Pregnancy is a Blessing

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I remember Don having told the neighborhood about the pregnancy, but no one believed him until it got on the town news with doctor's reports.

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⢘⣿⡸⣧⠀⠠⢶⡿⠃⠀⠀"Blessed"⠀

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People didn't scorn him; they called him blessed. They told him it was a miraculous pregnancy.

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⢧⡄⠉⠀⡆⠀⠀⢃⢐⠱⡀⠀Praise⠀⠀⠀

⢘⡄⠀⠂⠀⠀⠀⠈⠨⠀⠘⡄⠀be⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀

⠸⠇⠀⠀⠂⠐⠀⠀⢸⠀⠀⢱⠀⠀to⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀

⢨⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠃⢀⠼YHWH!!!⠀⠀

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They worshipped God 🙏🏽 For the child because the town's folk were descendants of the Amish, so they were Christian but not quick to rejection.

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As Don sleeps in his bed today at the hospital 🏥 recovering from his C-section, his brother cuddles the strange child.

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The child did nothing. He didn't cry or laugh; he wasn't colicky. How could he be if he was as quiet as a Rock?

I remember seeing Don too afraid to breastfeed. Was I a little concerned? I was.

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Then I saw it; it seemed he overcame his fear of breastfeeding during the child's 4th week of life.

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Don was in bed breastfeeding his son.

We hadn't even named the baby yet.

At that moment, however, Don named him "Unique-Blessing," Don, short for Donald, said, "I want to wait to name him. I want to breastfeed before I name him."

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He seemed so happy. I was concerned and told him, "Stop this abomination; go and feed the child outside!" So, he did it peacefully. Outside the house, he sat in a rocking chair and breastfed the baby in public. So many stares, but he didn't even care. The neighborhood took to gossip, and I was mortified. I didn't know what the baby was, but I had an awful emotion involving the child.

Fast forward 4 years, The child is talking to other kids, and I am sure he's not our baby. Our baby is in Heaven. His son is in Heaven. Why is he being so insistent that this is his? I flew to Heaven for a vacation away from the kid and saw the kid up there, too! I told God, and he told me, "Thi$ is the man's real biological son."

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Turns out, the kid was still DEAD.

DEAD. DEAD. DEAD.

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I was wasting my time investing in a baby demon while the kid was upstairs with Jesus the whole time.

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I hate that demon rat child! He's the scorn of the neighborhood; he no longer is the unique blessing of this God-forsaken town; he's a demonic curse!

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I breastfed that demon once, I put my slightest power into creating my breasts and filling them with milk, only for him to spit it in my face, and I just laughed!

I regret Breastfeeding the putrid Filth that is Don's "Son!"

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To be continued...