My Husband Went on Vacation Just Days Before My Scheduled C-Section With Our Twins – When He Came Home, His Knees Were Shaking

Trevor texted once.

Everything okay?

I looked at my daughters sleeping beside me. Then replied with only four words.

The girls are beautiful.

Nothing else.

His reply was instant: “❤️❤️❤️”

I put my phone away.

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By the time we came home, my body felt like it belonged to someone else.

I moved slowly.

Every trip from the bedroom to the nursery felt like hiking uphill.

One afternoon I tried lifting both girls at once and immediately regretted it.

Mom took one baby from my arms.

“You don’t have to prove anything, Katie.”

I wasn’t trying to prove anything. I just shouldn’t have been doing it alone.

Trevor was due home the following afternoon.

I never called. Never complained. Never demanded an apology.

Instead, I made one phone call to the man Trevor hadn’t spoken to in almost 12 years.

Frank… his father.

I’d only met him twice. Trevor rarely mentioned him. When he did, it was usually one sentence.

“He walked out before I was born.”