My Misogynistic Mother
"You witch! Did you secretly swap out my son? I ate so much salty food! How could it not be a boy?"
Thankfully, Dad's younger sister, Aunt Grace, reacted quickly. She stopped Mom and called Dad, telling him to come over. The matter was only settled after that.
Because of the phone call, Mom didn't hesitate to show Aunt Grace her displeasure.
When Mom's health eventually improved, Dad took her home to rest. Aunt Grace, still worried, came to see me.
My cries inside the room were so weak they were almost inaudible. Meanwhile, Dad slowly fed Mom the bowl of freshly made chicken broth he was holding.