Labour Room Drama 288

God be praised!!!

Hello Stella and all BVs. I’ve been a blog visitor for about 4 years though a silent one.

Straight to my LRD. I had my beautiful daughter three months ago after 12 years of waiting. I’ll send my testimony to encourage others struggling with primary infertility as I must let the world know of the faithfulness of God, and there is no impossibility with the Lord. I’ve also been encouraged severally by shared testimonies on this blog, so I must pay it back.

I had a smooth pregnancy except for the three times I had to rescan the heart which were just confirmatory, although at that time we were worried but held on to God’s promises. My midwife told me I would be induced because the pregnancy was IVF and I was over 40 years at the time of delivery. I had read several accounts of induction, and I assumed it would be terrible, but it was not as bad as I thought, my pain threshold is quite low. After I was induced by the doctor, I went home to lie down but my mum insisted I walked around to start labor.


My mum was unaware I was to have a natural birth. She advised I opt for Cesarean Section (CS) because of family member experience during childbirth (near death and injury to the child) at an advanced age.

 I had initially told the midwives I wanted a CS and was told I couldn’t get an elective CS in Canada except a doctor approves it, and it must be tied to a reason.

 We had to agree to a natural birth although I was reassured a CS would be done if there was a need during delivery. On walking for 15 mins the pain became intense and we had to leave for the hospital. For a child we had waited 12 years to have my husband was busy ironing his shirt when the mucus plug had come off, and the pain had increased rapidly from 1 to 9 within seconds. I still wonder whether our child needed to see him in a well ironed shirt upon arrival.


On arrival at the hospital, I was checked at the triage before I was taken to the delivery room. My thoughts were this baby waited for this great birth experience and didn’t want to be born in Nigeria although I wouldn’t have minded during the 12 years of waiting. The midwife and nurses did their bit to get me settled in and I opted for an epidural. I was almost screaming down the hospital before the relieve from the epidural kicked in because I didn’t like any form of pain.

The epidural slowed down the process and I was comfortable enough to chew some ice cubes. When it was time to push, I did my best, but the midwife had to call in a doctor who came with an entourage including a senior doctor acting as a consultant. I was initially worried on sighting the old doctor but was told it was procedure at the hospital to have a senior doctor whenever a delivery with forceps was to be attempted as I was tired of pushing. 

The female doctor gave me a small cut so the baby could come out. My healthy baby came at 7lb, praise be to God almighty. 

I have read comments on this blog where some have questioned thanking God for IVF pregnancies. Please note that I had several IVF circles before my last attempt, and it was because I changed my trust in doctors to asking God to use the doctors and empower my eggs that I now have a testimony. All through I held on to Isiah 43 vs 18-19. The lord indeed made a path in my wilderness.


I’m grateful Stella for this opportunity. I’ll send the testimony as soon as I can type it as It’s also a long one. During that wilderness period, I almost died in 2017 in the quest for conception, God bless you all.

**Praise God that your dream of having  a child became real,there are so many women out there hurting badly with failed IVFs and all others.....Cant wait to read your testimony!!!