Can't Be That Other Woman (16 page)

I walked over to her and pulled her into a big warm hug. Yes, she had made a mistake, but that wasn’t my most concern right now. Right now, I had to be strong for my brothers and sisters.

“Okay, you all can continue,” I said to the doctors.

or the next thirty minutes, we sat in the bed listening to the doctor explain everything that was going on with Daija and the baby. For the most part, everything was good, but they wanted to keep her to make sure that it stayed that way.

“How are we going to get through all of this?” Daija asked me.

“Honestly, I don’t know. We’re just going to have to take it one day at a time, I guess” I said, staring at the walls. I didn’t know how, but I was going to. I had to be strong for my babies. Truth be told, I didn’t know if I could though. I was going to have to pray and ask God to give me the strength to get me through these next few weeks. Only he knows how hard this was going to be, but I remembered someone telling me that God gave all of his hardest battles to his toughest soldiers. I’d lost my parents, my house, and found out my sixteen-year-old sister was pregnant.  Lord have mercy, I hope and pray that I was one of those soldiers.

TO BE CONTINUED