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5yrs ago yesterday, a Sunday also, wifey called me saying her water broke. I was shocked. See, we were expecting our daughter 2 months later. The next 15hrs would be the scariest I’ve been in my life.
(Lol. I started this then got caught in birthday memory-making.)
We went to hospital and she was already bleeding but they said it would be ok after so many tests. We were back home (with friends who took us) at like 4,5pm with strict orders for bed rest.
We went to hospital and she was already bleeding but they said it would be ok after so many tests. We were back home (with friends who took us) at like 4,5pm with strict orders for bed rest.
I had just served dinner when wifey called from the bedroom with lots of blood coming. I call the gynecologist and we head back to hospital. It was night. Maybe around 9,10pm. I take her straight to the maternity ward as I figure out payment and stuff.
I only had half of what they wanted as a deposit and they make me write a letter (physically) saying I’d bring the rest the next day lol. I swipe and the money leaves my account but declines on their machines 
I leave to find an atm and find the money is gone. Anyway, mwanaume ni kujipanga so I make a plan and pay them cash and rush to the ward. I walk my friend to the parking lot and then back to my wife in the ward. By now it’s a little past midnight.
Meanwhile, we’ve left my 2yo first born with another friend in the house. We ask them to sleep over and watch him as I stay in the hospital.
By the time I get to the ward, I find a bed full of blood. Like sooo much blood and wifey not there. I find a nurse and ask where the hell she is and she says the baby is coming. She’s in the OR. Mimi huyoooo, washing hands like Greys anatomy and going in.
Doc isn’t here yet but nurses say they ain’t waiting. Baby is coming. Pediatrician is here and in a few minutes, I’m a father, again. Baby is healthy. Wifey is tired but relieved. Baby is 1.5kg and tiny. So so tiny.
The pediatrician goes to work. Needles, medicine...sooo much
The pediatrician goes to work. Needles, medicine...sooo much
I do the only thing I can to keep me sane, I take photos. So much is going on.
In 30 minutes she’s all hooked up on oxygen and machines in NICU and I can breathe. I go back to wifey, she’s good. She needs rest. I call my friend who’d just left. He was just getting to my house and turns back lol.
That, is the story of how my daughter was born. I thought it was the end, it was just the beginning. Shu!!!
From there she was in the hospital in NICU for a month. Mostly to gain weight and get ready for the outside world. She was in an incubator the whole month there.
From there she was in the hospital in NICU for a month. Mostly to gain weight and get ready for the outside world. She was in an incubator the whole month there.
Wifey had to be there daily for about 6hrs a day to get her milk. I had our son on the other side who couldn’t come to hospital. I’d come every other day to hang out with her and see wifey and take photos lol. (See that tube? That’s how they’d feed her)
The kindness of friends got us through. Sometimes I’d leave my son with my friends and if I was late in hospital he’d be bathed, fed and put to bed in their house and I’d pick him up the next day. Wifey stayed with her folks closer to hospital so she could get there quicker.
That girl turned 5 today and if you tell me that ain’t God, I’m not listening to you. We took photos today (a new birthday tradition we have).
End!!
End!!
