After 3 Boys, We Gave Up Our Dream of a Daughter—Then My Husband Called Me to the Hospital and Said, “There’s a Baby Here”

Nothing about this felt familiar.

Marcus stood beside me holding the discharge papers.

He had packed enough supplies for a military expedition.

I looked at the bag.

“Are we moving into the parking lot?”

“You said be prepared.”

“I said bring diapers.”

“There are diapers.”