I Was 6 Months Pregnant With IVF Triplets When I Overheard My Husband Brag That He’d Had Embryos From Three Other Women Transferred Into My Womb—and Laugh That My Only Role Was to Carry Them; Then He Brought a Consent Form to My Hospital Bed, Bearing My Signature and a Date From Before We Had Even Met…

On its opening page sat a signature resembling mine, beneath my name. The date was two months before Peter and I had first entered the fertility clinic.
PART 2: A Signature From Before We Met

Rachel contacted Naomi Blake, a lawyer experienced in reproductive and family law. Naomi visited that afternoon, examined the document and protected it in a sleeve.

“Don’t sign anything else, and don’t send this document back to the clinic yet,” she said. “We need to preserve what you were given and find out where it came from.”

I stared at the handwriting.

“I didn’t sign it.”

“Then we’ll establish that.”

Asked about the date, I recalled attending a family wedding with Peter in Portland, Maine. Rachel possessed photographs, my credit-card record would confirm our hotel, and the wedding program named both of us. Naomi noted each detail before asking about Dr. Alan Whitaker, who supervised fertility treatment.