Having my own child made me understand the deep love they were desperate to give, and I wanted nothing more than to make their dream come true. During the pregnancy, they came to every single appointment at the clinic in Phoenix.
“Does it hurt when they draw blood?” Lucas asked during an early checkup, taking my hand tightly because he knew I hated needles. “Just look at me, okay?”
“I am fine,” I laughed softly, leaning back against the examination chair. “You are more nervous than I am.”
Hannah brought a little notebook to every visit, writing down every word the doctor said and organizing all the ultrasound photos. At the gender reveal party, she rested her palm flat on my belly and closed her eyes in silent gratitude.
“Thank you so much, Nora,” Hannah whispered to me with tears in her eyes. “You are giving us our entire world.”
