Surviving the odds: Our little fighter
MY son Éanna was born on August 11, 2016. For most people, the day their first child is born is one filled with joy and laughter. You get to meet the little person you created, you enjoy the congratulatory texts and calls. You prepare to go home and start your life as a parent.
When I sat gowned up in the waiting area of the delivery room, I had none of those feelings. I looked across at the one other man waiting to go into his partner. I saw nothing but excitement and happiness.
