Wow... I woke up earlier this morning with a heart that overflows with so much gratitude. Today, I celebrate my first son, my womb opener, my first fruit and gift that I am blessed with as a mother, as he turns 10 years old on earth. A whole decade of life that has been filled with many life lessons with him.
I was soaked with so much reflection to the point that I couldn't control the tears of joy that ran down my cheeks, but it's all good. 😊 Ten years of watching my son grow and fight difficult health issues that befall him, and yet he is still striving. I remember wishing to bear the cross for him at a point, but no, it wasn't just possible.
The journey has been filled with mixed emotions: the wins, the laughter, especially from his earliest age, and the storm we have been through together since five years ago. Yet, he chooses to live with me. He has fought death several times, passed through a series of medical procedures, and come out alive. Sometimes, I wonder where he gets the strength to scale through the whole torture he has been going through in the hospitals of Lagos State. I remember entering a lab with him for a procedure, and immediately my earrings were removed from my ears, and I was warned that metals aren't allowed here. Fear gripped all over me, and I began to ask myself, am I sure he will come out here alive? But here you are, sound and healthy.
I remember days when fear threatened to steal my peace, leaving me totally depressed, but in every darkness and storm, I still found the courage to advise myself as a mom. My son has taught me what persistence is and what courage should look like. Even after undergoing those moments of health issues, he will regain consciousness and be willing to go back to school immediately, not giving in to any negative circumstances around him. I love how positive he is even as a child. I love how much he prays to God to heal him from this health challenge.
This morning, I asked him, What birthday gift do you want, my child?" and his response broke my heart more. He said, I want God to heal me. Do you hear that? I shed tears, kneel down, and pray for him, asking God to give him the exact birthday present he just requested, and I am positive that it is settled.
I can go on and on to express my journey with this son of mine, but going further will only leave more tears in my eyes. I just want to celebrate the life he is living today despite all odds. And with my sincere heart, I pray for him...
You are marked for greatness, my son!
You will excel in all you do
And to your rising, there shall be no end
Live long and prosper.🎉 🥳
Happy birthday, my star boy, and thanks for choosing me as your mom.
The best of you is yet to come, and yes, the world will hear of your greatness.
With all my love,
Mom ❤️♥️
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