The history of my Home.

Family is the most important thing for me, from the first moment I knew I was going to be a mother everything in my life changed, it is as if there is nothing in the world that can distract you from your goal of being the best mother in the world. The parties, the friends, the trips, everything takes a back seat. Even the way you shop changes, you no longer buy things for yourself but everything is for your children, a new pair of pajamas, a bottle, milk, diapers and in the supermarket the cart is filled with compotes, cereals and fruits for the baby.

I still remember as if it were yesterday when I received in my hands a yellow envelope from the nurse at the laboratory where I took the pregnancy test, at that moment I did not open it, I just left and walked a few blocks, I just left thinking about God, giving him that decisive moment in his hands, that it would be what he wanted and not what I wanted for me.

When I had gone about 4 blocks I stopped suddenly and just opened the envelope that said "positive", can you imagine for a moment where I stood, can you imagine what people would have said if they had seen me jumping for joy as if I were crazy, because inside me I just remember that I was overcome with a great emotion, I did not know what to do, I did not know how to act, I was a real mother, really, really.

I continued walking and got on the bus, I was no longer alone, I was accompanied by my first son, God only knows how much I had wanted him in recent months. As soon as my husband arrived I told him the news, I remember we cried, we shared the news with the family and we began to make plans to give our baby the best.

I was very calm, I knew that I could count on a good and honest man, that with his example he would teach our son good things so that he would be a good human being.

My whole family was very happy, it was about time we had our first baby and thus bless the home we had built with so much effort. The first thing I did was to have a check-up with a wonderful doctor that my coworkers had recommended to me, she was a real sweetheart and everything went well.

The following month I had to go through a bad family moment because my nephew Bryan, who had been battling a terrible disease (Leukemia) since he was 5 years old, sadly passed away at the age of 8 years old.

Bryan had been like my son until that moment, he was my sister Gloria's son and together we took care of him during those 3 years, we practically lived locked up in the Domingo Luciani hospital in Petare, taking care of him and watching him as he was leaving us little by little. But well, they say that God's timing is perfect, I will never forget that phrase when I see that God takes my Bryan but sends me my first son. That compensated a little bit for the pain and sadness I felt in my heart. Israel came to fill that void, thanks to his arrival I could occupy my mind, I could see that life went on and I smiled again.

The pregnancy was going normally until the sixth month when I was walking down a street in Petare and suddenly I felt a strong pain in my uterus, it was as if something had torn, I was completely paralyzed and waited a few minutes while the pain went away, little by little I walked until I got on the bus and arrived home.

The next day we went to the doctor and the doctor gave us bad news, I had a previous templasen, so I had to take care of myself and have absolute rest. The last few months I went out little, I dedicated myself to stay at home, relax, do many things to the baby, paint his room with beautiful drawings of the series Winnie the Pooh and his friends. I loved those comics.

I only wanted to give my son the best, so I bought him the most beautiful things I could get, I also received beautiful gifts from my friends and family. I truly believe that Israel was blessed from the first day of his conception.

To be continued...

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