So I woke up on wednesday morning and literally the first thing that dropped in my mind was ‘OH NO!!! What am I going to spend my time doing today???’
Dang!!! U see, I had a doctor’s appointment Tuesday and frankly, I prayed that on examination, she would tell me those oh-so-welcome words that I was in early stages of labour and I just have enough time to dash home and get my hospital bag and fiam, to labour ward.
Whosai!!! The Doctor, a female (and I prefer male ObGyns walahi. Infact male docs in general) just chose that day to be full of rubbish lol. I should do a post of the hospital I use now in Lagos. Hopefully I will soon.
Well, the doctor was doing her job obviously but for the expectations I had, to hear her say ‘do you have medication to last you another week at least?’ annoyed me endlessly. Which kain yeye ‘another week’? Hiss. Drugs that I’ve stopped taking already.
Then when she measured my tummy, she said ‘Has anyone told you your baby is big?’
Another nonsense!!! I’m like ‘My last scan at week 36plus put baby at 3.0kg woman!!!’ And interestingly, the doctor I saw then was male and he took his time to explain every single thing the scan read to me and it was a perfect report.
So where did this woman get ‘big baby’ from?
Then she measures again and realises she made a mistake.
Next rubbish she says is I need to get my blood sugar tested for some silly routine reason and that how come I haven’t tested it so she refers me to the lab.
Hiss!!! At 39weeks plus I am testing blood sugar??? Gestational diabetes??? At almost term??? Woman, I’m good to pop and not doing any more tests biko.
God knows I left her office upset, mad, angry, touchy and maybe a tad confused.
All sorts going through my head…
‘What if this baby is truly big?’
‘What if there is a problem with the blood sugar test?’
‘What if this baby is really late and I have to be induced?’
‘What if this this this and that that that…’
I recall I went to TFC to eat afterwards and while waiting for the food took my confessions.
When I got home, I was a bit more settled and then like the lover that He is, the Holy Spirit whispers to me
‘And you said you were ready? Just this small talk from the doctor who is just doing her job and you are already reacting like this?’
It hit me!!!
Now thoughts and fears would come. That’s normal.
Doctors would give their nonsense reports if only to appear knowledgeable. Moreover they are saying what they see… No doctor will have faith for you.
But frankly, tz not for me to now be moved by every rubbish they say or any symptom that suffices. Instead I am to take that report and cancel it with the Blood and my confessions.
And believe that it is cancelled. And keep my peace.
Aside from the fact that I didn’t like that female doctor, she didn’t say anything out of place… frankly.
I still dunno why I was losing bladder control.
The devil had attempted to creep in with her ‘loose words’ and I let him in unknowingly.
But it was on wednesday I felt the full import of what God was saying cos like I said, I woke up that day feeling like I was REALLY tired of being preggers and wondering how will I go through the day etc? I had nothing to look forward to again. My stuff from the US had arrived and I had sorted what didn’t. My friend who gifted me a car seat had delivered.
My boppy pillow I ordered had come in from Dealdey. So technically, the real waiting game began.
Now while I love to hang out with friends, I had made a conscious effort that I won’t spend these final waiting days visiting friends on a regular tho I had quite a few to visit. Aint nobody got time for ‘see finish’ abeg. Suffered that from some babe last year so learnt to moderate stuff. So I knew I would spend more time indoors, going out only when absolutely necessary.
I am particularly grateful for the lone time I had that wednesday with my God. At first tho, I had griped back and forth with a friend who is due the same time as I on how shebi tz our mates that be popping at 37/38 weeks. Why is our own different lol. God then carefully tried to teach me how sometimes we think we are ready for something but we fully aren’t.
But He alone is a perfect God… His Ways. His Works. And of course His timings!!! We don’t know it all BUT we have to trust Him.
I kept hearing Rev Victor Adeyemi’s voice when he said while preaching one day that as he wondered why man was created last, God told him ‘I didn’t create man until all things were ready…’
The same way God told me my baby would come at HIS own perfect timing when all things are ready just as in Genesis. And I am truly ready too. Not easily shaken by whatever comes out of a doctor’s mouth believing only HIS report as detailed in my personal confessions and His Word.
I just had a wave of peace wash through me as I communed with my Father. I knew God still had miracles to do for me before baby appears. Infact i feel like He is waiting to surprise me in a valentine lover kinda way so I totally surrendered. Afterall, HE is perfect in all His ways biko.
So whenever You will Lord… Surprises and all 🙂
In the meantime, what to do?
1. Stay amp-ing my faith. I realised where my faith needed work and started to work on it.
2. Keep my confessions up and steady. No rubbish doctor’s report can faze me now forgerrit!!!
3. Rest!!! Rest!!! Rest!!! Notice I didn’t say sleep… Sigh!!!
4. Walk!!! Walk!!! Walk!!! My daily walks have been going over an hour these days. Prouda me mehn!!!
5. Blog!!! Hehehe
6. Go for a photo shoot!!!
And come Friday, guess who went for a studio shut down??? E’
Infact thursday night I had a mini drama with my tummy and was so uncomfy I thought the baby was coming. I just calmly told my body ‘mba ooo. I aint ready biko. I’m going to take pictures tomorrow’ hehehe.
For some reason, I totally forgot to have my pictures taken just before delivery. Something I always said I’ll do. Biko chill baby…
After a 2hour walk that Friday morning, I got in, showered, ate, packed my bag and headed for the studio. Had a blast. Oh pictures are therapeutic walahi!!!
Signing off with some of the pictures.
Sent them to hubs to put them up n he said No biko. Until I deliver he will now do a collage with the baby. Cos he wasn’t ready to start answering yamayama questions on ‘She never born?’ Looooool.
But trust me na… Instagram, FB, Twitter all at once loooool.
Immediately I put it up on BBM I started trending. Hehehe.
And no stupid questions either. My last post helped… 🙂
Btw saw this picture on BBM and almost fainted from laughter
Lord God indeed…
Happy weekend darlings… Lemme see if I can work on another post 🙂