Auggie Pullman

I was lying in a hospital bed three years ago, alone, on the 25th day, on the verge of crying. Then my phone pinged. I wiped my eyes and looked at my phone. It was a text from my friend Liz. It wasn’t a grand 500-word text, it was just very simple, 10-word text that said, [...]

Our first son was born eight weeks premature. We were warned he might not cry and would immediately be taken to the NICU. The words “He is out” and a small cry were all I needed. With worried eyes, my husband said something was wrong with his lip — but I heard his cry. He was [...]