After 6 miscarriages, my wife finally gave birth to the daughter we prayed for — 18 years later, she sobbed, “Dad, you have no idea what Mom did”
Six times, Camille and I heard that we were expecting a baby.
Six times, we began imagining names, wondering whether the baby would have my eyes or her smile, and carefully allowing ourselves to believe that maybe this time would be different.
Six times, we lost the pregnancy.