Personal Narrative: Losing A Child

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Losing A Child The lost of a child; who knew the pain? Who knew it would be a pain that could not be explained? Who knew you would have to force yourself not to cry all day and everyday? Who knew no words could take away this hurt? Who knew I would have to deal with this pain? Who knew I would be the one going through this pain? No words could ever explain the lost of a child? At only 8weeks I was excited to be expecting a child. The real joy came when I found out not was I only expecting a child, I was expecting two of them. Yes, Twins! To make it even better I learnt they were a boy and a girl. What an amazing time for me and my family! As the days pass and time was half way there, no one could wait for these babies to be born. It all started at only 22weeks the clothes, bottles, diapers, and anything a baby would need. Only to realize 2weeks later it would all be for nothing. …show more content…

Only one sac broke and that was the sac my son was in. I was told my twins had no chance to survive at only 22weeks. If i could stay pregnant 2 more weeks with a broken sac then my babies had a 50% chance to survive. So the long stay in the hospital begin for me and my babies, with my 9 year old at home. Then at 24weeks and 1 day i welcomed a 1pound 1oz baby boy and a 15oz baby girl. I would never forget the first time i seen them: they were as small as the plam of my hand. All I could hear was the life support machines that was supporting their breathing. The continuse beeps to tell doctors if they were getting enough oxygen. A sight ill never

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