Today is our daughter’s birthday. Her birthday is special in many ways. Her name is Minana a Shona name that means miracles. Here is the story behind her name.
Sometime towards the end of 2009 we discovered we were expecting. Like all soon-to-be parents we were excited discussing name options. I wanted a girl and hubby wanted a boy. I craved peaches and nectarines…luckily they were in season. My sister in law referred us to a gynaecologist whom we would visit monthly for the usual prenatal checks.
On one particular visit in February 2010, after looking at the baby on his very low resolution scan, he asked us to have an urgent scan at the nearest imaging centre. He scribbled something on a paper, sealed it in an envelope and stamped it URGENT in red. He said he would wait for us to return with the results no matter the time😳😳. I was beginning to get nervous.
At the imaging centre there was a bit of a queue. We waited for over an hour and eventually got served. The elderly gentleman who did the scans sat us down and explained that there wasn’t any heartbeat they could pick from the baby. It’s called a ‘silent miscarriage” and happens when the fetus is no longer alive but the body does not recognize the pregnancy loss or expel the pregnancy tissue. So the usual miscarriage signs such as bleeding would not occur.
I have a vague recollection of the next few hours. I remember crying uncontrollably, getting back to the Gynaecologist’s rooms and being asked to immediately go to hospital so he could perform the procedure to clean my uterus. Because we were in the 11th week of the pregnancy our families didn’t know yet and neither did my employer.😥😥😥😥. In all this i remember insisting on spending the night at home and only returning in the morning for the procedure to which the gynae agreed.
Over a year later we discovered we were expecting again. I remember I craved sadza and funny meats I would not usually eat like chicken gizzards, matumbu etc. My work colleagues were convinced we were having a boy! Two years later, on exactly the same day that the silent miscarriage was cleaned out, at the same hospital, our daughter was born. We called her Minana! For us it was a miracle that the day we had cried two years before was now a day we were celebrating.
A friend asked why we hadn’t called her Munana (one miracle) and called her Minana ( many miracles), I told her I was still expecting more miracles. And you know what, twenty eight months after Minana’s birth, the twins Isaiah and Joanna were born.
Today I celebrate the girl who birthed a mother in me, the girl who as a baby taught me things about myself that I never knew e.g that I can live on a lot less sleep (😂😂😂😂 #thischild) she believes everything is possible, she wants to be a ballerina ( I had hoped she would outgrow this but she hasn’t), she wants to be a fashion designer, a world champion swimmer, an artist ( think Leonardo Da Vinci) and a world renown chef. I asked her why she would want to do all this and her answer – why not? Oh and this is the girl who inspired this blog!
Happy birthday baby girl.
May the leadership anointing on your life manifest.
May your gifts make room for you and bring you before great men (Proverbs 18 vs 16)
You are a blessing to us your family, you are a blessing to your nation and to the world.
If you see me acting extra today, bear with me….its Mimi’s birthday and she’s our miracle, a true testimony. If God can do it for us, surely He can and He will do it for you.