Mowing the grass and feeding pigs with friends after school;
Going to pick mulberries with your friends on the way to school after lunch, fingers dyed purple with mulberry juice. Everyone would spit out their tongues together to see whose was the most purple.

These are the days you miss
in your childhood.

After graduating from high school, you started working.

Then, like the majority, you married, and had a son. A few years later, you got pregnant unexpectedly.

Even though you just got pregnant, you started to worry about how to support a child. You were wondering if you should keep the baby. At six thirty your husband came home from work. After discussing the the situation, you decide to either:

Where are you gonna give birth?

You were thinking about if you can have a medical abortion. That might be less harmful. You booked an appointment with a doctor the day after tomorrow.

“You are 2 months pregnant. In this case, you can’t have medical abortion anymore. It only works if your pregnancy is under 49 days.”

“You should think about it if you wanna have the surgical abortion. You can also consider using IUD after, so you won’t get pregnant that easily. ”

The anxiety swallowed you.

Do you want to keep the baby?

Where are you gonna give birth?

You can feel that the doctor put something in your womb. Then he went to sit for a while, 20 minutes, you guessed. Then he inserted a tool in your vagina and gently stirred for a few seconds. Your belly suddenly got limp.

It’s a weird feeling, but it doesn’t hurt at all. That’s what made you surprised.

After the recovery from the operation, you went back to the hospital and have an IUD inserted. “I don’t wanna experienced all these again.” You thought.

When you were 7 months pregnant your parents came to pick you up. You handed in your letter of resignation at work, went home, packed up, and went with your parents. Before the delivery, you were hiding at home all day so that no one would know you were pregnant and report you for money.

Your mom asked her friend, a midwife, to help when you were about to give birth. Your mom asked her friend, a midwife, to help when you were about to give birth. You don’t need to worry about the birth certification if you don’t go to the hospital.

A month after the delivery, you went home with your elder son, leaving the baby with your parents’.

When your neighbour met you in the market one day, “Where have you been all these days?” She asked.
“My mom got sick. I went back to take care of her. She’s fine now.”

Since you were not able to get a birth certification, you can’t go to the public hospitals. You heard from one of your friends that there was a hospital that didn’t need the birth certification. You called the hospital before you went to make sure if that was true.

“No. You don’t need to bring your birth certification.”

And yes, you went and decided to deliver here. You dared not bring the baby home, because of the neighbours. Instead, you brought the baby to your parents’ after being discharged.

You were tired and scared to be pregnant again. You went to the hospital for an IUD insertion later.

Years later, during the national census, the penalty for the second child was 50% off. You registered for your daughter.

In your forties, you found out there was always some blood after the period.
There was pus in your womb, the doctor told you during the examination. “It’s not a big deal. Don’t worry. We just need to take out the IUD.” Suddenly, you realized that your last checkup was around eight years ago.

You thought the IUD would work for fifteen or twenty years. You thought it was safe to have it inserted.

When you were 7 months pregnant your parents came to pick you up. You handed in your letter of resignation at work, went home, packed up, and went with your parents. Before the delivery, you were hiding at home all day so that no one would know you were pregnant and report you for money.

Your mom asked her friend, a midwife, to help when you were about to give birth. Your mom asked her friend, a midwife, to help when you were about to give birth. You don’t need to worry about the birth certification if you don’t go to the hospital.

A month after the delivery, you went home with your elder son, leaving the baby with your parents’.

When your neighbour met you in the market one day, “Where have you been all these days?” She asked. “My mom got sick. I went back to take care of her. She’s fine now.”

Since you were not able to get a birth certification, you can’t go to the public hospitals. You heard from one of your friends that there was a hospital that didn’t need the birth certification. You called the hospital before you went to make sure if that was true.

“No. You don’t need to bring your birth certification.”

And yes, you went and decided to deliver here. You dared not bring the baby home, because of the neighbours. Instead, you brought the baby to your parents’ after being discharged.

You were tired and scared to be pregnant again. You went to the hospital for an IUD insertion later.

Years later, during the national census, the penalty for the second child was 50% off. You registered for your daughter.

The story ends here but still continues somewhere in the world.