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”
“I hope so.”
Leo nodded.
Then touched Maya’s sock.
“We’ll take care of her.”
I looked at my oldest son.
Something inside me shifted.
Not because he gave me permission.
Because I realized bringing Maya home did not mean taking something away from the boys.
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