I woke up in a whole different room. It was dark. I cut the light on. I looked to my left and seen a white basket. I looked to my right and seen Trent was sleep. I cried like a baby. I wanted my mommy.
I called my mother in law she was out at the movies. I called my mom all I said was that I was at the hospital. Again I'm high off these medications but it seemed like she bust through the door not even 5 minutes later. She had my Aunt Gaye Lynn with her.
"Are you okay?" She asked "Yes mam" I replied "I thought you had a pudge when I seen you in the shower. Where is she?" She asked "I think that's her over there in that basket" ( yes y'all they had my deceased baby in a basket
Something like that ☝🏽) My mom walked over to her and picked her up while unwrapping her, to get a full view. "oooh Tia she looks just like Trent!" My mom gave her to me. This time I was fully aware and not drowsy. She and my Aunt were making phone calls to the family.
I looked at my baby girl. The thing I noticed right away is that she had my long skinny fingers. She had fat cheeks. She was 11" She wasn't even a pound! The bracelet they gave her could fit on my pinky. I just sat there and admired my baby. ( Below is a picture of her headband yes that was the size of her head! Her hospital band, her bracelet and the measuring tape they had her on)
The nurse came in, checking my blood pressure. She told my mom my baby stayed alive for 2 hours #fighter
"What are you going to name her?" My mom asked. I looked at her and knew right away... "Ma what's Aunt Di middle name?" ( I have 4 aunts and 3 uncles I can't keep up with everybody's life lol) "Denise" my mom said. "Okay well since she's a fighter just like Aunt D.D. I'm gonna name her after her"
* I'm not going to get into details with my Aunt D.D's business, but she's been kicking cancers butt since she told me in 2007. I love her so much. I'm always picking on her and she man handles me lol. She is and will ALWAYS be my hero, because not 1 time has she ever thrown in the towel. Nobody can walk the you are walking, that's why God gave YOU the shoes. It's all apart of His plan. He works in mysterious ways!!!! Keep fighting Prune Ella 👊🏽👊🏽👊🏽
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Non-FictionI am sharing a precious true story of my 2 miscarriages back to back. I lost faith, went through depression and was ready to give up.... But God! I pray this encourages someone's life. All rights reserved © Tia Bri Anna