On the ninth of July, our firstborn child, a girl, was born to us. When we took the taxi to Gleneagles to check-in at 9pm, we were preparing for a typical normal labour process. Little did we expect that with tremendous drama (like we were on the set for ER) our doctor rushed into the labour ward at 11pm saying “The baseline rate of baby’s heartbeat is a little too high. I’m going to burst your water bag”. With that, she forced a plastic implement into the uterus and began the process.
Thank God she did.
Because what she saw coming out sparked an emergency caesar — our little unborn infant had passed meconium (her inaugural poop) in the womb, and could have inhaled some of it to her serious damage.
All thanks to Dr Lisa Chin, right there and then, before 45 minutes had passed, baby Tessa was delivered safe and sound. The pediatrician and staff monitored her closely for several hours, while Candy tried to recover from the shock and painful operation during that time.
All this while, I had been praying and trying to contain all the anxiety and excitement. I hadn’t felt so helpless in a long long time. In my helplessness I could only pray, and ask for more prayers. We are so grateful that Tessa ended up fine. That she went through that danger so early in her life, and came out unscathed, we can only keep lifting up our thanksgiving and praise to the God who hears and answers prayers.
