My husband and I had been married for 8 years when I got pregnant. What a surprise!! I wasn't able to tell my husband in person because he was on his way out to sea for a couple of weeks. Training you know. But I did manage to get him on the phone before the boat pulled out. How I would have loved to seen his face!!! I sometimes imagine what it looked like. He was just so happy!!! I was still in shock! Five days later, I had a miscarriage. I couldn't even discribe the saddness , loneliness, or dispair I felt. Two days after the miscarriage, I had to go to the doctors for test. They said to go home and they will call. That day was April 2. They called me back and asked that I come to the clinic. My horrome level was still to high. They did an ultrasound, and guess what they found. My daughter!!!! I nor the doctor knew that I was carrying twins. I had lost one. I cried for days over this. When my husband came home a few days later, he asked how I was doing. I told him I am still pregnant!! And what a story I had for him!! When my daughter was born, her father wasn't there. He was again out to sea, but he did manage to call right as she was taking her first breath. I sometimes think of the other child, but when I see my daughter, I know that everything is how it should be. Just because my husband may not always be where I think he should, he always finds a way to be there anyway. That is my story.