What More Can I Ask For?

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!

The Mosquito-Net Miracle

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!

When My Dream Crumbled

Becoming a mommy of three was always my childhood dream. I constantly dreamt of dressing them up, packing their school bags, helping them out in their home work, taking them for music lessons, teaching them to sing,  reading out bed time stories and every small thing a regular mom would do!

Life moved on… I got married to a handsome and wonderful young man. Married life was absolute bliss the first year until we wanted to have a baby!

Several months went by, with no signs of me becoming pregnant. Depression started setting in each time I got the news of someone getting pregnant. Viewing albums of newborns used to make me wonder whether I would ever get to enjoy such priceless moments. Every other relative and friend I came across started enquiring if I had any “good-news” and I didn’t have any!

I finally decided to visit a Gyno to get myself a normal check-up. What I expected to be a single visit, turned out to be a series of tests, scans and x-rays – trust me, not a very pleasant experience!

My first test result was –

Uterus – Mixed echogenic mass seen measuring 40 x 38 mm close to the left ovary… FIBROID.

Ovaries – Appear enlarged in size and volume with multiple small follicles seen at the periphery of both ovaries.

BOOOM! That was my first shocker! But I had a much scarier news awaiting me!

I was asked to undergo a hysterosalpingogram (HSG Test) to check if my fallopian tubes were doing okay. The doctor performed the test on me thrice and at the end of it her face looked rather disappointed. By the look on her face I knew she had some not-so-nice news for me. Yes! My fallopian tubes were missing on the x-ray!

That’s when my childhood dream crumbled!

I can never explain the pain and disappointment, I went through the following months. I could never return from a birthday party with a smile. It reminded me of what I could never enjoy. I felt embarrassed to come face to face with my friends who just turned mommies. (These are honest confessions of my heart and I don’t intend to offend anyone!). I even began to contemplate adoption, hoping that would be the least I could do to fulfill my dream. Through all these tough and agonizing moments, my husband was the strong pillar I leaned on. He constantly encouraged me not to give up and reminded that God was still in the miracle working business!

My DH was right! Despite all the medical odds, my preg card turned positive on the morning of 14th September 2009! I feared it might be an ectopic pregnancy. But it wasn’t because when my God does something, it can never ever go wrong! That morning marked the beginning of my dream! On May 7, 2010, our bundle of joy made her grand entrance!

Thus my God proved how He specializes in making dreams come true!