Good day Friends, it's my first in the community and I want to share with you all an unforgettable experience I had encountered in my life, which I do not think I can ever forget even if I had a memory loss.
It was in the evening of that particular day when my Mom started feeling uncomfortable, she was pregnant and with that feeling, she was so Filled with mixed emotions, not knowing what was going on with her. We all were worried, my Dad decided to take her to the hospital. They got to the hospital and then, after some series of check up, they found out that the baby inside her belly had Died. It was a heart breaking event.
We were three Boys as of then, I am actually the youngest then and we were expecting a Sister which was in the belly of my Mom forming as a human. We were ready to be with her, to protect her and to be good big Brothers to her. We just wanted her to come out from the Belly. My Mom loved the baby so much Even though the baby was not yet born. We were all desperate of the baby.
When the baby died, I kept on asking my mom and my dad, what killed her? Who killed her? I just didn't get it, how will a baby in the stomach die? Who is responsible for the death of the My sister? I cried, I wept but still to no avail. My tears couldn't bring her back. We all were just down, we didn't know what to do or say. It felt like our hope has been shattered. We were just dump and didn't know what to do.
Our Hope of Having a sister who we as Big Brothers would Cherish so much was Crashed. We were left in a Dark doom. My Mom felt the pain so much, she was the one who carried her for the 8 months she spent before dying, she knew the pains she went through and she also knows what the pregnancy too has cost her too. It was just a heart breaking experience for us all in the family.
Well, we cleaned our tears and then started moving on too. We couldn't bring her back to life, so we just had to move on with our lives. The Experience left a scar in my Heart, and whenever I remember that scar in my heart, I feel betrayed and heartbroken. Anytime I just remember about my sister, I will burst into tears. That was a chance for us to get to have a sister, yet the chance was lost.
After two years, my Mom, got pregnant again and then, we were more careful with this particular one, well, the foetus was a Boy, not a Girl. He was born and we welcomed him into the family. We wished to have a Girl in our family, but it didn't work that way for us, instead we got to have a another Boy, making us 4 Boys in the family. My parents decided not to give birth again and we remained that way.
Well, when one door closes, another opens, as the Baby died, we still had a chance to get another Baby, a Baby Brother, even though we wished for a Girl, we love and cherish this particular one that we have gotten. I will never forget the experience of the loss of my Baby sister. I just can't help with forgetting about it. It just keeps flashing into my memories.
Thank you for Stopping by, I really appreciate a lot......