My husband froze during our baby’s first bath—then whispered, “We can’t keep her,” revealing a truth that changed everything I thought I knew.

thoroughness would shield us from further pain.

Perhaps we were mistaken.

When Kendra called us crying after the embryo transfer succeeded, I cried too. When we heard Sophia’s heartbeat for the first time, Daniel had to sit down.

At every appointment, we watched our daughter grow inside another woman’s body while trying not to dwell on how fragile joy continue reading …