Junna’s Birth Story.

I remember writing about JH’s birth story on my little turquoise baby diary that hubbs bought for me 4 years ago. This time, I though I’d publish it here now that I have a personal blog to document moments of our lives…simply because these precious details aren’t going to remember themselves so it must be written down, so that in 10, 20 years time I would be able to walk down memory lane and recall this special moment.

Every birth is different, it takes you by surprise and I certainly was faced with a huge bombshell when we were advised by our gynae to bring forward Junna’s EDD by 10 days – with a C-sec. You see, with my firstborn, he exceeded the EDD and I was induced into labour, so naturally I thought it’d be the same, since I don’t feel any contraction or cramps.  And due to my low AFI, our gynae advise that the quickest and safest way was to deliver her via C-sec. With our first child, we’d never have a birth plan, nor are we particular on how the birth plan should be. We just set an open mind that we should do whatever it takes to keep mother and baby safe. So we agreed to the procedure. The decision send us into frenziness with hubbs and I trying to settle all the work stuff, (repack) the hospital bags, cut hair, shopping to stock up our fridge and pantry, not forgetting, went for a movie date. It all happen so fast that I haven’t even digest the idea of having our baby by next Monday!

Moments before we were dropped the bombshell news

Moments before we were dropped the bombshell news

One last date night as the parents of 1.

One last date night as the parents of 1.

On Monday morning, we checked ourselves into the hospital. Somehow the schedule operation was delayed from 12pm to 1:30pm. Hubbs drop me off and went back to work. I spend the following hours reading up Pregnancy books (i know, can’t be more last minute right?). The most torturous part apart from the waiting is that I was so so so hungry. Due to the operation, I was required to fast and therefore waiting with a hungry tummy just feels like time is passing by exceptionally slow. Finally it’s almost 1pm and I was asked to change, lie on the triage and was pushed all the way to the OT. At the holding area, we were told that the operation will be scheduled to 2:30pm as the previous operation was delayed. Thank God hubbs was there to keep me company and we decide to google ‘why we need to fast before operation’. Ohh… and we take selfies of us in the scrubs, which is kinda funny. I don’t think anyone laugh that hard inside the holding bay. I also remember studying the layout and composition of the whole place since I worked as a medical planner before. As such, it didn’t seemed that long before I was pushed into the OT.

Wefie in scrubs!

Wefie in scrubs!

First thing I notice is that the OT is an extremely bright area, unlike those that you see in Grey’s anatomy, where it’d dimmed at the side and have background music. And, it’s FREEZING cold! I remembered shivering so hard until they inserted warmer. Once I’m in, they start to hook me up with some needles and stuff on my arm. Later, the anesthesiologist came in and provided the jab on my spine which sends my lower body part numb in just seconds. That’s when I start to feel cold+numb+giddy+headache. They then insert a urinary catheter and start position my body preparing for the operation. You have no idea how expose you feel until you are.

I think at 2:30pm sharp, my gynae came in and he said he’s gonna make the cut. I remember being scared and cold+numb+giddy+headache. I also remember hubbs was at my side holding my hands and saying prayers. In just a few minutes, I can feel a lot of tugging and pulling on my abdomen, at that point of time, I just told myself to be strong and soon it’ll pass and we’ll have our beautiful baby, and I prayed, I prayed so hard for my baby to be delivered healthy and fit. Next, I heard my gynae pop his head over and tell me that he’s gonna take out the baby now and I’m gonna feel a little pressure. Boy that pressure was not little! It’s was a huge pressure I can feel that I was being pressed so hard that I have difficulty breathing! I remember grasping hubbs hand so hard and in seconds I heard baby’s cry, my baby’s cry. tears start streaming down and I can finally let myself relief, knowing that baby is ok, our gynae showed us the gender and quickly hand it to th peads to do the vital check up on the baby. Next it was just the feeling of cold+numb+giddy+headache while the docs try to fix me up. Our pediatrician pop by and told me that baby is good and healthy and the anesthesiologist place the baby on my face. I remember her opening her eyes and I manage to plant a few kisses on her little soft cheek. Soon, it was all over, and I was wheeled to the post-op holding area where I continue shivering, before I was wheeled into my room. I had some drinks and was glad that I didn’t throw up. Soon, the nurse at the nursery wheel little Junna in and all 3 of us (my mom, hubbs and I) spend the next hour or so cuddling her.

Freshly baked from the oven.

Freshly baked from the oven.

Junna was born at 2:49pm on June 13th and she’s perfectly healthy, despite weighing only 2.46 kg. We are extremely lucky and dare I even say blessed. We stayed in the hospital for 2 nights, in which hubbs and mom-in-law pop by now and then to care for us. And, that;s how our life change (again) in just that few seconds…

I'm a mother (again).

I’m a mother (again).

It’s been 2 weeks now and everything has been great (apart from lack of sleep). We had just moved into our new house, so did our folks. I am immensely blessed that I have the support from my family. The pain was more manageable compare to my natural birth the first time, thus it allows me more time and the flexibility to lay around, nurse and care for our little bud. I’m definitely gonna make the best of my 2 months maternity to spend time with my 2 offspring, because I think this is probably the last time I’ll be enjoying such long long holiday.

Ju-Hann meeting Junna for the very first time.

Ju-Hann meeting Junna for the very first time.

P.S.: I just realized this is my longest post just yet. 

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Baby No. 2: Junna

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After a number of post on baby no. 2, finally she has arrived. Today was supposed to be her actual due date, but due to my low AFI (Amniotic Fluid Index) during our last antenatal check up, my gynae advised that it’s better to take her out via C-sec, just to avoid any complications. And because he’s the best (that I know), we take his word. And thus, Junna Lilie Bey was born on 13th June at 2:49pm.

Junna looks alot like Ju-Hann, but a feminine version. She’s small, quiet and dainty. She has the most delicate fingers ever! Ju-Hann has been most caring and curious towards baby Junna, and he had behaved so well ever since Junna and I was discharged from the hospital. I couldn’t ask for more, really.

I can officially say that I have kids now, not kid, not child, not offspring. It’s weird that now I refer to Junna as ‘女儿 ‘ as I speak to hubbs, it used to be just ‘孩子 ‘. It’s such a wonderful feeling.

Welcome to the family, little Junna. You are my little angel and I feel so blessed to have you in our lives.

Happy Father’s Day.

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To the father of my children, Happy belated Father’s Day. We’ve been so occupied with  our little bud and chores that we didn’t acknowledge the occasion, let alone the celebration. We also overlook the date 18th of June, which marks our 5th wedding anniversary. But it’s ok, cause I know our life is so much fuller now with Junna in our lives, I hope God will continue to bless us so that we’ll have a lifetime to celebrate.

I love you.

Baby No. 2 – W38

Finally, JH & myself are slowly recuperating from this viral bug. Seriously, it’s about time! 38 weeks in, I feel so heavy, clumsy and every little movement seems like it’s taking a phenomenal amount of effort. It’s not helping when I have to wake up midnight consecutively to monitor JH’s temperature. I could really use a breather the 2 weeks before baby no. 2 arrives.

Baby no. 2 has been active, so active that she’s keeping me awake at night. Every time she moves, I feel like a balloon is being stretched to its limit. And my back, it hurts! Despite everything, I know nothing will compare to the actual labour. Yikes!

Strangely I’m looking forward to my confinement period after birth, drinking red dates boiled water and all the yummy food with lots of ginger & sesame oil. I’m not a big fan nor I believe in the logic behind it, but I’ll try to follow it as much as I can (for those things that makes sense), since it’s tradition.

 

Living with less.

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Simplicity, no-frills approach is what I crave for these days. Muji’s Water Resistance Cotton Tote in navy.

We’ve recently moved to our new home and along the way we’ve since started to declutter our space as we thrive towards minimalist lifestyle. As we prepare for baby no.2’s arrival, I’m starting to organise the kids closets & storage, donating the extra hand-me-downs and toys to family and friends. It’s strange, but I get more excited when I start getting rid of things rather then buying things.

I’m so blessed that hubbs and I share the same mindset when it comes to the idea of having smaller closet, lesser storage and frugal material possession. Together, we’ve grown and learned to make wise decision through ‘buying less by buying better’. Amongst our top to go retailers are: IKEA, MUJI, UNIQLO. These platforms provide us with basic, classic versatile pieces when it to furniture, homewares and garments. And indeed, our happiness blossom bit by bit once we got rid of the unnecessary stuff, and the stressors that comes with it.

I’ll always remember Graham Hill‘s quote: “My space is small. My life is big.”