The five babies in the cribs were Black. My husband looked at them once and shouted-NANA

The night after I made that promise, I did not sleep at all, even though my body begged for rest and my eyes burned with exhaustion.

Every small sound from the cribs pulled me back into the same question I could not escape, the one that kept tightening around my chest.May be an image of baby, hospital and text


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