I gave birth to my first child when I was 21 – a boy. I had no problems with the pregnancy and, although his birth was a caesarean because he was breech, everything went smoothly. I fell pregnant with my daughter two and a half years later, and once again had a trouble free pregnancy and caesarean birth. Both my children were healthy, happy kids with no problems. After my daughter was born, I experienced two miscarriages and an ectopic pregnancy which ruptured and destroyed my left tube. After this, my nine-year marriage ended.
I met a wonderful man two years later and he had no children of his own, so he happily raised my two kids. I fell pregnant a year after meeting him and sadly had another ectopic pregnancy. We were both very sad about this but put it behind us. Because the fetus had died at the top of my right tube, the doctor was able to remove it and save as much of the tube as possible. My husband and I used no contraception for the next four years and I didn’t fall pregnant again. We had been praying for a child, knowing it would have to take a miracle for an egg to travel through my tube without embedding in it, plus I was 36 and felt I was getting too old to have more children.
April 2008 we moved and my husband started working on a property. I was finding it remote and lonely, and the job I was offered wasn’t what they promised nor what I expected. I was tired and feeling very ill. I went to the local doctor to be told I was pregnant! We reluctantly booked an ultrasound for the next day to rule out ectopic pregnancy, but both of us had a sinking feeling that it was going to be a repeat of the last one. Imagine our shock and surprise when the ultrasound man put the instrument on my belly and we saw a little blob right in the middle of my womb.
We were both gobsmacked!
God had answered our prayers and given us a little miracle. It explained my mood swings and nausea, and we were over the moon. Little Evie Jane was born January 2009 by caesarean section. My husband really wanted a daughter and had her name chosen before she was confirmed to be a girl. She is the delight of our lives, and her big brother and sister, who are now 15 and 13, love her dearly too.
By Hope Gilmour