There's certain things you don't expect to wake up to.
I remember putting the twins to bed for the first time and thinking, this is it, this is my new life. I remember James fussing over the bed clothes and how they were sleeping.
I remember, a year later, the morning I felt the strain in my stomach, the feeling that another was beginning. I cupped my lower stomach already thinking of who this could be, who they would be.
I never hoped I would need them to be something.
I never needed this.
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General FictionChristina McIlhenny is a proud mother of four. Two of her sons have left for college and her other son Sean is a straight A model student and sportsman, even head boy of his school. But on one Saturday morning, she comes home to the police at the do...
