The day I was discharged after a difficult delivery, my mother-in-law insisted on being the first to hold the baby and wouldn’t let anyone else touch him the entire time. I thought she was just overexcited and happy, until a nurse ran after my car all the way to the parking lot and slipped a note into my hand. It said only one thing: “Check the baby’s ankle as soon as you get home.” I pulled back the blanket… and felt my whole body go cold.
The day I was finally released after a brutal delivery, my mother-in-law, Margaret, insisted on being the very first to hold my baby—and she refused to let anyone else near him the entire time. I assu…
