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In the morning of the 31st of May 2012, my son Kevin was born. I will never forget that moment when I first got to hold him, he was tiny, peaceful and innocent, just a perfect little boy. When I kissed his little forehead, I wanted the world to stand still, and keep this perfect moment frozen forever.
I am a single mother. I decided I wanted a child when I was 34 years old. I haven’t found the one by then and I was afraid I will never meet a man capable of being my one and only, the father of my children, my true love. Every little girl has this dream of meeting the perfect husband, having three beautiful children and a nice cozy home with a "welcome" mat in front door. I knew it was a little too late for me to make this dream become a reality, but I still didn’t want to give up the dream of being a mother. I always knew I wanted to be a mother, the matter of raising a child since youth, and being able to imply characteristics, and morals you think are important for a child growth always seemed like a fairytale. That’s why I didn’t let this little hurdle keep me down, I was still a healthy woman who had options, so I got pregnant using sperm donor. After the consultation with a doctor in the sperm bank regarding the most suitable way for me to get pregnant, which was the regular one, no IVF or surrogate needed; I received by email a list of about 7 potential sperm donors, and I had to choose one of them. It was very stressful because with each case you could find something that could possibly go wrong, eventually I found the perfect match; a law student with brown hair and hazel eyes who comes from a Spanish origin, no history of heart and brain diseases. From then on the month flew by and I gave birth to my little miracle.
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...n allergic reaction to air, maybe he was having a stroke, and maybe his heart was failing. Things that certainly weren't the cause of his symptoms, but worried mothers aren’t rational, and there is only one person that can calm a worried mother… the doctor!
The first thing I did was call the pediatrician and schedule a meeting as soon as possible, which fortunately was at 8am that morning, next thing I did was cancel work for the next few days. I prepared Kevin for the meeting, he was so tired and sick he barley talked and reacted to the world. We went straight away. When I come to think of it now, it wasn’t the best thing for me to drive, my mind was running scenarios of what can go wrong at the doctor's office. When we arrive the practice was empty we were the first patients of the day. We Entered Mr. Bar's office and he without even examining him had a diagnoses

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