The news we received the morning of the baby shower overwhelmed me. Thankfully, it wasn’t bad news when I forced Delmare to get out of bed and run with me to the medical wing where Claire had spent the last three days. When we arrived, Claire was upright in bed, flowers sat on her bedside table and her husband and son stood beside her as she turned to look at us.

“Hi dear.”

I couldn’t control myself as I ran towards her, pulling her into a tight hug as I began to cry. ...