I stayed seated. My father walked over and kicked my chair hard from behind, making me f a. l l backwards. I landed on my pregnant belly and my water b r oke all over the floor. My mom…

I stayed seated. My father walked over and kicked my chair hard from behind, making me f a. l l backwards. I landed on my pregnant belly and my water b r oke all over the floor. My mom…

” Our daughter entered the world at 3 lb 14 o 8 weeks early. They whisked her away immediately to the niku and I only caught a glimpse of her tiny body before she disappeared behind a wall of medical equipment and specialists. The doctor assured me she was breathing on her own, a positive sign, but she would need intensive care for several weeks.

Daniel went with her while they finished attending to me. When he returned, his eyes were red, but his voice remained steady. She’s beautiful and strong, fighting like her mother. I wanted to see her desperately, but I was still too weak to move. The doctor said I could visit the niku in a few hours once I’d stabilized. Until then, all I could do was lie in the hospital bed, my body aching, my heart aching more at being separated from my newborn.