Finally, I can sit quietly and start the story.

Yes, my son is 9 month old now. Praise the Lord. He is faithful. I married 6 years ago, and we wanted to have a baby after one year later of our marriage. I was pregnant at the third year; unfortunately, the babe had lived inside of me for two months only. Even though the disaster happened, I believed in God and knew He would send me the other one to my family. “Waiting” is not easy, but you know Him. At the right schedule, BOOM….., here it comes.

As I said on another article, I did name my son “Timmy”.