Make a guess!
I may not claim to be one of those rare people. But I am definitely the one to whom rare things happen frequently.
It happened on the D-day of my first pregnancy. After several hours of labor, it was time to push the baby out.
What was expected to be a c-section turned out to be a miraculous natural birth because the baby girl decided to do the unexpected at the last minute. Like Mother, like daughter 😉
And I was shifted to the labor room from the surgery prep room. I became instantly famous in that hospital ward. The nurses in the hallway lifted my spirits with encouraging words. They were my angels dressed up in scrubs.
What seemed like quick progress stalled my labor at the pushing stage.
I have been pushing tirelessly for an hour and 20 minutes with no luck. So, the ob-gyn decided to use the vacuum for assistance.
Her first attempt with the vacuum didn’t go well. So before she decided to go for the second try, she ensured everything was in place. A group of nurses came into my room to prep for the newborn arrival. And they instantly recognized me from that morning.
There were at least ten of them in my room now. Standing across from me in a semi-circle form. They started cheering for me with an unexpected surprise round of applause. It was the momentum that kept me going.
One of the nurses went the extra mile and told me, “Almost there. Just give it all you have!”. That was it! I simply followed her, went for a final push, and the baby popped out. It was quite an entry. The one I will fondly remember for the rest of my life.
The following day, I left a box of handpicked cupcakes, with a note to every one of them who were present with me in the room that day! They made the most beautiful moment in life, extra special!
Fast forward two years later, at the finish line of my half-marathon race, a photographer slowed me down to take pictures. A stranger standing to my right showed me thumbs up! And someone announced my name in the mic. It was like someone forgot to add some surprise elements to the boring script!
I couldn’t spot any familiar faces within the 1-mile radius.
I never imagined the one who got cheered by an entire village in the birth room to finish an actual race with the bare minimum.
My husband and my friends arrived at the spot after almost 15 minutes. Maybe because I did the unexpected by finishing my race 20 minutes early?! Like Daughter, like Mother ?!😁
So, to conclude the question in the title:
It was the non-runner Mom who got the most cheers from the unexpected when she least expected it!!
Reminiscing on the past, I remember not the pain, but only the joy I received from unexpected kindness.
please share your experience about the unexpected surprises you received that you will remember for the rest of your life.
Check out this story to know how I became a runner mom:
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Please check out this poem by Vashni Stories. I really enjoyed it!
https://foundinmyjournal.com/your-skin-is-beautiful-abd4ceb52d07
I loved this one from Trista Signe Ainsworth about the precious treasures that bring back memories alive!
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