My husband forced me to run every morning to lose the baby weight, driving behind me to make sure I never stopped—until what his mother did next left him begging for forgiveness.

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“Ryan, she said eight weeks—”

“You’ve already gained enough weight, honey. The sooner you lose it, the sooner you’ll look like yourself again.”

I laughed, because I thought it was a joke.

Ryan wouldn’t really go against the doctor’s advice, would he?

He didn’t laugh back.

“I bet you don’t want our friends’ wives discussing your chubby body at the barbecue continue reading …