Ten Weeks Later
Sutton stood in the hospital corridor, her hands shaking slightly as she buttoned the last snap on Miles’ going-home onesie. It was soft blue with tiny stars printed across the chest. She didn’t know why she was so nervous; she had dressed him so many times. Today she had more people watching her because today was the day… it had finally come. She was overjoyed that finally they were taking their son home.
Miles squirmed a little, his fists pumping the air, his eyes fluttering open for a second before drifting shut again. His face was rounder now. Healthier. He wasn’t the fragile little thing he’d been the night she almost lost him. He was still tiny. But so much stronger. It was amazing to think that he should have only been born around now, but instead, he was almost tw
