A man who didn’t want the responsibility of raising triplets abandoned his wife and newborns right after they returned from the hospital. Years later, fate brought them face-to-face again under drastically different circumstances.
Allison and her boyfriend Adam had been together for three years when she discovered she was pregnant. Both were thrilled at the news, embracing the idea of becoming a family of three.
Throughout her pregnancy, Adam was attentive and supportive. He accompanied Allison to her doctor’s appointments and stood by her side during ultrasound scans.
During one routine checkup, the doctor assured them the baby was healthy.
“He’s big and strong! Your baby is in great shape,” the doctor said.
Adam’s face lit up. “That boy will be my heir! I can’t wait to take him on adventures. He’s going to be my mini-me,” he said excitedly.
Allison was happy that her husband was just as enthusiastic as she was. Together, they prepared the nursery, picking out the furniture and clothing their baby would need.
At 28 weeks, Allison hosted a baby shower with close friends. They enjoyed an afternoon tea party, chatting and exchanging gifts, when Allison suddenly felt sharp pains in her abdomen.
“Ouch!” she gasped, clutching her belly.
“What’s wrong? Are you okay?” her friends asked, rushing over.
“I’m having terrible contractions. I think I need to get to the hospital. Can you take me?” she managed to say, wincing from the pain.
“Of course. I’ll also call Adam to meet us there,” her friend Maya replied, helping Allison to her feet.
At the hospital, the doctor confirmed she was in labor. Not long after Adam arrived, Allison began to give birth. To everyone’s surprise, the first baby was a girl.
“It’s a girl!” the doctor announced.
“What? How’s that possible? We’ve been seeing a boy in the ultrasounds,” Adam said, holding onto Allison’s hand as she continued to push.
“Hold on — I see another head. We’re not done yet!” the doctor exclaimed. Moments later, a boy was delivered.
“There he is,” the doctor said, showing them their healthy second child.
Before Allison could catch her breath, another wave of contractions hit. A third baby arrived in quick succession.
Adam was stunned. He had expected a single son — now there were three babies to care for.
Allison was taken to the recovery room while the triplets were admitted to the neonatal intensive care unit since they were born prematurely at 28 weeks. The babies would need to remain there for several days.
Left alone with his thoughts, Adam went to see Allison’s doctor. “How could this happen? How did we not know she was carrying three?” he demanded.
The doctor explained, “Ultrasounds can sometimes miss additional babies if they’re small or positioned behind the others. You and Allison are fortunate — this is a one-in-a-million case.”
But Adam wasn’t feeling lucky. Instead of joy, he felt disappointment at the thought of raising three infants at once.
While Allison and the babies stayed in the hospital, Adam returned home. “Call me when you’re ready to come home,” he told her before leaving.
Five days later, Allison and the triplets — Andy, Amara, and Ashton — were discharged. She expected Adam to be happy, but the car ride was filled with silence.
“Is everything okay?” she asked. He only shrugged and grunted.
When they got home, Adam asked if the babies needed anything. Thinking he was trying to be helpful, Allison smiled. “They ran out of diapers at the hospital. Could you go buy some?”
“Sure. I’ll be back soon,” Adam said, leaving the house.
Unbeknownst to Allison, that would be the last time she saw her husband for eight years.
She lovingly settled the babies into their crib. “Daddy’s buying you diapers, so don’t poop just yet,” she joked.
After putting them to sleep, she began preparing a quick macaroni and cheese dinner, unsure how long she had before the babies woke.
Hours passed, and Adam still hadn’t returned. The triplets were all crying, and Allison struggled to soothe them at once.
She tried calling Adam, but his phone went straight to voicemail. “Hey, where are you? I’m worried. Call me back,” she said in a message.
An hour later, she tried again — this time, his phone was off.
Worried he’d been in an accident, she called 911. The dispatcher traced his number. “Ma’am, his line is active. He hasn’t had an accident. He’s currently driving on the interstate freeway.”
Tears filled Allison’s eyes. “Why?” she sobbed, her babies wailing in the background.
Overwhelmed and desperate, she called her mother. “Mom, Adam left me. He’s not answering. The babies are all crying, and I don’t have enough milk yet. How am I going to do this?” she said frantically.
“Sweetheart, calm down. Drink some water. Your sister and I will be there in thirty minutes,” her mother, Annie, reassured her.
True to her word, Annie gathered Allison’s sister, Ashley, and they hurried over. They found Allison feeding two babies while the third slept. Seeing them, Allison broke down again.
“What would I do without you two? He left me just like that — no warning, no explanation,” she wept.
“He’s not worth your tears. You have three beautiful children, and you’re not alone. You have us,” Annie said, kissing her daughter’s forehead.
Before giving up completely, Allison went to see Adam’s parents. But his mother, Maria, greeted her coldly.
“Have you heard from Adam? He hasn’t been home in two days,” Allison asked.
“No, and if I find out where he is, I’m not telling you,” Maria replied.
Confused, Allison pressed further. “What happened? During my pregnancy, you were all so excited. What changed?”
“You two married too young. Now you’re dumping the responsibility of three kids on him. He’ll break his back providing for all of you,” Maria said.
Shocked, Allison responded, “Marriage is about starting a family. Adam knew what he was getting into. Raising three children is hard, but we’d have done it together. I work too.”
Maria scoffed. “The bulk of responsibility still falls on the father. My son is too young to support three kids. You should put them up for adoption.”
“I can’t believe you’d say that about your own grandchildren. It’s clear you want nothing to do with them. Well, your son is no father, and you have no grandchildren,” Allison said before leaving.
Crying in her car, she told herself it would be the last time she shed tears over Adam. Looking at her babies in their car seats, she said, “We can do this without him. Mommy’s got you.”
With her mother and sister’s help, Allison raised her children. They cooked, babysat, and helped with chores.
She also focused on her career. Having studied law before marriage, she worked toward passing the bar exam she had postponed. Eventually, she became an attorney at a top law firm, leading her own team of associates.
By then, her children were in grade school, attending classes just a block from her office.
One day, a man came in for an interview to join her team. Looking up from her desk, she was stunned — it was Adam.
“Allison! What a surprise! What are you doing here?” he said, astonished.
“It appears I’m the head of the team you’re applying to join. Surprised?” she replied.
“I just… I can’t believe how much you’ve accomplished. How long has it been?” Adam asked.
“Eight years. And yes, it’s been quite a journey raising three children while studying for the bar. But I’m not here to reminisce,” she said, continuing her paperwork.
“Wow. I’ve been trying to get a job here for a while. Since you’re not into catching up, maybe we could have dinner and talk,” Adam suggested.
Seeing through his intentions, Allison shook her head. “There’s no need. Your resume is impressive, but I can’t hire you.”
“What?! Is this payback after all these years?” Adam said, his tone changing.
“You haven’t changed. We value character as much as credentials. I won’t hire someone irresponsible,” Allison said firmly.
“How do you know I’m still irresponsible? Maybe I’ve changed,” he said defensively.
“You had eight years to check on your children. Did you? You refused to sign the divorce papers — I had to file an abandonment case. Does that sound like you’ve changed?” Allison shot back. “Let’s not waste each other’s time. You should leave.”
Both walked away with lessons learned. Allison came to realize that God removes certain people from your life because He knows you deserve better.