Reflecting on my past: Our Birth

Good morning, members of the Reflection community. It feels good to be here.
I welcome you all to my blog.

Well, it's my first time posting in this community, and I hope I'm welcome.

This morning, I want to share my reflection story with you. In everything one does, reflection is what keeps one moving.

Reflection helps one think about the past and compare it to the present, to know what the future would look like.

My reflection today, would be about my mom.
A few years ago, she narrated a story to me and my twin sister about our pregnancy.

Before now, I used to think it was easy to be pregnant and also easy to deliver. I needed to see the pain in her eyes while she was narrating the story.

She told us how difficult things were, and how she would have died during our pregnancy. The most touching part of the story was that a few days after our birth, the blood in our veins dried up, and we began to bite our tongues.

She had to donate her blood to us. What a caring mother. I decided to talk about this because I saw the need to talk about it here.

I've been reflecting on this every time. I've been thinking, had it been I died, would I be enjoying the privileges I'm enjoying now?

Life is indeed a mystery, and until you unravel it, you can't view what is hidden.

Ever since I started reflecting on this, my life has changed. I now know how important our mothers are.

Reflecting on our birth story made me appreciate her. She couldn't stand to see her children die of blood shortage. It's not easy to be called a mother, days later, you're addressed as a barren woman.

My father told me, she was asking death to take one of us, but my dad rebuked her. He told her, none of us is dying.

Both of us are alive up to today. Though my sister has passed through a series of accidents that would have taken her life, God has always been faithful to her.

This is my reflection, it's a mix of deep feelings, gratitude to God, and my mother.

Life has dealt with me ever since I grew up. But I always reflect on the past, and that gives me the strength to face today.

It always gives me the courage to declare that, since I didn't die during my birth, I would not die on my way to success.

These have been my reflections about life and motherhood. If you have a mother out there, reflect on what they went through so you will know the important roles they've played in your life.

In conclusion, reflections remind us of something.

Thank you for your time..

I remain your favorite girl @joyben.