After Losing My Newborn Son, I Gave Everything I’d Bought Him to a Mother Begging With Her Baby—The Next Morning, My Lawn Was Covered in Dozens of Strollers, Each Holding a Sealed Box

wouldn’t.”

“Because it’s his room. I’m not ready…”

“It’s an empty room, Kate. It’s an empty room and it’s killing both of us.”

“How do you think I feel? I’m the one who carried him. He was alive inside me, kicking and moving, and then he came out into the world and… he was gone.”

“I asked you to pack the nursery,”

“So, what? You want to keep the nursery continue reading …