I Was Devastated After Losing My Second Baby During Childbirth – Then My 8-Year-Old Son Told Me What He’d Seen My Husband Do
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Chapter 7
For the first time in two weeks, I left the nursery door open.
I stood there with my son, surrounded by everything we had prepared for a baby who never got to grow up.
The grief remained.
So did the anger.
So did the questions.
But Claudia remained too.
Not alive the way we had wanted.
Not coming home.
But real.
Loved.
May you like
Remembered.
And finally, no longer hidden behind a closed door.
