My Controlling MIL Stole My Dog Because She Didn’t Trust Me as a Mom — Here’s How I Took Back Control
The quiet that fills a room when a baby sleeps is unlike anything else. I was sitting on the sofa, cradling my coffee cup, while Bear, our big Newfoundland, lay stretched out on the rug beside the bassinet. Bear had been my constant companion for five years, ever since my husband, Tom, surprised me with him for our anniversary. Now, he had become a protector for our newborn, Sophie. Sophie stirred in her crib, tiny fist punching the air as she shifted in her sleep. I set my coffee down