The moment she saw two lines on a pregnancy test at 40, everything froze for Simone Khambatta. With an eight-year-old son and a six-year-old daughter, the idea of a third child seemed overwhelming. Financially, emotionally, and physically, it felt impossible. But fate had other plans. The timing of the pregnancy stirred memories of her late brother Shawn, whose sudden death on January 9 had left a permanent void. What followed was a journey of grief, hope, and a miracle that redefined her understanding of love, family, and connection across life and loss.
She initially considered terminating the pregnancy, convinced that raising three children would be too much. Yet a question about when she would reach 38 weeks—the milestone of her other children’s births—led to a startling revelation: the due date would fall on January 16, her late brother’s birthday. Shawn had died at 25 in a rip current in Brazil, and the loss had haunted her for years. She often looked for signs from him, believing the universe responded with moments of 999, a symbol of connection. Sharing the date with her husband shifted his perspective instantly; it felt like a message from Shawn himself.
Pregnancy at 40 brought its own challenges. Balancing a career, managing two energetic children, and enduring the physical and emotional demands of late pregnancy was exhausting. She worked until the very end, but cautioned against glorifying the effort. With the privilege of being her own boss and a supportive husband, she navigated this period with determination and resilience.
As the due date approached, the week of January 9—the anniversary of Shawn’s death—loomed like a shadow. When her doctor suggested induction on that day, Simone panicked. Experiencing death and grief on that day in the past made the thought of bringing life into the world feel overwhelming. Her prayers were answered: her daughter was born the next morning, on January 10. The transition from sorrow to joy felt like the universe closing a circle. Her third child became more than a new family member—she was a living reminder that love and connection endure beyond loss, a gift sent by Shawn to reaffirm that souls never truly leave.
She initially considered terminating the pregnancy, convinced that raising three children would be too much. Yet a question about when she would reach 38 weeks—the milestone of her other children’s births—led to a startling revelation: the due date would fall on January 16, her late brother’s birthday. Shawn had died at 25 in a rip current in Brazil, and the loss had haunted her for years. She often looked for signs from him, believing the universe responded with moments of 999, a symbol of connection. Sharing the date with her husband shifted his perspective instantly; it felt like a message from Shawn himself.
Pregnancy at 40 brought its own challenges. Balancing a career, managing two energetic children, and enduring the physical and emotional demands of late pregnancy was exhausting. She worked until the very end, but cautioned against glorifying the effort. With the privilege of being her own boss and a supportive husband, she navigated this period with determination and resilience.
As the due date approached, the week of January 9—the anniversary of Shawn’s death—loomed like a shadow. When her doctor suggested induction on that day, Simone panicked. Experiencing death and grief on that day in the past made the thought of bringing life into the world feel overwhelming. Her prayers were answered: her daughter was born the next morning, on January 10. The transition from sorrow to joy felt like the universe closing a circle. Her third child became more than a new family member—she was a living reminder that love and connection endure beyond loss, a gift sent by Shawn to reaffirm that souls never truly leave.
