A wave of joy washed over me. Isn’t having children a gift? That was until I learned the shocking truth that made my heart race with anxiety. We needed to find out if this could really happen.
The money I earn as a nanny barely covers groceries, and Jacob already works hard as a cleaner. Our seven-year-old son Tommy needs new shoes, and our car is making strange noises that will cost us dearly to repair. Both issues need urgent attention.
Jacob sat in the living room preparing to put on his boots, feeling overwhelmed by life’s pressures that always seemed to weigh him down.
