I Secretly Boarded My Flight Attendant Wife’s Final Flight for Our Anniversary—Then the Captain Announced She Was Pregnant, and an Old Medical Result Made Me Believe the Worst
At 5:31 in the morning, our daughter was born.
Amanda Rose Hayes.
Six pounds, twelve ounces.
Dark hair.
Loud lungs.
Furious expression.
The nurse placed her against Penelope’s chest.
I cried.