"Keep the apron," I said. "Keep Mark. But you don't get my baby."
I picked up my purse and walked out.
My marriage was over. But my baby's future remained uncertain.
"Keep the apron. Keep Mark. But you don't get my baby."
***
My son was born in February, red-faced and furious about the world.
Mark and Claire tried to visit. I heard her outside, arguing with the nurses that she had a right to see my baby.
They didn't let her in.
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The hearing came that spring.
My son was born in February
The judge read through everything.
Mark was granted parenting time, under the court's conditions.
And those conditions gave Claire exactly what she deserved: Nothing.
Claire was not mentioned as a caregiver.
The judge ruled that she was not to act as one, and not to be present during Mark's parenting time at this stage.
