Reza Ilhan

It's been a month since I gave birth to Reza Ilhan, but I've yet to blog about his arrival into this world. Is that enough proof of how hectic my schedule has been so far?

Yes! I chose to try and take care of both kids myself at home. Spent a week at my mum's and a few days at mak's. Well, like they say, there's no place like home. Never mind that I'm doing 10 things at the same time, never mind that I get tired and cranky at times, never mind that Ryan always choose to want to pee when I'm feeding Reza, never mind that when one sleeps the other choose to wake up. Never mind. Never mind. Never mind.

Oh. The birth story. So.. Reza, like his brother, was born on his EDD. But Reza, unlike his brother, had to be induced. Hmmm.. I never got round to asking Dr Wong why he wanted to induce Reza instead of just waiting for him to pop out. Oh wells..

Let me tell you, the few days before I was induced was very terrifying. I guess with Ryan, I went into labour very ignorant. Didnt know what I was in for. But with Reza, I kept playing the scene over and over and over in my head. I was expecting the pain, the vomit, the being 'violated; by so many nurses. Yup, I was one terrified mummy-to-be.

We happily made our way to Thomson at 11.30pm, after we had send Ryan to mak's house and after we had supper at Adam Road. Oh.. Shahreil had supper, I was too nervous to eat.

I was admitted to the ward and all was fine, though I couldn't sleep AT ALL. Nervous, I guess. The cramps started at about 4am, but it was still bearable. At 8 am, I waled into the observation room and the cramps started to be more intense. And the rest were exactly what I pictured it to be.. the blood, the pain, the vomit.. Urgh.

By the time Dr Wong came to burst my waterbag, I was 4cm dilated and the pain was so so so unbearable. I feel blessed that Shahreil was there with me all the time for me to squeeze his hand whenever the contractions kicked in. It was definitely more intense than when I was with Ryan and I thought.. NO... I can't possibly tahan the immense pain for what I thought would be another 5-6 more hours, so I requested for epidural.

But you know what! Once I was given the epidural, I felt like berak-ing, although I know that actually I was ready to give birth. Told the nurse and immediately checked my dilation and suprise..suprise... I was actually FULLY dilated already! All ready to give birth!!! SO fast one!!

I was wheeled to the delivery room and still had to wait for Dr Wong who was in another delivery room with another patient. I really felt like 'berak-ing' and still must wait.

3 pushes and out he came! Hehehhe.. Unlike Ryan whom I pushed for nearly 1 and half hour! Heheh..

Reza Ilhan, welcome to the family!

24 June, no?

After all the panic attacks I had today during the CTG at Thomson, I realise that I had to stop procrastinating and pack that damn bag! So, I did! Now that the bag is all ready, portable hp charger charged (need to fb while waiting to deliver maaahh) and my outfit n tudung to go to the hospital ironed... I am feeling rather calm and ready.

I know I've been saying that I do not want to share my birthdate with Little R the Second, but actually, it is gonna be a wonderful present for myself, ya? Last year, I received the bestest gift on my birthday when Allah opened my heart to finally don the hijab. (and how can I forget my dear hubby who gave me 2 tudungs and a brooch set to show me his support for my decision). Maybe this year, my present will be having that little one in my arms. But, no pressure, sayang. You come out whenever YOU are ready for the world!

Ibu, Abah and Abang Ryan simply can't wait to welcome you into the family!
Pssst: Come out fast fast ahh... Dont torture ibu too much!

Bidadari

I had a very interesting conversation with Samsiah over our usual lunch date yesterday.
And since then, I strive to be his bidadari...
Insyallah..