2 years of Parenting

I found out that i never tell this story here..
Perhaps for a record, when one day i might not remember it this clearly anymore.. I may be able to refer it here..

I vividly remembered the series of events on the very same date last 2 years...

It was in the holy month Ramadhan..
My parents in law just came back from Umrah, and i was heavily pregnant on my 36th ++ week. Due to that plus hectic busy week for both of us, we have no chance to pay them a visit, even when they were on transit at the KLIA. On Friday's morning 4th Sep, my mother gave us a call that my parents will come to visit us over the weekends. Considering that someone will be around to see me, my husband decided to fly back home town for two nights.

We went to send him at the airport on Saturday evening, and headed back to KL. I remembered we bought the famous sate at Nilai on our way back.. oh, by the way this sate is the same sate if you are on board of MAS first class or business class seat. Unfortunately, the seats are beyond our budget but the sate from the supplier is affordable to people like us.. :p

It was on the evening of Sunday, 6th September that i felt lesser movement from the baby inside my womb. I was not that worried, thought that perhaps the baby was grown up and bigger now that the space for him/her was lesser. But, that was the only movement i felt for the last 5-6 hours that made me really worry. I kept on tapping my fingers on the big huge belly while whispered to the baby inside 'please make some move so that i wont be too worry about your condition'.. After almost half and hour, the baby made some small movement. Nights before sleep were usually the most active time for the baby to move, but not this time which was the reason for my worries.

7th September 2009 was the public holiday for Selangor for Nuzul alQuran. It was 17th Ramadhan, and my check up date. The worries that i had the night before, made me unable to properly sleep. Thus, i became the first person to visit my doctor that morning. Her office opens at 9.00 am, but i was there since 8.30am. and still fasting. Accompanied by my father.
It felt so long, time has stop to wait for her. It seems forever... When at last the doctor came in at about 10.00 am claimed that she had few labours since last night to take care of. My heart was both pumping fast and relieved to see her.

After some questions asked by her.. included where was my husband. I told her that he is coming back on that night, with my mind reminded me that i must grab myself the doughnut at the airport when we fetch him later (he is supposed to fly back by fireflies, subang). So the doctor asked me to lay down and said "Doktor nak check ye. Kalau bukaan dah 3cm, kita tahan masuk wad terus ye"..

Mind you, that i was expecting a one week mc from the doctor (she promised me on my previous visits heeh); where in my 1-week plans included preparation for the hospital bag, bag to hometown, what type of medication to use to face the labor pain and learn how to give labor. Yes, you read it right.

Guest what? Suddenly the doctor said "Eh.. dah buka 4cm ni.. tak rasa apa2 ke".. i was like, whatttt? oh no.. hubby is not around... oh my.. and the conversation went like this:

Pn Kompius: Apa maksudnya tu doktor?
Dr : *blank mula2* awak dah nak beranak la ni..
Pn Kompius: Err saya dah kena masuk wad sekarang ke doktor?
Dr: Haah la.. kan saya dah ckp tadi..

So it was quite a panic situation (but funny now i think). Rushed to call my dad whom doctor wanted to meet. Doctor prepared all the necessary documents for me to get into the labor room. I called my husband at about 10.30am told him i am about to explode hahaha. He went to become Mr Kompius now asking me what to do, and i told him please come back as soon possible. Then rushing to the airport to check the earliest flight to KL.

I went back to pack up my bag, brought to the hospital. Where in the labour room, i put on the wrong side of the maternity dress. Sorry ye, tak tahu ..tak habis belajar hahaha. Then i opened my laptop with intention on googling 'how to give labour' but realized there was no internet connection. Later, i held my handphone while thinking who can i refer to this time around. I called Siti Zurina told her that i was in the labor room and do not know what to do now.. Asked for her advice, but instead she told me "ala..camne aku nak ajar ni.. ko redah ajelah". hahah

my husband reached the hospital at about 5.50pm. i was almost crying because i thought that i might deliver the baby without him around. dont feel much pain until the doctor came in at about 10.30pm . she told me that it was already 7cm and the water bag broke. so funny that i asked her before if she wants to induce me. remember, i tak habis belajar tadi. and she said no, your water bag will break soon. i heard the 'ploop' sound and water came out. nurse came in asking me if i would like to have any medicine, and i said what are they? hahahah so tak tahu konon2 amiklah option natural.

it was almost 12 mid night that i started to feel the real pain. My legs were shaking to handle the pain. Wow.. takleh tahan, so i requested for a help. Nurse came in and inject me with something. Pethidine kah kawan2? Gitulah rasanya. I did not realized when i felt asleep and suddenly had a weird dream..

I was in the animal kingdom. Where the king is a fierce lion that eat meat, and the bodyguards are all big, black, horror snakes that can eat you just like that.. it was in a group of 'small and fragile' animals consists of cow, buffalo, goat, fish, turtle, kancil..telling each other how hard life has been that the water is almost out, the grass dried out, tanah 'kering kontang' and there is little food around.. In order for survival, we must see the king. But to go to the place where the people eat 'people' like us is scary enough. We go anyway, for the sake of others. But some of them are hiding behind.. When the lion asks why we are there , i was shouting to call the other members to join in :ikan, ikan, kambing, air..

I opened my eyes to see my husband's confused face for me calling those names. and i was like "oh bermimpi..abaikan" and tido balik..

The funny thing was when i felt the urge to push at about 3.30am. Nurse rushed to call for the doctor, another nurse was there to help. But i was telling myself that i want my doctor to sambut the baby, not the nurse.. during that time, only i knew how to use all the things on that bed. rupanya kena pegang alat penahan tangan tu nak meneran kekek . with all the kalut, and the gas i was supposed to 'sedut dgn hidung, dan hembus dengan mulut' turned out to be the other way around. It was quite a while when i asked for water from my husband. He told me "mana boleh minta air sekarang, baby nak keluar tu" and i told him (dlm mamai la ni kan terlebih gas), "nak air nak air juga.." Doctor said Ok, but dont hold for too long. Only after that, i felt a bit better. Baru macam bangun.. dan boleh push.. and the rest is a history.

Now that little girl turns 2 today.
Despite of the up-and-mostly-down time to handle her who apparently love to cry out loud ahahha, but we had and are going to have so much great time with her too. Where her smiles and laughs really make our days..

Happy Birthday my dear, Humaira.
We love you much.
May Allah makes you the best person you can be in this world, and the world after. :)