The room went quiet when I placed the ultrasound photo on the coffee table. My husband, Aleric, looked at it, then at me, while his mother stood beside the bassinet holding the three-month-old baby he had brought into our Greenwich home only days earlier.
Eventually, through a mutual connection, I located her private Instagram account. Her latest post had been uploaded three months earlier from Hamilton, Bermuda. The photograph showed a newborn’s tiny feet. The caption read: *Welcome...