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”
Maya became quiet.
Then:
“Was she sick?”
“Yes.”
“Did I make her sick?”
My heart broke.
I pulled her closer.
“No.”
Maya became quiet.
Then:
“Was she sick?”
“Yes.”
“Did I make her sick?”
My heart broke.
I pulled her closer.
“No.”