Going Home

Finally, after 2 days in ICU and after being transferred to the normal nursery where I finally get to make some friends, I was ready to go home... yeah!

Of cos before that I showed signs of the usual jaundice and was not allowed to go home. Had to stay another additional night so that the nurses could put me under that hateful ultraviolet lights.. Eeeks, I hate that! First they stripped me naked leaving only my nappy. And then they blindfolded me and leave me under the lights for a looooooongggggggg time. I could almost see stars!!

But all's well now. I am ready. To start living with mummy and abah.

And to give them sleepless nights from now on... Hiaks hiaks hiaks!

Separation

I am very sad.

Hours after I was out, I had to go to ICU cos the doctors felt that I was not breathing properly.
Mummy had a very stressed delivery cos she had problems pushing me out. Apparently I did not bawl like the usual babies do and the nurses got to spank my butt a few times before I let out a whimpered cry. That means I will not to be with the rest of my friends in the nursery and I will be all alone in the ICU. Worst, I will not be near mummy at all. No hugs, no kisses, no cuddles.

My heart broke when I saw him with tubes in his mouth. Call it maternal instinct, whatever. Just made me so sad to see his tiny body lying there.. He has no ability to suckle yet so they had to feed him through the tubes...Breathing is very irregular as well and his head is quite swollen due to the suction force after vacumming him out...Poor baby. While other mummies get to hold the babies as and when they want, I have to be away from him and it made me all depressed. I can only pray for the best and hope he gets well soon.

Abah and mummy came to see me many times and I am not ready to meet the rest of the uncles and aunties who visited me. Visitation is solely for the the parents only for ICU-ed babies.. Never mind.. I am a strong boy. InsyaAllah I will be well soon. I must smile for mummy so she will not be worried.

When 2 Becomes 3

Push, Tahirah, push.....!!!!
Dear... try harder, take a deep breath!!
Yes, yes I can see his head...! Come on! Aiyo...go back again!
You are not pushing correctly!!!

After 9 months in the comfort of my mummy's tummy and 13 long hours, I finally arrived today.
Afterall I have been good. I waited till Aunty Wiah's wedding was over, and also just a day before Dr Heng goes for her long holiday. I got everyone in the family guessing when I will arrive and finally the winner emerged. Congratulations, Nenek Arbayah!

It has indeed been a wonderful journey... Alhamdullilah, mummy's pregnancy was a smooth going one except for the usual nausea and tiredness in the first 3 months. After that she was still active and going on her usual activities as before.
I often hear the furious typing on the keyboard and wished that she will just take a break.. Sometimes I will protest.
Gave her some real hard kicks to remind her to slow down and then she will stopped, take a milo break, talked to me in the prayer room. Then she goes back and the typing starts again...!

I often looked forward to every night when I will just listen to mummy and abah's voices. There is just this layer of skin that separates me from the 2 of them... so near yet so far.
Mummy will occasionally read bedtime stories and Abah will read doas, in the hope that I will grow up normal and healthy. Surah Yusuf is a must in the morning. This is the morning treat I will get from mummy on her journey to work via her mp3.

Goodbye pratas, durians and hotfudge sundae...I really had the time of my life cos she will give me treats in the form of junk food. Of cos to make herself feel better after a meal of 4 prata kosongs, she compensated by drinking lots of milk so that I will have strong bones and not grow up vertically challenged like her..It will be some time before I get to eat adult's food again... For now it will just be loads of naturally fortified breast milk..

And so my new begins...!