My pregnancy was uneventful, as I was not among the high risk groups. Even so, I became more and more anxious as the birthing date drew near. In spite of the fact that I had read many books and looked at videos of births, whenever I thought about my moment on the delivery bed, I was scared. Even college entrance exams have mock tests, but this time I would not have any rehearsals.
Everyone was telling me “You have nothing to worry about”, “many others have come through the experience without any problems”, “medical technology is so advanced”, “you are in such good health.” But such encouragement did not give me any comfort because I felt that the experience of others does not necessarily apply to me. When the time came I would still be alone. No one except God could help me then or give me any true comfort.
My delivery went without any complications, even though there was a moment when I was so exhausted that I cried and was about to give up. Then the Lord gave me strength and enabled me to have a natural birth. The moment when the doctor placed the baby by my side and a little pair of black eyes looked up at me, I had to hold back my tears. I thanked God for allowing me to lean on Him to get through this crucial experience in my life.
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