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Saturday, November 3, 2012
And There Were Three
It was late night of October 31th when my wife begun to complain of painful contractions and the intervals were getting closer, about 10 minutes apart... and down to every 5 minutes. I kept on telling my wife that she’ll be okay, as we had already been to our OBGyn. But I saw how painful it was that she was already crying as she held my hands very tight. It was passed 1 AM when we decided that we ran to the hospital just to have her checked and her condition be properly monitored.
As we were in a taxi going to the hospital, the pain continued and I could hear her sobbing because of it. I told the driver not to drive too fast especially when passing rough roads since there were a lot of areas still under repairs. I was preventing anything that could worsen the hurt she’s feeling at that moment. We arrived at around 2 AM in the hospital where she was immediately admitted and brought directly to the delivery room.
I was left in the hospital lobby to process the necessary requirements and payments. The cashier told me that I needed to deposit 30,000 pesos if there will be an advice for delivery. I told her what our OBGyn told us earlier that my wife was not still due and there’s a great possibility that it was false alarm. Luckily, I convinced her and she only asked a P5,000 pesos deposit.
It was passed 3 AM when a nurse called me, I was thinking she’s going to ask me for my wife’s meds or for her things... But life was full of surprises, she told me, “Sir, meet your son”. I was left speechless. Before I could react she already went inside the nursery. I was not able to even ask her if he’s just okay. Or if he needs special care since he’s almost a month early. And how’s my wife?
Lucky for me, I had some company which got me out of my worries. They told me that just by looking at my child, he was perfectly fine. He’s very active and the nurse let me see him. They added that normally, if there’s a problem, she will be directed to the nursery’s ventilator or incubator. Man, was I glad to hear it... And I later confirmed from one of the nurses.
So, our youngest was born passed the hour of 3 in the morning. My praises to our Lord that everything went well for both my wife and our son and for the normal delivery, it was indeed a blessing to our family. As to my son, Jacob, welcome to our family, we may not give you everything in this world but we will definitely give you the love and care you deserve and we’ll do what we can to provide you your needs. To Yahweh be the glory.