The slow, gentle creaks from the rocking chair filled the silent room. Paint fumes wafted in the air, and you inhaled slowly. Javier was busy decorating the walls of your soon-to-be baby’s nursery. A pale yellow added vibrancy to the once plain, white walls.

“How does this look?” Your husband asked, setting down the paintbrush and taking a step back. You wanted to help, truly.

But Javier wouldn’t dare let you lift a finger — not while carrying such a precious child.