LIGHT AT THE END OF THE TUNNEL

Sometimes when you go through hard times it is difficult to see the light at the end of the tunnel. You feel like nothing will ever go right, that perhaps happiness was not meant for you. This was me four years ago. I can honestly say it was the darkest time of my life. After struggling to conceive I managed to fall pregnant, only to lose the baby at 18 weeks. I went into a severe depression and broke up with my partner. I knew I had to accept that I would probably never have children. About a year of counselling, learning to love myself again and lots of prayer followed. Out of the blue I met the man of my dreams who said he knew from the moment he met me that I would be his forever girl. We had been together for eight months when we went away for a long weekend. While I thought I had a big surprise for him, he was planning something too. He proposed at the end of an evening walk on the beach. I took the opportunity to tell him that we were going to be parents. We weren’t even trying! Now we are the proud parents of a little girl called Mireille which means “miracle” in French. Every time we look at her we see how blessed we are. She truly is our miracle baby.