Something happened last year March ( the night I delivered my son ). I was in the living room, watching a program ( exact video attached below ), Nichole playing around, when i had my first contraction. I dont do drugs before, during or after pregnancy, neither do I step a foot outside my home for any scan, antenatal or whatever western medical scheme designed for pregnancy. I do more of fruits and vegetables for 4 months, then go herbal from month 5 ( have mum send me some ) till the day God delivers me.

I also give birth in my bedroom not hospital ( for those saying, i am deceiving people )....those who know me offline can attest to this.

When contractions became consistent that night ( everything started about past 7pm ), i called on my doula ( a local midwife around gwarimpa ) who i engaged in my 7th month, to come help me hold my child out...

She was shocked!

" Madam, its supposed to be April 10th ..... "

" why and how. Because, you are the God who created the child and decides when to release him? "

" its true. She laughed "

I ended the call and went upstairs to my bedroom. Laid there and continued attending to some patients i was with online, before the contraction.

She appeared almost 8:30pm with some device. Carrying my arm up and wrapping the device around it before i could say 'Jack'.....

" ma, 150/100...your bp is too high.....let's avoid complications ...."

" complications for you and who. Did the woman who brought you to me in January, tell you what I stand for? "

" yes ma...she said you dont do drugs, you dont give birth in the hospital, oh! Even bp check too etc, is not permitted? " she suddenly came to her senses, wide-eyed ( surprised ).

" yes boss! My bp should rise at this point because I am very stressed and you can see, labor just started. So, can you drop that scale now and help me bring out my son? "

" ma, what date, did I calculate for delivery again? ...." she stirred into space, counting with her fingers..

" ha, baby, is that not our son's head am seeing? " hubby screamed...

" its true ooo...spread your legs more..." she suddenly returned to reality from her date counting spree

Exactly 10:04pm, this handsome gem came forth ( 2hours plus labor ).

" ha, ma, your faith is something else. I have learnt another level of faith from you. And the child is very normal, strong, big and healthy ooo. No single tear, no bleeding, tiny blood spot on the bedsheet, when did your water break sef or did it break before i came? I was scared he would be premature. I just didnt want to say it. The bp thing also scared me....." she kept on and on

" bring that your bp scale and measure again " I suddenly cut in

She returned with it from where she dropped it earlier, measured again " 120......hmmmmm......ma, I dont know what to say again "

I looked up at her with weak and drowsy eyes " yes, you dont know what to say because what you learnt or were taught about this is different from what you just practicalized now. If I didnt know what I know, you would be pushing me to some theater now or pushing some drugs down my throat or perhaps making me believe its those figures earlier, that would cause complications. But no! High blood pressure causes nothing! I was confident because I know my lifestyle; I wasn't overweight, I try so hard, even with stroke, not to be sedentary, i try to eat right and there were herbs to curb other things i might have no control over, so.......