The romance between Carlos Morales and Erica started in 2006, overcoming communication difficulties and developing into a close bond. Their dedication resulted in their marriage in 2007, at which point they excitedly set out to raise a family. Following a devastating miscarriage, Erica’s fertility treatment revealed she was expecting quadruplets, giving her newfound hope.
Carlos assumed the position of caregiver, handling domestic duties and providing support to his wife while Erica dealt with the difficulties of giving birth to four children. But on January 12, 2015, tragedy struck when Erica’s high blood pressure forced her into the hospital. Surprisingly, physicians chose to deliver the infants early since Erica was having constant contractions.
Before his wife went into the delivery room, Carlos gave her a kiss on the head and remarked, “Let’s get these babies out,” completely unaware of the momentous events that were about to happen. The C-section birth of the quadruplets—three girls and one boy—was met with immediate excitement, but it was also met with tragedy as Erica had hypovolemic shock and passed quite unexpectedly.
Carlos Jr., Paisley, Tracey, and the third girl, “Erica,” were the names he gave to his four infants after his late wife. After overcoming profound sadness, Carlos acquired vital parenting skills and appreciated Sondra Bridges, Erica’s mother.
“I went from having the best day of my life to the next morning experiencing the worst day of my life,” Carlos said, reflecting on his sudden transition into single parenting. After my wife passed away, my four children were born.
Two nights ago, I went to bed early because I’m currently 34 weeks pregnant, about to pop any day now.
Thirty-four weeks pregnant and fast asleep, I was jolted awake by my husband’s urgent cries in the dead of night. What followed shattered my world, and by morning, I knew I had no choice but to file for divorce. As my due date looms just two weeks away, I should be filled with excitement for the arrival of our baby. Instead, my heart is heavy with sorrow. My name is Mary, and this is the story of how one terrible night changed everything. It’s been five years since Daniel and I first met, and for the most part, our marriage…
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