Anyway, in January 2007, mom wasn't feeling too good, so she went to the doctor. The doctor let her know that she had a fibroid in her uterus that was bleeding, which wasn't too good, but at the same time, the doctor also told her that she was pregnant with me, which was really good. This was kinda serious since the fibroid would affect me growing in mom's tummy. That's when mom called dad and they prayed. After they prayed, they met Dr. Park, he loves Jesus like me, mom and dad. And he said most doctors would tell you to get an abortion, but not Dr. Park, he trusted and believed God would help me. So afterwards, mom and dad prayed and they knew that I was going to be ok. Mom had to stay home from work for a couple of weeks and eventually had to get surgery to remove the fibroid. Mom and dad prayed again, that everything would be ok, Pastor Tuvai even came to pray for us. God is good, because the surgery was a success, the fibroid was removed, Dr. Park even took a picture to show to my dad. Can I tell you something, My parents are kinda weird, they named the fibroid "Fifi", since it was my neighbor for the first 3 months of my life in the womb.
The remaining months of the pregnancy went fairly easy for mom and dad. Around 10pm every night I just reminded them, by my kicking and somersaults, that I was coming soon. They took everyone's advice and hung out a lot, they went out to eat, watch movies, visit with friends, went to weddings and baby showers. They really made the most of their time, probably because of what everyone else said, but also because they knew that I would take up a lot of their time after I was born. But I think I was worth it. What do you think?
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