*Our First Night…*

By Freek at 4:50 pm on Saturday, May 31, 2008

We were discharged yesterday in the evening. I crawled to the car (the wound from the C-sect hurt, obviously and the backache from the epidural hasn’t worn off) and we brought the precious one home.

Finally, a baby to put in our cot. Hehe.

So, after my in-laws left at around 11pm, we brought Baby Aaliya in to sleep.

1/2 hour later, she woke us up. And 1/2 hour afterwards. And 1/2hour after that and then after that and after that…… till dawn.

My poor Dy.?Hai, baru setengah jam!?He said. *lol*?But I”m glad he woke up as well cos?Aaliya would?somehow automatically?be quiet when he held her.

Apparently, our baby sleeps in the day time and only at night do you get to see her eyes wide opened. And during the whole night when I didn’t sleep beside her, I get to gaze her in the eyes and watch her as she?looked around?the room.?One time, she looked?in the direction of?her dad sleeping. Hehe. And when she realized Dy wasn’t moving, she gave a loud cry which obviously jolted him.

The beginning of sleepless nights.

What’s in store for tonight?

I wonder.


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*Her story…*

By Freek at 12:16 am on Friday, May 30, 2008

I’m in hospital at the moment. It’s already 11.40pm but I’m missing both my babies. Baby’s at home sleeping in our room while our baby’s sleeping with the other babies in the nursery a few doors away.

Anyhows, here’s our story.

Monday, 26/5/08: Check-up. Doc said baby is relatively big – 3.5kgs. She asked if I wanted to deliver earlier. I agreed. She scheduled me for induce the very next day. At night, mild contractions started.

Tuesday, 27/5/08: Warded at 6pm. Doc checked my cervix. Only about 2 cm dilated. She inserted the prostin. Contractions became more frequent but still no progress in dilation. Sent to ward. Dy went home. I couldn’t sleep since the contractions were stronger. I missed Dy.

Wednesday, 28/5/08: Woken up at 6am. Went down to the delivery suite again. This time, I was put on oxytocin (I think). It was put via drip. When this happened, the contractions became stronger and stronger. Water bag burst when gynae was checking my dilation.

I cried. Felt like such a loser and that I wasn’t strong enough. Dy comforted me. Hugged him real tight. Asked for pain relief. The midwife told me about the 3 they had and of course, I avoided the last one – epidural since I heard too many stories about it. She gave me the gas mask first. At first, it helped a weeny bit, but as more oxytocin went in, the pain was more & more so, the midwife gave me the jab. The jab didn’t really do much good either as my contractions were getting stronger and came one after the other.
Couldn’t take it. Midwife advised me about epidural. I relented and, boy, was I glad. I didn’t feel a single thing after the epidural went in. But I hated how it made me shiver. One of the side-effects, you see.

At about 4pm, gynae said I shouldn’t wait any longer. The cervix was not opening up anymore – still only at 3cm despite amount of oxytocin put in. And oxytocin’s supposed to be a stronger drug! And so, considering the baby’s size, the cervix not opened enough and also the water bag had burst for a few hours now, gynae said we had to do a C-sect. I was scared, but I was more afraid of what would happen to the baby if we waited. So, I went into the OT at about 4.20pm.

By this time, my body shivered horribly as they stepped up the epidural dosage. Was still conscious as they cut me up albeit feeling no pain. However, I could feel the knife cut me up, hands going into my tummy and followed by tuggings and pullings. The anaesthetist offered her hand for me to hold on to. And a few seconds later, I heard my baby cry.

They cleaned my baby up and then showed her to me. They said she was 4.025kgs! Gynae was shocked too and the people were telling me about how her cheeks were so chubby. They let me kiss my baby. Couldn’t hold her since I was still shivering from the epidural and morphine. I kissed my baby. All the pain was worth it.

Dy, I love you.

Syaimah Aaliya – Born 28th May 2008, 1647hrs.

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*First peek…*

By Freek at 5:25 pm on Thursday, May 29, 2008

Here’s our baby girl.

Garang, tak? Sebiji macam aku, kan? Erm, well she looks like me when I was small. Heh.

Thanks to all for your support and love.

The name’s Syaimah Aaliya by the way.

As for the labour story, will leave it for another day.

Gonna get me baby now, adios!

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*And so I thought…*

By Freek at 9:16 pm on Thursday, May 22, 2008

I thought the previous entry was to be my last before popping. But I guess boredom just gets the better of me.

Anyhows, yesterday was a not-so-good day for me. It was almost like going back to my first few months of pregnancy. I started feeling nauseous around 4pm and, bleargh, puked 5 times till nightfall. All smells irritated me and I had to constantly down some syrup juice so that I didn’t have to spit every few minutes. Couldn’t get to sleep quickly after that. In fact, stayed up and looked at Dy sleeping so soundly. Very calming to see him in that state and I could get to sleep after a few minutes.

Alhamdullilah, everything’s fine today though I didn’t have much appetite. Only had a few pieces of bread in the noon plus beancurd/tau-hui in the morning. I guess Baby A doesn’t wanna grow any bigger and so has stopped the mum from eating. Hehe.

For those who still haven’t got a clue about Baby A’s gender, I’ll reveal it in the next entry, if I haven’t popped by thenlah.

As for the name, let’s just say if it’s a boy, he would be a Mohammad S______ plus a nickname which would not be included in the name but will be used every day and starts with the letter ‘A’. If it’s a girl, she would be a Nur S________ A_______. *lol*

Well, I’m actually here to pen down 2 thoughts.

Firstly, we need to really, really plan ahead. Knowing one’s self and the people around him/her will help one to see what the next course of action would be. And if people give good advice, it’s not enough just to see the light of what is being said. It’s more important to DO it. Even a million dollars can deplete in a day if one doesn’t plan carefully. What more if one spends it on assets that need (unnecessary) constant attention and maintenance, has a wife who is frigging lazy but very industrious in spending wealth or one doesn’t even have a job to at least replenish the wealth but has 2 maids and an endless flow of ‘relatives’ ‘visiting’ the home just to get 3 free meals a day. Some people will never learn. Some people will never remember times when they were poor. So, why bother?

Secondly, when I finally become a mother, I pray to God I won’t be like some people I know/have seen. For example, ladies who have a few small children in tow. I’m not saying all ladies in such a condition can’t manage. In fact, I’ve seen ladies who have a train of small kids who are perfectly in harmony and even having the ‘oldest’ being responsible for the younger ones. I’m just zooming in to one particular group where you have children who are still struggling to get affection and the you have another smaller ones that needs constant attention due to medical/physical conditions and then there’s one more bun in the oven. As a result, screams and shouts can be heard when frustration kicks in. Heck, sometimes even beatings.

Of course, I’m not there yet and so it’s just so easy to comment. But I pray hard that I won’t end up being such a mother and I pray that God always reminds me of all the hardship and bonding me & my unborn has to go through throughout the 9 months together. That God reminds me that my duty is to raise the child as he/she has been entrusted to me & Dy by Him. That God reminds me that He never said being a mother was easy.

So, I will try to further nurture something that I have had troubles with throughout my teens and early twenties – to be more patient.

Yes. Impossible as it may seem, Suhainis Binte Samsi will try to be more patient. For the sake of everyone around her. For him. And for h**. *lol*

Aight, adios.

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*Word of the day is…*

By Freek at 1:47 pm on Wednesday, May 21, 2008

… P-A-N-A-S.

Come on. Scream it with me now.


It has been so frigging hot especially these past few days. Even?showering before?going to bed,?putting the fan right beside me and taking off my nightie didn’t really help. Wake up every now and then, sweating like crazy. And it didn’t do much good that I had to wake up every few hours too due to the constant salivating my mouth has been doing. Yes. The excessive saliva problem is back and I sleep with a towel on top of my pillow every night now – again. (Trackback: Had this problem back when I was 2-5 months pregnant)

I wake up in the wee hours the night with a mouthful of saliva (some of which has already streaked to my cheeks and/or back) to go off to the toilet to gargle it off. It’s been 4 months since I had to do such a thing. It’s frigging irritating. But then again, it’s prolly Baby A’s way of getting me used to waking up in the middle of the night so that when he/she finally comes out, I won’t have a?problem waking up?to feed him/her. Practiselah. Nanti malam-malam pun kena bangun nak kasi kita susu.

Anyhows, the?’gateway’ has started to open, albeit only 1 cm. Which is kinda a scary thought. I’m prepping myself for when the real pain sets in. I mean, of course, these past few days, I’ve been feeling a lot of things. Constipation, diarrhoea, gastric, nausea, uncomfie at you-know-where. Which, is precisely why doc has granted me the week off.?

But I know those are just?merely tiny shards?compared to?when real labour kicks in. Doc said the due date will still be 30th but the people around me are telling me otherwise. So, right now, I’m bracing myself for it. Me mum and aunt said that once that pintu has already opened, it’s basically any time. They were quite baffled when I told them that doc said pintu rahim open 1cm but baby should be ready only next week or early next month. Maklumlah doc takde anak tapi senior-senior aku tu semua dah 4 anak dah. Heh.

So, I’m guessing, this is prolly my last entry before that happens. So, should that be the case, I’d prolly be updating pics on my multiply cos’ somehow, I can’t upload any pics on this blog for the moment.


It tickles me to see how tiny the tops/shorts/rompers/jumpers are everytime I shop for Baby A’s clothing. I can never stop giggling and my sisters will never stop squealing at the sight of them. I’ve bought yellow, white, blue, pink and?orange clothings. I’m yet to find some green, purple and red?ones. I don’t suppose they sell any black ones for newborns, aye? Baru brutal anak?aku.

Baby darling, let’s shop some more for our little baby, can? Before he/she finally pops out? Can?

I think he’ll kill me. *lol*


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