After Our Surrogate Gave Birth, My Mother Came to the Hospital to Congratulate Us – But When She Saw the Baby for the First Time, She Shouted, ‘You Can’t Keep This Baby!’
The day Lily, a name we chose, was born is one I’ll never forget. The room was bright. Daniel stood still, as if he didn’t want to make it about him. And then a short, sharp cry.
“She’s here,” a nurse said.
They placed her in my arms, and I finally felt happy that my dream had come true.
Lily was warm. Small. Breathing against me as if she already knew where she belonged.
Daniel leaned in close and whispered, “She’s perfect.”
“She’s here.”
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I barely slept that night from excitement.
And when morning came, we rushed back to the hospital. My mom, Susan, came too.
She’d been there through the calls and visits as quiet support when I didn’t ask for it. So when I heard her voice in the hallway, I smiled before she even walked in. She stepped into the room, already smiling.
“There she is,” my mom said softly.
I straightened a little, as if I were presenting something important.
We rushed back to the hospital.
“Mom… meet Lily.”
Susan walked toward the crib and then froze as she looked down at her granddaughter.
Her smile disappeared, and her eyes locked onto Lily’s face, as if she were trying to understand something that didn’t make sense. Mom stared at our baby for a long time.
My heart was pounding.
“Mom… what is it?”
Her face turned pale.
“Mom… meet Lily.”
My mom, who’s always been kind, said in a trembling voice, “You can’t keep this child!”
Everything in me went cold.
“What?”
Daniel turned from the window with a frown, but I was already moving closer.
Mom looked at me, and there was something in her eyes I’d never seen before. Fear.
That wasn’t like her. She’d waited so long for her granddaughter.
“You can’t keep this child!”
“Mom, how can you say that?”
She looked up at me and said, “Please listen to me carefully. You have to give her up because…” She swallowed hard, as if the words were stuck. Then she pointed. “Behind her ear. Look behind her ear.”
I frowned. “What are you talking about?”
“Just… please. Look.”
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