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What a joy when a baby is born
Our Baby Is Born
First, we must go back. Back to the
last year of the millennium. We
conceived our baby earlier in the year. My husband and I had been married for
almost 2 years when we found out we were expecting.
We learned she was a
girl
by an ultrasound done by friends from our church. She looked so beautiful even
through a fuzzy green computer screen. I had bought some books on the
developing fetus, so I was very familiar with the parts of her tiny body that
were developing.
One of the books I obtained and read thoroughly was about
praying for the unborn child. That book came in handy, since a month later I was
pretty much advised to go home for much needed rest to prevent preeclampsia
(thankfully no gestational diabetes signs appeared). I continued
to pray for the will of God. I worried about what would happen if I remained working.
While at work I couldn't follow my midwife's recommendation to lay
down often, so it was with great sadness that I began to type & sign my resignation
letter. Two weeks later, I went home; permanently.
With the books by
the side of the bed, I was often found reading. My concern for the baby was very
faint since I trusted in (and prayed to) God everyday. The pregnancy diary I
kept was especially helpful since I got the enjoyment of praying for each
individual stage of her little growing body and writing about it.
In addition, a new friend from church,
Diana, gave me the biggest piece of advice of all
(among many). I will always cherish it and pass it down to others as
I do unto you. She said to me: "All you need to do is
pray. Pray for your
pregnancy..." ( I was already doing that, I told her) "...and pray for and during
labor: God is listening". That thought struck me. Why hadn't I thought of
that? That same week I went into labor; three days later to be exact.
In the Beginning
It all began around 4 a.m. when sharp pains awoke me. My husband and I measured the contractions with
his stop watch (yes, he bought it just for the event) and noticed there was
some time in between, about ten minutes. I got up to walk around a bit, a
short while later I made up my mind to shower
and wash my hair, taking it very easy.
When the pain from the
contractions came about 5 minutes apart, we decided to let our parents know we were heading
down to the hospital. We left the house around 6 in the morning. Every bump on
the road emphasized the pain. The hospital (located next to the nearest mall)
seemed to be at the other end of the world!
Once we arrived at the hospital I was asked right away
"Will you be taking medications?" Of course
we valiantly shook our heads "no!!". This was the moment we were waiting for, we
had both agreed our baby would come into this world the "natural" way. God would extend his
loving arms to me through it all-- or so I hoped.
The sharpness I felt in my belly made me
wince in pain. I could tell from the nurses' eyes they thought I had gone
crazy. They reassured me first-time moms take "a while" and
was annoyingly asked if I would sustain the long and painful wait on my own.
I asked for ice in a cup and a
tub soak (our
Lamaze instructor had recommended it). A nurse got it ready for me and I
immersed my huge body (all belly) in it. The jets facing my sides felt incredibly good. I
felt wonderful instantly, but a short time later my pain came lashing back. During
all this, my husband (and coach) sat by my side feeding me crushed ice and
allowed me to 'take it out on him' (I had to yank on something, his
shirt had to pay the price). Poor guy.
Before long, I
couldn't stand it much more. My friend's advice crossed my mind and I began to
pray. I felt I needed to pray for the labor to be quick rather than pray for
no pain. I knew as a woman, we were doomed long ago to bear children with
pain, so I focused on praying for it to pass quickly. The Lord sure was
listening. I stepped out of the Jacuzzi right after a long and deep
contraction. My husband was deathly afraid of me passing out in the
water or hitting my head against the tile. Before I made it to the bed I had
had another contraction and had to be helped to bed. My cervix had gone from
the original 3-4cm to a whopping 7cm in less than one hour! And while on the bed, my water broke as
they checked me.
The nurses still
believing I wasn't going to deliver for a while, left my room to go back to
the nurses station!! I wanted to scream
"But I am ready!" but my words were drowned by yet another sharp
contraction. I kept calling out to God and reassuring myself He was my
refuge.
I signaled to my husband, who by now was exhausted and a bit wrinkled from my pulling at his
shirt, that I was pushing no matter what they said. He reminded me to stop
pushing before I was 'ready'. As the nurses waltzed in, I was busy pushing.
Because it went fast, I tore, needing an episiotomy, but nothing mattered. I delivered a
healthy, 6 lb 10 oz baby girl whose name means heavenly messenger with
a
pure heart.
I thanked God repeatedly (even through the stitches which
hurt more than the actual labor if I may add). I had arrived at the birthing
room at or around 7 am and my daughter was born at 9:28 am the same day. It was
natural and fast because of a simple yet powerful
prayer.
 God
is in the miracle-making business.
Written by the owner of this
website, Kay currently a Stay at Home Mom. Want to stay
home with yours too? *Read why you should!*
Or
*how
one mom felt compelled to, and did it!*
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Psalm 62:5-8:
"My soul, wait in silence for God
only, for my hope is from Him. He only is my rock and my salvation, my
stronghold; I shall not be shaken. On God my salvation and my glory rest;
The rock of my strength, my refuge is in God, pour out your heart before
Him; God is a refuge for us." |
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| Philippians 4:6: "Be anxious for nothing, but in
everything by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests
be made known to God." |
| Psalm 34:15-18: "The eyes of the Lord are toward
the righteous and His ears are open to their cry. The face of the Lord is
against evildoers, to cut off the memory of them from the earth. The
righteous cry, and the Lord hears and delivers them out of their troubles.
The Lord is near to the brokenhearted and saves those who are crushed in
spirit." |
| 1Thessolonians 5:16-18: "Rejoice always; pray
without ceasing; in everything give thanks; for this is God’s will for
you in Christ Jesus." |
| Matthew 6:6: "But you, when you pray, go into your
inner room, close your door and pray to your Father who is in secret, and
your Father who sees what is done in secret will reward you." |
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