On Mother’s Day, my mother-in-law handed me a $367 dinner check and said, “This is your gift to the real moms at the table.” I smiled, paid my part—and gave her the shock of her life. I’m 35 and have been married to Ryan for nearly 10 years. After years of miscarriages and fertility treatments, motherhood felt like a dream slipping further away.
Still, I went to Cheryl’s “ladies-only” Mother’s Day dinner—just me, my MIL, and my two sisters-in-law, both of whom are moms. They got gifts. They toasted with prosecco. I got water and polite pity. Then Cheryl tapped her glass and said, “Since you’re not celebrating anything, it’s only fair you pay for us mothers.”