{"id":62518,"date":"2025-06-03T11:16:59","date_gmt":"2025-06-03T11:16:59","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/pulsperry.com\/?p=62518"},"modified":"2025-06-03T11:16:59","modified_gmt":"2025-06-03T11:16:59","slug":"when-i-got","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/pulsperry.com\/?p=62518","title":{"rendered":"When I got\u00a0"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image size-full\"><img fetchpriority=\"high\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"512\" height=\"640\" src=\"https:\/\/pulsperry.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/06\/image-106.png\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-62519\" srcset=\"https:\/\/pulsperry.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/06\/image-106.png 512w, https:\/\/pulsperry.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/06\/image-106-240x300.png 240w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 512px) 100vw, 512px\" \/><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<p>After giving birth to my twin daughters, Ella and Sophie, I imagined joy, not betrayal. After three exhausting days in the hospital, I expected Derek, my husband, to greet us with love. Instead, I got a cold call: \u201cI can\u2019t pick you up\u2014my mom\u2019s had chest pains.\u201d I didn\u2019t argue. Derek was always overly attached to her. I took a cab home\u2014only to find our belongings thrown on the lawn. My house key no longer worked. A note taped to a suitcase read: \u201cGet out\u2026 I know everything. \u2014Derek.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>In shock, I called him\u2014straight to voicemail. My crying babies in my arms, I phoned my mother. She arrived, horrified, and took us in. The next morning, I returned. Peering through the window, I saw Derek\u2019s mother calmly sipping tea. She answered the door and admitted everything. She faked illness, tricked Derek, stole his phone\u2014and locked me out. Why? Because I\u2019d had girls.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I found Derek at the hospital and told him. His rage mirrored mine. We returned together. Confronted, Lorraine crumbled. That night, Derek chose us\u2014and told her to leave.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>She lost. We didn\u2019t.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/pulsperry.com\/?p=62499\">also read&#8230;<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>After giving birth to my twin daughters, Ella and Sophie, I imagined joy, not betrayal. After three exhausting days in the hospital, I expected Derek, my husband,&#8230; <\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":62519,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"aioseo_notices":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/pulsperry.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/62518"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/pulsperry.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/pulsperry.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pulsperry.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pulsperry.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=62518"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/pulsperry.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/62518\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":62520,"href":"https:\/\/pulsperry.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/62518\/revisions\/62520"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pulsperry.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/62519"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/pulsperry.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=62518"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pulsperry.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=62518"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pulsperry.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=62518"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}