The Birth Story – Part 2

8 June 2013

No cramps, nothing, just the usual lethargy. Kept reminding myself that I should be more mobile to aid the labour process that may come anytime soon. Perfect timing since we were also getting the baby cot ready after collecting it from Kak Lis’s place the night before.

We managed to complete everything at around early afternoon, then Sadiq wanted to visit his sister who gave birth a few days ago. He asked whether I wanted to follow. Told him that I did not mind staying home, just in case (haha mummy’s instincts at work probably) so he went ahead without me and reminded me umpteen times to call him if I felt even the slightest discomfort.

Ibu was with me at home, too and I remember her checking up on me every half an hour or so in my room. My parents also cancelled their plans to JB that day. They wanted to stay overnight there but alas, decided not to. Maybe it was grandmother’s instincts at work too. Hehe.

I actually felt okay the entire day, though I knew I had very minor contractions going on. I never really knew how a contraction would feel like, especially since I have never really suffered from menstrual cramps, only backaches, so most of the times, when a cramp hit me, it was like trivia time for myself.

“Err, was that a cramp?”
“Ow ow, pain. Eh no more?”

Clueless I was, really. I just knew I wanted to ‘enjoy’ the day, being alone with baby in my womb. Even though there was no spotting or a waterbag leak and all… There was a very strong feeling that it would be the last afternoon with baby in me, somehow.

And boy, was I right… 🙂


Love Math

When our little hero turned 6 months old last Monday, I took a while to reflect and found myself smiling to myself a lot. Major learning took place, no doubt and what was even sweeter was that the journey was filled with more meaningful discoveries about myself and my lovely husband. We were blessed with a baby right after we got married and while the idea of it was always adored by us, we always wondered about the “what ifs” that would inevitably occur once our life began as a family of three.

To be honest, my greatest concern had always been about as to whether my role as a wife would be compromised once my new life as a mother commenced. Thankfully, I am blessed with a partner who always puts his loved ones before himself and sure enough, he wasted no time in assuring me that things would be okay.

I always worried about whether my love would have to be divided with the arrival of our son. Little did I know that there is no such thing, but that love will always multiply within us. 🙂

Sayang my two handsome heroes in my life so much!

The Birth Story – Part 1

I have been wanting to pen down my birth experience since many months ago, but never got around to it. Procrastination is indeed a very naughty friend of mine. So I thought, let’s do it now! Better late than never.

Or in this case, better write it down now lest I forget all about it totally! Which I doubt will ever happen, because hey, who can ever forget their first every birth story (and urm, all the pain that came along with it), huh? :p

7 June 2013, Friday

Sadiq texted me at about 10 plus in the morning to ask whether I wanted homecooked food from his mother since I did not bring any lunch to work. I said yes, and he came close to noon. Told me to take care and if there was any discomfort felt, to immediately call him.


Little did I know that in the middle of lunch, I felt like peeing and imagine my surprise when I saw a tinge of blood on the toilet paper and…what I believe to be my mucus plug. I was practically hyperventilating by then in the toilet! I was trying my very best to keep my cool but in my head, I was already thinking, “OH MY GOD, IS TODAY THE DAY!?!?”

I went out of the toilet, pretending to look calm (inside a bit haywire already though) because my colleague was in the room too and since she did not suspect anything amiss, I reckon that I am a pretty good actress! Hahahaha. I did not want to alarm anyone in the office, I was not feeling any pain or discomfort at all either so I had an inkling that it was not time at all.

Did a little googling after my colleague left the room and was glad to know that exiting of the mucus plug was not a sure indication that labour would kickstart anytime soon. Phew. You can imagine that my heart was in suspense simply because it was close to prayers time and I was somehow afraid if I could not get Sadiq then. But phew. I called Sadiq, who was rather panicky and asked 1001 questions but I assured him that I would be fine and he just has to pray that baby will wait until he is done praying. Hehe.

I remember wanting to walk around more after work and we did just that before heading home. We were waiting for the ‘go ahead’ text from Kak Lis to collect the necessary items for baby such as baby cot and etc. We only managed to collect it around 10 plus at night and when heading out, I remember Ibu asking me if I wanted to stay at home instead and let Sadiq do it alone. But I said it was okay because I somehow did not want to be far away from him.

We collected the baby cot and a couple more things with Abang Nur’s help as well. Headed home after that and I still felt okay. No pain, no contractions. Just the usual bloated stomach feel. Baby was kicking as usual. In fact, I slept well that night. Hehe.

On hindsight, who would have thought that it was such perfect timing to collect the stuff that night. We actually wanted to postpone but decided against it since the lorry was readily available that day and I guess we just followed with our, ahem, parental (chey bah!) instincts.

Okay, I will stop here. Will continue with the other parts ..soon!