The last few weeks have been a bit of a whirlwind but as I reflect back, I can’t help but feel incredibly grateful. I feel grateful to God for the swift and safe arrival of Ben and to those around us for all of the love and support we’ve received these last few weeks.
I couldn’t have ever imagined how quick labour could be. Jacob’s labour wasn’t overly long but it was a good 12 hours and took a good hour to push him out. It was excruciating as he was in the posterior position and I only had gas and air but it was calm and happened very methodically. On the 27th at 4:00pm I said to Dan that I thought I was in labour and perhaps we should call our friend to come to take care of Jacob just in case, however, perhaps it wasn’t anything, I wasn’t quite sure. At 5:00 we were expecting our friend to arrive at any moment and I remember thinking, she had better come quickly or this might be a home birth.
On the way to the hospital, as Dan was navigating the crazy rush our traffic, I remember saying to him that everything should be fine, I didn’t feel like I needed to push yet and last time I had to push for an hour so we had time. Little did I know, it only take one push to get a baby out. Had I known this, I would have been much less calm! We weren’t at the hospital for more than 40 minutes and Ben arrived. There was no time to even think about pain relief (or the lack thereof), I was in the actual birthing room for two minutes and he was out!
It all happened so fast, which was intense but wonderful at the same time. There was a tremendous sense of relief when Ben was born, healthy, scrunchy, red and perfect all at the same time. The hospital treated us well and, in many ways, we couldn’t have asked for a better experience. I am grateful.
Ben is a gift, and to me feels like a testimony of the goodness of God and how it’s best to make decisions based on the peace God gives us.
While in Lusaka we met a few people that we had never met before who took us under their wing and loved on us during our short stay. In a city where we knew virtually no one, we were cooked a few meals, baked a cake, given clothes and cards.
Since being home we’ve been surrounded with love. We’ve enjoyed many visitors and had many a meal cooked for us by friends. We feel very much loved.
In a strange way, having Ben makes me all the more grateful for Jacob as well. Don’t get me wrong, managing/containing/entertaining him is tiring and tricky in addition to having a newborn, but seeing the contrast between a newborn and a toddler, I feel like I have a new appreciation for Jacob’s personality, singing, dancing, and general antics. He’s being a fantastic big brother so far, another thing I am incredibly grateful for.