I have been living with my husband in a common-law marriage for 5 years now. We have been thinking about getting married for a long time, and it’s time to have children, but nothing works out with either of us yet.
I even went to doctors for examinations. They found some abnormalities, but they said that even with them there is a chance of getting pregnant.
My husband and I are trying. We planned a wedding in six months. And then maybe we’ll be lucky to have kids. By the way, we stopped using birth control a long time ago. Babies were our dream. I had problems with my cycle a long time ago, so I did not pay attention to delays. And then lately, my husband noticed my excessive mood swings. Went to the drugstore and bought a pregnancy test. Before that, we were constantly watching for it, but lately we’ve kind of fallen off the wagon.
I took the test and couldn’t believe my own eyes. Pregnant! We immediately made an appointment for an ultrasound. The doctors confirmed our hunch. I even cried from happiness. We were finally going to be parents. I couldn’t even believe in such a miracle.
And when he got over the emotions again began to take common sense, we remembered the planned wedding. It was winter, the 10th week of pregnancy, and the pre-wedding festivities. It wasn’t quite what I had dreamed of, but it was still atmospheric. My husband was afraid for my condition, so he suggested moving the engagement to May. There would still be time before the birth, even though my belly would be bulging. So be it. It’s more pleasant that way. In the meantime, I need to come to my senses from such a dramatic change.
Although the pregnancy was the first, but it was quiet. In time, I learned that I would give birth to a girl. Meanwhile, preparations for the engagement party were in full swing. I invited guests, chose a restaurant, and bought a gorgeous dress. My relationship with my husband got even better. We were both now in anticipation of something big.
Time flew by unnoticed. And before long I was standing at the altar, just as I had dreamed since childhood. Even my husband could not hold back tears. Here we are standing at the ceremony, my hands were shaking, and my feet were shaking, but I was happy.
I listen to see if, by chance, the child responds to these celebrations. No, silence. I even got a little worried. Usually at this age you can already hear the tremors in the belly. Nothing here. After the registry office, I was overwhelmed with emotion. We began to congratulate relatives and close friends, as suddenly I felt a sharp pain in the stomach. I had no idea how I would realize that the contractions had started, but the realization came on its own. I took a step back and saw a puddle underneath me. Everyone fell silent.
Next, someone yelled out that they had to call an ambulance because I was in labor.
They took me to the car right away, gave me water and even shoved some pills. It was so scary, because I had no idea what to do in such cases. This was my first time giving birth. And it was only 36 weeks pregnant – too early to deliver. Finally, an ambulance arrived.
– This is the first time we’ve ever taken someone away from a wedding,” the doctor said. Such words made me feel even worse. But the nurses assured me that everything is fine. It happens. That’s life, you can’t guess. All that time my husband was by my side. The doctor tried to joke a few more times to make me feel better, but I didn’t feel like laughing. The next thing we knew, we were stuck in traffic. This made things even more difficult. I couldn’t believe it.
– You can’t have the baby yet. It’s not time yet,” the doctor said when he examined me in the maternity hospital. I was at a loss here.
– What am I supposed to do now? I am in labor!
– Well, I have to give birth. I couldn’t help it.
They took me to the delivery room. The guests stayed in the corridor with my husband. The doctors tried to help me for a long time, but the opening didn’t get any bigger-the cervix was still rigid. I didn’t expect that at all. My daughter’s heartbeat also began to deteriorate. So many problems in one day! It was decided that I would have a c-section. I would not give birth on my own. I was only warmed by the thought that in one day I managed to become both wife and mother.
Then everything happened under anesthesia, so I did not even see my daughter after she was born. My husband was the first one to take her in his arms. He cried so much that the doctors even shed a tear. The next day, I had the honor to hold the baby. It was the best moment I’ve ever had in my life. What a wedding gift! All the guests now congratulated me not only on the marriage, but on the birth of my daughter. Does it take more than that to be happy? I think that’s enough!
What do you see happiness in?
