Today my princess turns ONE! My gosh, times really flies. Wasn't it only yesterday that she had her 1st cry? I still cannot believe that she is already one and that Kyle is turning 3 next January. Aiyoh, I am so old! Anyway, let's re-cap Kyra's birth story:
The year was 2006. It was during the fasting month in October and I was still a week short of my elective C-section date, which was 23rd Oct 06. On the 18th of Oct, I had to go KK for my last check-up before the operation. The day went well, I had breakfast at home and I had already informed my office that I would come to work in the afternoon after my check-up. Upon arrival at KK at about 10.30am, the nurses checked the heart-rate of my baby first before I could see the doctor. Dr Yeap, my gynae was on leave and thus another doctor took her place. I can't quite remember her name, but she told me that my baby's heart rate was very fast. Are you feeling excited, she asked me? I said no, nothing was making me excited at the time. Then she said that I was to do the heart rate procedure again and if the results is still the same, the baby will be taken out that very day itself!! I was stumped.
I was praying hard that the delivery would not be today. Because, firstly, I was so unprepared! No hospital bag, no ward papers. 2ndly, I have not fully hand-over to my colleagues. How can I just leave them like that? Again, the 2nd procedure showed that my baby's heart rate was dramatically increasing. The doctor announced that I was to deliver today and she would call Dr Yeap to come back from her leave to perform the operation. I wanted to cry as I called Mummy and hubby. He was marking PSLE exam papers and had to seek permission to leave the school. He still had to cheek to ask me whether I was for real. I told him to go home 1st and get my clothes, medicine and my hospital papers.
In the meantime, I was pushed to the delivery ward. It was about 1pm. Stripped my clothes and I wore the hospital gown. I was also put on drip and I was not allowed to eat or drink anything. Damn, I thought, no lunch and I was so hungry. The best thing they could give me was ice cubes. Hubby finally reached the hospital, yay! Felt so good to see the father of my baby. Dr Yeap also came by to check on me and I apologised to her as she had to come back to 'work'. She laughed it off and said what to do, your baby cannot wait to see the world! I told her that I want Hubby to be in the operating room with me.
So at about 2.30pm, they pushed me on the trolley bed to the operating room. Unlike Kyle, I had hubby with me this time round so I was not so nervous. The anesthesian came and gave me an epidural. He was a very nice man, and kept encouraging me throughout the birth process. The nurses came and secured my arms so that they won't be flailing about, and a green cloth was placed in front of me to prevent me from seeing what the doctors are doing to my belly. I was already numb from mid-waist down and thus I could not feel anything. Hubby held my hand throughout the whole process, I knew that he was scared, but this is a one in lifetime experience and I am happy that he wants to share the moment with me.
The doctor first makes a 10-12cm slit at the bikini line and proceeded to cut through the amniotic sac before reaching the baby. At about 3.15pm, I heard the Dr Yeap say, Ok dear, we are going to pull your baby out, you will just feel a bit of sensation but no pain. I then felt the doctors rocking my belly and pressing it down and after a few times, baby Kyra Amelia was born! She weighed 2.7kg. Alhamdullilah. Dr Yeap showed me my baby, covered with white and sticky mucus and the nurse quickly took her away and cleanse her. Hubby grabbed the opportunity to pray in her ears and took a few photos. After that the doctors stitched me up for another half an hour. During the stitching, the nurse brought Kyra to me so that I can smell and kiss her. Heavenly! I am so blessed. Isn't she perfect?
Dearest princess, Mama, Ayah and Abang wish you a very happy birthday. May you grow healthy, happy and smart and always be respectful to others. We love you very much.
Also, today is my maid's birthday. She has been a great help and we appreciate her so much, she has become a part of the family. Happy Birthday Mia!
