My Husband Teased Me in Front of His Friends After a Difficult Childbirth – Then His Oldest Friend Stood Up and Did Something Nobody in That Room Expected
On difficult days, I wore discreet protective underwear. I kept the package hidden underneath folded towels in our upstairs bathroom. Only my husband, Richard, knew it was there.
At first, Richard occasionally teased me about it. I laughed along because I told myself that was simply how we communicated. If I laughed too, maybe it meant we were still on the same team.
But over time, his jokes became sharper.
Especially when other people were around.
One morning, after he made another comment during brunch, I finally asked him to stop.
“You worry too much, Bel,” he said.
“I’m not worried. I just don’t enjoy being the joke.”
Richard grinned.
“It’s my love language. If I couldn’t tease you, I’d have to hate you.”
I let it go.
That year, I let a lot of things go.
I was exhausted. Three babies needed me constantly, and most days I barely
