After Four Daughters, My Husband Finally Had the Son He’d Always Begged For – But When He First Held Our Newborn Boy, His Words Made My Stomach Sink

the memory slipped away as another wave of exhaustion pulled me under.

“Elena,” the doctor said from the doorway, her mask lowered, her eyes crinkling. “You did beautifully. He’s healthy. Seven pounds, four ounces.”

Aaron’s face lit up in a way I had never seen. Not on our wedding day. Not when Lily was born. Not any of them.

“A son,” he whispered. “We continue reading …