Thursday, July 20, 2006

Baby #2

When my menses were late for a week, I was praying hard that it's due to weight loss or stress or any other reasons besides being pregnant. Thinking back, we were careful, weren't we? WEREN'T WE?!
After a brief thought about it I had to get myself a home pregnancy test kit to find out and lo and behold! The results? 2 obvious blue lines. My heart sank. I know I should be ecstatic about it but instead I feel like a teenager in trouble.
How can I be pregnant again? I didn't know whether to laugh or cry. It felt like a blur. Thinking God must be playing a trick on me. We went to the clinic the next day and the doctor told us there's not much point to take the test again as these things are quite accurate (it's more likely a false results if it was a negative)...
There's so many weighty issues on our minds. Baby Buk, our new house, our financial status. I was more worried about hubby. Is he able to cope with another baby? I guess it wouldn't be so bad if we didn't just spend a fortune renovating our place.
It took us a few days for reality to sink in and finally accepted the fact that there isn't much we can do about it but to cherish and be thankful to Allah S.W.T. for His blessings.
Now, I actually do feel happy about being pregnant again and am looking forward to our new little bundle of joy!

Wednesday, July 12, 2006

Buk


Our little Buk isn't so little anymore. Sometimes we feel that you're growing up too fast! What's happened to our tiny helpless little baby? You're 1 and taking over the world (haha so to speak)...
You seem to be cheekier every day. Fight your sleep during naptime. Dance even when there isn't any music around. Pull your little toy snail around and run away when you know Mummy is chasing after you.
The best part of all is when you give us your little hugs. Simply adorable and you make us feel so blessed to have you, Buk!
ps: your nickname 'Buk' was given to you by Mummy because you used to make the 'bukbuk' sound with your lips when you were a few months old =)

Monday, July 10, 2006

Happy 1st birthday!

This time last year, Mummy was lying in the hospital bed going through waves and waves of painful contractions. In my head, all Mummy could think about was 'When are you coming out!?' Every passing minute seemed like eternity. Doctors and nurses came and went and still no signs of you.
Then at about 9pm, the doctors suggested Mummy go for an emergency caesarean because you, my dear baby was becoming a little too distressed. Your heartbeat slowed with each contraction and the doctors were getting worried. So in the midst of pain and worry, Mummy had to sign the consent letter before they could wheel me into the operating theatre. All this while, Daddy was nowhere to be found and Mummy was getting furious from all the pain.
Alas, as they were wheeling Mummy out the labor room, there stood Daddy at the entrance looking white in the face, as he was lost at what was going on. The first thing Mummy did was yelled at him 'Where the h*** were you?' Oh, you have to understand the pain Mummy was going through for me to shout at him.
As the nurses and doctors pushed Mummy around in the four-wheeled bed, I was getting nervous and scared. Was Mummy ready to have you afterall? It seemed like a distant memory carrying you for 10 months and now it's finally time.
The operating theatre was cold and unwelcoming. Mummy wanted to leave as soon as I was brought into it. The doctor gave Mummy an anesthetic and couldn't feel anything from the waist down. The doctors covered my view so I couldn't see the procedure.
At exactly 10.35pm, Mummy heard your first cries and I was euphoric. It was THE most amazing sound a mother could hear. The nurses cleaned you up and wrapped you up nicely in a warm blanket before letting Mummy see you. Oh, you were the most beautiful creature Allah has ever created. I reached out to touch your little foot and was amazed at how soft and smooth you were.
Then you were brought out to Daddy and Mummy couldn't wait to see you again.
All these happened a year ago, Buk. Now you're an active, cheeky, adorable and sweetest little boy. Mummy and Daddy love you very very much.
Happy First Birthday!
Plenty of Lovelove, Hughugs and Kuskus...