I received a message from a very close friend: “Hi dear, I had a dream that you were pregnant. That is my prayer for you sweet mama.”
Okay, pregnancy is the best thing that can ever happen to a woman whose heart yearns to be called mom. Almost all the women I have met look forward to the day they will hold their bundle of joy in their arms and look straight into their eyes!
Children are a gift from above and should be taken as they come whichever way they have been packaged. I read and reread this message and all I could mumble to myself was,”From your mouth to God’s ears”.
I have always looked forward to having a baby sometime in my life. Ever since I was a kid, I have always wanted to have a daughter, my mind has always revolved around a baby girl and no one was going to make me think otherwise.
That was back then, things changed sometime back. Now, I look forward to a baby, any baby, be it a boy or a girl. I will shout at the top of my voice the day I will hold my baby in my own arms and look into its eyes forever!
I know that as much as some men and women would deny it. Many of us are in the same situation that I was in some time back. Our minds are stuck on a specific sex of a child, some seriously wish for a son while others would do anything for a daughter.
Two years ago, someone close to me was lucky enough to conceive, she had been hoping for a baby girl all her life, in fact, her mind was stuck on having a baby girl. She even had the names already, all she was waiting for was labour pains and pushing.
Six months into her pregnancy, she went for a scan to confirm the sex of the baby. The excitement in her voice when she made that phone call to me that morning told it all, it was a baby girl!
The next weekend, we were all over Toi Market shopping for Laquisha Tayana; yes, that’s the name she had given her unborn daughter. The dresses, the flowery caps, the pink shoes, the ‘I am a princess’ bibs, name them, we already had two full suitcases by the end of her seventh month.
Just at the beginning of her eighth month, she requested me to take her to the clinic for her normal pregnancy check-ups. I was sitting at the reception with other expectant women when we suddenly heard someone screaming from inside the doctor’s room.
I immediately recognised the voice and just as I was about to shoot to the room, my friend came out wailing and holding her stomach. The first thing that came to my mind was that she had lost the baby! I quickly ran and gave her a hug whispering
“Take heart dear, it shall be fine”. I helped her sit as the doctor walked out and ushered us back into the room begging my friend to calm down. After a short struggle, she accepted to walk back into the doctor’s room as I accompanied her, all eyes on us.
Once seated, I was the first to talk. “Doctor, what has happened to the baby?” He looked at me and answered that the baby was OK. I was perplexed. Why was my friend wailing? I was just about to ask her when she turned towards me and shouted, “Beryl it’s a boy, I want a girl”. I was relieved, thank God everything was okay!
It’s now two years since she received her bundle of joy! Her son is the best thing that has ever happened to her! She would never trade him for anything! How her feelings switched is all God’s work. Lesson learnt, a baby is a baby no matter the sex!