A month ago, my daughter was born… and I discovered that my husband had been secretly taking my ʙ.ʀᴇᴀsᴛ milk to his mother’s house every night. I followed him quietly… and what I saw shook me to my core.

Sitting on a couch in the corner of the living room was my sister in law Laura Bennett, the wife of Tyler’s older brother. In her arms she held a tiny newborn baby whose face was red from crying. The sound of the infant’s hungry cries filled the quiet room. Laura looked exhausted and weak with deep dark circles under her eyes.

Dorothy quickly warmed the milk that Tyler had brought and filled a baby bottle before handing it to Laura. The moment the bottle touched the baby’s lips the little child began drinking desperately. Gradually the crying stopped and the room became peaceful.

In that instant everything became clear in my mind. Laura had given birth prematurely a few weeks earlier. Her body was still extremely weak and she was unable to produce enough milk for her baby. Their financial situation was not good and they could not afford expensive formula milk.

Unable to watch her grandson cry in hunger Dorothy had quietly asked Tyler to help by bringing some of my stored breast milk during the night.