His first word.
The first time he reached toward me and said:
“Mama.”
Years later, I found that old hospital paper inside a box.
Find Hospitals
For a long time, I believed it represented the worst decision of my life.
But I was wrong.
It reminded me of the moment I turned around.
My son, Ethan, is seven years old now.
He loves pancakes, dinosaurs, music, and hugging everyone he meets.
And every year on his birthday, I think about the nurse who ran after me in the parking lot.
One sentence from a stranger gave me the courage to go back.
