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 wasn’t.
I caught him measuring the wall.
Our life had developed a rhythm again.
A louder one.
Four children create a level of noise that should probably require municipal approval.
Mornings were ridiculous.
Leo could never find his backpack.
Eli took too long brushing his hair.
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