The day my daughters were born should have been the happiest day of my life.
For years I had dreamed about becoming a mother. There were doctor visits, heartbreak, failed treatments, months where hope felt fragile. When I finally heard the doctor say, “You’re having triplets,” I cried so hard the nurse had to hand me tissues.
And now they were here.
Sophie. Lily. Grace.
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