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Breastfeeding Episode

{ November 29, 2007 @ 11:55 pm } · { Tickle my spine }
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Breastfeeding Episode

 

 

This is to remind me how lucky I am to have my little girl who cheered my “temporary chaotic” life. J

Xue Rou (XR) was very fascinated by my breastfeeding. She has been asking me why do I breastfeed. She wanted to help feed milk to her baby brother with the milk bottle but it seems impossible as I always latch on my little baby boy. I tried explaining to her that “Mummy has milk and needs to breastfeed baby after delivery”.

“Oh, ok, I know”, replied XR in a matter-of-fact tone.

Three nights later, she took a pillow to put behind her back (like what I was doing at that time as I was getting ready to breastfeed). Then she placed another pillow on her lap and started to lay her small bolster at her chest. “Mummy, look. I’m also breastfeeding my baby”, she said, smiling brightly at me.

It was hilarious!! Both of us burst out laughing. Although I know I don’t get to spend much time with her these days, it is one of the best time which I truly enjoy. Mother and daughter private time, laughing. Hahaha……J

Just yesterday, while breastfeeding, she stared at my breast for sometime. I knew something must be up on her sleeve. How true!! Immediately after I finished breastfeeding her brother, she put on her enthusiastic face and said, “I want milk too”.

“Breast milk? ”, I asked her. She nodded eagerly.

“Ok, you asked for it. So, here you go. Remember to suck and not bite mummy coz you have teeth,” I said to her.

After 5 seconds of suckling, she pulled out and first word uttered out from her is “YUCK!”

I teased her, “Don’t you want anymore?” She was waving her hands and shaking her head.

“No, no, no need”. She tried to put up a straight face but also couldn’t help smiling.

Me, hubby and my sis laughed. How can we not?? The antics of this 4.5 years old girl really tickled the heck out of me. Hahahha….. *Chuckle* Yeah, although she does drive me nuts at times, she makes me laugh and relax myself. J 

Priceless! Precious.

                                                                                          Jotted on 27th Nov 2007

Part II - The Arrival of the “Little King”

{ November 29, 2007 @ 10:48 pm } · { Family matters }
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Part II -

The Pain

 

I almost forgot how excruciating painful the incision area was until I felt it all over again this time after the anesthetics wore off. L

It was quite
unbearable.

 

Second day after operation, I had to start moving, well at least walking to the toilet. Boy oh boy! With feelings as if my body has been cut half, I walked very, very slow, making tiny steps at a time, inch by inch I think. When Xue Rou (XR), my elder daughter saw me after I came home, I told her about how I became an old lady with a hunchback. She likes to pretend she is an old lady, hunch back and walked with a cane. So when she saw me, she laughed and I laughed too (ooh…painful man!!. I mustn’t laugh, cough or sneeze for all that matters…It’s killing me).

 

So, who says having C-sect is easy!! Those ladies who can breezed through C-sect without much pain MUST be damn lucky…but only a handful…Sad to say, I’m not one of those lucky ladies…L

 

Come to think of it, my friend was just commenting that I am one of the bravest mother she had ever met. I was like…huh?? Didn’t understand why she said so…Asked her about it. The answer was I opt for C-sect, an operation to have my baby….I chose to be dissected, “Cut”, “potong”….and having any abdominal operation required fearless guts coz it’s

extremely painful thereafter.

 

Suddenly, I went stunned. Omigosh!! I am going to be cut again. Holy cow!! What was I thinking?? It only hit me there and then what I will be going through later on…..Hahahha…

so silly of me!!

 

Another tough part was to breastfeed baby. Whether I do it straight up, sitting with a pillow propped up at my back or in sleeping sideways position…..ooh pain like crazy…But of course, I told myself to persevere no matter what. Breast milk is the best food for the baby at the moment and it’s God given. Guess this positive thought overrides the pain and made me continue on with my breastfeeding.

 

I’m actually quite disappointed I don’t get to go through normal delivery. I did go through labour pain during the first delivery but that’s all, no pushing. Sometimes, I do wonder how it is giving birth in the normal way. Not that I am so eager to go through all the pain again…hahaha…J

So, if anyone who can have normal delivery, be very, very thankful.

 

Having said that, I am VERY Thankful that I have a safe delivery and a healthy baby.

Thank you to all for your well-wishes. I truly appreciate your good thoughts and kind words.

 

God Bless!!

 

 

Jotted on 24th Nov 2007

 

Part I - The Arrival of the “Little King”

{ November 29, 2007 @ 10:38 pm } · { Family matters }
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Part I -

The Process

 

 

Hear ye! Hear ye!

 

The little king of my life is finally here. Yahooo…….

I’ve always believe having a baby is a miracle, from the 9 months of pregnancy with baby growing inside my tummy to giving birth. I am truly blessed again with this miraculous thing in life.

There is no gift as wondrous as this and I get to receive it for a 2nd time.

 

 

Blogging has not been created 4.5 years back then. I remember I used to write very long emails about my 1st delivery and the progress of my little girl until one fine day, 2 years later, my friend suggested that I put everything into blog.

So this time, I’m more advanced. I intend to blog as much as I can so that I will be able to remember later on in life when I grow old and grey.

Heeheehee……….

 

It’s been a week now since the little king’s arrival. I just couldn’t believe it. All these 9 months carrying him inside me, always actively kicking, punching or moving. Hopefully, he will be active in sports in the future. J

I went in for admission before 8.00am on the 15th Nov 2007 as I was due for C-sect at 11.30am that day. I woke up at 5.00am to have a cup of Protein drink and 2 slices of whole meal bread just as instructed by my gynae. Last meal must be taken before 5.30am.

This time, no pain at all on the forefront. I was like waiting for the clock to tick away. The anticipation of going through the whole operation is making me more nervous. But as anxious as I was, I sat there in the ward waiting for the nurse to push me into the Operating Theater (OT)

Not long, the nurse came in and pushed me into the OT. The anesthetics doctor came and informed me what he was to do. Hubby also went in with me. Instructions were carefully lay out to him.

“No camera, no video taking. No walking around in the OT. Just sit down quietly on that chair next to your wife and give support.”

 

 

After that, the journey of welcoming the baby started. I was jabbed with a spinal block and left to numb waist down. Man, it was fast. Within 5-7 min, I can’t feel my lower body at all. The hero, my gynae came in. His work began.

Hubby was just sitting there quietly. He can’t see a thing from his seat. Neither can I as there was a cloth hanged at the front of my face. I’m surprised now even in private hospital, hubby was not allowed to see what is going on up close. My hubby has to stick his neck out, only to hear more than see what the doctor and OT staffs were doing. Actually later on, hubby told me what he saw….Gruesome!! Better not know so much!!

I was freezing cold as usual, shivering all over (just like during the delivery of Xue Rou). My two hands were stretched out straight, felt like being crucified on the cross. J

This time, I was more ready for the operation as compared to the first. I didn’t freak out or feel scared. In my mind, hubby is here, got a good doctor to work on his expertise and an equally qualified OT team. So me and baby would be in good hands. The last time, there was just me, alone after 28 hours of labour pain and a team of doctor and OT staffs who seemed like new medic grads who started work on their first day. I was praying so hard “God, please take care of me”. Moreover, it was my first time being on the operation table, or should I say, being ‘cut’.

Doctor told the staffs to push my baby out from my abdomen. Wow, even in C-sect, they need to do some pushing. So weird!!. I can feel some kind of sensation inside my stomach as if something is wriggling and being pulled out (Yes, even though numb with anesthetics). So after a few hard push, came cries of the little king. OT staff brought him over for me and hubby to see. OT staff said “See, his 2 testicles! It’s a boy” Overwhelmed by his arrival, I kissed the little king. Tears welled up at the corner of my eyes. It was tears of joy. Our little baby boy is finally here. 12.02pm….

 

 

 

Jotted on 23rd Nov 2007

 

To welcome a little “King”

{ November 12, 2007 @ 12:53 am } · { Family matters }
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With just 3 days to delivery, I’m becoming more fidgety and restless. Some ladies I know are really eager to have the baby out but I do not feel that way. I told myself to take time to relax and cherish my pregnancy, especially these last few days. However, sometimes, due to workload and my own impatience, I guess I lost track of my conscience and the precious time to enjoy and savour the pregnancy period. No matter what, I do appreciate how my body is taking all these and hopefully the baby felt good inside and is ready to come out.

This time, it is amazing how much of efforts have been put to welcome the little one…** Chuckle **

Months ahead, we have prepared the buggy, car seat, bassinet, baby cot, stroller, bouncer……..diapers, clothes, bath tub, milk bottles…so many other little things…My oh my!!

Compared to the elder sister, Xue Rou, my first born, I feel like we are welcoming a little “King” to the world….Last time, we were also excited but maybe new to the parenthood thingy, so less was prepared and spent on her. We were just laughing about how different the preparations for both of them are. The older child was like living the “Oshin” -poor raggedy kid’s life while the second one had so much of luxury…hahahaha..

The father is now jotting down in his Buku Tiga Lima (555) for all the expenses to be claimed from the 2nd child…hahhahha…Crazy fella!!

My mum is going to come see me for a few days and help out to ease my anxiety. I have a confinement lady ready to come on that day to cook for one month for me. I have my brother-in-law assigned to be the 3 days’ nanny to Xue Rou…..My hubby is going to be by my side to calm me when in the Operating Theater. My sister…ahhh…what is she supposed to do?? Ahh…well, she’s going to be there to roll out the red carpet for the little”King“…hehehhehe…

So, what more could I ask for!!!  :)

Well….adios until I have the energy to blog in the next time….

Countdown - 2 weeks before Delivery

{ November 1, 2007 @ 8:53 am } · { Family matters }
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Panting…..as if I had run 100 metres…..:(

 

Actually not!

 

Just that, with 2 weeks countdown to my delivery, nothing is easy…walking, breathing, sleeping, talking…but eating is GREAT!!! Hahahhah….never once lost my appetite.

 

I wanted to talk about my pregnancy but what can I talk about this pregnancy?

 

Well, for a start, throughout my 2nd pregnancy, I have been most lazy. Always thinking of sleeping and eating….No time even to blog in all that I have felt. Is it the age? Is it I’m having a different baby and with different gender? Do these all affect how I feel and experience this time round? Really….I don’t know..Doctors can’t explain either. Same philosophy….like everyone is unique and individual in their own way, so is every pregnancy.

 

2) Yes, I wanted to make known to all ladies that, it is not the hormone that spoils the pregnant lady’s mood. It’s the “Hubby”. Really!!

 

What I felt now is simply that no matter what the situation is, it is always the “Hubby” who aggravates the pregnant lady the most. Even if the first child is being a rascal (yet still cute), the finger is pointing directly at the “Hubby”. Everything that the “Hubby” does is just not good enough. For my case, he can be sitting in the wrong chair, which I claimed is MY CHAIR when I’m pregnant or his “slumber-ness” in getting the kid ready for school or goes to bed just makes me wants to tear my hair off. The last pregnancy, he bought nasi lemak without adding extra stuffs that I usually like. There goes my mood and my day……The situation was so bad that he had to call an arbitrator (my sister) to listen to our case. Come to this day, my sister always think it is the craziest thing ever and we can laugh about it…but then again, this 2nd pregnancy….I just have to make some drama again…In my mind, I know it is mean of me to act this way but I just wanted to do it. I just want to have my way no matter what. Strange what pregnancy can do to a woman!! **Sigh…

 

Anyway, I am not really that bad. I can still come to my senses. Just that small things which betrayed my image of perfection agitates me to the extreme when I’m pregnant. Yes, with the “Hubby” ’s unwanted help too…J

 

3)  In this pregnancy, I have to make 2 major decisions in my life. The first one is a discreet matter which I don’t feel I want to disclose for the moment and the 2nd one is to have C-sect instead of trying for normal/natural birth.  I was in a dilemma when I was told by the doctor should I want to try for natural birth, I need to do X-ray to estimate on my pelvic bone spacing and baby’s head. The reason being that the last pregnancy, my cervix cannot dilate and I need to have C-sect. With such case happening before, doctor said it is most likely to happen again. So if I try for natural now and I do not want to X-ray, the risk of delivering is higher and can bring danger to both mother and baby. When I heard the word “Risk”, I was aghast. My mind also went blank for sometime. I wasn’t sure what is the right thing to do anymore. Thought hard on the matter, asked friends’ and family’s opinions and advice. Think again….Finally after using so much of grey cells and what my heart feels, I believe I have made the most sensible decision. Go for the C-sect!! Then suddenly the doctor throws another question at me. Elective or emergency? Huh!! What!! Never in my mind, I have thought about elective, meaning selecting a date to do the C-sect!! As like before, the Doctor used the word “Risk” again….Aiyo….Elective is less risky then emergency, so he said. Yeah, I know, I know….I was thinking if I can’t go for natural birth, at least, I can wait until I feel the labour symptoms and do the C-sect..It will be more natural that way instead of selecting date for baby to come to this world…Oh, come on!!! Another dilemma….Sigh….Think, think, think again… A wise person told me, even if I chose to have elective C-sect, it does not make me a bad mom. I had all the reasons to do it this way and it is the best thing to do. It hit me hard!! Yeah, I should know what is best for me and my baby. Why take higher risk when I can opt not to!! Just because of my own perception on going natural means I’m a better mom….So stupid!! I’m wiser now. Well, all moms-to- be, please bear this in mind….

 

 

 

Overall, I do have a good pregnancy. There are some emotional situations in between 1st and 2nd Trimester, but I managed to overcome all that.

 

Praying hard for a safe and sound delivery and welcoming a healthy baby is all I have in mind now. Any other matters will have to wait in line.

 

So wish me well, ok!