Hello again.
It has been about 2 years since my last post. Yup, had been quite busy being married and having a child all that.
Opss...excuse my manners. Yup, I have a son now. His name is Luthfi Haziq bin Mohd Amirul Nazri. Born on 7th March 2012 at 12.29am via c-sect.
Our life has changed since his arrival. Brought joy to everybody around him.
What can I say about him??..he is the most precious jewel, a priceless gift from Allah s.w.t. Everything about him is nothing short of beautiful. He is a very bright baby who is curious to just about anything around him. Now he is 7 months plus and learning his way to stand up. He loves to hold on things that he could use to stand up and move sideways as if he's trying to walk. Countless falling down and cries aside, he has progressed well.
Remembered on the day that I brought him to the world.
I carried him till the very due date 10 months and on the final check up I have decided to induce. Given that I had a prolonged aching back, endless heartburn, bloated like no one's business and I could not even walk properly (macam lori muatan lebihan)
The doctor induced at 2.30pm and waited until it come into effect. Waited and waited until at 6pm, my water broke. That was then I first knew that the water inside my baby's sack is actually warm...new lesson.
ok..it only took around 1 hour for the contraction to come and the pain was whoaaa!!!!...i want all this to settle quick.....
Maybe I was manja sangat kot. tak boleh sakit sikit, before i know it i agreed for an epidural. hahaha!!..how did that happened?
ok..had the epidural and relieved alot.
so the nurses check up on me every 2 hours to see my progress (opening laaa)
waited..waited..waited....
mom and dad came by from 6pm onwards, and the baby did not show any signs that he wants to come out.
11.30pm....cervix opened just 6cm....
11.45pm...hubby got restless. it was almost 6 hours since the water broke. he asked the nurse of the progress. she said not so good coz the baby's heartbeat is slowing down and the head is swollen a bit. He asked what is the best solution....operate, she said.
Without much thought he asked to get everything ready for operation, while composed himself on how to break the news to me knowingly how I feel about operation.
Little that I know, my tears strumming down as my husband explained the situation and the only option is to operate because two lives at stake here. I was physically and mentally tired and I could not think back then. Then I asked him to decide for me.
Not long after that, preparation were done and consent form was signed and they wheeled me to the OT. Cried all the way, terrified for what may come. Arriving at the OT, I asked for full anesthesia because I was so terrified and extremely tired. The doctor complied. Did not remembered when i dozed off, but as i began to wake up, I could hear a baby crying. Saw me began to regain consciousness, they put the baby nest to my face and asked for the gender. No brainer, I just said 'boy' because I have always knew since my 4th check up.
As the pain killer starts to wear off, i was shivering all over as if i was in a seizure. An unbearable chill. As that starts to wear down, then thats when the juice come in. I was up all night in excruciating pain at the cut and had to composed myself to sleep. As I do that, I looked at my hubby who was sleeping like a baby (literally). Poor him, he must have been very tired waiting and only had a little to eat. He was with me till the end and patiently waited. I owed a lot to him, in short he saved me and Haziq's life as he took the chance and made that crucial decision that would affect our lives. All and all everything is all good.
Now, 7 months has passed. Our lives have been blessed with outpouring rezeki. My hubby is an avid believer that rezeki will come with the new born child thus one must not be afraid to have kids. Allah will never leave His servants high and dry upon welcoming a new bundle of joy.
I must admit, I did feel like our lives has been blessed with shower of rezeki and smooth ride since Haziq's arrival. Or even when the rides got tough, we did not really feel it perhaps because we have Haziq. Yup, I did not really get it either. Guess this is one of the God's wonder and miracles.
Haziq is truly God's precious gift and we vow to protect him, shower him with love, provide for him, and nurture him till our last breath. Amin....










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