My Miracle Baby!
When I was 18, my gyno told me there was absolutely no chance I could get pregnant. My uterus is heart shaped, and sits right on top of my cervix. When I was 24, I managed to get pregnant, but miscarried at 8 weeks. It was awful, and I spent a full year depressed. I wanted that child more than I could ever express in words. When I was 26, I conceived again. I found out when I was rushed to the ER with kidney failure. The on duty doctor practically begged me to abort, but I refused. My pregnancy required a lot of monitoring and care, but I refused to lose another child. I promised my "Wee One" that no matter what, if he'd hang in there, I'd do whatever it took. Even through diabetes, preeclampsia, SELF's disease, and on the verge of kidney failure, I brought my son into this world. He's healthy as a horse and as bright as can be. I'm still working on getting my health back in shape, but I never for a moment regretted my decision to keep him. He's my miracle.