Since I posted my exciting news about having a baby and pregnancy. I have been through so much. My baby was due June 29, 2018. But God had another plan, instead of that my baby was born February 26, 2018 at 4:22 AM. My birthday is February 21. I was told two days after my birthday that I had to go into the hospital. The week prior to I was checked into the hospital for 24 hour stay on Valentine’s Day. I had high blood pressure’s and I started to spell protein in my urine. The following Friday I was placed back into the hospital for what is called preeclampsia. I was put on magnesium sulfate. And told that I had to deliver my baby. I was then informed that my baby would not survive because I was only 22 weeks. I was heavily sedated when I gave birth with my has been holding my hand. Everything was kind of a blur but I do remember pushing. I fell into the deepest depression that I have ever felt in my life. I didn’t know if I could make it. After being released from the hospital on Wednesday I came back home cried everyday. That same Saturday I did a few errands and drop my husband off at work. Around 7 o’clock in a Walmart while with my sister and brother-in-law I stepped out of the car I noticed that I couldn’t stand well. As I continue to walk it became harder and harder. Then I notice I couldn’t hold anything in my right hand. They take me to Kaiser Permanente where they immediately called 911. As I was speaking to the EMTs my heart skipped a beat and I could not speak anymore that’s when I had my first seizure. After arriving in the hospital two days later I learned that I had had a stroke while giving birth. Wednesday March 7 I had three more seizures. That day but hospital called rapid response on me two times ,from there I was placed and ICU. The next day I was taking to another hospital also place and ICU. Oh we can a half later I was placed in a rehabilitation center because my right side had stopped working. I could no longer raise my hand use my fingers or right. After spending a week in rehabilitation I had progressed and they allowed me to go home where I had a abundance of doctors appointments to attend. I have now been home for two weeks this Tuesday. I’m so happy to be alive. Me and my husband would like to try again but at times I know when he thinks about everything that happened he’s very afraid. I want to live my life to the full list after having this experience and I want to do everything that makes me happy. I’m having her cremated I’m just waiting on the funeral home to let me know that everything has been done. She was 7.8 ounces and 8 inches long. I just pray to God that one day he’ll bless us with our little one and we can make a mark on this earth. RIP Landyn Angel McKay!👼🏽