Chapter 6 - The Baby Arrives Before Morning
At 3:12 a.m., my contractions changed.
Everything else disappeared.
Diane.
Marcus.
The foundation.
The camera.
I was taken into delivery.
Ethan stayed beside me.
For eleven hours, the only thing that mattered was getting our daughter
safely into the world.
At 2:26 p.m., Sophie Harrow was born.
Six pounds, eleven ounces.
Healthy.
Loud.
Perfect.
When the nurse placed her against my chest, I cried so hard I could
barely see.
Ethan touched her tiny hand.
Then he looked at me.
“I’m sorry.”
I shook my head.
“Not now.”
The apology could wait.
Sophie could not.
Hospital administration restricted Diane, Marcus, and the suspended
nurses from accessing our floor while the matter was reviewed.
No one took my baby.
No one transferred custody.
No one sent me somewhere quiet.
That evening, Rebecca brought me an update.
The psychiatric note had been traced to Dr. Cole’s credentials.
He claimed someone in his office drafted it from information supplied by
Diane.
Then Rebecca placed another document beside my bed.
May you like
A proposed guardianship petition.
It had been drafted six weeks before I entered the hospital.
