Just Pray

I’m back from giving birth last October 9, 2009. I’ll try to sound not as cheesy but this post will be filled of Praises to God for the good things he has done for me and my family.

On my second delivery I had been confident enough to think that everything was going to be alright because on my first pregnancy, everything went smoothly. I had a normal delivery with Migue and no complications whatsoever. I thought wrong. At 9 am my contractions started. As always, they start out mild, but this was a different contraction because I only feel like pooping unlike the first experience where my abdomen really hurts! I was glad because like mom’s experience she felt the same way on 5 of her kids. Just pooping feeling, no pain…

15 hours later… I was still on active labor. Interval now is 1-2 minutes. Apparently, I’ve lost all the water in the bag. I don’t know how. My water never broke. The pain was too much. I have great tolerance with pain but this time, I could no longer tolerate it and even cried for mercy to the sadistic doctors. I of course still did my best to keep it down. Resident doctors despise whiners and noisy screaming mothers-to-be. I prayed and prayed. Before I went to the hospital, text messages were sent to friends and family asking for prayers. (Thank you)

Finally, it was the doctor’s call for me to have Caesarian section because baby’s heart rate was getting weaker, I was losing a lot of blood instead of water, I couldn’t go beyond 5 centimeters. I was worried for the bill, for I heard they were VERY expensive. Doc called for Ernel to get inside the labor room so we could decide together. My husband saw me in excruciating pain. I asked my doctor how much and she said 80-90 thousand! My husband heard and we both knew we have nothing that amounts to such cost. My husband agreed and was really worried. Each time my contractions start and I cry out, Ernel alerts me of our baby’s heart rate going bad. Each time he does, it gives me courage to fight.

So you might ask how we paid it off? Let’s say, at the most difficult circumstances, when you pray, God listens and help will keep coming in. The hospital bills reached to six digit numbers. We don’t know how to pay them off. I cried when I saw the numbers. Worst, it took me two days before I could breastfeed Dean because he was having complications, and I was having difficulty since I was recovering. But do you remember the song, “God will make a way, where there seems to be no way”? This is soo true! I am thankful for our family, especially Ernel’s parents, Ate Jao and Kuya Wang, for the support, for the advices, for the love and for understanding. I’d like to thank my ever supportive mom who also cried at 1am and prayed for me, thank you to Kuya Jun, Kuya Steven and Ate frnacis. We are also very thankful for the people who prayed for us and for the supportive friends who made an effort to visit us. When hope is gone, PRAY!

Praise God for He is good and merciful!

Praise God for family!

Praise God for friends!