wet morning on a friday. poor kids, they have to battle with the rain over their PSLE listening. it was a smooth one for me for a first. an external invigilator. no doubt it was sucha bore, especially the waiting part in the freezing holding room, what with cold weather to add on. whats more, my pathetic hp started to have an attitude with me. thank goodness for the colleagues and coincidentally, my former CT was there too and we finalised the date for our next long meetup after term 4. the only time we are totally free. my afternoon was spent over at a colleague's crib to visit her and her newborn little one last Aug. we first saw little tetty's pictures at FB. she was really HUGE. really. with her head circumference of 50cm and a hefty weight of 3.84kg. somewhere around there. i was shocked. they were shocked. but we were happy that they were both fine. my colleague cum partner in netball, hanna was indeed a strong woman. she went through a natural birth ok. i even asked her how she managed to push all the way through, little tetttyyy isss HUGE, need i mention again?
the funny thing was when we reached her place, we fight over carrying little tetty. had to take queue number lah. and being the youngest wasnt a good thing either. i was made to be the last to carry her. tsk! but i fought my way through and so i wasnt the last. heh. threatened them i wont capture their pictures! lol.
the last time i carried a baby was the time when little nephew, haniq haikel was born. and now i got the chance to do it again. i love it.......she smells good. she is beautiful. she is flawless. she is just adorable. she is like a sleeping beauty. she reacted to our noise for she recognised some of us when we always disturbed her with baby talks while she's still inside her mum's tummy. lol. but most of the time, she would be back to sleep. tsk!
im blessed to be surrounded with beautiful colleagues with gold hearts like them. these few are enough to get me by at school. =)
and my day did not end there. i rushed off for tuition. the thought of canceling it was really strong but the thought of $$$ was even stronger. so despite being sleepy and tired, i managed to drag myself. then i went off to run some errands since hari raya is in a day's time. tomorrow will be such a rush then.
i can feel the heat already! hari raya is in the air. hee.
what it feels to be given another chance in life, and Allah's the greatest of all
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8:21 PM
guilty as charged. for procrastination. but i believe this is much more important for me. on life.
i was having a long chat over lunch and desserts with tutees' mums (my neighbour's sisters) just now. 3 long hours after tuition. over their child's current welfare and education, their worries over their child's time management and priority towards studies and so on. out of nowhere, the topic of mothers and birth became the highlight of the chat and a lesson learnt for me. an eye opener.
they shared their experiences at birth, insisting how painful the birth process was for them, resulting in the phobia of giving birth again. speaking of which, i wondered how my mum, my grandmothers and the old generations were able to give birth as many as they want albeit the sufferings that they had to go through over and over again. i've grown from an innocent little girl to a naive (as described by the love) young lady now. and sooner or later, i'll be going into the phase of marriage life where the role of a wife and a mother come to life. like any other woman in general, being a mother is my next goal after marriage. to experience all the sufferings that my mum did while giving birth to me and the rest of the siblings. and the bottomline is, to have a child of my very own. insyaallah... it will be incomplete for a woman's life to not able to conceive. and true enough, that will be my biggest fear in life.
coincidentally, i caught this particular episode of House over at AXN when boredom strikes the other day. it was truly a touching scene which obviously got me into tears real bad. this rock 'n' roll photographer who was five months pregnant suddenly collapsed whilst at work on the shoot for All American Rejects. a sudden stroke, which followed by a kidney failure, jaundice, liver failure. almost everything where both of their lives were threatened if the baby was not terminated.
well-known for being practical and cynical, Dr. House advised the mother to just save herself. with that, he tried to convince her to terminate her pregnancy but lo and behold, in the name of a mother's love to her child, she unwaveringly refused to do so and gave Dr. House two days to "fix it". and all along he referred to it as a foetus instead of a baby.
Photo credit : Michael Clancy 12/9/99
as the day came for him to perform a surgery on her unborn baby in utero, there's a moment when everything came to a sudden pause - the baby's tiny weeny hand reached out of the womb, gripped his finger and squeezed it. as if trying to thank him for saving his life. like the one in the picture above - based on a true case of the foetal surgery of a baby named Samuel Arma in returning him to his mother's womb on Dec 9, 1999. *tears*
so, is this still some kind of a foetus, huh?
it's a life, ok. the wonder life in a womb. so there you go - syurga terletak di bawah tapak kaki ibu i can't help it but to watch it over and over and over and over again. each time, tears start to trickle down the cheeks.
