My baby boy turned 6 last month!! It feels like just the other day that we discover our little surprise....and what a surprise he was!!! I fell pregnant with Fanboy while I was still breastfeeding Chum-chum! The Dr told me it could not happen, and guess what? I had to go and prove him wrong!
Unlike all my other pregnancies, I had no idea that I was pregnant with Fanboy. I had a 5 year old son, and a very lively 15 month old baby. I remember my hubby telling me one morning that while we were sleeping, he held me, and while his hand was on my stomach, it felt just like it did when I was pregnant. We had a good laugh, and I decided that maybe gym was a good option right about then. I started thinking something was a little bit odd when I woke up in the early hours of the morning, starving! Now everybody that knows me, knows that I am NOT a morning person, and I never eat before about 10 am, unless I am pregnant! Then I pretty much ate every 2 hours!! I went and did a pregnancy test that same day, and it turned out negative! I left it at that. A little while later I was standing in a que and a few feet away from me was a pregnant lady. Awe sweet....I thought, until I looked down at my own tummy and realized that my tummy looked ALOT like hers! The fact that I could not pull my tummy in, no matter how hard I tried, should have given it away then....but I was as blind as a bat to all the baby flags!!! All I kept on thinking was that I seriously needed to join a gym.....
Whilst teaching one morning, I suddenly had a wave of nausea, and literally had to run to the loo.....and still I did not see the signs, I thought it was something I ate!! Silly hey, but a person only sees what they want to see....but by the end of a full week of running out of the classroom at about the same time every day, I had to face the facts. I went back to the Dr, yip the one who told me I could not get pregnant while breastfeeding, and guess what....he told me I was pregnant!!! Now, I don't handle shock like normal people do, seeing as how I am not like ANY other person I know. I kind of do the whole hysterical laughing thing. So you can well imagine that my husband thought I was joking with him, when I phoned him, hysterically laughing whilst trying to tell him he was going to become a dad again! He actually drove all the way home, just to see the test!
I had a pretty normal pregnancy until about 27 weeks(which later turned out to be about 22 weeks). I started spotting and had contractions. I was put into bed rest, and let me tell you, with a baby, that was no easy task! I eventually made it to 38 weeks, and the Dr did a C-section.
I remember hearing Fanboy's first cry. It was so beautiful! All I kept on thinking was that at the exact moment he took his first breath, God was in that very room with us, blowing His breath of life into my little baby boy. It was amazing! The Dr told us that the cord was wrapped around Fanboy's neck twice!It was so amazing to think that God guided the Dr to do a C-section as opposed to natural birth. I don't even want to think what would have happened if I had a natural birth. Fanboy could have been strangled!
I saw him briefly before they whisked him away to have him cleaned up, and already I love him with all of my heart!This amazing surprise, our special gift from God!
About 2 hours after his birth, I asked my hubby to go and see why the nurse had not brought Fanboy to me to breastfeed. He left and I could hear a hustle and bustle in the corridors. My hubby came back telling me that Fanboy had been taken for X-rays, and that the Dr was on his way, as there was something wrong. We waited for what felt like an eternity. The Dr came and told us that Fanboy had developed breathing complications. They had been wrong with my due date as I had no LMS to go on, and that they think he was actually born at 35 weeks. They needed to have him transferred to a bigger hospital, as they needed to get him to a ventilator. My heart felt like it stopped at that very second. I had not even held my baby.....
I remember phoning our friends and family and asking them to pray for my little newborn baby boy. In the midst of all of this confusion and fear, God gave me peace and told me to call in the elders and have him anointed. I phoned our pastor, and he came and prayed for Fanboy. About 6 hours after I had my spinal, two amazing nurses came to me, and told me that they could not see me in this amount of agony. They were going to take me to see my baby in the nursery, even if they had to carry me! By the Grace of God, I was able to walk, with their assistance to the nursery, even though my legs still felt like jelly.
The moment I saw Fanboy lying there, helpless in the incubator, I knew that I loved him more than life! I sat there praying and willing him to live. He was so tiny, yet perfect! Amazingly, by the time the Dr returned, Fanboy's breathing had improved, to such an extend that they decided to keep him at the hospital where we were. He was not allowed to have any feeds for three days and we were not to touch him unnecessarily as this would take his concentration of his breathing. I got to hold my baby for the first time when he was three days old, and it was the most incredible feeling. We were able to go home after six days! God had performed a miracle, the first of many in Fanboy's life.
I can not thank God enough for this amazing gift He gave us, my baby boy, who now is already 6 years old!!! My little man, who, no matter how old he is, will always be my baby.....the little boy with the most amazing personality, that's always smiling, that always makes everybody laugh with his jokes and his pranks. The little boy with the most amazing blue eyes, that steals everybody's hearts the moment they meet him......My baby boy.......Fanboy!!
I love you Fanboy xxx
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