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”
It meant asking all of us to grow.
The next morning, our house looked exactly as I feared it would.
Bottles on the counter.
Laundry everywhere.
Sam missing one shoe.
Eli angry because Leo used his cereal bowl.
Marcus late for work.
Maya crying.