We Adopted a Little Girl – on Her 5th Birthday, Her Biological Mother Showed Up to Reveal a Shocking Truth About Her

We still go for checkups. I still hold my breath until the doctor says, “Everything looks good.”

Sometimes at night, I stand in her doorway and watch her sleep with the hallway light on.

I think about that knock.

About the secret dropped on our porch like a bomb.

And I think about this:

I didn’t carry her.

But when it got hard—really, unimaginably hard—we stayed.

We stayed in the hospital. We stayed through the fear. We stayed through every needle, every scan, every sleepless night.

That’s what makes her ours.

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