
It took five years for us to get to the point of deciding to have another baby after the stillbirth of our first son Walter. For a while, I questioned whether or not I was meant to be a mother. I felt inadequate. I was mad at God because I could not understand why he would allow us to become pregnant only for our baby not to live. We were not even trying to get pregnant but we were excited and full of anticipation. So after losing Walter, I decided motherhood was not for me, at least not any time...








