08/12/2025
Back in 2022, after years of praying and waiting, I finally got pregnant. We were over the moon—planning everything, dreaming about our baby’s future, and imagining the day we would finally hold our little one.
But just a few weeks later, our world shattered.
I started bleeding… and we lost the baby.
It was the kind of pain that takes your breath away. I didn’t expect it. I couldn’t accept it. I cried every time I saw a child. I felt empty, lonely, and completely lost. I shut people out because the weight of the sadness was too heavy to carry.
But one day, I realized I couldn’t survive that pain alone.
I knelt down, opened my heart, and asked God for help.
That’s when I found a church—a place that instantly felt like home. I shared my story, and they prayed for me and my husband. In that moment, something changed in my heart. That was the beginning of my walk with the Lord. I surrendered everything, including the hope of having a child.
A year later, we visited a doctor for guidance…
and received another heartbreaking news: we may never be able to have a child again.
But this time, the pain didn’t destroy us.
We were at peace.
We accepted it.
We chose joy, even if it meant living life just the two of us.
Then, two months later, after a church celebration, I decided to take a pregnancy test because my period still hadn’t returned.
It was positive.
We were stunned. How could this be possible after everything we were told?
Only God. Only His timing.
When we surrendered completely, He gave us our miracle—our first child.
And today… we have two.
God didn’t just restore my heart—He multiplied His blessings.
He made me a mother again. He turned my tears into testimonies.
Thank You, Lord, for the miracles You have given us.
