NO GIRLS ALLOWED

Baby, what did she say? Did she say anything?  Cameron didn’t say anything. He just looked
across the room  at our eldest child’s
graduation picture.  I tried once more to
find out what happened at his meeting with his mom.  Darling, I know you must be exhausted. Did
she say something that upset you? He said nothing. He gradually rolled his eyes
over to our wedding picture. I took both of his hand into mines. I tried to
draw his attention to me.  Then it hit
me. He knew! That ungrateful bitch told him. The inside of my guts was burning with grief.  The amino acid was bubbling over into my
intestines. I felt sick, but not too sick to recall how his mother convinced me
to end my first pregnancy. Yes! She told me that the first child mustn’t be a
girl. No girls were allowed to be the eldest child.

She warned me that if I went through with it, I would regret
it. Her son, my husband would father children with some other woman.  I didn’t want that to happen. Therefore, I
terminated my pregnancy. I told my husband that I had a miscarriage.

Here I am twenty years older, all of the boys have left home
and I am wishing that I had never listened to her.  No girls allowed, how foolish.