Waking up this morning, I had a flashback of what the labor room looked like when I gave birth to this my son 5 years ago. The pain I passed through for 48 hours, was like hell on earth 😉, the whole drama that happened there is still so fresh in my memory. After hours of labor without any significant progress, I was rushed to the theater for emergency surgery when the doctor sensed a negative sign on the baby...wow, how time flies.
A random photo of my son
I still picture the surgery event, the amazing nurses, doctors, and other health workers there in the theater working so fast to get all the needed materials for the surgery. I still remember how my husband was tensed 😂, asking 1001 questions to the doctors to be sure that I and my baby is alright... finally the surgery was done within 30 minutes and the cry of my son took away all the pain I had passed through 😍😍💕🥰....it was a sound of joy to everyone present in the theater. Thank God for my recovery, and for all, I went through, I am a survivor.
It's already 5 years ago and the motherhood journey between me and my son has been amazing. So far, I have seen greatness in the life of this boy...his perspective on life at this stage makes me wonder about the kind of wisdom he is endowed with. My joy knows no bounds for this great gift I have.
On this day, I pray that God will bless my son and bless every womb seeking this kind of gift. The joy that children bring to parents is immeasurable and it's my wish that anyone desiring a child will be blessed with children.
Friends, please wish my Son NETOa happy birthday and say a short prayer for him 🙏, it will be much valued and appreciated 🥰👍
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