Kicked Into the Blizzard at Seven Months Pregnant

At seven months pregnant, Logan had me climbing up and down ladders in the living room, hanging Christmas decorations.

All to welcome his friends and his childhood bestie, Amber, who had just returned from abroad.

He claimed it was to give them that familiar, festive holiday vibe.

At the party, Amber walked up to me with a beaming smile, holding out a glass of red wine.

"Vivian, a little red wine boosts blood circulation. Pregnant women in Europe drink it all the time."

The guests immediately joined in, cheering and pressuring me to take the drink.