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It's been weeks since the implant took place... weeks!

Oh God. The mere thought of it stressed me more than I should be.

The friendly doctor had said it would only take a few days, at most a week before we'd know if the procedure worked or not.

After the first week, I had gone to him, struggling to hold back my tears as I asked if anything might be wrong.

"You need not worry, ma'am," he had said with a compassionate smile. A week is the least. If it takes more than a couple of months, that's when there might be an issue."

I really hoped it wouldn't take months. I prayed that it wouldn't take up to a month but here I was, few days to a month, still waiting and hoping.

The doctor had stressed that I should not stress myself and to get enough rest but how could I do that when I constantly needed to be by my baby's side?

I stayed with Amie day and night. To elude the endless worry that came with the thought that were still waiting to see if the procedure worked, I threw myself into caring for Amie as I should. Dennis, when he sensed my worry and I finally opened up to him, had said, "Be hopeful, love. Be hopeful. I already see a mini version of you and Amie prancing around the house."

I decided to listen to him and believe. I then began to prepare for the new baby but the doubts never ceased to creep in.

I'd read stories of people like me who tried this method but it didn't work for them which led to the death of their loved one.

I would shake my head each time the thought sneaked in and replay Dennis's words in my head.

time went on, my cause of worry doubled as the hospital and care bills began to multiply

Dennis never complained about paying the bills, I knew I had to

something about the guilt that gnawed at me everyday. He works so hard only to pour all his earnings in paying her bills. It's unfair. There was only so much a man could shoulder. Especially for a child that wasn't

have no choice in this," he had said countless times but I knew he could not just be cool with it. There would be dark thoughts that he

about getting a job but that would mean less or close to no time with Amie. Also, if- when I get pregnant, I would still have to take a maternity leave. I knew that wouldn't sit well with whichever firm I get a job at that I have to take a maternity

and discussed with him. He told me the requirements for the withdrawal of my fixed deposits and informed me that I'd need to be present

the night with

aches and all types of pain. At some point, she said she couldn't sleep, so I stayed up and kept her company. read to her and painted with

the first rays of sunlight peeked into her room,

the opportunity and

the things I would need to

I stood for a

I gaped at the

Let

seen. Eventually, rushed forward to join the line when a man who just stepped in, walked past me and headed

less is better than a number more, I told

and watched the line move from where I stood at the back. Sometimes,

until my stomach started to grumble that I remembered that I

I remember placing it right on the kitchen counter before I

it would stop my stomach from twisting to cruelly, I contemplated leaving the line to get something

return, I'd

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