“This is a miracle,” she thought.

All her life she had dreamed of having a child, but fate had decided otherwise: many years of infertility, disappointments, doctors who simply waved their hands and said, “Accept it.” And suddenly — hope.

Her belly grew, her movements became heavier. Her relatives watched her with caution: doctors warned that giving birth at her age was a risk. But she brushed their words aside:

— I always wanted to be a mother. And now I finally have a chance.

Nine months passed for her like a single moment. Every day she talked to her unborn child, caressed her belly, imagined how she would hold the baby in her arms.

And then the day of delivery came. She walked into the hospital room, her hands resting on her rounded