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. The doctors said she was lucky to still be carrying one of them, considering that she was thirty-five and sick to begin with. My mother sat me down and told me that she still loved me but she had been trying to become pregnant with her boyfriend for almost six years now and she never thought she’d have another child. This baby would be special everyone said, but I didn’t feel any better. For weeks I didn’t speak to my mother because I felt that she had betrayed me in some peculiar way by becoming pregnant and that she no longer loved me as much.

Approximately three months into the pregnancy my mom miscarried one of the babies and was bedridden for the rest of the pregnancy. Why did my mother need another child? Wasn’t I enough? Then one day it all changed.