The doctors held out no hope, but we refused to give up on our baby
How can I describe the joy that wrapped around me when I realized that Hashem was gifting us with our fifth child? My husband, Yitzchok, and I were filled with gratitude and wonder. A new neshamah to guide and mold, another light in our home.
I picked up my siddur to daven, and my tefillos took on new meaning and greater intensity.
As my pregnancy progressed, my nausea tipped the charts, more intense than during my other pregnancies, and lasted well past the time it normally abated. Something didn’t feel right, and I was worried that my severe symptoms indicated a problem with the pregnancy.
When I shared my concerns with my doctor, he reassured me that everything was fine.
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