The Love of the Widower
Chapter Twenty Five

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Lita POVs

God, which mother does not smell when seeing the condition of her child so small even have to be assisted breathing apparatus to breathe.

Its size is even just as big as a palm, its skin is still red, its accomplices are very small.

My chest felt so tight, like being hit by an invisible boulder. It hurts when I see the condition of my baby like this.

Though some time ago I still checked it in the womb and the condition is healthy.

"Darling, my boy," I held his little hand. My tears have been shed. I can't seem to see it like this.

"Lord, please take care of her, the jewel of my heart, Mama loves you very much, be well, Mama will always be waiting for you!" I sobbed, Vincent hugged my body and we both cried, we could never have imagined something like this would happen in our lives.

"Relax baby, believe me baby boy will be healthy, we have to be strong, never give up, huh?" Vincent's whisper calms me.

Time and time again, Vincent was always there for me, he was a man God sent to take care of me.

Thank you my husband.

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I was finally allowed to go home, but my son was not allowed to. He still had to be in an incubator because his condition was still weak. I also try to pump breast milk so that my son gets good nutrition.

Really Vincent and I are really very happy to see the progress and we can't wait to get together with him.

Three months later.

Finally our baby boy was allowed to go home, exactly a month ago. He we named Damian Rodrigo. Now the weight is normal and goes up every month. Damian is very active, we are grateful that baby Damian is healthy and has now gathered with us.

Vincent and I would never have imagined that baby Damian would have to experience something we never imagined. It turned out that after a few months and was declared to have a lung disorder, finally all that we can overcome.

Baby Damian is now cured by an expert doctor, I really never thought that such a thing would happen. Damian was everything to me, he was my lamp. During pregnancy she had been waiting for me, I routinely drink pregnant milk. I also regularly take gymnastics classes with Vincent and give my best to Damian.

But now it seems like God has been kind to me and given Damian health that initially thought would not be okay.

"Darling, Papa came home" Vincent went into the room and hugged me, then stole a kiss on his son who was drinking his breast.

"Papa's bath first, let it smell, Damian has already taken a bath, it will smell you!" Knock me while pretending to press my nose.

"Yes, Papa take a shower, you're a whiz!" Vincent came back to kiss me but this time he could steal a kiss on the lips.

Finally Vincent stepped into the bathroom and went inside. Baby Damian has also been sleeping in a sling after feeding. I did try to get her exclusive Asi directly from me.

It doesn't matter if my body is stretched, the important thing is that my son is healthy. I got up and put Damian to bed in his baby box.