My husband left for a vacation just days before my scheduled C-section with our twins—but when he finally came back, his knees were trembling.

Every trip from the bedroom to the nursery felt like hiking uphill.

One afternoon I tried lifting both girls at once and immediately regretted it.

Mom took one baby from my arms.

“You don’t have to prove anything, Katie.”

I wasn’t trying to prove anything. I just shouldn’t have been doing it alone.

Trevor was due home the following afternoon.

I never called.continue reading …