Poor Woman Begs Mom of Twins to Raise Her Newborn Daughter before She Dies during Labor — Story of the Day
“Please take care of my daughter. It’s a request,” a poor woman begs a mother of twins one night. The following morning, she’s declared dead by the hospital authorities.
When Madyson Kemp was admitted to Atlanta Memorial Hospital two weeks before her due date, she expected her stay there to be lonely, with her only companions being the obnoxious odor of medicines and unwanted syringes that her doctor had prescribed for her pregnancy complications.
But to her relief, due to a shortage of single wards at the hospital, she’d been assigned to one with multiple occupancies, where she could at least get out of her boredom and converse with other patients. But that didn’t happen until two days later when two other women were moved into her room.
A woman asked Madyson to take care of her daughter | Photo: Shutterstock
Mrs. Matthews, the older of the two, was in critical condition, and she was unconscious almost the entire time, with doctors constantly rushing to her side to monitor her blood pressure levels. The other woman, Carly Weiss, was pregnant, and Madyson was glad she had the company of another mommy-to-be.
“How far along are you in your pregnancy?” Madyson asked her one day, gently touching her baby bump with a smile on her face.
“It’s the sixth month for me,” Carly replied, with a faint smile covering almost all of her thin face riddled with dark circles and sunken cheeks. “The doctors are telling me my baby might be premature. What about you?”
“Oh, my due date is next week. My husband’s away on a business trip, but he’s said he’ll be here soon. I just hope everything goes well. Are you here by yourself?”
“Unfortunately, yes,” Carly replied, this time her eyes welling up. “My husband didn’t want to raise the child, so he left me, and my parents had died long ago.”
Carly had a lot of complications with her pregnancy | Photo: Pexels
“Don’t worry,” Madyson consoled her. “I’m sure you and your baby will be fine.”
“Well, I hope for that too,” Carly sobbed, wiping her tears away slowly. “I’m already 40, and my pregnancy is really risky for me. But it’s my last chance to know the joy of motherhood, and I want my baby to be safe and healthy.”
“Everything will be fine. Both you and your child will be alright,” Madyson assured her.
As time went on, Madyson...