“He performs wonders that cannot be fathomed, miracles that cannot be counted.” (Job 9:10)

When the laboratory results confirmed that we were going to be parents, we were elated and for a month debated on whether it would be “a” boy or “a” girl.  It was the first scan that revealed the unimaginable – there were four gestational sacs in the womb indicating quadruplets; one of which was not as developed as the others.  The second scan confirmed that we were going to have triplets.  The doctors warned us that the chances of survival was minimal and that we might lose any or all of the babies.  We were advised to go for a fetal reduction that would remove one baby, thereby increasing the chances of survival for the remaining two.  We said “NO” to that and there began our walk of faith.

We couldn’t look beyond the day we were living.  God was giving us a triple blessing, but alongside was tripled the morning sickness, weariness and emotional turmoil.  It was just God’s grace that led us one day at a time… and He never took a day off !!!

The doctors prepared us for a pre-term delivery but an emergency cesarean in the 7th month did take us off-guard.  We were not ready – not emotionally, not physically, not financially.  And yet His peace filled us as we sent out word for prayer.

By 8am on December 10th 2007, our 3 baby boys were on their way to the NICU (Neonatal Intensive Care Unit).  They weighed just over a kilogram each and they needed a machine to stimulate their lungs to breathe.  They had to undergo a battery of tests and were poked at every imaginable place – they hardly had the strength to cry.  Through apnea (forgetting to breathe), blood infection, jaundice, excessive vomiting and skin infection the Lord sustained our babies.  

So very grateful for the huge prayer support from family, friends and fellow believers.  It was a day of great rejoicing when the doctors finally told us the babies were “clinically stable”.  50 days in the hospital – the Lord that gave them life, made them live.  Even as Shadrach, Meshach and Abednigo went through the fire but “…there was no smell of fire on them” (Daniel 3:27); so did our babies come out of the NICU with no indication of the ordeal they had been through.

It makes us smile when people ask us how we manage 3 baby boys – we tell them, “We’re just running on God’s grace”.  We cannot pretend that things have been easy.  We have been through varied struggles – emotional, physical, financial and even spiritual; but our God has been faithful.  “… we went through fire and water, but You brought us to a place of abundance” (Psalm 66:12).

We have named our sons Jason, Jon and Judah based on the significance of their names.  Jason means “Healer”, Jon means “God is gracious” and Judah means “Praise”.  Indeed, God their Healer has been Gracious and to Him we give all the Praise!

I’m delighted to share my story with you to encourage you in whatever challenge you may be facing in your life.  If I can be of any support to you, feel free to get in touch with me and I will get back to you.