Nameless

I don’t have a name…yet.  I was born just hours ago and my mommy had problems.  The medical staff here worked on mommy for 6 hours trying to stop her bleeding, but her blood wouldn’t clot and early this evening she left me here alone.    Dr. Kidwell was one of the doctors who worked tirelessly on mommy, skipping lunch, and continuing on into the evening.  He got blood from several staff members who matched my mommy's, and gave her several units of blood hoping it would help her.  Chaplains came in and out praying for her and several others, including Dr. Kidwell, prayed many times over her.  I know they did everything they could to save my mommy. 

 

I have family, but they are not here to care for me.  I was very lonely all alone in the maternity ward and it was a busy night.  The Kidwells came to care for me.  They bathed and dressed me in clean clothes.  The family held me and loved on me.  This is how it is supposed to be I guess.  I never got to be held by my mommy.  It was nice to hear a heart under my ear and be bundled up tight knowing for now I was safe and secure and loved. 

 I had to be fed by a syringe since most mommies either nurse or feed their newborns from a little cup.  They did have formula so that was good for my tummy.  After Mr. and Mrs. Kidwell got me cleaned up and warm, Mr. Kidwell laid his hand on my head and prayed for me.  He talked to my creator and asked for protection and blessing over me.  He prayed that one day someone would introduce me to Jesus, and that I could come to know the one would so intricately and lovingly made me.  Mrs. Kidwell cried, but they were so thankful to have this chance to take care of me…that’s what they told me. 

I am one of many orphans that come into this world.  That is a harsh reality of life in Africa.  I will most likely not remember this night with the Kidwells, but they said it will be in their minds forever.  I just need to be cared for and hope for someone to love on me too like I felt tonight.  I needed that touch after my long day.  Thank you Karanda Hospital for caring for my mommy and me and being Jesus to us.