I must truly give thanks to God for the birth of my two children, Krysta and Kyle. Everything from conception to birth is really a testimony of how good God is. For someone like me who has irregular menstrual cycles (once every 4 months?), I am firstly quite amazed that I could even conceive in the first place. I remember after I stopped breastfeeding Krysta, my period only appeared once and then in March this year, my pregnancy test kit proved positive! God is indeed good!
Kyle was due on 1st of November 2014, but around the first week of October, I started having really bad cramps that I could not explain. The pain was excruciating and came frequently, so much so that one day, I thought that I was having contractions as I could feel an intense pain every 5 minutes. That Tuesday morning, I went to my hospital for a check up and during the scan, was told that I wasn’t having contractions and the baby and water bag was fine. It was then that I discovered I had urinary tract infection and was given a round of antibiotics to cure it.
But two days passed by and my pain was still there. I just endured it but on Wednesday night, it was really so painful after every cramp that I had to stop doing whatever I was doing and allow the pain to pass. The next morning I was due for my final pre-wedding photo shoot before my scheduled c-sec the following week (Kyle was in breech position). That night, I called my staff to standby for the shoot the next day in case I couldn’t go because of my intense pain.
I guess God had other plans because that Thursday morning, I noticed a bloody show on my underwear and realised that labour had already started! Once we reached the hospital and did a scan, we realised I was already 4cm dilated and was experiencing contractions! (and to think I was about to head out for a shoot!). Kyle was under distress and his heartbeat was slow every time a contraction came. Within half an hour, I was in the operating theatre and during the operation, my gynae said that my water bag had burst some time back as I was completely dry. But despite of all that drama, Kyle was born safely on the 9th of October 2014 at only 1.99kg.
By the way, Kyle’s name means “Victorious!”
I truly thank God for:
Keeping Kyle safe because he could have been infected through the UTI and burst water bag. (I seriously didn’t know when that happened, must have leaked out due to my frequent toilet trips due to the UTI)
Giving me a sign to go to the hospital because I couldn’t identify the other labour signs – contractions & burst water bag
And now at 1.5 months, for a growing, healthy baby boy who is more than 3kg!
Indeed, there is much to be thankful for. I am really grateful for my two beautiful children and a supportive husband who is always there to lend a hand. I never knew there was so much space in my heart to love someone until I married my husband and also delivered my children. Previously, life was always about myself, but now, I have become less self-centred and more outward focused. These precious images taken by Diane and Jamie when Kyle was a few weeks old make me cherish my family even more. What can I say, I am addicted to memories. :)
Krysta’s newborn photo on the wall above, taken by Asther. We recreated a shot that Asther did for us of Krysta 2 years ago, but this time, Kyle’s on the other shoulder! If we have a 3rd child, don’t really know where to place him/her!
Time to struggle into shoes for outdoor photos! (with a LOT of help from us)
Kyle’s victory wave!
In just 1.5 months, he’s grown so much, and is almost 4kg now! Thank God for these 2 little bundles of joy!
Photographers: Diane & Jamie
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Praise the Lord!!!
Praise the Lord!!!
Praise the Lord!!!
Lovely set of pictures. God is good!
Hi there, I came across this on my friend’s wall. Thanks for sharing about God’s intervention in Kyle’s life. I went through the same thing (somewhat) – i had a premature rupture of membrane at week 34 and my son, Ezra, was born at the end of week 35, with an emergency c-sec and an empty water bag! I had a slight fever during contractions and God somehow protected Ezra from infections. That was in 2012. Now he’s an active, bubbly, cheeky 2-year-old chatterbox and God is continually working in his life in ways we cannot imagine.
Parenthood is not easy… But with a God who walks with us, I know, semua boleh jalanlah :)
All the best for you and your family. Keep shining!
Thanks for sharing too, Marion! Coincidentally, Kyle’s middle name is Ezra! :)