As I was saying earlier, time flies crazy,its hard for me to believe that I'm in the next stage of life, infact, had a double promotion altogether. A wife to my darling husband Paul Rajesh and a mother to my little angel Jessica.
Our marriage was on October 11th 2007, and that was one of the most memorable days of my life. Rajesh and I started our lives like every newly weds do, very excited, commited, happy and content. Life was smooth for us for a month till my husband had to go back to Muscat to rejoin work and process the visa for me to join him. Afterwhich I was lonely, at that point of time no relation around u exist, as if we were the only ones on planet. Not my mum or dad can comfort me. Moreover I was pregnant immediately (I thank God for the precious life He gave us), and that news was some kind of comfort. Later it took 5 months to join Rajesh in Muscat, and I was 5 months pregnant with Jess. That day when I saw hi, after so many months was the other happy moment. Life went on, and we had to prepare ourselves to welcome the baby. The question of me going back to India raised, but I was too adamant and didnt want to leave Rajesh another time. So we (includes parents as well) came to a compromise that I was going to deliver here. Rajesh and I shopped for the baby, preparing our baby bag to take and run to the hospital at the right moment. My grandma came over to help me with the delivery. How greatful am I to her, at such an age (79 yrs), she came all the way here to help me.
The day of labour finally arrived. On 2nd July, early in the morning around 2, my water broke and was rushed to the hospital. And there, since I didnt get any pain, I was induced to get the pain, but was in vain. All of a sudden around 8:50 am, nurses prepared me for an emergency C-section because the baby's heart rate was fading. At that point of time, in panic and anxiety, God was my only comfort. At 9:04 am, Jessica was born, wrapped up in pink, her dad was the first person to see and hold her. What a relief for him. He definitly went through hell wondering if the baby and I were doing well. I was completely out of conscious, and after I woke up, the first thing I asked the nurse was my baby. They carried her in and put her beside me. Oh what a sight, she was the most beautiful baby I've ever seen. Her rosey cheeks, tiny hands and feet, and her cry was so beautiful, I simply could'nt control my tears. I thanked God that moment, and till today, for Jessica.
Now she is 16 moths old, and still God is very gracious and merciful to us. He's taking care of our small family and I am so very grateful to Him. Thank you Jesus for everything!
