The mother and the baby

Rainy day

The morning shower slowly hit the ground at 6.45am when the bed offered the coziest place on earth. It wasn't an easy up waking moment. It's more like a tease! Eventually I was late but there wasn't much to do in the office today either.

The phone beeped at 7pm right after the game. It was a message from an unknown entry. She sounded a lil worried and I tried to trace who this person was. She was one of the former staff. Of course I remember her! She left when she was 2 months pregnant. Now that she is being hospitalized. Her baby is just 6months old and there are signs of abortion. She was so anxious. My only consolation for her is to be strong. She wanted an assurance coz this is her first baby. I do understand her feelings though I couldn't assure her 100%. If the baby is strong enough, with the prayers, everything shall turn alright.

I remember two years ago having to meet another mother with the same problem. http://withdang.blogspot.com/2007/12/imperfection-of-imperfect.html. But that was an emotional one for her and me as well. It was like a battle for both of us. We went through the process together, up till the baby was born. Having to say goodbye to her baby, she was extremely devastated at the moment. In that situation, she had no choice. The baby had to eventually leave her body for undue reason. For her, it was also a sign of relief after such a long anticipation.

That makes me wonder at times. Pregnancy is actually a battle for the mother and child. That 9-month of pregnancy has made both of them so tough that delivery is a sign of a successful battle. That 9-month of bonding! Yet, there are still mothers who had forgotten about this battle. Some gave up the baby after delivery for unforgivable reasons and I refused to listen. Some even thought that that was a mistake. I am quoting some because these are minority but the number is still alarming.

It's heartwrenching when there are so many mothers outside this world who put up so much effort, eventually unable to make it. Look into their eyes, and you know how it feels. No one would want to have that kinda feelings, let alone experiencing it.

I have learnt one precious value from them. When someone in darkness, looking lost and anxious, by just giving them a word of comfort though not assurance, could actually relieve their stress a lil. Acknowledging their fear and they won't feel alone. Prayer will then work its way through. Beep beep. 5 mins later, there was a msg from the former staff saying, thank you.