We went back to the beginning—to the hospital where I’d given birth. After tense meetings, stacks of paperwork, and hushed conversations with administrators, the truth came out.
On the day Austin was born, there had been a mix-up. Two babies—our son and another couple’s—had been switched.
Meeting the Other Family
Not long after, we were introduced to Sarah and James—and their son, Andrew.
The resemblance was undeniable. Andrew looked exactly like Paul, down to the dimple in his cheek. And when I saw him laugh, I recognized myself in him too.
We all sat in stunned silence at first, the weight of years of love and years of loss pressing down on us.
A Difficult but Loving Decision
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