Bilhumble's Walk and Talk: March 2010

Monday, March 8, 2010

Father's Journal: A little accident, a big lesson

Dear Son,

Yesterday, we went to "yum cha" with you and your grandma after church. We were amazed by your "friendliness" shown toward total strangers: waving arms, smiling, laughing, and saying a whole bunch of things that Mom and I would probably never understand (BTW, we recorded some...see if you could explain to us what those mean once you get older). Weather was gorgeous but a bit windy, and we planned to go to park with you after a little shopping.

While I was pushing you in your stroller in Ross, all of a sudden, your Mom screamed! When I took a look, I was stunned for a moment: you vomited your entire lunch plus the additional bottle of milk out, all over your clothes! Despite the mess and stinks, I've checked and made sure you didn't have a fever, then began the mission to find out the cause. It turned out, by the grace of our Lord, that you attempted to swallow a piece of clothing and ended up trigger you to vomit it out along with everything you ate and drink earlier. Your Mom and I have been very careful not to allow you to reach/grab anything, and yet, this tiny piece of cloth somehow ended up in your hands, then your mouth, and finally backed on your clothes. Had you actually swallowed it "successfully", we would probably keep scratching our heads trying to figure out why you got sick all of a sudden...it's all by God's mercy. Praise the Lord!

Because of your situation, we terminated all plans and immediately brought you home for a warm bath and get changed into a new set of clothes. Your Mom was a little sad because she's been wanting to bring you to the park, but it's either bad weather or busy schedule that didn't allow us to do so. But God's hand was at work. We ran a quick errand after settling you down with grandma, and it became fiercely windy all of a sudden. We did go to the park that we intended, and you know what? The surrounding was (and still is) under construction. The wind brought some dirt in our faces, and we literally ran back to our car to escape from the "muddy wind". Can't imagine if we actually brought you here and if we would be able to cover you up in time. It's another proof that God's plan is way better than our plans. That's why Jesus taught us to pray like this:

"¹⁰Your kingdom come, your will be done,
on earth as it is in heaven."

May we all learn to treasure God's will as it's way better than anything we could possibly come up with!

In Christ w/ Love, Your Dad

Thursday, March 4, 2010

Father’s Journal: My Son’s first “Ba Ba”

Dear Son,

February 26, 2010 at 7:15 AM, when I was beside your crib trying to lift you up, I whispered to you ‘Say “Ba Ba”!’, just as I did for countless times before. Only this time, I could clearly hear that you actually said “Ba Ba” back to me!!! I was so overjoyed that I literally jumped up and down, and within minutes, I’ve brought you to your Mom and told her the good news. And since then, I’ve been hearing you saying “Ba Ba” every day, and you probably would not know how sweet this phrase is until you yourself become a father someday…

As you’ve grown from “baby” to “toddler”, it’s about time to recollect what a wonderful and miraculous journey Mom and I have shared with you prior to your birth…

December 13, 2009 at around 7:00 AM, your Mom woke me up and told me there’s something wrong. After a brief discussion, we’ve called the OB (Mom’s doctor) and was asked to head to the emergency room ASAP. Little did we know that this trip marked the beginning of a 12-week journey with you, our precious son…

The OB confirmed that Mom's water broke and would need to be immediately hospitalized until she gave birth. There’s a 50% that you would be born within 48 hours; 49.99% within 14 days; a very remote chance that the membrane would seal up and the pregnancy could continue.

You were only 26 weeks and 5 days old. At that stage, many major organs including brain, lungs and intestines were not fully developed. If you were indeed born this early, you would likely be admitted into Newborn ICU at birth for at least 8 - 10 weeks, with tons of complications/surgeries as we’ve seen in some of your buddies in NICU later on.

By His Grace, the hospital has sent many specialists our way to keep us informed on the entire situation and the caring provided from the nurse team was top notch. All doctors and nurses alike were very helpful and sensitive to address our concerns.

I’ve requested your Christian uncles and aunties from our church to pray for us, but my feelings were so complicated that I really didn't know how to use words to describe. I’ve decided to humble myself and lay down all my worries in prayers, and trusted that you and your Mom’s lives are all in the hands of Our Father in heaven, and that He would use this journey to mold us into better children of His. God has proven His faithfulness and love over and over again in this journey…

In Christ w/ Love, Your Dad