We all know that having a child in the womb is hard. In 9 months they carried it. It was hard to move properly and the two of them were still eating.
I have a girlfriend and I got her pregnant. Honestly, as far as I know, I don't seem to want to. First I went to another country. It just didn’t go ahead because of a medical failure. So I didn't continue even if I could fix it. Second, I still support my parents. I already have a son with my first wife (set aside for that). I have accepted that I will be able to have children again.
I invited him to come with me so I could take care of them at the same time. She will be my wife and we will have a baby. I did not fail to take care of them. She has a job and I have scheduled in the morning so that we can go home almost at the same time. Sometimes I told her to go with her family when I was scheduled at night.
Days, weeks, and months have passed. My wife was about to give birth. Shortly after his due date, she was still at work. And I am also working hard for her childbirth. I rarely take a day off just to raise money for her childbirth.
I was at work during those hours when my sister-in-law called me. He said that my wife was taken to the hospital because she was already in pain and was about to give birth. I immediately said goodbye to the supervisor, manager, and head of the HR dept. I said there was an emergency and I needed to get home. I was immediately allowed even though we had a lot of events that day.
I just took a taxi so that I could get to where I was going immediately. There were no relatives of her when I was there to accompany her. She was the only one there and already inside the delivery room. For me, that is no problem even if no one goes to them. I am also thankful because somehow she was taken to the hospital safely.
I told the security guard what I had to do to get in and find out my wife’s situation. I was just told to wait in the waiting area and the patient's name would be called. I waited a long hour. I can't be bothered anymore. So I went back to the guard to ask and say if I could come in and find out my husband's situation. The guard didn't agree so I decided to just wait so I wouldn't get into a fight. I almost fell asleep while waiting for a seat accompanied by heavy rain.
Soon my wife's name was also called. I was sent to the nurse section to prepare the baby's supplies. I did it right away. I entered the delivery room and saw my wife and my baby. I cried with joy. I am so happy to see that they are in order. I immediately kissed my wife even though she still smelled of blood ha, ha, ha. I immediately cared about our baby, which I estimate is only the size of a 1.5 liters bottle.
It was only a few days and we were home. I took care of everything we needed to get out of the hospital.
Our baby’s name is Princess Brianna. She is 1 year and 6 months old. It seems like it was just when she was just released from the hospital. Now she's so weird.
That's all for now. Thank you for reading my article. Until next.
