
My In-Laws Said the 4th of July Parade Would Be ‘Too Loud’ for Me This Year – Then I Accidentally Found Out the Truth
I’m Penny, 25 weeks pregnant with what we called our miracle baby. After two long years of trying, those pink lines finally appeared, and I believed everything was finally falling into place. But pregnancy had its own plan. The migraines were relentless—light felt like needles, sound like shattered glass. I spent days in darkness, curled…