The Week from Heaven

She sat on the edge of the toilet shaking her right leg tensely in a continuous rhythm. She could hear through her bathroom window in the background, the steady hum of the generator outside and in the distance the screams of the neighbours kids on their way to school but absolutely nothing could distract her gaze from the little white item in her hand. She simply stared at it non-stop and although she sat still, her heart was racing like a cat on fire and in that moment she was scared and anxious. This was going to be one of the most important moments of her life. OMG!!! She couldn’t stand, she couldn’t sit hence the still shaking leg.

She had just returned form her honeymoon earlier in the week and although it was a late honey moon that came roughly 9 months after the wedding, it was a beautiful 3 days. During the holiday she had gone mountain climbing, cliff jumping, hiking, phew it was as heavenly as it could get.

However, despite the unbelievably clean air and the beautiful scenery and all the nice things that come with honey moons, the only weird thing is that she remembered being a little under the weather at the oddest times but considering the fact that her time of the month was supposed to show up any day, it didn’t mean nothing.

Fast forward to the bathroom moment, the noise in her head was in overdrive but she had to concentrate on what was in her right hand and that she did with all intensity. Gradually the pink stain separated from the pink stain and the rest of the white plastic to expose two faint pink lines one fainter than the other.

She was pregnant.

Joy, fear, anxiety, excitement,anger, nausea……. any major emotion you can think of came coursing through her blood. ” I am pregnant” she whispered to herself almost afraid to say it out loud for fear that it would be a lie. She repeated it again louder and smiled as she walked into the bedroom sat beside her Man and said to him, “we are pregnant”  and started to cry (tears of joy of course). Its was beautiful ,it was what they had prayed for and waited for, it was perfect and all was well. Heaven couldn’t have given her a better gift.

Once again she sat on the edge of the toilet seat shaking her right leg tensely in a riotous rhythm. She could hear a colleague enter the bathroom stall next to hers but absolutely nothing could distract her gaze from the little white item in her hand. She simply stared at it non-stop and although she sat still, her heart was racing like a cat on fire and in that moment she was scared and anxious. This was going to be one of the most important moments of her life. OMG!!! She couldn’t stand, she couldn’t sit hence the still shaking leg.

It had been a week since she found out and in that period she discovered all that was possible to know about her baby at that time. Her little Miracle (pom-pom she called it) was 5 weeks and 4 days old and in that time she had become a Mom.

But despite the unbelievable happiness she and her Man felt, she was afraid. Delirious with happiness but still worried. Telling everybody in and out of the family basking in all the changes that were happening to her body, after all it was a necessary evil but in the back of her mind worried sick that all that “honey moon activity” (hiking etc) could prove problematic.

Fast forward again to the bathroom moment, the noise in her head was in overdrive but she had to concentrate on what was in her right hand and that she did with all intensity. She stared at it refusing to believewhat she saw. She saw blood so red it felt like she had never seen blood before, so red it almost looked beautiful in contrast to the white tissue paper, so red it could only mean trouble.

Two Hospital visits, many silent and loud prayers, cramps and pain beyond description and many tablets later. She still saw blood, so red it looked like hell, so red with its presence causing more physical pain that any dismenorrhea ever could but not even coming close in comparison to the heartache it was causing.

Being a Mom for her lasted just a week. Being a Mom was such a beautiful feeling she imagined to herself that every woman deserves that feeling and if the words of her sister are anything to believe, that feeling is nothing compared to when you meet your little Pom-Pom physically. It may seem short to some even funny to others but to her that week was a privilege, a sign of greater things to come, a blessing many have prayed for and have not received.

That week was definitely a gift from Heaven.

Dedication

To any Mommy-to-be who is waiting for her next Miracle her little Pom-pom. Stay ready your rainbow is coming sooner than you know.

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