Back at one

As I drove down the tunnel, my stomach ached. When I got home, my husband still hadn't come home. At 10 a.M. He arrived. I slapped him and yelled "Why did you do this to me!???" My husband said sorry. Suddenly the blood flowed down my legs uncontrollably, a large puddle on the floor, I sat down, both terrified and bitter. I went to the bathroom and called my doctor. The doctor told me to run over immediately to check. I brought my bvs and took a taxi to the hospital. The result is 50% dissection of the fetus, the possibility of not keeping the baby. The image around me was black, I opened my eyes but couldn't see anything. I cried at the hospital. The doctor said that now, just keep injecting prenatal care and then go there or go there, telling me to stay in bed for this time with limited movement.

I took a taxi home in a very sad mood. Back to where I went to bed. Every time I go to the toilet, blood rushes out, making me so scared that I don't dare to go to the toilet. In that moment, I was determined to ignore it all. No matter where my husband goes. I am sad and resentful. I just want to keep the baby. Because they are my blood, after all, more important now than a partner.

I was bedridden according to the doctor's instructions, walking only when absolutely necessary. I eat and drink in bed to limit exercise. I don't say anything more to my husband, I don't want the unstable emotions at this time to harm the baby. This time my husband came home early, played with Cadie and asked me questions. I choose to be silent.

After more than a week of immobility, I went back to the hospital to check. Fortunately, the baby has gradually stabilized. I was so happy that I burst into tears of emotion. I finally got to keep the baby. I told myself I may not be good at being a wife, but I must be good at being a mother.

The day I gave birth, my husband Alfie dropped me off at the hospital and went back to work. The doctor pulled out Alfie, who was still curled up in the amniotic sac. The baby cried at the hospital. Too big of a mouth. It is still giving the baby to the mother to look at, then weigh and clean the baby. After 8 hours of recovery, I was able to go back to my room with my baby. I lay down to look at the baby. On the baby's forehead there is a birthmark that looks like Harry Potter and will turn red when he cries. It's strange, I don't know if it's because of the pregnancy that it became like that or not. I blame myself for being stupid for letting my emotions affect the life of the fetus. I said to the baby "I'm sorry.."

I called Cadie home facetime. She asked, "Have you seen me yet?". I said "yes" and turned the camera to show Cadie Alfie. At that moment I knew that the big sky outside could not compare to my small sky, where two babies were born in my belly.

I tried to move around so I could go home. Miss Cadie so much. The doctor examines the panic:

- "why are you gone?".

- "Because I can't go to the bathroom on the bed, I use the normal toilet."

- "Losing me, I always act on my own"

After 4 days in the hospital, I was able to go home. My husband came to pick me up. I put the baby in the crib basket (soft crib in the form of a bag) and stopped by the supermarket to buy some extra gloves so that the baby wouldn't scratch the skin. When I got to the door, I put the bassinet on the ground and called Cadie out:

- "Ỏ ... You're cute, tiny" - Cadie said

-" Cadie must love you" - I said

- "Dammit"

Oh my gosh my baby girl. Normally, I see the youngest in the family, but after having her, I saw Cadie grow up. Seeing her smile because she became the second sister, I love it so much that I can't describe it. It's good that the children have come to their mother's side.

Alfie is a child who is not easy to please. Grandparents say that when pregnant, if the mother is not pregnant, the baby will be born stubborn. I had this profound experience with Alfie. I don't understand why I sleep so little. I can't sleep at night either day or night. The nannies come and go because they can't stand the frequency. I changed to the 14th nanny and it was fine. It was also the nanny who stayed with me the longest and also the one who witnessed what I went through.

After the family has more children, Cadie is very happy. She wants me to grow up to play with her. At this time, I am not working, staying at home to take care of my children and make pictures of them to post on Elly's Babies. (before the birth of Alfie, the page name was Cadie Cutie) The days when the children cried non-stop but my husband did not come back, I was so sad that I burst into tears. On the TV came the song:

"One, you're like a dream come true

Two, just wanna be with you

Three, girl, it's plain to see

That you're the only one for me

And four, repeat steps one through three" - the song that my husband sang for me on my wedding day.

I propose a divorce.

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