My name is Portia. I got married in August 2013 to my best friend, and the love of my life. He is the most amazing person I have ever known.
I got pregnant two weeks after my wedding and as you can imagine I was the happiest person on earth! I was due in May 2014 but in February 2014, the unthinkable happened. It all started Friday after work. I was having abdominal pains but I thought it was normal because I have fibroids. However, on Saturday morning, I was still experiencing the pain, so my hubby and I decided to go to the hospital After telling the doctor what was happening to me, he informed us, it was “degenerating fibroids” so I was given an injection and asked to go home. That evening, we went back to the hospital because the pain had still not subsided. We met a different doctor who prescribed some drugs for me and we were asked to go back home. Then on Sunday, the pain became unbearable! Once again, we went back to the hospital and met a different doctor.
“Are you bleeding?” he asked
“No. I’m not” I responded
He asked me to lie down and that’s when I realised I was bleeding! I heard him tell my husband
“Your wife is in labour”
“No that’s impossible. I’m due in May.” I interjected.
He insisted I was and asked the nurses to wheel me to the labour ward. I was confused and shocked all at once. True to the doctor’s words, I really was in labour and by 6pm that day, I delivered a baby boy who came who came out leg down instead of head down! Sadly, he had to be put in the incubator because he was obviously premature. I was discharged on Tuesday without my baby who was still in the incubator. I would go visit him every morning and evening.
On Friday evening when I arrived at the hospital, the nurse asked where my husband was. I told her he was in the office and so she asked me to call him because the way our son was breathing was not good. Just as you would imagine, my son went to the Lord a week after delivery. I was shuttered.
In June that same year, I got pregnant again but suffered a miscarriage when I was five weeks in.I got pregnant again in August that same year and in February 2015, I started to experience the same pain from my first pregnancy .This time, I had changed hospitals so I quickly went to the hospital and I was admitted for two weeks. Thank God this time I carried my pregnancy to term and delivered a boy in May!
I got pregnant again in 2016 and was admitted again for 3 days. Fortunately, everything turned out well and I delivered TWINS through CS. My mum who had been my only help up until now, suffered a mild stroke a month before delivery. How exactly was I going to cope with a toddler and twins all by myself? Hubby had to go to work so it wasn’t easy at allllll. Sometimes I would get really sad and cry. Fortunately, help came. My cousin and hubby’s nephew came and helped and ohhh what a relief! They left when the twins were about 5 months so I had to carry them along when dropping off and picking up my first from school. It was tough! I was always tired! And then guess what? I found out I was PREGNANT AGAIN when the twins were 7 months old. So far, that has been my only stress-free pregnancy. Tawiah (my last born) will be one this month. All my kids are boys. The first is 4, the twins are 2 and the last is 1
I had to go on two years leave with out salary which expired in July and will see if I will go back or start something on my own. So that is my story.