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 remembered telling Marcus in the garage that Maya couldn’t carry the weight of our imagined daughter.

Apparently Leo had heard more than I realized.

I looked at him in the mirror.

“You’re right.”

He nodded.

Then asked whether we could stop for fries.

Children have a way of returning emotional moments to practical needs.

I loved him for it.