Doctor Raises Triplets After Their Mother Dies in Childbirth, and 5 Years Later, Their Biological Father Resurfaces — Story of the Day

Dr. Spellman adopted and raised his sister’s triplets after she died during childbirth. But five years later, his life was turned upside down when the babies’ biological father showed up to take them back.

“Breathe, breathe. Everything’s going to be okay,” Thomas whispered to his sister, walking beside her as she was wheeled on a gurney into the operating room.

Leah’s sweaty brow furrowed as she tried to take a deep breath. “You…you’re the best big brother God could give me, Thomas,” she whispered as she entered the operating room.

Leah had gone into labor at the thirty-sixth week of her pregnancy, and the doctors had recommended an emergency C-section. But soon after the birth of her first child, Leah’s heart rate began to drop and her condition worsened dramatically…

“Leah, stay with me! Nurse, what’s happening? Look at me, Leah! Look at me!” Thomas shouted, squeezing his sister’s hands tightly.

“Dr. Spellman, you have to come out, please,” Dr. Nichols said, leading him out. Then the doors to the operating room slammed shut.

Thomas slumped into one of the chairs in the waiting room, tears streaming down his face. He could still smell his sister’s scent on his hands. He buried his face in his fingers, hoping that everything would be okay soon.

Ma quando la voce di un medico lo distolse dai suoi pensieri, sentì che qualcosa non andava. “Dottore… come sta Leah?” chiese alzandosi di scatto.

“Ci dispiace, Thomas,” disse il dottor Nichols con uno sguardo pieno di tristezza. “Abbiamo fatto del nostro meglio, ma non siamo riusciti a fermare l’emorragia. I bambini sono al sicuro e sono stati portati in terapia intensiva neonatale.”

Thomas si lasciò cadere sulla sedia, incapace di elaborare la notizia della morte di sua sorella. Leah non vedeva l’ora di tenere tra le braccia i suoi piccoli angeli, di coccolarli e offrire loro il meglio. Come poteva Dio essere così crudele e portarla via così presto?

“Cosa farò adesso?” pensò Thomas, sopraffatto, quando una voce rimbombò nel corridoio. “Dov’è? Pensava di poter partorire senza che io lo sapessi?”

La rabbia di Thomas non conobbe limiti quando vide l’ex fidanzato di sua sorella, Joe, irrompere nell’ospedale. “Dov’è tua sorella?” ringhiò Joe.

Thomas lo afferrò per il colletto e lo sbatté contro il muro. “Ora ti interessa, eh? Dov’eri quando Leah ha passato una notte per strada a causa di un verme come te? E dov’eri, Joe, quando lei si è spenta quattro ore fa? È morta! Mia sorella… non è nemmeno sopravvissuta per vedere i suoi bambini!”

“Where are my children? I want to see them!” Joe shouted, pushing away Thomas’ arms.

“Don’t you dare talk about them, Joe! Get out of my hospital, or I’ll call security!” Thomas warned. “OUT!”

“I’m leaving now, but I’ll be back for my kids, Thomas! You can’t take them from me!” Joe yelled, disappearing down the hall.

For the sake of his three nephews, Thomas decided he couldn’t just sit around and mourn the loss of his sister. She was all the children had, and he would do anything to keep them from growing up with their alcoholic father. So, Thomas decided to adopt the triplets and fought for custody in court.

“This isn’t fair, Your Honor!” Joe shouted from the witness stand, shedding fake tears. “I’m the children’s father. How could I survive without these little lives? They are Leah’s flesh and blood, they ARE my blood, and they are all I have left now!”

“Let’s get one thing straight,” the judge said to Joe. “You were not married to the children’s mother, Leah, and you never supported her financially during her pregnancy. Is that correct?”

“Well, you’re not wrong, Your Honor,” Joe sighed, hanging his head. “I work odd jobs, small jobs here and there. I couldn’t afford to support her, and that’s why we didn’t get married.”

“Excuse me, Your Honor, but my client has text messages and voice recordings from his sister, making it clear that Mr. Dawson is a heavy drinker,” Thomas’s attorney interjected. “And she refused to marry him unless he entered a rehabilitation program.”

The attorney presented evidence in court, convincing the judge that Joe was unfit to raise the children, and the court ruled in Thomas’s favor.

As he walked out of the courtroom, Thomas looked up at the bright sky, remembering his sister.

“I promised you I’d do my best to help you. I hope I didn’t disappoint you, Leah,” he whispered with tears in his eyes.