23/09/2025
They said I bought a child. That I valued my looks over carrying a pregnancy. That I was too ashamed to carry a baby without a husband. But they don’t see the deep pain behind my smile.
I’ve lost more pregnancies than I can count. I’ve cried in silence, wiped my tears, and stood tall again. I stopped waiting for the “perfect” man or the “right” time. I was done living by society’s rules. I chose surrogacy—not because I feared motherhood, but because I was ready for it on my own terms. My baby may have grown in another woman’s womb, but she belongs completely to me.
She calls me mummy, and that is the only truth that matters. Let them gossip. Let them judge. I have my child, and I have peace. That is more than enough for my heart.
