My pregnancy journey- a testimony

I felt a mild cramp near the lower abdomen and lived with it for three days. Because it was bearable, I didn't think of anything negative as well. But on the third day, I felt an urge to go to emergency and get it checked. I was 7 weeks pregnant that time!

After the initial tests (ultrasound, blood test etc), a doctor came to us in the waiting room to reveal the result of tests. He said, "There is a condition here, it is an ectopic pregnancy. Unfortunately, it happens to some women". He left then! My husband and I didn't really know what it is, so we googled quickly and found out that the baby is not formed in the right place. But we still didn't think, it means we will lose our baby until the same doctor came again after some time. He explained the risk to the mother and the need to go through an emergency operation. Then we realised the reality and I waited for the doc to exit. I cried out loud for sometime hugging the love of my life, with the pain of losing our first baby!

The procedure began for preparing me for laparoscopy. I was on and off crying thinking about the loss. We conversed a lot and comforted each other during that time. I was deeply wounded and saddened. I asked the Lord if there is anything He want to tell me. I received this thought of comfort from Him, within a few moments: nothing happens without the knowledge of the Lord. He allowed this to happen for various reasons, which were revealed during those days. I do not want to share as it is personal and I want it to be my little secrets with the Lord.

By 11 pm in the night, the keyhole surgery took place! I couldn't stop crying at the thought of it. But due to the sedation effect, I kept going back to sleep the whole night. Whenever I woke up, there was this nurse whom I know personally, who is a pastor's wife next to me. She shared a lot of comforting words. This is how God place people in our lives to be a comfort to each other.

I woke up in the morning and my husband was next to me. We met the doctor who did the operation. We were shown the pictures and advised that I lost one of my tubes as they couldn't save it. The doctor advised the other tube is healthy and fine! Out of curiosity, I asked the doctor, "What is the chance of having another baby?". He said,"99.9999999....%". We all laughed and I was very encouraged with the positivity he is spreading.

Though grieving, we left the hospital with smiles and rested the rest of the day at home. I don't remember much about that day anymore. But I was preparing menu for lunch and dinner, for my parents and grandmother who were going to come after two days to visit us. This was planned months ago and they were extra happy to hear the good news and was saddened quickly to hear about the loss as well. But this visit was what I wanted at that time of grief. My loving parents and Ammachi visiting me all the way from America and India. This is how God plans! He planned it well as He knew that I would need them at this time.

I was determined not to create any crying scenes when they come. The next day (Friday) after surgery, I spend the morning resting. My good friend visited me and we spend time together. In the afternoon, I put on my chef's face and made some dishes for the following day. On Saturday morning, I did the final cooking and arrangements. Their rooms were all set a week before (I love planning things ahead) and the house was set to welcome them. As planned earlier, we both went to the airport. Met my dear ones, we had mixed emotions but we were with smiles and joy of seeing each other after along time. I was more joyful to bring Ammachi to the land of Australia. It was one item in my bucket list!

We spend long hours talking away. They were a bit surprised to see my cooking skills. They spend two weeks with us and we took to everywhere as we have planned. It was the most joyful two weeks of my life. Ammachi stayed with us for another three months and left to India in the month of May. I was conceived again in August.

Due to the previous history of ectopic, I had a very early scan. During the scan, the sonographer who has got several years of experience said, "I do not know how, but your baby is formed at the side where you do not have a tube". I said, "Praise the Lord" with tears in my eyes. I believe that God did a miracle and thus I received the complete answer to the question I asked the Lord when I lost my first baby. Lord allowed the loss in my life to experience this miracle, so that I can glorify His name by sharing this testimony with several dear ones who are praying for a child.

My Lord is real. Jesus is alive!