Life is like that, regardless of religion, when God wants … It is and ready! And He wanted to. He wanted our family to come together, strengthen and grow spiritually with the new baby … And so we did. Today we are stronger, more united and more focused on what happens around us. A virus that brought down the four of us gave brilliant and unexpected news. Another baby to make you happy. And a thousand thoughts came together, of course!
Preparation of space at home, space for another seat in the car, space in our heart (but this one was already reserved, it doesn’t even count)… We managed, after using our engineer portion, tuuuudo stayed in its right place! Then prenatal care starts and visits to doctors, ultrasound, blood tests, the desire to eat more and more, adaptation of clothes and more things.
5 weeks, a few days and an ectopic pregnancy . A risky pregnancy (only for the baby), isthmic pregnancy. In other words, the baby was implanted in the wrong place , well below what it should be. A little colic, a bleeding that scared, and it wasn’t even that bad. Serious was the position of the embryo, located close to the scar of the last caesarean sections and in the blink of an eye and he would leave. Anyway … Absolute rest, with a phone book under the foot of the bed to deflect the law of gravity. Weekly follow-up, embryo growing and developing normally, just out of place. And then we discover that we are only divine instruments, that we follow what life gives us. We just pretend to have the domain, but we are guided by a bigger and super powerful Being.
Without mimimi, and without sadness (which is very difficult) I count that our little one has accomplished his mission. Only 7 weeks, but a very important mission and we understand that it had to be. The people who are here need us all, they need our strength. It’s time to go back to “go see”… And this is how we stay: Firm and Strong! Aaaah! I did tuuuudo again (same sex, the one without protection, that big, pulled, to breed) … And I brought the baby for good! But I end this way: Without mimimi, without sadness and much less pity! He was just leaving. This is a topic on the previous page and now it ‘s time to accumulate good vibe and a lot of love to face what lies ahead.
Of course, sharing here with you is already part of that moment, it brings a little comfort, after all, sharing always reduces pain and therefore, no regrets. Let’s learn what the baby came to teach. This in 2010, now André (the number 3 and last of my boys) is already 1 year and 8 months old and fills our lives with more love.
Janaína Costa Marson Landscape Designer, Jardineira, mother of 3 boys, husband of Alê Blogueira from www.testdrivemami.com & www.casadefazdeconta.com
My name is Dr. Alexis Hart I am 38 years old, I am the mother of 3 beautiful children! Different ages, different phases 16 years, 12 years and 7 years. In love with motherhood since always, I found it difficult to make my dreams come true, and also some more after I was already a mother.
Since I imagined myself as a mother, in my thoughts everything seemed to be much easier and simpler than it really was, I expected to get pregnant as soon as I wished, but it wasn’t that simple. The first pregnancy was smooth, but my daughter’s birth was very troubled. Joana was born in 2002 with a weight of 2930kg and 45cm, from a very peaceful cesarean delivery but she had already been born with congenital pneumonia due to a broken bag not treated with antibiotics even before delivery.