The Life Vista

December 25, 2025 by ucef

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I tried to reach my phone, but another violent contraction hit. I slid off the sofa and collapsed onto the floor. My vision blurred. I remember thinking, This can’t be happening like this.

When I finally woke up, bright lights burned my eyes. Machines beeped around me. A nurse was calling my name urgently.

“You’re in the hospital,” she said. “You lost consciousness at home. A neighbor heard you screaming and called emergency services.”

I turned my head slowly, panic flooding my chest.
“My baby?”

Her expression changed. She hesitated.
“He’s alive,” she said carefully. “But there were complications.”

A few days later, my mother and sister arrived at the hospital, smiling, carrying balloons and flowers.

The moment they saw the incubator…

They screamed in horror. Madison dropped the balloons. My mother’s face went completely pale as she stared through the glass at my son, Ethan, lying motionless in the neonatal intensive care unit. Tubes covered his tiny body. A ventilator breathed for him.