Monday, October 2, 2006
Taken right after his birth... When I first saw so many tubes inserted into his body, my whole world just collapsed, I wondered how come God punished my child by making him so sick right at birth. If God wanted to punish me, he should look for me but please spare my baby...
Lincoln is considered tall (or long?) at birth, 52cm... I didn't get to see him sraight after my operation, so Kelvin took this picture in the ICU and gave it to me in the ward. I cried when I laid my eyes on the picture, because firstly, he was the most beautiful creature I ever saw (through a mummy's eyes) and secondly, he was so fragile and weak and had to be supported by machines.
Luckily,God heard my prayers and gave me a very strong-willed boy. He recovered well and by the first week, Lincoln had his tubes removed, except for one in his arm, meant for medication use. We visited him everyday without fail, to let him know that his family love him and will stay by his side no matter what.
My Lincoln now :)
3 months have passed by, and he is a lively little prince with all the smiles and laughter. Doesn't seem like he had been sick when he was a newborn.
When he cries, he cries damn loudly and with a lot of force. While other parents may be impatient or even get angry with their kids for crying alot, I always thank God instead for giving him strong lungs so that he can cry loudly. Cos last time, the doctors told us his lungs wasn't developed enough. So now the louder he cries, the more developed his lungs are right?
Whenever I see his smile, I would thank God for giving Lincoln a healthy body, whenever he cries, I thank God for giving me a feisty little baby.
Please continue to bless my little prince, God. Let no harm come his way.
Brain freezed @
3:12 PM