Projectile Vomit, Miracle Babies, and a 5% Chance to Survive

Hi, I’m Maile. And I’m fine. Totally fine. The kind of fine where your toddler dumps glitter in the dog’s water bowl and everything you love sparkles with chaos.

This episode starts with jokes about tuna fish sandwiches and ends with the kind of truth that breaks you open in the best, ugliest way. My friend Tanisha ( @dropitlikeitshaute ) sits with me as I talk about Kingston—my miracle baby, the boy who wasn’t supposed to be here, and the one who taught me how to fight for light in the dark.

It’s messy, real, raw, and weirdly funny in all the places grief shouldn’t be. We talk colic, intuition, hospital hell, mother’s instinct, and the moment everything changed.

Because “fine” doesn’t mean healed—it means surviving long enough to tell the story.

🎧 Listen if you’ve ever loved someone so much that the loss rewired your soul.

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