His Other Baby

I was heavily pregnant, nesting hard, and snagged some amazing Black Friday deals for our first baby.

My husband, Mark, always seemed so supportive, or so I thought.

I' m meticulous with money, kept my spreadsheet ready to pay my share.

But then he saw the total on our joint credit card.

His smile vanished, replaced by an accusing glare.

"What' s this $200 charge? You're trying to hide something, aren't you? Trying to defraud me."

The words echoed as he cornered me in Target, shoving my cart until baby diapers spilled everywhere.