At my last prenatal checkup, the doctor froze at the ultrasound. His voice shook: “Leave your husband—now.” I never went back home. My husband, Brian, was the perfect husband. A pharmaceutical researcher, he approached my pregnancy like a scientific experiment. Every night, he would kneel, press his ear to my belly, and whisper, "Daddy is so excited to meet you, little one." He created spreadsheets to track my weight, cooked meticulously calculated meals, and brought home "special supplements" f