Being pregnant while you're on your late thirties wasn't something I really planned for. I was really skeptical before in terms of both my physical and mental condition and not really expecting this unexpected event. But there she was, there in my belly. After a failed marriage I found a decent guy, with all of his imperfections and mine we weave our destiny together and God gave us our miraculous girl. My mother told me how she was already planned on trying to get me to do the IVF but hesitate to do so since I wasn't really good at controlling emotions and stuff. And she was quite right since it's always been an issue and still, up until now. For our family, especially my mother, me having a girl is like an absolute must, if one might say so too. As me growing older and people start questioning (I hate how busy body people can be, while fact I spent most of my time avoiding people or meddling into their lives), some even said to my mom to get me an adopted child. It...
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