My employer announced full closure of offices for safety measures in March in the wake of Covid-19 first reported case. All employees were to work from home. Part of me was excited and part of me wondered how things would be. One thing that remained important to me was I needed to keep safe and every member of my family needed to keep safe. A week and a half later my husband joined us then the President locked in residents of Nairobi. It had been past 2 years since hubby and I lived in one house. It was a welcome move not just for me but for my daughter who would be seeing her two parents every morning when she wakes up. He works and resides away from Nairobi. You know how things are we got to pay bills and God helps us manage and continues to be the third strand that binds our marriage. It was time for my family to bond and make some good memories.
We did so much as a family. I finally got to learn how to use the oven a year after singing a song to hubby to buy me an oven I up my cooking skills. Believe me, I am talented here. Lakini wanawake tuna mambo (Eve lookalikes (women) are special breed)🙄🙄. You can imagine the fuss I made daily till the oven was bought. Once it landed, hubby was its lower docket user, he would make us some choma (Roasted meat). Anyway thanks to Corona I learned to make Lasagna, cakes , buns , biscuits and pizza. We also agreed to go on daily walks early morning to keep fit mentally and physically. Being at home with uncertainty wasn't a comforting thing for many. The morning walk and run helped ease our minds. My daughter would have her evening walk accompanied by her father, her nanny or myself. We also got to teach our daughter few things and fix up some broken items in the house. We did general and major cleaning. We prayed and worshiped God as a family. Corona helped us enjoy life as a family. God also made it possible for us to pay all our bills and sustained us through the period we were together. The greatest highlight was when it was confirmed to us that our daughter would soon be a big sister.
We were elated !! it was an answered prayer item. From the parents to be, to the sister to be and to our prayer partner couple. Another cake was in another oven 🎉🎉🎉. We all felt blessed and honored by God. It was an amazing miracle. We had for long been longing to give our daughter a sibling . The reality of Corona made me realize why it's good for her to get a play mate. That tells you how much joy we all had.
My tenant came with conditions at 4 weeks I couldn't wear jeans or skirts. They demanded their space and I complied. Then my perfume 😂😂 was halted too. Then I couldn't stand the smell of onions , sanitizer or food. I didn't know what to eat. Thank God for my nanny she helped me with the cooking. God has blessed our family by giving her to us. I always ask God to bless and keep her. I was eating half the food my daughter eats and it was enough. I ate like a hen; very picky. Today I would be comfortable with this food, the next day I could not stand the food. Sometimes it would hold sometimes it would all get out. Most importantly I was happy I was going to be a mum again.
At 8 weeks I experienced my first scare with bleeding. I went visited my Gyna and he did a scan and confirmed baby was intact and even had a heartbeat. It is a priceless sound for any parent to hear, especially that first time. I was put on medication to contain the bleeding. The night before the Gyna visit I was scared, I prayed that God would not take the baby away from us. I had called upon all my prayer warriors. God answered our prayers. The injections began and we were on our journey of meeting face to face.. We even managed to get an English name for a boy and girl. The boy's name was easier for majority to pronounce. Even my 3 yrs old would pronounce it comfortably. I loved the meaning of each name. After we went home and with the doctors confirmation I went on to share the news with my daughter. Her face brightened up and they began bonding. She would say goodnight to me and then touch my belly and say goodnight baby. At times she would say, "ako smart" (Baby is smart). I don't know how she could see. Guess they interacted. Do you know she even shared her toys. They would play and the toys would be placed on my tummy. There are days she would just say, good morning baby and forget about me. We were a happy family.
At 10 weeks 3days I was cold. I had been feeling cold the past week and work had become hard but I felt it's normal because we are in July. I thought perhaps the pregnancy drag is catching up with me too. The cold became too much on Friday, July 10,2020 that I had to leave work early despite having an urgent report to finalize and submit. I had thoughts of working from home once I got home. That wasn't to be. Even after I took a shower I just couldn't shake off the cold. I couldn't work from home as I thought. I dressed warm and covered myself in the blanket but I was still cold. In the evening my nanny prepared some arrowroot , potatoes and meat. Don't look at me like that 🙄🙄 it's good Kikuyu food that I enjoy. Unfortunately it was one of those days that I couldn't hold the food. I threw up and it was nothing like the previous times. Water was good enough and I went to sleep after the good nights and prayers. In the wee hours of the morning I woke up from a dream then went to the bathroom. Only to return to the bedroom scared because the bleeding I had seen before bedtime was more than what I saw. I texted hubby who coincidentally happened to be awake. He comforted me as I was now crying and reminded me God is in control . Yes , he went back to work. Corona holiday was over. For some weird reason he confessed he had trouble sleeping. I calmed down and we agreed I would go see my Gyna first thing as early as possible. It was still too early to leave the house, He promised to remain awake with me and to also pray. I called upon all persons awake to pray for me too. In fact, coincidentally Fr. C.K's daily devoting came through from him and I asked him to pray for me. I told him specifically what it was about. I needed God's strength because I didn't know what was coming.
I lay on the bed then the cramping began. Everything came to a stand still. The bleeding just would not stop. Then the amniotic fluid got out. It became too much to bear. I called mum and she agreed to come take me to hospital. I thank God we don't live too far from each other. I learned how to wear a baby diaper that night. They are really comfortable by the way. These companies need to make sanitary towels of such material. Mum arrived about 30 minutes later in the company of my brother and off we went to hospital. I was in tears for the physical pain and emotional pain. The reality was too much to bear. I could hear mum praying as the contractions came. She drove at her best speed and we were finally at the hospital. The doctor on stand by came , listened to me and decided it's best to call the resident Gyna. I thought it would be someone I knew but that was not to be. Most importantly was for me to get help. I was still bleeding and contractions seemed to be on and off. I know contractions because I experienced them during the birth of our daughter. He advised to examine me before sending me for a scan. The examination confirmed I was dilated and he needed me to go for a scan too. The scan confirmed everything. The heartbeat was gone 😢😭 our baby had became at angel that Saturday morning.
With everything confirmed it was time to know how all the contents that the scan displayed would be removed from the womb. The Gyna advised on three options. A medical procedure in the theater, some take home drugs to speed the process or to go home relax and let nature clear it all normally. I called my Gyna who advised on going for the second option. I was given sick off and we drove back home. I feared taking the drugs. The side effects I was to look out for as the doctor prescribed scared me. On my way home from hospital I called my bosses and told them I couldn't finalize on the report. I then asked my colleague to help work on it as I had since been taken ill. God is faithful I managed to share what I had done which I knew was not satisfactory. It was however the best I could do as the contractions intensified by the hour.
Later that Saturday evening I called my Gyna and told him the drugs prescribed to me. I needed to get a confirmation they were okay. He confirmed they were okay and also added that the dose given to me was very minimal. The side effects would therefore be negligible. I still didn't take the drug. I slept peacefully until 3.30 am when I woke up to go the the bathroom then went back to bed. I however couldn't sleep so I went online to check up some few things. Then all hell then broke loose! 🙆🏽🙆🏽🙆🏽 Kanungo (Intense labor pains) landed and it had come with its children. I became a night runner 😂😂. Walking from my bedroom to the bathroom naked. Anyone who has been to the labor ward knows what I am talking about. Every clothing became unbearable. It feels like it's adding to the pain. You don't know whether to sit , stand or lie on the floor. I was however very conscious. I didn't want to make a mess because its cleaning would have been a task I can't even imagine my nanny would do. I had etiquette in labor , ha!ha!ha! well except for walking naked. No worries I had sent my nanny back to bed after I requested her to make strong tea (concentrated tea leaves without milk just water). I cried out in pain as God ensured my daughter slept soundly. It would have been a traumatizing scene for her to witness. At some point I thought of pulling out my hair, weuwe!!(You!) let's just say my whole body was on fire 🔥 and I was sweating at the same time. The ordeal lasted between 4.00- 5.30am. What was left finally left the building and I was back to my normal self. All the pain kaput. No sweating , No fire. Just cool waters. I cleaned up and went to bed and slept till 7.30am.
When I woke up Sun morning I was fresh. Ready to face the day. No much pains just bleeding and after breakfast I took the prescribed drug so that it clears completely. I even got energy to sit down and work on all the reports I was supposed to work on and submit the previous day. God had given me the energy and healed my pain. Life needed to continue. I finalized the report and submitted on email. It's the best I could do. I still have tests to be done later and I am trusting God to clear everything . I bless God because He enabled and enables me do it all. He gives me strength when my body fails me. God is faithful ladies and gentlemen. His will must always prevail. He knows what it best for each of us. He has great plans for us all. I could chose to be bitter but I can't because when we were praying for our unborn, I released myself to His will. I asked Him to give me courage to accept His will. He gave my daughter the privilege to share her toys and even chit chat their baby. Her sibling and I even went to check out her new school next year. The school was another answered prayer. I bless God for all the support systems I have had in this walk. My mum, husband , brother, daughter, my nanny and prayer partner couple. We continue to trust God for complete restoration. Blessings will rain and overwhelm us. He wipes all our tears and heals all pain. 👌👌👌👌
I have surrendered to His will. This wasn't our season to be parents again, our season is coming. He has great plans over the life of each of us. Don't let age, time and present circumstances tell you otherwise. To God all that is null and void. I hope you are blessed and inspired. That was the main aim of
this write up. And also for my baby to know regardless of our short
period together I appreciated every moment. And I give God all the glory
for everything.
Disclaimer: I don't want sorry messages. I have since moved on. God has given me peace. I am moving forward using my past victories from God to face the challenges of today and courage to go into the future knowing God got me. He got all of us. Release it all to Him you will be amazed at what He will do for you.
