I said yes before either of them finished fully explaining the process.
Renee and Desmond came to every single doctor’s appointment over the following months, sat through every ultrasound together, holding hands in the dim exam room while the technician traced the outline of the baby growing inside me. When we found out it was a girl, Renee cried right there on the exam table, and Desmond had to steady her by the shoulders, both of them laughing and crying at the same time.
They painted a nursery in soft yellow that spring. Bought tiny dresses long before there was any real reason to, the way excited parents always do. Renee kept a running list, in a notebook she carried everywhere, of names she liked, crossing off one after another until she and Desmond finally settled on Nora.
PART 2
When I finally gave birth, ten days past my due date after fourteen hours of labor at Ashgrove General, Renee started crying the second the nurse placed Nora in her arms.
