When we found out that our sixth child would also be a girl, my husband burst into tears and said one phrase that still rings in my ears.

“Do you really think I’m upset that we’re going to have a girl again?”

I froze.

“But…

He grabbed his head with both hands, as if the pain he had carried inside him for years could no longer fit in him.

“It hurts me because all these years I have made you think that you are not good enough for me.

My heart was beating wildly.

For the first time, he began to talk about everything he had been hiding for many years.

“I wanted a son. Yes. I’m not 

going to lie to you. I dreamed of a boy. But not because he didn’t love our daughters. I just thought that my son would continue my surname, follow in my footsteps and become a person in whom I could see myself.

He was silent for a while.

“But one day I realized that I already had five children waiting for me at the door every day. Five little hearts that call me dad. And now… We will have a sixth child.

He was crying.

I’ve never seen him like

this before.

“And you know what hurts me the most?” He went on in a trembling voice. “The fact that my own wife is ready to give up our child, because she believes that I will not be able to love her.

I couldn’t hold back my tears anymore.

Michael came closer, took me by both hands and whispered:

“If this child is a girl, then she is my daughter. And I will love her as much as the other five. Maybe I couldn’t show it. Perhaps he realized everything 

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