After three months of being married to my loving and thoughful wife, both of us were overwhelmed to know that she's having a baby. Our first baby! She went to see her doctor regularly till the expected month of delivering our most awaited blessing of our union from the Lord. (since this blog is about being a father, I will beg to discuss the details of our marriage; other blog maybe).
The baby was expected in November 21, 1997. Before the said date, we attended a retreat in November 1-2 in the same year. Exhausted and tired, we rested after we got home. A couple of days had past, we made some decorating at home. My wife joked and acted like a martial artist. She lifted her legs and tried to kick me. We laughed. And then she stopped and seriously said, "I'm bleeding."
Immediately, I rushed her to the hospital. We traveled an hour. The doctor and nurses attended to her at the Emergency Room. She was admitted. Her Ob-Gyne Doctor arrived and announced that the baby was about to come out. Excited, I started to pray for my wife's safe delivery of our firstborn.
From 7 o'clock in the evening, I went down and up from 4th floor to ground floor vise-versa.
Side story: another mother was rushed to the hospital near 12 midnight. After sometime, the nurse went out of the Delivery Room and called the surname of the father. I approached the nurse with the other father. Hahaha... we had the same surname! The nurse said, "The baby has a slight problem with her legs." Unconciously, I said, "That baby is not mine." Sad for the other father, I am right.
| Jann Fayel: 2 months old |
Down and up.. Up and down I went. More hours had past. Before the clock strikes 7 o'clock in the morning, after a long wait, I am a proud father of a healthy beautiful daughter!
In November 7, 1997 before 7 am, our bright and beautiful JANN FAYEL was born. A gracious gift from our Faithful God.
I am a father blessed by God!
