After years of struggling to have a child, my husband and I were finally blessed with a baby boy. But one of his coworkers had the audacity to mock my husband, spread disgusting lies about me, and turn my newborn son into office gossip. He thought he got away with it…
but I put him in his place.
I gazed down at my baby son’s perfect face as he slept peacefully in his crib. After five years of trying, multiple miscarriages, and countless doctors’ appointments, Elijah was finally here…
His skin was lighter than mine or Oscar’s, even though we were both Black.
But I knew that was completely normal for Black newborns, and I couldn’t help tracing my finger gently over his cheek, marveling at how perfect he was.
“He’s got your nose,” Oscar whispered, coming up behind me and wrapping his arms around my waist.
I leaned back against my husband’s chest, feeling the steady rhythm of his heartbeat. “And your chin. Look at that little cleft.”
“I still can’t believe he’s real,” Oscar said, his voice catching.
“After everything we went through…”
“All those nights crying ourselves to sleep,” I murmured, remembering the pain. “All those pregnancy tests thrown in the trash.”
Oscar tightened his hold on me. “Those doctors telling us to ‘just relax’ or ‘maybe consider adoption.'”
“As if we hadn’t thought of that,” I said, a hint of bitterness in my voice.
“As if we were just being stubborn.”
“But we made it,” Oscar whispered into my hair. “We got our miracle.”
I turned in his arms and placed my hand on his cheek. “He’s real.
And he’s ours. Forever.”
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