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”

He waited.

I opened it myself.

The room was dim.

A soft yellow lamp glowed near the wall.

The plastic bassinet stood beside an empty hospital bed that had never belonged to Clara.

She was in another unit.

Already gone.

The baby looked impossibly small.