“It was a beautiful day and I could not find my way home.
I went into the hotel and checked in to the receptionist’s office.
Then I went to the room where I had slept and found a black man sitting in the corner crying.
He said that my mother was pregnant with my sister’s child and that she was in danger.
I thought, ‘Oh, my gosh, that is so beautiful.’
I called my sister and said, ‘Listen, I have a miscarriage and my husband is missing.
I need to tell my mother.'”
“We all had our fears, our fears that we were going to get separated,” she says.
“We were all scared and I thought that I would never see my baby again.
I felt like my life was over and I didn’t have a place to go.
I wanted to find my mom.”
“I knew that if I kept calling her, she would know, and if she found me, I would be alive.
She would call me and tell me to come home.”
It was a very tough time, as they had no way of knowing where her husband was.
“I had no idea what was going on in the hospital, and my mother had no clue,” says Chico.
“She would just say, ‘I don’t know what’s going on, but I know what is going on inside your head.'”
“I was scared and it was hard to be a parent.
My sister was crying and said to me, ‘We know what happened to your mother.
We know what your mother did to you.
I have been through this and I know your mother is the reason you are here.’
She had never seen me cry before and it just broke my heart.”
“As a mother, I had to make decisions, but at the same time, I felt that my family had a good life and I needed to go back to my mom,” says Meba.
“When I was at my daughter’s hospital, I could see my mom crying on the bed.
It was heartbreaking.”
“She was the most beautiful person I knew,” says Toni.
“It’s really hard to say that I love her more than her daughter.
I feel like I have lost everything and everything I have had.
I am still going through this.”
She also says that she had been in love with her family since her son was born and that her husband had been a very close friend of hers.
“At that point, my husband told me that I needed help.
He had a baby and I wanted him to know I love him,” she explains.
“He said that I was in need of help and that he was looking for a surrogate mother for my baby.
I asked him, ‘How is it going?’ and he told me, in a very gentle way, that I should go ahead and do it because he had a big heart.
I told him, if he is really going to do it, then I am going to be the one to do the job.
I didn. “
My daughter was born the same day as my son.
I was the one who brought the baby to the hospital.
My husband took the baby and my daughter and they were in the waiting room for a few days,” she continues.
“After a couple of days, he called and said he had to call the doctor because the baby was so big and he had missed a lot of blood.
I said, I think my baby is going to die, but he told him to go ahead because I had a lot to do.”
“Then, I called the doctor and asked for a baby name.
I had been having my son’s name on the baby chart, and it turned out that it was not Mebo.
She didn’t want to give me the baby name that was on the chart, so I told her that I didn: Meboo.
She gave me Mebala and I told them that Mebi was the baby’s name.”
“The first thing I told the doctors was, ‘Let me hold the baby,’ and they started giving me fluids,” says Bola.
“Then I was taken to the maternity ward.
I remember crying for a long time and crying my eyes out.
I could hear the doctors laughing.
I knew that this is the mother I wanted, but it was such a huge shock.
I still don’t understand what happened.
I don’t even know if I should cry anymore.”
“When we arrived in the maternity hospital, they were not ready for me,” she remembers.
“They were so nervous.
They were trying to keep me calm, but they didn’t know how to calm me down.
I tried to talk to them, but my voice was very low.
They didn’t understand how I was saying anything and I was trying to explain that I had miscar