It was a busy Friday for me. I hate being busy on a Friday, but it was a busy day anyway. From calls and teams to take and manage, to worrying about the status at work, I was swamped with anxieties.
It was day 16 of wifey’s post ovulation phase. We usually get nervous and jumpy around this period because we know its “Results” day. Did wifey get her BFP. And in all preceding months, we were often let down with bad news – it sucked seeing her go through all that discomfort month after month, having to endure that dreadful week while she recovers from her period symptoms and pain.
But this time around, it was abit different. We had been very tied up during the week with NCW, heading to QOP almost 5 times in a week to settle matters of the word and also catch up with our cathechists. (How we survived that was a miracle in itself!) And so as we were driving there wifey said she will not check the next day and I whole heartedly agreed with her decision – I too was tired and I didn’t want to ruin our weekend.
Little did I know that miss itchy backside decided to go and do the test the following day as her period still did not come and neither were there any signs of spotting or bleeding, which wifey felt was unusual.
I finally left office around 6.45 that Friday evening and as I trodded my way home I was greeted by a huge surprise from the little one who urged me on to come into his room. I reluctantly obliged as I wanted to actually greet wifey first but the llittle one won the battle of my attention and as I entered his room I was greeted by this awesome looking tent and balloons that had the words “BABY” printed on it. I gushed as I looked into the tent and saw the pregnancy kit (the digital one that too which red 2-3 weeks PREGNANT)
I embraced my wife as she entered the room and I was speechless and overjoyed. It was a beautiful and very very special surprise for me. I couldn’t believe it that she was finally pregnant after so long and that we would be having a baby.
More importantly, as I shared with wifey that night, I was happy that my son would have a sibling. That he wont be alone in this world. That he will be a real “Kor-Kor” and he will be able to share his love with his sibling.
We still haven’t seen the Gyne yet, but from the blood test wifey took on Saturday, it looks very promising – her hormone levels are in good shape which also means everything is going well. I will continue praying, but also giving thanks to God for this wonderful gift.
3 years in the making, 2 miscarriages and 1 helllova journey. I am going to be a daddy again! The first time I found out was nearly 5 years ago – it was definitely a pleasant surprise, on 7th Jan (today) to know that I will be a father. Definitely one exciting journey ahead!
