I remember staring at the back of the ambulance, its reflective words and striping lit by my headlights, as I followed it to the hospital. I could see my wife in the back, riding with our newborn son, headed to a pediatric intensive care unit after the little guy lost an alarming amount of weight in his first week on Earth.

I felt the weight of despair coupled with fear and an enormous amount of guilt. What had gone wrong?

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