And then a week later they suddenly decided they had to do that c-section. And she wasn't there. She was at work I think. Far away from me. Little S was at school. And I was in a hospital bed hours away in a strange city.
In the end they could postpone the operation to the afternoon and she made it in time. I didn't have to be alone when I found out if my baby would live or die.
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