Somethings are Better Dead

In 1712, I was born a healthy baby girl in Salem, Massachusetts. I was birthed into a relatively poor family that already had 4 sons, they didn't want another kid; especially not a girl. Soon all my brothers were married and had children of their own. So, when I turned 18 it was my turn.
My parents wanted me to marry a boy from our village, I did not want any part of this, but per usual my parents forced me to. Too soon, we were married and everything was ok, but soon I became pregnant and that is where my life went downhill.
I died giving birth to a healthy baby girl that she named Celine. But after what felt like a few seconds, I was back. I had come back from the dead and that wasn't the only surprise in store for me.