A Thanksgiving Story

Here’s a little story for all of you that read my blog:
Eight years ago, after two emergency c-sections and months of living with an open wound on my abdomen, my husband and I decided we would have no more children: I did not heal well, I was getting older. In February of this year, we found out that, despite contraception, we were very pregnant. We were happy, worried and very scared. By March, I started to lose the pregnancy. We were heartbroken. My then doctor sent me home to wait for the inevitable. I went home but to look for another doctor: I opened the yellow pages and started calling around. The first office I called gave me an appointment and in we went. I went home with hope, this time, and a very long list of medicines and care.
Months have passed by and we have never felt more support! We moved to Xalapa and people that had only known her for a month had a shower to help welcome the baby and have a circle of good hopes and positive energy. Our wonderful friends back home sent a “babyshower in a box” with all their love! People who read the blog sent emails with good wishes.
After 38 weeks of pain, scares, bed rest, etc., but with so much good energy on our side, we went to the hospital (Centro Medico de Xalapa) at 7 a.m. on Saturday, November 1st (All Saints Day). I went into the OR at 8 a.m., my husband was with me. At 9 a.m. we were blessed with the strong cries of the new addition to our family: healthy and strong. I stayed in the OR for a while longer: my stomach was fused to the uterus. If the pregnancy had been terminated, if I had had a miscarriage, went into labor or tried VBAC (vaginal delivery after cesarean), it would have torn the two organs apart and internal bleeding would have ensued.
Needless to say, this THANKSGIVING had a special meaning to us this year! We are all well, healthy, and we know how incredibly lucky we are for having so many friends and so much love!
We are THANKFUL for:
Our extraordinary Doctor (Dr. Ruiz Vargas) for his knowledge, care and being there all the time, from each scan to the OR (over 2 hours).
All the Nurses for their care and compassion.
For all strangers and friends who sent their blessings, good vibes, positive energy and good tidings.
For our families for being here, taking care of my family while we couldn’t.
For my husband, for taking all in stride and being my strength when I most needed him.
For God, for guiding our steps towards the right decisions and giving us the strength to not give up, to give a good fight.
For LIFE!