Lying on the hospital bed trying to catch some sleep I watch her run in with her little Angel.
It broke my heart seeing her looking so desperate.
She tried so safe her life, she shouted for help, her little angel was dying slowly.
She was restless, extremely.
I wished I was strong enough to walk up to her, but since I couldn't I had to lie still on my bed saying some words of prayer for her little angel.
Thanks to God that the doctor was around and so medications was immediately administered to her.
Food was brought to her to aid the medication work faster but she vomited everything out.
I watched the mother's face and I saw fear, despair, fright and all of sort.
She hasn't slept, she is still awake as I write this.
What breaks me more is that she is a teacher because I saw her marking books.
I am already imagining how she will make it to her place of work by today when the moon finally gives space for the sun to glow.
I pray her sweet princess gets well soon, that's my earnestly prayer for her.
While writing I just conclude that mothers are priceless.
Respect your parents they've gone through a whole lot for you.
They've sacrifice a lot for you.
You have no right whatsoever to make them feel bad or regret having you.
This is from the desk of a Lady who will be a mother soon.
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