At that moment I didn't know that months later, my happiness would change. After going to the doctor, I went home, but this time I didn't have good news. The doctor told me I was at high risk of losing my baby. I really didn't know what to think at that moment, I was so confused, sad and angry at myself at the same time. “Was it something I did that made all this possible?” I was wondering. “How will I tell my daughter?” she was so excited to be “the big sister.” Later that afternoon I received a call from the doctor's office, they wanted to see me the next day in the morning. When I arrived, they took me to a room, I waited there for almost 10 minutes, the longest minutes of my life. The doctor came and told me there was only one thing we could do to save my baby. I was so happy and felt so relieved to hear that “we had a chance to save him,” I thought. He told me "you have to stay in hospital in bed for the rest of the pregnancy", I was so scared but I was willing to do anything for him. After being in the hospital for almost two months, he came into the world, at 9:40 there he was crying like any other baby, I was so happy that he