Letters from afar
More than a year ago, a surrogate mother took away my sister’s husband.
Everything happened somehow not humanly. It was a real tragedy for everyone.
For some reason, the sister could not bear the child herself. She had several miscarriages early stages pregnancy. And then she and her husband decided to turn to a surrogate mother for help.
They were looking for a candidate for this role for about a year, but they could not find one. There was something that didn’t suit them about the women who offered their services.
But, as you know, important points happen unexpectedly.
One day my sister was relaxing in a sanatorium. There she met and became friends with a young woman. She was with a child, a girl about 5 years old. Her parents sent her to a sanatorium while her husband was doing renovations in the apartment. There she told her sister, in great confidence, that she had recently become a surrogate mother and did it for the money. In their small town there is almost no work, so some young women agree to this service.
Her sister Lyudmila also wants to become a surrogate mother. She is a strong, young girl, she herself gave birth not so long ago. Lives with a man, marriage is not formalized in order to receive benefits as a single mother.
Conversations continued, and this topic was returned to several times. And then the sister admitted that she was also looking for a surrogate mother. Then it's a matter of technology. Acquaintance, contract, conditions, etc. My sister liked an energetic young woman under 30, with a sense of humor, education, and a strong four-year-old toddler. Moreover, she was already aware, thanks to her sister, what it was.
The sister talked to her husband. Then the legal issues were drawn up and after some time the woman and child were settled in their second apartment. The sister is a very wealthy woman and the future mother of their child did not know any refusal. My sister even hired a nanny to take care of her children.
Everything went fine. She and her husband often visited the woman and invited her to their house.
At the right time, a healthy girl was born. Gorgeous!
Lyudmila received the payment and left for her home.
The parents found happiness.
The child grew and developed as children should. Godmother The baby was the same friend from the sanatorium, whose sister carried the baby.
One day my sister said that she had been given a terrible diagnosis. Everything was bad. There is very little chance of survival. She told this news to her friend. She came to the rescue. But she couldn’t help for a long time, since she herself had a family and was expecting her second child. Then she suggested inviting her sister. She recently broke up with her man, works in a store, can leave this penny position and come to the rescue. There is nothing holding her there, and she carried this child.
That's what we decided.
For our part, we also helped my sister, but neither I nor my mother could leave work and take care of the baby.
Lyudmila and her son arrived a week after the conversation and settled in my sister’s house.
The baby quickly found mutual language With a woman. They got along very well. Lyudmila’s son went to school, she masterfully managed the household, and even managed to go with the child to the hospital to see her mother.
My sister was slowly recovering. Long-term rehabilitation was expected. In short, everything was very bad and the doctors gave practically no hope.
The fight lasted for more than a year. It was sometimes better, sometimes very bad.
Then rehabilitation. My sister lived in Turkey for almost a year. She needed this vitally.
All this time Lyudmila was taking care of the baby. The child went to 1st grade.
The sister returned home. Everyone was happy.
Lyudmila and her son went to their town. We were all very grateful to her for her help.
Last year, before the New Year, my sister called and said that her husband had left her. And he went to Lyudmila.
I bought an apartment and now live with her.
My sister’s condition was beyond words. We were all afraid that, amid this tragedy, the disease would return again. But everything worked out.
The former son-in-law and his new wife had a daughter.
Lyudmila does not blame herself for anything. She says it's fate.
This is how they are, men. As soon as the wife gets sick, they immediately look for a replacement.
It’s not for nothing that people say that a man needs a rich sister and a healthy wife.
Country love story. Act one. Abandoned. Act three. Femme fatale. The film crew of the City TV Channel went to the village of Utkino to meet Evgeny Nabatov and Svetlana Skok. From the very first minutes of the conversation, Svetlana Vladimirovna began, as they say, to work for the camera. It didn’t take long for her to declare her daughter a prostitute. And according to her, allegedly because of this she took her children away from her. What Svetlana Vladimirovna said cannot withstand not only paper, but also videotape. Svetlana Skok: “I have children, I didn’t go to the city day, damn it, to arrange my ass, it was she who went and abandoned the children. That whore, b...d, p.... got it - it’s not enough, I’ll break her other leg. Let him say thank you that he is walking alive.” Svetlana Skok found her explanation for our visit to Utkino: “Zhen, you understand, she wants you back, she wants her family back, you understand me.” Evgeny Nabatov answered our questions reluctantly: “How will we live? As we lived, raising children. That's all". Epilogue. The village love story will most likely be investigated by law enforcement agencies. The other day, Natalya Roslova wrote a statement to the police, she asks that her mother be held criminally liable for the grievous bodily harm inflicted on her. The young woman has nowhere to live, nowhere to go. She should have been discharged from Solovyovka last week, but after learning from us about the circumstances of the young woman’s life, the head physician, Alexander Degtyarev, decided to let her stay in bed for a while longer. And maybe something will work out there. Meanwhile, the reality is that Natalya will not be able to work for at least another four months. It is unknown whether her children will be returned. According to Svetlana Skok, she took custody of herself.
Lyudmila Murashnikova was supposed to become Roman's mother-in-law, but she became his wife. Her daughter's fiancé turned out to be exactly the man she had been looking for all her life.
Looking at Lyudmila and Oksana Murashnikov from the outside, it is very difficult to believe that they are mother and daughter. By age, they are more suitable as sisters. This is not surprising, because Luda learned the joy of motherhood quite early. At the age of 15, having met a guy and falling in love with him without looking back, the girl did not even think about the consequences their relationship could have.
“I grew up in a prosperous, wealthy family,” says Lyudmila. - Dad was an officer. At the time of my 12th birthday, he was awarded the rank of colonel, and he retired and went into business. First he opened one store in the Isakogory district, then another. I was never denied anything, given that I was the only child in the family.”
Lyudmila was a mediocre student at school. It seemed to her that the main thing for a woman was not to study well, but to get married successfully. Therefore, Alexander was for her a messenger from above, a prince who rode on a white horse from her dream. However, the fairytale relationship ended rather banally. Six months after they met, the girl realized that she was expecting a child, writes “Belomorye Courier”.
The “Prince” promised to arrange everything, but instead disappeared and never appeared in Lyudmila’s life again. The girl found herself in a difficult situation. Not only did she not know what institute her beloved was studying at, but she also had no idea where he lived. The young people agreed on each meeting in advance, but the guy was in no hurry to introduce Lyudmila to her parents.
The only way out in this situation was to honestly admit everything to your parents and ask them for help. “I remember I burst into tears and told them the whole truth,” says Lyudmila. “She said that in six months they will most likely become grandparents.” That’s when my father hit me in the face for the first and last time in my life.”
The next day, the parents and Lyudmila went to the doctor. After examining the girl, the gynecologist was stunned by the news that it was too late to have an abortion, she needed to give birth. Lyudmila had to quit school. She gave birth to a girl in early October. I named her Oksana.
Her parents helped Lyuda in everything, and they simply adored their granddaughter. Lyudmila had a good grasp of business, so she soon opened her own store and sauna. Five years ago, I first bought a car, and then an apartment. But she never managed to have a single affair with men. In each of them the woman saw a potential traitor.
My daughter was growing up. Started dating boys. “Oksanka always ran to me for advice about her novels,” says Lyudmila. “She and I were probably more friends than mother and daughter.” One day I told my mother that I had met the most amazing person in life and tomorrow he will come to their house to meet Lyudmila.
“I was expecting a visit from a boy of about eighteen, the same age as my daughter,” recalls Lyudmila. “But a tall, handsome man about 25 years old entered the room. It turned out that Roman, like me, was involved in business.” After seeing the guy off, Lyudmila listened for several more hours to her daughter’s restless chirping about how good and wonderful Roma is.
That night the woman was unable to sleep. “I really liked the novel, but not as a future son-in-law,” she says. “I understood this right away, but I didn’t intend to interfere with my daughter’s happiness. At that moment I was sure that I could cope with my feelings and emotions.”
A week later, Roman invited Lyudmila to meet and talk. In a cafe, a guy was waiting for his “future mother-in-law” with a bouquet of flowers and, embarrassed, offered to start dating. Luda was outraged by Roman’s unceremoniousness and, throwing flowers in his face, left.
Lyudmila was sure that this would all end. But a few days later, Oksana returned home in the evening in tears and began to silently pack her things. “I’m moving in with my grandparents,” she shouted angrily. “And you’re just rubbish, aren’t you ashamed to fight off suitors from your own daughter.”
As it turned out later, Roman called Oksana and said that they needed to break up, since he seemed to have fallen in love with her mother. Oksana moved to live with Lyudmila’s parents, and Roman, with manic persistence, called Lyudmila every evening, asking for a meeting. And one day she agreed.
Roman turned out to be exactly the person she had been looking for all her life. It was with him that Lyudmila felt happy. “Oksana just can’t believe that Roman became her stepfather instead of her fiancé,” she says. “But I think time will put everything in its place; my daughter still has everything ahead.”
20-year-old Natalya from Mariupol is seriously concerned about how to provide for her four children, whom she gave birth to from her stepfather. Despite the fact that the girl shares everyday life, as well as raising sons and daughters, with Alexander, her mother’s ex-lover, the couple’s financial situation leaves much to be desired. The man does not work anywhere due to health reasons, KievPravda reports.
Alexander is 35 years older than his young lover. Natasha gave birth to his first child at 14, but problems with money always accompanied the couple. During the 6 years of marriage, the former stepfather worked only once - for a year. As the results of a medical examination show, Alexander has a heart condition, and the man refuses to be treated. Bad feeling does not allow him to find work and bring in large family income.
Natalya complains about poverty and neglect common-law husband to his own health and irresponsibility: day after day, a man just sits at home, meets with friends, drinks, while the young mother does not know what to feed her four children. The payments that the family receives from the state to support their sons and daughters are used to pay for the rent of the apartment.
Moreover, the children do not attend kindergarten, and the eldest still cannot read and can only count to ten. As experts from the “One for All” project noted, perhaps the fact is that Natasha became pregnant when she was, in fact, a child, so she simply does not have enough life experience to find a way out of this situation.
Moreover, the girl’s childhood can hardly be called happy. Natasha’s brightest memories are not associated with her mother at all, but with Aunt Olesya, who took care of her while her parent was serving a sentence in prison for the murder of an elderly woman. Upon release, Alena continued to treat her daughter carelessly and put all the hard work on her shoulders. It is not surprising that in an adult man who appeared in their house some time later, Natasha saw a support and protector.
According to the girl herself, the desire to enter into a sexual relationship with her stepfather arose for a reason: in this way she wanted to take revenge on her mother for a difficult childhood. Having become pregnant by Alexander at the age of 13, the girl initially hid from Alena who the child’s father really was. Natasha was afraid that her mother would force her to have an abortion and that her stepfather would be sent to jail. Despite this, the woman still had suspicions about the involvement of her then common-law husband in the case. There were rumors that he raped his underage niece, the daughter of his brother.
Shocking details about Alexander’s temperament were revealed by his former passion, Lyubov. As a result of severe bodily injuries and even an attempted murder, the woman lost sight in one eye and developed epilepsy, and her daughter, after being beaten with a hammer and stabbed, remained disabled for life. Was this crime unpunished?
Is it Alexander’s fault that Natasha could not bear her fifth child? Why did he push the girl to have children if he cannot and does not intend to provide for them? Is the young mother ready to continue living with a man, having learned the terrible secrets that his past hides? Watch the video.
My mother and I had an ordinary relationship: she took care of me, I obeyed her. We communicated without conflicts, but also without much trust. She periodically reproached me for not having a happy personal life because of me. I don’t blame her for this, it seems to me that many single parents say this.
At the age of 18, I fell in love with a man 10 years older than me, and after six months of dating I introduced him to my mother. After looking him over from head to toe, she later told me that this was “not a bad choice.” Indeed, Anton was a charming, cheerful, educated person who knew how to impress others.
Although he earned enough to rent an apartment, after the wedding it was decided to live in ours. three-room apartment. I studied at a university, did not earn money. But here there was savings and convenience: my mother was lenient when we forgot to wash the dishes or threw things around. She quickly found a common language with Anton: the age difference between her and my husband was almost the same as between him and me. They talked about the idols of my mother’s youth, laughed at them with understandable jokes, and raised me together. The picture is like something out of a good comedy.
Perhaps I should have been wary even then, but it still seems to me that at the very beginning it was an innocent communication. Anton treated me with care and admired me. Soon I became pregnant. Nine months were difficult, with constant bouts of toxicosis. My husband began to go to sleep in the living room or kitchen so as not to disturb me. Apparently, that’s when everything started between him and my mother. I shudder to think that they were together when I was suffering.
But I analyze this after the fact. During pregnancy, I did not have the slightest suspicion that two close people were betraying me. Problems arose after the baby was born. I began to experience postpartum depression. I did not approach my daughter, even if she was crying. She refused to breastfeed her. She could leave home for a long time and return late in the evening.
Family members took advantage of my difficult condition. The husband filed a petition in court to deprive him of parental rights. He had enough evidence: doctors’ reports, my mother’s testimony, reviews from neighbors about how they saw me staggering on the street at night.
I was in a state of apathy. I couldn’t fight for my daughter, but looked at what was happening from the outside and even thought that my husband and mother were doing the right thing: what if I was actually dangerous for the child. I often cried, felt guilty, and once swallowed sedative pills. I lost my daughter.
And not only her. My husband divorced me. I was depressed and couldn't sort things out. Too much has happened over time short period, so I didn’t come up with anything smarter to leave home. Go to a monastery. It seemed to me that I had chosen the only right option. I needed to recover, otherwise I felt that I could make a second suicide attempt - and it would be successful.
I will omit my life in the monastery: prayers, fasting, lack of stress, friendly atmosphere. I slowly came to my senses. After a year and a half, I decided to return home. When I inserted the key into the door lock, it did not budge. You never know what made my mother do this. I sat down on a bench to wait for her. I was going to discuss how to get my child and husband back. The depression has passed, I am healthy and I want to have a normal family.
They walked and held hands. I was even happy. This means that the grandmother continues to see her granddaughter, the husband has not stopped communicating. But then they saw me and stopped dead in their tracks. The silent scene lasted about thirty seconds. Then they both shouted at me, why I had come and what I needed, and began accusing me of irresponsible behavior.
My husband dragged me into the house, my mother put my suitcases out of the balcony, they both started pushing money at me and demanding that I leave immediately. They did not let me near my daughter, claiming that the child was already accustomed to another mother. Which one else? Have you already managed to get yourself a new woman, you bastard? Who is this bitch? And then my mother appears and announces that she is raising my child, and she and Anton submitted an application to the registry office.
It was as if the walls and ceiling had fallen on me. In order not to do anything and not to scare my baby, I packed my things and left for nowhere. First I stayed with an old friend. Then my class teacher found out about the trouble and took me in with her. I got a job and tried to somehow cope with my pain. During this time, I was allowed to see my daughter only a few times. I was introduced to her as an older sister.
At the age of 28, I finally got married for the second time and gave birth. And a few years later, I couldn’t resist and, at the next meeting with my daughter, I told her who she really was to me and offered to move in with me. She happily agreed. At that time, she was already 14 years old, so neither the court nor the guardianship authorities could force her to return. My children and my current husband communicate well with each other.
Shortly after my beautiful lady came to live with me, my ex and my mother's marriage broke up. I'm happy about it. Neither my daughter nor I communicate with them at all. And if my mother gets sick or is dying, I will not go to her. I will never forgive her for what I had to endure.
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