My husband gave away every maternity dress I owned while I was at work. When I asked what I was supposed to wear, he kept spreading mustard on his sandwich.

the strawberries I’d bought on my way home.

Instead, I walked into our bedroom and discovered that most of my maternity wardrobe had disappeared.

At first, I assumed Nick had moved the clothes while cleaning.

I checked the laundry basket.

Then the dresser.

Then the guest room.

Nothing.

My maternity leggings were missing. So were my comfortable dresses, nursing pajamas, cardigans, and the special maternity scrubs I wore to work.

Even the beautiful sage-green dress I’d purchased for my pregnancy photographs was gone.

Five months of careful shopping had vanished.