Melly and the bub have been home a few days now. We left St Vincents on Thursday of last week. It’s been fantastic not having interruptions from nurses and cleaning staff, for what seemed to be, at five minute invtervals. The first few nights home were a bit of a struggle, getting Josiah to settle down for a sleep has been difficult at times, but we’ve been doing pretty good the past few days due to the support of our family. Settling into a routine will help things along, but that will take time and at the moment we’re just rolling with each situation as it arises. I’m so thankful to have Melly, we make a fantastic team!
Thank you to everyone who has lent us a hand over the past few weeks, thank you also for your lovely gifts and flowers. Bless you all.
It’s amazing seeing the hand of God guiding our decisions through the pregnancy and birth of Josiah! The very day after the delivery Mellissa developed a condition called pre-eclampsia (Hypertension with protein in the urine). This can be life threatening, and the OB told us that if we had waited only 1 more day to have the delivery that Melly would have been in intensive care.
Additionally, upon delivery the OB discovered that Josiah was in a posterior position (his face was facing upwards, instead of down), and this would have meant it would have been difficult a very long and painful delivery if we had have chosen to try a vaginal birth.
It’s so reassuring to see God’s guidance throughout the decisions we have made. All I can say is PRAISE GOD!
My son Josiah already has his own webpage, courtesy of Grandpa, with photos and all!
Cruise over to Josiah’s Google Page to take a peek! All the photos can be clicked on to get a closer view.
I’ve also created a YouTube account so that I can post videos of him in action, but I’m gonna need to be at home to upload it. So stay tuned!
Woohoo! I’m Dad to an absolutely perfect little baby boy!
First Name: Josiah
Middle Name: James
Weight @ Birth: 5 Pounds, 13 Ounces
Length @ Birth: 49 Centimeters
Time of Birth: 2:28 pm
Date of Birth: 4th January, 2007
I’ve never seen something so adorable in my whole life, he’s just amazing! I’ve almost died of the cuteness a dozen times over already 
Little Josiah’s birth has been captured on video, and I hope to be able to share it with whoever wants to see once I get it to DVD. I’ll get photos online as soon as possible, but right now I’m gonna go back to adoring my child.
Right now I’m not a daddy.
In 3 hours I will be.
HOW FREAKY IS THAT!
So, it’s been a long while. I’ve not written to update in so long, and there’s so much that’s happened since I last posted. Don’t really know where to start to tell you the truth.
Some of you may know that Melly and I had been trying for a baby for almost a year. Things just didn’t seem to be happening, and so we decided to make sure things were working ok. Turns out I’ve got problems that were preventing us from falling pregnant. Down for the count you might say. Basically, after much testing, our fertility specialist said that our only option to fall pregnant was through IVF. I was pretty messed up after hearing that. I got quiet down about the whole thing, as being a Dad is basically the only aspiration or dream that I’ve had. I’ve never really cared to climb the corporate ladder, or chase career accolades, being a Dad is what I’ve always wanted. This was basically my only dream.
After getting over the initial shock, and after having talked to my Dad about the issue, I was encouraged to leave it in God’s hands. Dad explained, quiet rightly, that if God could make Abraham and Sarah preggers, when they were both over 90 years old, and on top of that Sarah being baron, then God is mighty enough to overcome this issue. I’m a skeptic though, and even though I have very strong beliefs in Christ and his power, my automatic reaction to people talking this way is a reaction of doubt. I figured though that at this point I had no other option, because the incredible odds of us actually falling pregnant were truly stacked against us. Neither of us were prepared to use IVF, mostly because for the chances of success to be reasonable, they need to fertilise usually about 8-10 eggs. Apparently there is a fairly high attrition rate. Though, if only 1 ends up being required for a successful implantation we would have been left with a whole heap of fertilised eggs that would be discarded. We were not ethically prepared to do this, as we see this as no different to abortion. So I, and by I mean we, left it in Christ’s hands.
For a while I was really down about the whole thing (understandably), but I did my best to trust Christ and leave things up to Him. Against all odds, about a month or so after hearing the bad news, Mel missed her period. The first thing she did, of course, was to use a pregnancy test. Which to her surprise came up with a positive result. That night I come home from work and she tells me to close my eyes… Being the trusting husband that I am, I comply, only to open them to the impossible…two lines. My jaw dropped, I was speechless… All I could say for what would have been the better part of ten minutes was, “How?!?!”