His Ex Had My Christmas Seat When I Was 35 Weeks Pregnant

Synopsis

At thirty-five weeks pregnant, on Christmas Eve, I started having regular contractions in the middle of a crowded supermarket. My husband said he was still at work and told me to ask my mother to take me to the hospital. Less than an hour later, my stepdaughter sent me a photo. He was arranging a Christmas trip with his ex-wife and daughter. Three seats there. Three seats back. Not one had my name on it. I called a divorce attorney beside the fetal monitor. He thought I was only angry. By the time his Christmas trip ended, all he came home to was a house where no one was waiting for him.