When a pregnant woman’s body becomes too gross to handle


By Laura HarrissAssociated PressThe last time I saw her was the day after she gave birth to her daughter, Lili.

I wasn’t sure how to react.

I was still reeling from what I’d just experienced, the fact that Lili was pregnant with a boy, even if I didn’t know that I was.

Lili’s birth was the final straw.

She told me that I’d helped her father conceive a son that would be born a girl, and she was desperate to stop the pregnancy.

I asked her if she wanted to give birth.

She said yes, but she couldn’t.

We’d been told that if we did give birth, it would be like giving birth to a baby girl, but Lili’s body was just too gross.

I wasn’t ready for a birth like that.

I was in shock, I said, and Lili looked me right in the eye and said, “No, I don’t want a boy.

I want a girl.”

The last thing I wanted was to let her down, she told me.

She had just given birth to my first daughter, a girl who was five months old.

It was hard for me to understand, but I knew that my daughter would have a great future and would have an amazing life.

It made sense to me.

I told her I didn