In the year 2015 of October, another chapter of my life unfolded. I married the man whom I prayed for, I had a stable and wonderful job, I had everything that I needed. But a sacrifice had to be made.
My husband had to train in Laguna for a few months then once finished he will be sent to Japan to work. I was anxious and at the same time lonely since we just got married and then we will be apart. It was hard in the beginning but I got used to it as the time passes since his motive was clear and that it is for our family.
The good thing was they can go home when they have a long break. Thankfully, he was able to go home for Christmas and we had a good time with our family. We made most of our time together because we knew we have little time left before he flew to Japan.
Christmas break was over so quick and we had to go back to reality. But being back in reality little did I realized that something was about to change everything.
My first pregnancy was not as smooth as anybody else. Day by day, little by little I noticed a lot of changes in me. I became super sensitive with almost all kinds of smell, I had morning sickness until the first week of the second trimester, I throw up almost every day and I felt sleepy and exhausted. I was not feeling well at all and was complaining the whole time.
Until one time, I watched Anmum's advertisement. I was moved and was literally crying while watching it (blame it to the hormones, lol). From that moment, I thought as if my baby was talking to me. I told myself, those changes I went through was all for my baby's growth. My baby was trying his best to grow and I should also try my best to endure all those changes. I related to Anmum's slogan "Celebrate the changes" and that's what I did.
Video credits: Anmum
A complete change in me occurred when I first heard my baby's heartbeat, I was blown away. It really hit me and it really made me happy. But all throughout my pregnancy, never did I think that I was alone. I became stronger and braver because and for my baby and never knew I had that kind of strength in me.
After few months of waiting, I was about to pop. They say the most nerve-racking part was the waiting game and indeed it was. At that moment, I just wanted the baby out but it seems me and my baby was not in tune. I was tired, impatient and frustrated at the same time because from the time I was confined, everybody would message me every day if the baby's already out. I was so desperate which made me ran for an hour every 2 hours and squat alternately. Though I was so frustrated still I was able to pull myself together. I remained composed until I was in true labor, I was brought into the delivery room and I was doing my best push for the baby to come out.
Pushing the baby out was no joke, it was my most painful experience ever. At some point, I was about to quit, but it came to me that if I'm not gonna push myself to the limits, my baby's gonna suffer. So I grab those handle, took a deep breath, spread those legs and push as hard as I can and finally the baby's out! Hearing his loud cry made me at ease, it was not just other baby's cry, it was my baby's! That was the most memorable moment of my life. My life wasn't perfect, but my baby was the missing piece of my life's puzzle. And I am forever grateful to God for giving us such a precious gift. For giving me strength throughout my pregnancy and for being my loving God. No matter how much I suffered, I can say, it was all worth it!
This was my baby at 1 year old
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