MY DAUGHTER HAD HER FIRST CHILD—AND TOLD THE NURSES NOT TO LET ME IN
I was halfway through knitting a tiny yellow hat when my phone buzzed: “She’s in labor.” No name, no punctuation. Just that. From her fiancé, Raul. I dropped everything and rushed to the hospital, clutching a bag of baby gifts I’d been gathering for months. My heart raced—not just because I was about to become…
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