Gosh! It’s been so long since my last post! Over the last months, my baby girl has grown and learnt quite a lot! She crawls, locates me anywhere in the house, stands with support (briefly without support!), talks non-stop in her own language, waves bye-bye, gets excited the minute we step into a lift and presses all the buttons and guess what… she’s even scoring good in her potty training 😉
But there is one more interesting thing that all the members of our family really enjoy watching her do and that is her classic ‘Praise the Lord!’ All we have to do is just say ‘Praise the Lord’ and she’ll immediately swing her hands up in the air with a cheeky grin! Trust me, its one totally cute sight to watch!
She’s hardly nine months old and probably doesn’t know the significance of ‘Praise the Lord’. But am sure the Psalmist was right when he sang, “With praises from children and from tiny infants, you have built a fortress.” Psalm 8:2
In three days our baby girl would be completing 5 months. Although it may not seem like a great occasion to celebrate like a first birthday, each time Kaitlyn completes one month and enters the next it makes me feel happy.
Last year around this time, it was Gandhi Jayanti and Vijay was volunteering in our Church Childrens Thanksgiving. I must have been two month pregnant then. I suddenly experienced a medical emergency. Vijay had to rush home and take me to the hospital. On our way to the hospital, my heart raced and I almost thought I would lose my precious little one inside. Thankfully, when the sonologist placed the probe on my tummy, I saw a tiny heart go bink bink. Sigh! What a relief! What peace!
This is just one of the many scary moments I had to go through during my pregnancy. Each visit to the hospital was a test of faith and each sonogram was a divine assurance that my God is faithful!
All that I had to go through is finally worth it and it has made me treasure and appreciate every single minute with my girl. The last five months have been filled with simple joys of watching her smile, laugh, giggle and grow. She has proved herself to be a ‘bundle of joy’ in just every sense.
- She wakes up with a smile
- Starts giggling at the sight of the bathroom and thoroughly enjoys bathing
- Loves to be kissed and tickled
- Cries less
- Smiles a lot
- Sleeps for long
What more can I ask for? I am feeling so blessed!
Boy! How time flies! I cannot believe it is already 2 months since I first saw and held my pretty little princess! The last two months have been a testimony of perfect health, divine protection and unspeakable joy 🙂
Over the last month she has showed some great milestones. She recognizes me, observes me walking to and fro, grabs hold of my finger so tight and turns over on her side. But over all these, the two remarkable milestones she has shown are her coos and smiles. Those are moments when I just cannot take my eyes off her and how I praise God for His hands that are so beautifully molding her day by day!
Looking back there is one incident I can never erase from my mind. Recollecting it makes my heart skip a beat even now. It was a pleasant sunny afternoon. DH was working on his computer. I was running some errands in the house. Baby K had just had a good bath, a stomach full and was fast asleep like an angel. All of a sudden DH was reminded of the wasps and honeybees that often visit our house and wanted to protect his baby girl from those dangerous little fellows. He took the pink mosquito net he had purchased a week ago, pulled the string on top, opened it and just when he was about to cover her with it.. He accidentally pressed the notch on top.. The mosquito-net closed right over her sending the middle steel rod straight towards her tender chest with such a force I can never imagine!
I screamed. Our hearts almost stopped and we froze in fear. Our minds immediately raced with thoughts of all that could have happened to our baby girl. We knew the next would be a loud helpless cry.. But Shhhhhh.. There was pin drop silence. Not even a mild moan. We looked closer. The steel rod was just a millimeter above her chest and our darling was still in her deep sleep. Nothing had disturbed her. Nothing woke her up. There she lay so peaceful and secure in her Creator’s arms! Right between that steel rod and my baby’s tender chest came His hand – His nailed pierced hand!
I then realized that no matter how extra cautious and careful we are as parents none but God can protect our babies cause they are all the apple of His eye.
Thank you, Lord, for you care… You care so much more than us!