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”

Marcus would return to taking Leo to Saturday practice.

I would attend Eli’s games whenever possible.

Sam would get one-on-one time with each of us.

My mother offered one afternoon a week to help with Maya.

We stopped treating exhaustion as proof we were noble.

We accepted help.

That mattered more than I expected.

The second problem was money.