In the name of Allah s.w.t.
Motherhood. Let's talk about motherhood.
It was raining that morning as I heard the rain drops outside my delivery room. I was being admitted to the hospital on my husband's birthday. I was so excited because we had finally had a baby who were born in November too. I was being induced and it was painful. Extremely painful. For the first inducement, nothing happened. I was laughing and smiling while my husband was around, while my parents both visited me. Unfortunately, on my second inducement, it was extremely painful and I just cried like an insane person. Awful.
The last thing that I have was a small bar of chocolate since I couldn't look at the porridge temptingly. Nurses and doctors kept checking on me and for some reason, I refused to be vaginally examined.
Hours I did suffered from contractions.
It was quite funny too when I did forgot to ask my husband to accompany me in the labour room. It was so painful that I couldn't think rationally. I just cried and said I want to 'poo-poo'. The nurse taught me how to deal with the pain.
It was on 0719 when my baby girl decided to show up. Alhamdulillah everything went well.
The day when our local community clinic referred me to the Malacca General Hospital, I was so scared that I ate a lot.
Those were meals that I seriously enjoyed before delivery. LOL.
Praise to Allah, and now I am a super mom! My husband always remind me that I did successfully giving birth to his child and had been nursing her for almost six months. I miss my baby girl.
Sayang ummi, pwincess Layla. ❤
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| I love you, baby abah! |
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| She grows up too fast. |