When I think a mistake of mine would have captured me from the hands of the greatest happiness of my life, my body creaked and swollen with cold sweat. As today, 4 years ago, I learned that I was pregnant. We were both happy for this blessing that would change our lives, until in the 4th month, I received a news that cut off my enthusiasm in the middle. After the ultrasound, the doctor saw me regretfully and told me that the baby I was born had problems.
Imagine for a moment my condition. The world collapsed me and nothing was done. I lifted my eyes to heaven and asked for an explanation. Why did my child, my first joy, be born ill? Anyway, for the moment I did not think about abortion. Mother's instinct told me that whatever he came, he would enjoy life, and for nothing in the world, would not stop his birth.
My husband was the first man to tell me to abort him, but my perseverance was scary and I did not hear anybody. Neither the family who tried to fill me with hundreds of reasons, telling me that I was young, I would try again, that he did not deserve to live like that.
To tell the truth, none of these influenced my decision. I'll keep it. God had a plan, so who am I to change?
When I arrived in the 9th month, the same doctor again told me with regret that the baby inside my belly had problems.
The days passed, and my people, even my closest relatives, started to brag about my decision, so that I chose to drastically say that I would only grow.
The day came when I was born. Between fear, anxiety and happiness, I saw my daughter, a baby who enjoyed full health! I have not felt proud of any of my decisions until that day. I could see and cry for joy. I tortured the idea that I could have been aborted! How could I deny a life to this angel?
More than me, this thought tortured my husband and family for a long time. Those who today have a 4-year-old granddaughter, who holds the energy of the whole world and has the eyes of love. Today, they apologize to me and her. I forgave, of course yes! If I did not hear the inner voice and would not believe the instinct that was born so suddenly, then I would not forgive only one person. Yourself!
