— Just not a girl… anything but a girl…

I rolled my eyes but tried to keep the celebration going. But everything fell apart the moment we cut the cake. The knife slid through the cream, and in front of everyone, bright pink layers appeared.

The guests gasped with joy. My husband hugged me. And my mother-in-law… exploded.

She grabbed her head and screamed:

— A girl?! Are you kidding me?! We need a boy! I don’t need this child! What kind of woman are you if you can’t even give birth to a boy?!