|Glory to God! |
My Tubby-Tub in Ten! I love you too!
( I know Papa took some fotos on your bday. Will use
those for the Part II)
Friday, 22 November 2013
Bragging On God, My Aniekan Is Ten!
This is one week and one day overdue. But like I promised you my last born son, I would blog about your birthday TODAY even if I don't finish it. So sorry it did not get posted on the day itself but you know why and we all can just thank God for making mommy better, right? Right. Thank you for being the only one of my children that does not 'form I don't care' only to go read the blog secretly later*smiling*. I am smiling now as I hear your voice saying on your birthday morning 'Mommy, you are gonna blog about me today right?'. I said I could not that day but that I would eventually. You smiled and said OK. You love your limelight and I am going to give it you because you deserve it my little shining star.
You know I am tempted to ask how you can be ten years old already but I will not. I, like many mothers out there have watched how time just zooms by when it comes to our children growing up. I clearly remember my brother-in-love, your uncle Lolade driving me to Cook County that cold, blustery morning and even now, in my minds eye, I can see me waddling along in the winter coat your Aunty Audrey had given me for my stay across the street to the Fantus Clinic for my antenatal appointment. By my scientific calculations you had to be born that day to give me one clear month to get all your documents and get you old enough to travel back home. I had already rehearsed my speech for my Doctor should she try to dissuade me and knew exactly when I would begin weeping if she refused to induce me....but God so merciful, I did not have to. When she checked me, I was already 4cm dilated. You and I were on the same page! So off to the birthing room I was swept!
The rest they say is history and here you are today a whole 10 years old and such a wonderful, quirky, caring, intelligent, funny, inquisitive, loving 10 year old son you are Aniekan. You love to hear stories about your birth and your baby-hood and that is why I am trying to give you some new details in this your special blog because I know you will soak it all up like you do all the information you get from wikipedia! This is your personal mini biography *smiling*. But still because I know you are like your Papa and I might lose you if this gets too long, I shall mind myself and not go on and on too much.
On the day you were born, 14th November, like I said, it was windy and it was cold and it was night. In fact. Back home in Nigeria the 14th had given way to the 15th of November by the time you made your appearance. I can still hear the nurse calling my name 'Amimbola' incorrectly as usual as I got ready but I had gotten so used to it by now.I remember being scared in my flesh being all alone but strong in my spirit knowing God, Jesus Christ and The Holy Spirit were with me. I remember changing into my gown and pacing the labour room covering every square inch in prayer and the blood of Christ. I remember laying hands on every item in the room commanding them to 'serve' me and help me deliver like the Hebrew woman I was. I did not care who was in that room with me my dear Aniekan, I knew all I needed was one mid-wife and her name was God. And God did a fine job and brought you out just fine. looking like one Chinese baby! Glory to His name. Amen! I think what stunned me the most was how much you looked like your Papa! It was just incredible!
God is faithful my son and you must always look to him for help, OK? I did and he helped me. I remember the incredulous look on the Doctor and nurses' faces when, as I sensed them struggling to get your placenta out after you were born. If this delayed, it could mean trouble. I poked my head up and calmly asked them 'Do you guys need help?'. *laughing. Yes, I was a fierce warrior Naija woman and I still am thanks to the God in me! All I have just been through in the past two weeks re-validates this truth.
From the moment you were born till today, you have been one bright, alert, beautiful in and out child and your Papa and I are so grateful to God for you. Sure you have your flaws but we all do and I know God will work out all the kinks in you. He has plenty of time to do that I you know me, I am ready to be the 'meanie-bo-beanie mommie' when I have to because I love you. You know this, right? Good. We called you Aniekanobong because indeed 'there is NO ONE greater than our God'. This is your name and this shall be your testimony my dear son. No one, no situation, no personality, no condition shall ever wield a greater power over your life than our Almighty God. All the days of your life my baby, only the counsel of the Lord shall stand over you in Jesus Christ name. Amen!
Your papa and I love you. Your brother and sister love you. You family at large love you and even though you could not have a party because mommy was sick I promise you and Adeyemi will have the time of your lives once I am back on my feet again. There is a part two to this blog when I shall tell you ten reasons why I love you so much. Are you excited to read them? I know you are! Hmmm....Aniekan, you like yourself sha! *laughing*. That's fine, we like you too! For now, I hope you enjoyed Part I and once again Happy Birthday my little Tubby-Tub!
Love from your Chubby-Chub
who loves you so much, very much, forever times infinity times eternity and again!
But still God loves you way more.
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