#failed yesterday

[maladaptivewriting]

when someone recommends a fic to me but i randomly decided one day that the fic was my opp (i’ve never read it) and so i consider recommendations of it to be a personal insult (i have no idea what it’s about)

[tethlimom-blog]

Part 2

The week my daughter was born we had been invited to a Holy Convocation. Their theme was "Lord I Trust you". We were two days into holy convocation, baby and I were having a blast. God's glory moved freely in the church and if you held up your arms the air was thick. Baby was having a blast too. She would be kicking up a storm in my womb when we had our praises. the next day, friday, we wouldn't be able to go due to my husband's work schedule. I woke up late around 9 am. I was tired and had a slight headache. I got up made breakfast and went back to bed to rest. I finally started my day at midday. I went over to my mom's house, just to visit. When I was getting ready to come home my back started hurting. I told my mom and she said it was normal, I didn't pay much attention to it and went back home to get dinner ready. My hubby got home and I told him about my aches and pains. We prayed over it and stayed up a couple of hours before going to bed. I woke up at 1:20 am. Which would be usual since I pregnant I always woke up at night. But when I tried going back to sleep I felt baby pushing down. I woke up my hubby and asked him if he could take me to the hospital. When I got there they immediately rushed me into a room. I was told I would have the baby that night since I had practically opened completely. I was an emotional wreck then. I tried to gather myself up. But the doctors came in to talk to me as what we would try and do for baby. Both my husband and I said to do any means to save our child. He looked reluctant, and explained that at 24 weeks the baby is considered viable. My Lil girl was 22weeks. And so my micro preemie was born at 22 weeks. The first thing I saw was her little hand. Then the rest of her. She was precious. Fully formed, full set of thick hair, and thick eyebrows. And she let out a tiny cry. The whole time I only prayed to Jesus to save her. My husband and mom (she had gotten there a few minutes before birth) also prayed. moneekflores hecallsmelovely