My story begins with the fact that my little ones, Zakhar and Vasylinka, were born prematurely. For every mother, for every family, this is an incredible pain. The pain of not knowing what will happen to your babies tomorrow, in an hour, in a minute. From the very first cry of these little angels, from their first breath, I clearly understood that I love them so much.
I saw my babies for the first time a day after they were born. I couldn’t be with them because of my health condition, and the doctor from the intensive care unit took photos of my newborns for me.

Our first meeting took place two days later. The first meeting, the first touches, the first worries...
the countdown… 3 days of relief… 7 days of relief… The first 10 days The crisis passed… endless happiness. It felt like a whole eternity had gone by.

Time passed… During that time, Vasylinka went through a blood transfusion, anemia, infection,
low weight. But I knew that she, just like her father, is strong and brave. She endured it, overcame all the difficulties. A true warrior woman Probably, her daddy is protecting her from heaven, because more than anything he wanted to have a daughter.