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Report of a Reader and of her difficulty while she was still pregnant. How can a pregnant woman go through such a scare and get away with it? God’s work! See her account below.
“I came here to share a little of my history with you guys… I am 28 years old and have a beautiful son, 8 years old . I got pregnant when switching from one AC to another at 19, my relationship was an unstable relationship as one would expect from age. I remember as if it were today when I got the result over the phone, I remember that I had to call several times until I understood what the positive was about, I was so nervous, not to mention the day I had to give the news to my parents… Ufaaaa arrives at me give that belly cold again, lol! Well I am one of those who believes that everything has a reason to happen, nothing happens at the wrong time… at 3 months of gestation I had a little bleedingand I was admitted to a super renowned maternity hospital here in Rio de Janeiro, there the doctor who performed my us, said he was not seeing a baby… I took my result and took my doctor who in turn explained that through that result it was a blind egg, it was close to Christmas… she decided to do a new ultrasound before taking me to the curettage room, she called the doctor who performed the ultrasound and he was already getting in his car to go, but the my doctor’s request returned to perform my exam… as soon as she introduced the device we could hear her heartbeat, she looked at me and said “my daughter asked to be born”…
It was funny that the moment I got the news that it was a blind egg, I was so sad that for a moment I had forgotten all my nervousness because I was generating a baby still feeling like one… and when I soon had the answer that he was there, alive, struggling to come to this world, it gave me a feeling of comfort and great happiness, but still I still didn’t accept my pregnancy, I didn’t caress my belly, I didn’t follow my belly growth with photos, I didn’t talk to my son as pregnant women do, I dodged known people on the streets. Finally a depression that I could not get out of it, I even screamed at home that I wanted God to take me in childbirth and my mother, in turn, desperate about my condition.
At 7 months I went through a robbery in the hall that was where there was exchange of shots, to defend myself and with the maternal extinct I threw myself on the floor on my stomach so that nothing would hit her, it was horrible, my belly was as hard as stone, cold and he poor thing hidden on one side only with the impact, with 8 months stopped at a sign near a community in Rio, another assault also with exchange of shots, a very humble family picks me up and takes them home to protect me… Finally, every month that he passed, my son showed that it was written that he was mine and I was his.
My delivery was on a Wednesday and on the previous Friday a very white discharge started to come down, and I only went to talk about it to my mother on Sunday, who as soon as she heard it called my doctor who asked her to go to her office on Monday, going to the office I took a horrible tumble, I arrived and she found that I had 1 dilation, I came home and rested, on Tuesday I started to urinate more frequently and a brown discharge came down, I called my Obstetrician and she asked me to hospitalize on Wednesday, very early, I arrived at the maternity hospital with 8 dilation , I wanted a normal delivery, but my doctor did not think it prudent because I had contraction and 8 dilation without feeling anything, came to me and said I will not try normal because I believe that he wrapped around the cord.
That said and done, he had twirled the cord 2 times, I had gained only 4 kg, had a baby of 3,980 and 51 cm and at that moment when I took my son in my arms, all that depression left, definitely our destinies were traced in the maternity. Today he is my biggest and best friend, my life! I got married again and my husband doesn’t have a son, he loves mine as if it were his, but we’ve been trying to get pregnant since August when I stopped taking my contraceptives. Funny how life plays tricks on us right ?! Eight years ago I was desperate to be generating a beautiful being and today I here in an attempt to generate another and every month that my show of grace is a frustration, I think the guy up there put me to the test you know, for I see the gift that you generate a being, to give more value … but finally I continue my attempt and as it happened the first time, I’m sure it will happen at the right time. “
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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.
