30 March, 2015
Sentap.
Aku syak Adam letih lagi. That's why dia merap semacam je hari ni. Jenuh jugak aku menghayak kesana kemari Adam duk nangis dalam meitai pinjam ni. Last last aku bawak gi surau, nyusu.
Adam menjerit kemahen sampai akak akak dalam surau tu tak tenang la aku rasa mesti deme pikir aku bantai anak aku tu yang duk teriak tu. Tu la Adam. Kalau tengah tukar lampin tetiba dia lapar, menjerit nak susu time tu gak takde alasan dah. Dia punya level teriak tu sampai kalau duk tepi telinga aku tu berdesing gak la.
Tapi dah dapat susu hepi je muka siap sengih.
Time aku nyusu tu ade la makcik ni nak menyembang. Dia kata,
"Kecik lagi dah pandai dah mengamuk ni, ni sampai besar la ni perangai camni ni,"
Sikit pun tak masuk dalam hati. Masuk telinga kanan keluar telinga kiri sambil muka tersengih sengih cari jalan camne nak amek lampin dalam beg. Tangan kanan ampu Adam. JARI TELUNJUK kiri Adam genggam. Kuat. Lapo beno.
Makcik tu mai dok sebelah aku. Tetiba ada akak ni masuk surau bawak anak dia nak nyusu gak. Badan agak gempal berpeluh peluh. Panas agaknya.
"Ha ni sorang lagi nyusu,"
Akak ni bagi la anak dia nyusu. Tapi anak dia taknak. Terus merangkak tersengih sengih. Dia pun duk prepare nak tuka pampers anak dia. Aku nak beramah terus tanya, "Berapa bulan ni kak?"
Akak : "Sebelas bulan,"
Aku : "Ohh dah nak setahun dah,"
Makcik : "Sebelas bulan blum berjalan lagi?"
Akak : "Tu la ni baru belajar duduk. Saya kecik kecik pun mak saya kata setahun lapan bulan baru berjalan,"
Makcik : "Anak acik yang lelaki tu sembilan bulan dah berjalan,"
Akak tu pun gi basuh pungkoq anak dia. Makcik tu cakap ngan aku. Kuat la jugak. Akak tu dengar aku rasa.
Makcik : "Selalunya budak lambat jalan ni otak dia tak berkembang, lembap,"
Aku nak je stapler mulut acik ni. Dah la cakap kuat kuat, buat nya akak tadi tu dengar kan majei,
Aku : "Hahahaha (gelak awkward) kang akak tu dengo kecik ati dia cik,"
Makcik : "Ye betui anak acik yang pompuan tu pun lambat jalan, orang marah dia duk tuli je. Belajar pun bengap. Tu yang acik perati la,"
Speechless kejap. Akak tu datang balik. Duk sembang sembang pumpang pumpang. Aku plak nak tuka pampers Adam.
Makcik : "Ni anak sulung ke?"
Akak : "A ah cik,"
Makcik : "Awak tak bersenam ke?"
Akak : "Tu la cik bab bab bersenam ni saya payah sikit,"
Makcik : "Makcik anak dah empat tau,"
Seriouslyyy cikkkkk perlu keee. Tak patut betul la. Cakap ikut sedap mulut je. Cuba la amalkan kalau takde mende yang nice untuk ko cakap, KO DIAM.
Macam macam jenis orang la. Aku yang dengar sambil cucui bontot Adam pun pening. Kalau aku la jadi akak tu kompem sentap wei tak tipu.
Masa gi kenduri ritu pun aku pernah gak sentap. Adam dibawa lari oleh pakcik pakcik yang eksaited, sebab tu anak aku. Aku bongsu kot. Cam tak sangka la cite dia kalau aku ada anak.
So bersalam salaman la ngan pakcik sepupu sepapat. Sampai la jumpa sepupu ni.
"Comelnya perut," Sambil pegang perut aku.
"Kak saya dah beranak dah kakkkkk,"
Dan selepas itu aku termenunglah aku sambil duk refresh balik pale otak mana aku letak bengkung aku.
Tsk.
Kawan, kau kuat.
"Macam mana kalau aku berada ditempat dia? Boleh ke aku jadi sekuat dia?"
Hidup dengan anak tanpa suami bertahun tahun. Tengok anak bagi makan minum jaga didik dan sampai suatu masa anak kau diambil orang tanpa rela. Eh ade ke orang rela bagi anak sendiri?
Kisahnya bila bercerai. Kau kena hadap perasaan bila bangun tidur, kau terus belai anak kau. Bila satu masa bapak dia amek hak penjagaan anak, kau cam tak mampu nak lepaskan. Gila ke kau yang beranak kot. Ingat semudah tu nak bagi?
Ada yang bila dah bercerai, ibu terpisah dengan anak anak. Perkembangan anak hanya mampu dipantau dari jauh. Makin lama makin pudar, rindu pula semakin mengetat. Anak yang keluar dari rahim kau, penat diteran dan nyawa pun antara garis hidup dan mati pun dah mula membenci diri kau. Mungkin sebab hasutan? Wallahualam.
Kita berserah jelah pada Allah. Anak tu mungkin masih belum baligh, tak mampu nak berfikir dengan waras. Nanti dah besar dia dah boleh fikir sendiri, si bapak pandai pandai lah nak jawab ya.
Tapi yelah. Tuhan yang mencorakkan kehidupan kita ni. Dia dah tentukan mana baik mana buruk untuk kita. Setiap apa yang berlaku ada hikmahnya.
Tu yang aku percaya dan tu la yang aku pegang sampai sekarang walau macam mana sedih pahit pedih pun, tu lah yang aku pasakkan dalam jiwa. Allah lebih mengetahui apa yang terbaik untuk aku. Kalau pun perkara yang terjadi tu menyesakkan dada sekali pun. Ada hikmahnya dan mungkin aku pernah tersilap atau menyakiti.
Sebab tu sampai sekarang aku masih berdiri. Orang mungkin kata aku gila. Baling lah beban macam mana sekali pun aku masih tak tumbang. Sampaikan aku terfikir,
"Takde perasaan ke aku ni?"
Ya Allah terima kasih kerana memberi kekuatan kepadaku sebegini rupa. Terima kasih kerana masih menyayangi aku.
p/s : Entri ni takde kaitan dengan aku. Cuma cuba berada didalam kasut seorang kawan. Yes. Sangat menyedihkan.
27 March, 2015
#ProjekHelloKitty : DIY Changing Pad Pouch
25 March, 2015
DIY BABYWRAP DAN AKU BELI SESUATU! ^_^
IKEA CHERAS OPENING IN 2015
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20 March, 2015
[Video] : Aisyah BFM kupas Hudud di Kelantan : SERIOUSLY?
Sape dah tengok video pasal hudud? Pompuan tah celah mana tah seronok nau buat video pasal hudud. Tu la aku nak kate bengap, belajo tinggi dah. Aku tak paham betoi la ape motip ang buat bideo cenggitu tak sensitip langsung. Tak rasa bersalah ke?
Aku cte ni bukan sebab aku ni sokong pas ke aku sokong bn ke sokong roket ke tu hal aku la nak sokong ape kan kan cite skang ko tau tak hudud tu datang dari mana
TAKDA NASIK LEMAK, TAKPE HUDUD KAN ADA? Apemendeeeeeeeeee
Ke senanye ko yang cuak ngan hudud? Tah sape tah share insta dia sambut valentine. Aku syak dia sendiri cuak la tu pasal beria tak sokong.
Masalahnya ang tak sokong lantak ang la tu masalah ang tapi cite skang pi wat video tayang kebodohan diri sendiri pasaipa
Yang komen video tu pun sama bengap kemain cakap
"minah ni kalau aku jumpa aku rogol berkali kali, berani dia hina islam!"
"_______ (isi carutan sendiri) betul minah ni. Ni kapir laknat ni"
Kot ye pun beragak lah ko duk maki orang kapir laknat ko komen pun macam orang takde iman ok boleh pegi meninggal ko pon sama dua kali lima
Spotlight IPC!
19 March, 2015
Help me!
18 March, 2015
Happy 1st Anniversary Eny dan Zelo!
14 March, 2015
Status mak mak yang annoying
12 March, 2015
ESP dan Salmon
11 March, 2015
Eny bawak Adam jalan jalan!
10 March, 2015
ESP dah sampai!
Perangai Adam bila nak nyusu HAHA
07 March, 2015
Bahaya Homebirth!
My true feelings regarding my home birth experience...
It has taken me over a year to fully understand my home birth experience. Zinn is now 16 months - walking and running - babbling - typical toddler! I've had a lot of time to just sit down and think about my birth. The biggest part was finally getting my medical records from my pregnancy, labor, and birth with him. That was the missing link in my healing process. It took me months to get them - complete with melt downs, tears, emails, house visits, phone calls - but I got them.
On December 2nd, 2014 - my photographs from my home birth were released for the world to see. Along with those photos? My birth photographers perspective on my birth. Yes, yes, yes! I gave permission for her to release them. I didn't know what she was going to write. I thought long and hard before letting her release them - I knew it would create a stir. I wanted her to have the spot light though because she's very talented and wish the best for her. My original plan was to not engage in ANY of the comments. But that didn't last long before I was sucked into them. And before I knew it, I found other amazing moms who felt like I did.
Link to the Pop Sugar Article:
http://www.popsugar.com/moms/Photographs-Home-Water-Birth-36203103#photo-36203103
I am NOT happy with how my home birth went. It was awful. Horrifying. Scary. Traumatic. Worst day of my life is a huge understatement.
My baby almost died. I almost died.
I did not walk away from my birth feeling like a 'birth warrior'. Multiple people at my birth kept calling me that. I did not walk away feeling empowered or womanly. No one at my birth was a hero. I was not brave.
I was misled, lied too, and manipulated. Informed consent? Hah. I wish.
I left my birth feeling broken, beaten down, cheated. I felt like no one there really cared about the most important thing: my child's safety and well-being.
I went into my home birth wanting that picture perfect birth - just like all the other home birth photos showed. I wanted to be that pretty momma - laughing during labor - sitting in the pool looking glamorous and happy. I really thought I was doing the best thing for my baby. I was told that it was safe. That I was low-risk. Nothing bad could happen because we TRUST birth. And if something was to come up, we would know about it hours before - plenty of time to get to the hospital! I did everything right!
1. Have a home birth! Check!
2. Go to the chiropractor! Check!
3. Hire a doula! Check!
4. Eat healthy. Take herbal supplements. Check!
5. Do Spinning Babies every day. Check!
6. TRUST BIRTH! Check!
I had concerns the last month that were brushed off. I was told and taught to 'trust birth', 'trust your body', and 'your body can't grow a baby too big!'.
My labor was rough. I cried through most of it. Might have screamed and yelled some. I can't remember. I remember the pain of the contractions and how I just wanted it to be over with.
My baby was born in the brow presentation and he also had shoulder dystocia. It was not a pretty birth. It was not glamorous. My bathroom floor was flooded with meconium stained water and baby poop. My baby was born lifeless and limp. It took them almost 9 minutes to get him out of me. During all of this - I had NO idea what was going on. I had no idea he was stuck and that this was an emergency. No one was monitoring my vitals or his. No one was trained for this type of emergency. FUNDAL PRESSURE was used on me. 911 was not called until he was a minute old. The first thing that was said, "There is no heart beat, I don't hear a heart beat." Then the next thing was, "Listen HARDER!"
He was taken from my bathroom into the ambulance when he was 6 minutes old. Weak pulse, still limp and lifeless, still not breathing. I didn't know how he was until several hours later.
Yes, my son is okay today. He's a fireball. A burst of crazy energy. Drives us insane but always has us laughing. No, I will not continue to think everything went okay and no, I will not just 'get over it'.
But just because my son is okay, does NOT mean that my home birth was okay. Or that anyone at my birth was a hero. No one saved my baby. No one saved his life. They only RISKED his life.
My biggest regret in life? Being at home for birth. There is not a day that goes by that I do not thank my lucky stars for him being here.
You may see those laughing mamas in labor at home - all those smiles at their home birth - but when things go wrong, it goes downhill REALLY quickly. You might be 'low risk' one second and 'high risk' the next second. And that oxygen tank? It won't get you very far. You are not just 'down the hall' from an operating room. You don't have a neonatologist in the next room. You honestly don't have anyone qualified for an emergency next to you.
I have nightmares about my birth. I think about it constantly. It consumes me. It has changed who I am as a person. I was told that my 'weak pelvic floor' caused everything to go south during my labor. Now I'm left with the added guilt of my own body causing his horrific birth. I saw the ugly side of birth. I was part of an ugly statistic that someone has to be. We shouldn't trust birth, we should respect it.
"Brow presentation is the least common of all fetal presentations and the incidence varies from 1 in 500 deliveries to 1 in 1400 deliveries."
"The incidence of shoulder dystocia is generally reported to be between 0.5 % and 1.5% with scattered reports listing values both higher and lower."
I am constantly having to remind myself that my body did NOT fail me. My body is okay. Birth is just about luck - making sure all the stars align perfectly.
I wanted a fairy tale - picture perfect birth. I invested thousands of dollars into it - along with hundreds and hundreds of dollars into a photographer - and I walked away feeling like a failure. When trying to reach out to other moms, I get told to stop fear mongering or using scare tactics. I get banned or shunned in a community that I used to believe in and fight for. I won't stop talking or warning others though. I don't want another person to make the same mistake I did.
Birth Stats: 9 lbs 14.5 oz and 22.5 inches long
I almost had that fairy tale birth ....
But I didn't ...
Here's the picture I was looking at, while at home, separated from my baby. This photo is referenced in the Pop Sugar blog above. I've had numerous people tell me that he looks like a stillborn baby here.
Instead we landed ourselves in the NICU... surrounded by amazing doctors and nurses and staff. These were the people that picked up the pieces of my birth. They cared about his well-being and health. They were the ones by his side 24 hours a day. They were the ones comforting ME and letting me CRY on their shoulders. They are the true heroes here.
I do not want to be the poster girl for home birth. Please don't make the same mistake I did.
I'm so glad he's here.
All professional labor and birth photographs are taken by In Bloom Photography. You can view her work here: http://www.inbloomimages.com/
Updated Picture of my son is taken by Kensie Lee Photography. You can view her work here: http://www.kensieleephotography.com/
EDITED TO ADD:
Wow. I am a little bit stunned and shocked that my story of my homebirth has taken off like this.
Please remember that I am a mom to five children and do not have a lot of 'free time' to comment back. I have been reading and hope to catch up eventually. My inbox is being flooded with messages from other mothers who have had traumatic homebirths and hospital births. I have said this over and over: Traumatic births can happen in any setting. It is reality. We can not just ignore or delete the traumatic home birth stories.
I feel like I should clarify something. Yes, I regret my homebirth. Yes, I do not want anyone to make the same mistake I did. But I am not anti-home birth, I am for SAFER homebirth.
And due to the overwhelming amount of messages I am getting, I have set up a Facebook page for support and awareness.
https://www.facebook.com/homebirthlossandtraumasupport
This page is dedicated to supporting those who have experienced a loss or traumatic homebirth. I am a mom of five, and I recently experienced a horrible shoulder dystocia during my son's homebirth that nearly killed us both. After my story went viral, there was an outpouring of support and tragic stories from moms just like me who were too afraid to speak out. If you or someone you care about has had a similar experience, or if you are as concerned about the risks of homebirth as we are, please join this page and help us raise awareness of what can really happen at homebirth.
Please feel free to 'like' the page and pass it along.
Credit : http://amartin030.blogspot.com/2015/01/my-true-feelings-regarding-my-home.html?m=1
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Scary kan?
Bila aku terfikir, betul jugak. Beranak ni high risk. Kita tak tau ape akan jadi. Akan ade komplikasi atau tak. Semua tu bergantung pada rejeki memasing ye dak.
Buatnye ade masalah. Then jadi camni tak ke haru. Kelam kabut weiiii. Mende kaitan ngan nyawa. Ingat mainan ke nak buat main. Ko da angkut kehulu kehilir 9 bulan kemain tunggu dia nak keluar pastu jadi camni kalau aku pun aku fobia.
Better la beranak kat spital. Takpe la spital gomen pun "takde katil duk hadap nak beranak tunggu la time kat atas kerusi cam tunggu turn no kat bank berderet menanggung sakit jalan terkengkang kengkang pun takde orang kisah sampai ko betul betul nak beranak baru naik atas katil panggil suami pastu teran pup! Settle" daripada ko beranak kat umah to have a wonderful moment la kononnye habis beribu riban hire photographer siap tapi high risk! Scary sangat!
Memang kita dah check semua nye okay tapi kalau Allah nak bagi la dugaan tu, jadi jugak. Mungkin dalam 10 homebirth, satu je problem camni. Tapi takkan ko nak jadi yg satu tu kan? Mende ni tak jangka okk. Takut!
Yes beranak spital pun highrisk jugak but still if ade apa apa komplikasi, ko ada kat HOSPITAL. Doctor pun ramai. Nurse pun ramai. Equipment complete! Sebab ko pun takkan tau apa jenis komplikasi yang ko akan dapat. Setiap labor lain lain k. Kita cuma hanya berdoa agar semuanya selamat. Tu je.
Tu tak bermakna aku cakap "ok ko beranak akan ade komplikasi okk so beware" eh takkk. Aku kata, baik fikirkan keselamatan anak dan diri sendiri. Fairy tale labor bagai tu untuk kepuasan je dan akibatnya ko tanggung seumur hidup cam orang ni. Gila kalau aku sampai bila bila aku akan rasa bersalah kat anak aku sebab sendiri kepuasan anak hampir mati kot. Seriously..
Nauzubillahhhhh T____T