By Derrek Q
My wife and I had been trying to have children for almost six years. We tried everything.
Then in 2015, we found out she was expecting. We were overjoyed. We planned, renovated, and got everything ready for our little bundle of joy. Two months into the pregnancy, the doctor told us the surprising news. Twins. Not one, but two. We couldn't be happier, scared, and nervous. We went through everything again getting ready for two more family members. Two cribs, two car seats, two high chairs. Everything was coming together.
Then the unthinkable happened. One had died in the womb. We were devastated. The next day, we lost the second twin. We were heartbroken. Then my wife developed a hemorrhage. Surgery right away. I almost lost her too. She barely survived. We were told it was highly unlikely she would ever conceive again. Our hopes and dreams were taken from us in less than a week.
After a year-long recovery, we started getting back to normal. One morning, my wife was very ill. I took her to the DR. After a few tests, the doctor informed us she was pregnant. We were stunned. So after nine months of bed rest, on January 3rd, 2017 at 2:30pm, our daughter was born. Happy and healthy. Mom did just great, happy and healthy as well. Our family was finally whole. After the devastation we went through to the miracle we were blessed with, I had to commemorate our little miracle and the day our family became whole.