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Merry Christmas everyone!
May the miracle of Christmas fill your heart with warmth and love.
♥♥♥ Josh, Reah, and Noah Padla
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By Reah Padla
First-time mom Reah shares her thoughts on the joys and (labor) pains of bearing and birthing God’s precious gift of Life.
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“The Lord is to be praised!”
These are the words that I’ve been saying over and over again ever since I gave birth to our baby, Noah. God has been good to me, my husband Joshua, and our son even long before he was born.
I was blessed with an easy pregnancy, quick labor, and a safe delivery. Feeling queasy and heavy was normal, except for that light spotting way back in July. That incident scared me and my husband but we knew, even then, that everything would be alright and I just needed to rest.
Towards the end of my pregnancy, the waiting became longer. I was past my October 23 due date. Everyday I’d ask myself if today was “D-day.” We just couldn’t wait for our precious child to be born.
Everything seemed to have been prepared for Noah’s arrival. We had four baby showers and the gifts from our family and friends were more than enough. God had provided us with more than what we needed. We thank our families and the ever-ready ICS folks who showered us with their blessings and treated us like family. All we had to do was just wait for my water to break, endure labor, and go through the delivery.
A few weeks before the day, my tummy was feeling heavier and I could feel the baby settling down. Oh how I hoped for the pregnancy to be over and done with! I tried to forget the pain because I was just too excited to see the baby. I’d always say to myself that this would soon be over and our little one would be with us in a few days.
I prayed for a quick labor and delivery and, sure enough, God granted the desire of my heart. My water broke at exactly 3 am last November 9. By 8:19 am, our precious Noah was out!
The labor was really painful but, amazingly, I went through that stage in less than six hours. The nurses at the hospital said my labor was progressing really quickly. You can ask Josh how strong my grip on his hand was during contractions. I was praying all throughout, asking the Lord to help me. I knew He was with me because I had peace despite the pain.
I was brought to the delivery room by 7:40 am. Pushing was hard but after a few minutes, I had no idea what was going on. I guess it was the anesthesia kicking in. I had a glimpse of the baby as he came out… and then I fell asleep.
I survived! I felt God’s presence inside the delivery room. I got to experience the miracle of birth myself. And another reason to give thanks to the Lord was the fact that our baby wasn’t harmed even if his umbilical cord was wrapped around his neck twice as he was coming out! Praise God for bringing the baby out without any complications.
The first time I held the baby, it was so surreal. I was smiling from ear to ear and didn’t want to let him go. After only a couple of days, we were out of the hospital. Thank God that I could already walk and do normal stuff as before, allowing me to take care of the baby all by myself.
As of this writing, Josh and I are on our second week of parenthood. Our lives have changed, what with all the late night feedings, added expenses, diaper changes, and more. But all of this is worth it because Noah truly is a most wonderful gift from God.
It is during these times that I get to appreciate and understand our parents more – the things they had to go through to raise me and Josh. And now, it is our turn. We can never thank them enough for their support especially these past few weeks that we are first time parents learning how to raise Noah the way they raised us.
This is just the beginning and I know that things will get more challenging, but we know that the Lord will be with us as we raise this precious gift. We already dedicated this baby to Lord even while he was inside my womb and we are confident that Noah will become a good and obedient boy just like his namesake, that great man of God in the Bible who built the ark.
To our family, friends, and the church, thank you once again for praying with us. Continue to pray as we raise Noah in the ways of the Lord. We’re parents now and we know that the challenges that lie ahead will be tremendous. But with His grace, we will become the parents God calls us to be.
TGIF!
DAY 28. It’s another Friday. Like most people in the world, I am excited as the week is about to end. Every week, I’d read tweets or FB statuses that say “TGIF!” or “Thank God It’s Friday!”.
There’s something special about this day. End of a tiring work week and no classes for most students the next day. For us married couples, it means the start of a wonderful weekend. Take for example me and Josh, we always enjoy weekends because we get to be together the whole two days.
Well, it’s not that every week since he still goes to the office when needed. He hasn’t been working on a Saturday or on a Sunday though for more than a month now and that makes me happy.
So what do we do every weekend? Before, we used to travel a lot. We’d go on a weekend-getaway at least once a month but now that I’m getting bigger and heavier because of the baby, we’d just sleep in until noon, stay at home, eat lunch with the fam, visit my ‘rents, clean the house, watch downloaded movies, go to the mall, church for practice or cell group, or just talk.
They may be simple activities but I love every minute I do them with my husband. I guess it’s just being with him that matters. You see, I work at home and he works overtime everyday —every single day. Not that he’s a workaholic but his job requires him too. I’m not complaining as my work starts and ends late too so he’s coming home is right.
It’s just that I miss him most of the time. And now that I don’t go to my parents’ house that often, I am left alone. The only person I see everyday is the maid and occasionally the driver and the tenants. My in-laws are always out. And almost always, I don’t leave our room except when going to the bathroom or going to the kitchen to get a drink.
Every Sunday night, I’d thank my husband for a wonderful weekend. Saturdays and Sundays are full. Sundays are more tiring because I usually stay at the church the whole morning and until late afternoon for the youth fellowship.
Every Sunday night, I’d cringe at the thought that I’ll be missing my husband for another week. Sure, we see each other everyday but we’re mostly tired to talk. Sometimes, he’s already asleep while I’m still in front of the computer working.
That is why I thank God for Fridays! I know there is something more to Fridays, Saturdays, Sundays, and holidays. There will be days that life could be boring but when you have a special someone to share them with, everything will be alright. Weekends need not to be pricey or always spent out of the house. You can simply stay home, chill, eat, and just talk. It’s the simple things in life that matters.
And oh, I couldn’t wait for the first weekend husband and I will spend with our baby. I know it’s gonna be a blast.
PS: Josh and I will have our special weekend getaway next week. Our last before Noah comes. Yey! 
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