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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 2 – Intermediate)
Topic: Joy (05/18/06)

TITLE: A Joy in The Dawn of a New Born Baby
By Anne Harrell
05/18/06


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A Joy in the Dawn of a New Born Baby

Thinking back almost twenty-two years ago when I had my first baby, the joyful memories it brings back. The thirty-nine weeks that I carried him, was the most rewarding thing that could happen to a mom. My whole pregnancy was plagued with morning sickness. There wasn’t a day that went by that I wasn’t sick all day. Being sick all day was just a small part when it came to the complications that happen with me carrying my son.

You would’ve thought with me being twenty-three that I should’ve been able to carry him with no problems at all. I not only was sick but had problems with high blood pressure along with elevation of my blood sugar. It was a miracle that Mark Jr. got here safely without any more problems then he had.

The day I went into labor with Mark Jr., I’ll never forget. Mark Sr. had accompanied me to the doctor. My blood pressure wasn’t coming down any, even with strict bed rest, my pressure was steadily rising. This was on a Friday and I was told that he was going to induce me on Tuesday morning “if” I hadn’t delivered by then.

When we had left the doctor’s office something just didn’t feel right causing Mark Sr. and I to begin thinking I might be giving birth some time during that night. Our thoughts proved to be true when pains begun when we were about to have dinner. To this day Mark Sr. still teases me over wanting chicken and not being able to eat it and denying that I was in labor.

Fear came over me not being sure that I was ready to deliver this baby I had been carrying for nine months. I wasn’t sure I was ready to give birth that night. It was as if I thought I could stop this labor and just continue on my merry way. We could just have this baby another day. It didn’t take long for me to reconcile that I was going to have that baby in the wee hours of the night.

Off to the hospital we went with me screaming at the top of my lungs and not wanting to sit down. Big Mark just couldn’t get me to the hospital quick enough. When we had gotten to the hospital the doctor told us he had thought that I was going to deliver that night. He and his nurse had made bets that it was going to happen that night.

As the first couple hours went by the pain was getting worst when the doctor wanted me to get up and walk some so that he could break my water to help me along a little more. We started walking and I don’t think we had done a full circle before I was screaming that I couldn’t take any more pain. Mark Sr. was pushing me to walk a little more when I reached up and bit him on the shoulder. He was ready then to go back to the room.

I have to say that I was really blessed, with the hardest part of the labor, was only about an hour before little Mark arrived. When Mark Jr. was laid upon my chest, the pain and the nine months of sickness was all forgotten. My pride and joy had paid off. Mark Sr. and I were blessed with a six pound four ounce baby boy. Watching that baby boy grow into a man has been a true blessing to Mark Sr. and me. He has brought joy to our hearts and souls. His love for the Lord has blessed us tremendously. At times I just wish that we could turn back the clock and see him grow up once more.

Oh! What joy he has been! The Love of Our Sweet Savior that we were blessed with such a loving son and the blessing of each one of our other five children after him. God is very good to us and we are very thankful for our family Christ has given us.


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Rita Garcia05/25/06
The joy of being a parent is a blessing from God. Nice Job!
Rachel Rudd05/26/06
Thank you for this sweet story of the birth of your oldest. Since my son just turned two today I can only imagine what it feels like to look back twenty years before. I noticed some grammatical errors in the piece, but the story is a sweet reminder of the joy of a baby. I'm also impressed that you delivered six(?)!
Helen Paynter05/27/06
Nicely told. Try not to repeat phrases too close to each other (eg 'that night' twice in the sixth paragraph). I enjoyed the read.
Tim George 05/30/06
Thanks for reminding us all what a joy our children are, even when they don't do everything we want!

Consider rewording this sentence: "As the first couple hours went by the pain was getting worst when the doctor wanted me to get up and walk some so that he could break my water to help me along a little more." It needs to be split up into at least two sentences.

Thanks again for a good job.