The past week has been quite a rollercoaster for me and my husband. Not because of our marriage struggles–as we are thankfully, by God’s grace, learning to be more patient and adjust with each other–but because of events involving other people in our lives.
My husband’s dad passed away the eve of October 7 Saturday. We were really hopeful his condition would stabilize to get the operation he needed and recover, but sadly he was not able to make it. I will never forget that moment my husband’s family gathered for a video call with their dad, who was no longer able to speak but could hear all that they said. Their dad was responding with his eyes, tears streaming down his face as he hears their voice. I remember my husband telling his dad, “Jesus loves you. I hope you believe in Jesus and go to heaven”.
It was also during that moment that we told the family about my pregnancy, hoping that it will somehow give their dad strength, give him a reason to want to live more. We also wanted to share it before it’s too late. And I’m so glad we did, because we wouldn’t have had any other chance to tell him otherwise.
How bittersweet and fascinating it is, that as one life on earth comes to an end, another life buds inside of me. This dichotomy of being in mourning for my husband’s dad, and the joy we have for this new life that is forming in my womb.
And today, on this fateful day of October 10, as I had my 10th-week checkup, I got my early birthday and Christmas present. I witnessed our baby’s heartbeat and hands waving as if to say “hello! I’m here~”! It was such a precious moment to witness. 10/10 😉
After 2 miscarriages and 1 ectopic pregnancy, finally this time it’s progressing TT_TT (reminds me, I still want to blog about my hospital experience during my operation!)
“When the time is right, I the Lord will make it happen” (Isaiah 60:22). I have held on to this promise since the start of this pregnancy, and God has been making me see miracles after miracles with the progress we are witnessing. 30 more weeks to go, but I continue to hold on to God’s promise, that if the time is right for Him, surely He will make it happen. So I have nothing to fear.
Our life, the life of our little one, is all in your hands, Lord. And we (hubby and me) trust in the plans you have set out for us and our family, and the beautiful story you have prepared just for us.
