It all started when I had my first pregnancy. It was an ectopic pregnancy,so I did evacuation on the 25th June, 2021.
Before 2021, I usually did not attend Holy Mary celebration, I don’t know what pushed me to go for her celebration that year. My silent prayer that year was Holy Mary, by this time next year I want to come with my own baby, I lost one, I want another baby.
After I did the evacuation, the Doctor told me I will treat infection too, I was not supposed to become pregnant until after six months to a year but before 6 months Holy Mary made it happen. I was pregnant that same year and throughout my nine months of pregnancy she was with me. Holy Mary Day 2022, I was not feeling too well, my husband asked if I would be able to attend the celebration I said yes that it is compulsory, he was even trying to call people to follow me and look after me, but all to no avail.
I told him Holy Mary would go with me because I promised her I was coming back the following year with my baby to thank her for the bundle of joy. So I got to the program that day dancing, thanking her that I was there last year with my baby even though the baby was still in the womb. So I told her I have come here as usual this year,to request for another thing, I said my labour is near which was August that I want a painless labour.
On that fateful Tuesday, I started having contractions and I did not even know it was labour. I was the only one at home, I thought it was normal until I noticed I could not sit or stand and if I tried sitting I would see blood. Also, I saw blood in my stool and vomit as both happened to me at the same time. I could not eat throughout that day, talk less of drinking water. Around 6pm my husband came back and was wondering what was wrong with me.
Around 9pm at night, we went to the hospital I registered with, I was examined and was told that my delivery time was near, I said so fast? At this time, the contractions were frequent and closer in between. I was just shouting Babanibaba and Jesus, l forgot Holy Mary.
The next morning, Wednesday, the Doctor attending to me said my cervix was still very tight and I was 6cm dilated. I shouted Baba again. At a point I was asking for Ceaserian Section, the pain was unbearable for me, the nurses and doctors said never, you would deliver this one yourself.
At exactly 2pm, one of the nurses came to check my cervix and said this madam is already pushing, so they carried me to the Labour room. In the Labour room I met one Celestial Church of Christ member there, a woman, she said we should sing celestial songs together. She told the remaining nurses that by 4pm I should give birth. I checked the time and I saw the time was past 2pm.
At this point, I remembered Holy Mary, I faced the wall clock immediately, pointing my finger at the clock I said, “Holy Mary you were with me throughout this pregnancy, it is time for the baby to be out and the time is past 2, the nurses said 4pm, Holy Mary this pain is too much by 3pm I must put to bed”. I told her to come herself and deliver me of this baby. A nurse said I love this Madam’s faith. They too started checking the time. At exactly 3pm my baby came out and l felt Holy Mary’s presence and healing hand.
