After the day with Brian things were hard at first to cope with the fact that I was going to end up being a single mom. I just decided to focus on taking care of myself for the baby, and to stay busy and productive. Plus I had some good support to make sure I did. With work, school, and church I had no time to sit and deal with the what if's. I really became relied on God to help me through this.
About a week later I went to church as usual, which my church family knew that Brian and I had split up, just did not to know that I was with child. My Pastor's wife said that she was sorry to hear about Brian and my break up, and that it was better to know now before we got married. I began to cry. She asked what was wrong. I told her to sit down. I told her that I was pregnant, but not to tell anyone until I know for sure that I don't miscarry. She did. About two weeks after that Brian went to their house, and talked. He slipped and told Pastor. He promised crap to them, but never fullfilled it. Neither was my Pastor or his Wife mad at me that I was going to have a child on my own. They embraced me and said they will help see that the baby became a child of God.
March 13, 2007 my mom and I went to my OB appointment. I amazed the doctor because it was actually suppose to be an appointment to check on how my PCOD was doing, but instead they learned that I was pregnant. He did an ultrasound found out that YES I was very much pregnant and I would have him in October. The cool thing was I was far enough that we got to hear the heart beat for the first time. My mom and I were in tears of joy. The doctor told me that because of a previous miscarry to take thing easy.
March 16, 2007 (but I didn't find out until the next day) we had a very tragic accident in our family. My step- father was at work and fell 12ft landed on his head on concrete. We did not know what was all going to take place. My mom called Pastor, and they went to the hospital to be with my mom and step- father. They asked if I had been notified about the accident. My mom said no because one I was at work, and two she was afraid that the news would cause me to lose the baby. My pastor and his wife said that they would be the ones to break it to me since I was pregnant. Lucky that the next day I had off. My pastor's wife called and said that they wanted to spend sometime with me that day. I said okay. They came and got me, and on the way out of town to go to the hospital they broke the news to me, and that we didn't know how things would turn out because it was the first citical days of the injury. I took the news okay. It was hard, but I knew I had to stay calm because of being pregnant. Eventhough my step- father was in a coma I told him he had to get better to spoil the new grandchild that was coming.
At church the next day I noticed everyone was sad about the news of my step-father's accident, and the unknown what was going to take place with him. I decided to change the mood from sadness to happiness. Than when bad things take place good things are more. I finally told the church during praise time that in the midst of a tragedy we were rejoicing because there would be a new baby in the church. Everyone was pleased to hear that in the storm we had something to rejoice about. One of the ladies from the church asked when I was due I told her around her birthday. Her words were "I pray that the baby would be born on my birthday, because no matter what if I am here or not we till share a bond forever." We would find out later her prayer was answered.
After months of rehab and relearning how to do things my step father was released able to walk and talk. His memory of somethings are not the greatest but he is alive. After a few more months of being home he eventually returned to work at the place where the accident took place. He rejoiced in the Lord that he was alive and able to hold the new grandchild that was on the way, and later we found out he had another one on the way as well because his daughter was a couple months behind me. So we had three reason to rejoice.
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