Amy Sue 🙂 /OHIO  –  I’ve got to be honest, I’m not sure I ever believed in God as I remained so skeptical, constantly basing my assumptions on all of the bad things that ever happened to me, and around me….and like most people, I wanted proof. In 2007 I suffered a miscarriage at 2 months, on March 21, after having wanted a baby for so long (At the time I had one child and she was 6), and I was completely devastated. I often felt like, “if there was a God, then he must really hate me, because that was a dirty little trick to play.” In 2009 I met someone and after awhile of being together we both decided that we wanted to try to have a baby (At this point my daughter is now 8 going on 9). We tried but after no luck the constant “hope” became hopeless and all I wanted to do was just give up, I felt like it would never happen and I was tired of wanting it, and besides, Kailin was now 10 years old. In August of 2010 my father was diagnosed with a stage 3 squamous cell cancer. I cared for him day in and day out until July 9, 2011 when I watched him take his last breath and lose his battle with cancer. Hours later I found myself in Kroger getting some ice and soda for my mom and as I was getting ready to check out something stopped me dead in my tracks when I saw the pregnancy tests. So I bought one. When I got home I took it in private without telling anyone. Would you believe it when I say it went positive! Did I seriously just find out I was pregnant only hours after my dad died?? At my first doctors appt. I found out I was only weeks along but that I was due on March 21st, the exact day that I miscarried back in 2007! Freaking out yet? It gets better….Upon reaching my 18 1/2 weeks of gestation, we find out that I am expecting a baby boy!! 🙂 On March 13th, at 39 weeks, my water breaks at 830am and I am sent to the hospital. At 1:22am, March 14th we welcomed a healthy baby boy, and guess what? That is my father’s BIRTHday! I named my son David Paul after my amazing father. I found out I was pregnant on the day he died…and my son was born on the day my dad was. If that is not a sign, or a hug from GOD, than I don’t know what is!! Everything I went through in my life was worth hurting, and waiting for this moment, and I know I was specifically chosen for this gift of life to carry on my dad’s life!

                                         

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  1. This was a warm and wonderful story. I am so happy the young mother realizes that her baby is definitely a wonderful gift from God. I have no doubt that it was no coincidence that his birth happened on his grampa’s birthday.

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