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ivana_2
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After almost two years without pregnancy, I went to see the doctor and he suggested we do artificial insemination by husband. Since back then I knew nothing about infertility and its moral aspects (was not going to church) he explained it so simply and logically and we have easily accepted to the procedure. During the procedure I knew something was off. I felt it, but did not know better. (we used coitus interruptus for obtaining the germ cells) I got pregnant with twins and was scared and confused… With this bitter experience I got twins. They came prematurely and we are still dealing with the consequences, but everything might be fine (they are nine months old now).
I don’t think I can ever forgive myself for taking the right of my children to be the fruit of a conjugal act and for proposing to my husband to go through with this. The fact that back then I did not know what does it mean and that it is a sin is not helpful at all. I have been calling God, but for the first time in my life he seems absent. I know he doesn’t have to help me, but I never thought I could lose him. I have spent the last year crying and hoping for a miracle to resolve this situation, but every time I see my children a feeling that they are illicit totally overwhelms me. Guilt is slowly killing me and I see that I cannot go through it without God’s grace, but what to do in what seems to be irreparable situation without a crumb of grace…
I don’t think I can ever forgive myself for taking the right of my children to be the fruit of a conjugal act and for proposing to my husband to go through with this. The fact that back then I did not know what does it mean and that it is a sin is not helpful at all. I have been calling God, but for the first time in my life he seems absent. I know he doesn’t have to help me, but I never thought I could lose him. I have spent the last year crying and hoping for a miracle to resolve this situation, but every time I see my children a feeling that they are illicit totally overwhelms me. Guilt is slowly killing me and I see that I cannot go through it without God’s grace, but what to do in what seems to be irreparable situation without a crumb of grace…