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Beginning of the End

It had been a joyous Christmas, filled with family and frivolity.  My belly was pregnant with my third child.  My heart was filled with happiness.  All was right with the world.

On the 26th, the kids and I drove a half hour’s distance to visit a friend who was visiting her parents for the holiday.  We had a wonderful visit, our children playing with one another and with my friend’s mother watching over the kids so that the moms could chat alone for a bit.  When we got back home, I was exhausted and needed a nap.  My naps were usually short, maybe 15 to 30 minutes, necessitated by the kids needing to be watched.   However, it being a holiday, their father was home so when I took my nap, I knew he was there to watch them and I also knew that he would not hesitate to wake me if I were needed.

The nap was a long one.  When I woke up, I sensed an urgency and headed for the bathroom, noting the time on the clock.  I had slept for almost two hours!  The sky was beginning to darken.  When I turned to flush the toilet, I noticed that the bowl was filled with red-tinged water.  It made me wonder if I something I had to eat or drink was responsible for the color, which looked like watered down red Kool-aid.  Then it hit me.  My heart stopped.  It was blood.  I flushed and as the bowl filled with clean water, I felt the urgency again.

This time, there was no mistaking it.  It was blood.

This was the beginning of the end.