Now, I belong to a simple middle class family. I know what last minute flight tickets cost. It must have costed them months and months of saving. Yet, they were there. Right in front of me. Only for me.
So to say he was proud would have been an understatement!!
Then my husband was hugging me, crying and telling me I did good and that she was beautiful.
My husband and my mom sat in the waiting room for what was probably only a half hour, but which seemed forever. He didn’t know if I was alive, if our baby was alive, or what was happening at all.