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We started the week with a surgery for baby gal to remove her tonsils and adenoids. She has been having recurrent tonsils with very high fevers and the doctors advised that they be removed because the bacteria can be deposited in the heart valves or kidneys and can cause more damage.

I am so grateful for friends and prayer warriors who stand in the gap when you can hardly utter a word. We were scheduled to be there by 8a.m but surgery was at 2p.m It was going to be our first time back to the kids ward since I was admitted with Jaden and I thought it would be uneasy but God's grace is amazing. My mum came over and kept us company before and after surgery and that helped quite abit. The circle of friends we are so dearly blessed with came, kept texting and checking and we are one blessed family.

Samara is so bold, she was wheeled into theatre and did not even cry as we said our goodbyes. I cried all the way from the ward to the theatre but God is faithful 1 hour later we were told all went well and she was ready to come back to the ward. The doctor had adviced that she takes lots and lots of ice cream , we found it odd but it is soothing.We are so glad that we no longer have to say no to icecreams and sweet things in fear for her throat.

One amazing thing that happened was that at 39weeks it was nearly impossible for me to sleep over with her and my beloved offered to stay with her overnight. It was such an amazing gesture. I left them in hospital and he stayed in hospital watching over her, ensuring she was comfortable through out. Tuesday morning, I found them relaxed and all was well. I thank God for this amazing man Alex, he blesses my heart over and over again. We came home Tuesday and baby gal is staying home 1 week to recover.

But again that week we have been reminded of God's great love for us and we grateful for our family and friends. Their support we cant even repay.

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