God’s Supernatural Miracle

In 2002, while taking a break at work, I found myself in the middle of a discussion about abortion. There were about five women joining in the discussion. A few of the ladies were pro-choice; the others (including myself) were pro-life. One of the women in particular (I won't use her real name, but I'll call her Nicole) was extremely pro-choice. Nicole voiced her opinion about pro-choice with fervency in attempts to convince everyone- abortion is a woman's right. She explained to everyone how women must have the right to choose what they do with their own bodies.
I was about six months pregnant with my third daughter at the time, so of course, I disagreed with Nicole. I told her I thought abortion was wrong. Still, Nicole made the arguments about women who are raped or women who couldn't afford to take care of a child. I considered Nicole one of my closest friends, so I finally gave up and stopped arguing with her. I was surprised to hear her views on abortion though.
Three months later, when it was time for my baby to be born, there was a tragic accident. My baby was entangled in the umbilical cord and delivered as a stillborn.
A few days later, we had her funeral at my church. Several people attended the funeral including a police chaplain, three pastors, teachers from my other daughters’ school, many old friends, relatives, and several people from work. I think Nicole had to work that day, because she wasn't there.
Returning to work about a month later, (I took off work about a month to recover from the loss) I saw Nicole again.
At break time, Nicole and I went outside (even though it was cold and rainy) to "talk". I relived the events of my baby's death for her by explaining the details.
When Nicole heard the story of my heartbreak, she opened up with tears, and confessed she once had an abortion when she was seventeen years old.
When I asked why, she said, "When my mother found out I was pregnant, she said -Nicole, You Are Not Going To Keep That Baby". Because Nicole was living with her mother at the time, she submitted to her mother and went to a clinic to have the abortion.
Nicole then told me doctors had advised her since her abortion, she would never be able to have another child. The abortion had permanently damaged her body.
Nicole was now twenty-seven years old and wanted a child, but knew in her heart it was impossible. I tried to encourage her, prayed for her and advised her to seek God.
About three months later, upon arrival to work, I noticed Nicole wasn't there. I asked some of the women if they knew where she was. To my astonishment, the women (who were noticeably excited) informed me Nicole had called into work. They said she had just found out she was pregnant. They also said she was rejoicing and giving praises to God, but at the same time experiencing some morning sickness.
Overjoyed, I remembered Nicole pouring her heart out to me that cold day during her confession.
I believe God heard her confession that day, gave her forgiveness and healed her body all at the same time.
When the due date arrived, Nicole gave birth to a healthy baby boy.
Nicole's story reminds me of the scripture from 1 John 1:8-9 that says, "If we claim to be without sin we deceive ourselves and the truth is not in us. If we confess our sins, He is faithful and just and will forgive us our sins and purify us from all unrighteousness."