It was almost time for your son to be born. And your husband had sent you for a boudoir shoot. He went all out. Hair and makeup professionals are doing your look. The lingerie he selected was frilly, feminine, and expensive.
Praise from the photographer about how you are glowing. Soft, warm, flattering lighting covering your skin. And you can't help but smile. For all of the pregnancy discomfort you feel, your husband made sure you are reminded how beautiful you are.
Your girlfriends can't understand why you are with such a patriarchal man. Someone who is so controlling. But none of their husband's would do this for them, would they?