I was brought to KK Hospital at midnight...labour pains was climbing to its peak gradually... I could still hold a straight face while sitting beside my hubby during registration to check in.
My water bag had not broke yet but the pain was intensifying... I told myself... this is it..she is coming to see me today... Both my hubby & myself did not want to bother my mom or MIL..we decided to just leave the 2 kids at home..told them that baby sister was about to come and they should sleep as they have to see baby sister in the morning...Tawakal pada Allah..we leave it to Allah to care for the kids while we went to KK.
After registration and all the health checks...I told hubby to leave... I know I will be with Allah in giving labour to this baby girl... he left to care for the other 2 kids at home...
The pain intensified but the water bag still did not break. I endured the pain while dilation was in process...Subhanallah.....it was a different kind of labour compared to my earlier 2. At around 4am, I could feel she was ready to come out...her head was pushing through...the water bag still did not break...I asked the midwife to just call the doctor and maybe snip the sack that has been home to my baby girl...but NO...says the midwife..she says at this stage..it will be dangerous as the umbilical chord might twist around my baby's neck and choke her. I need to wait....Masyallah....Allahuakbar...this waiting game was unbearable...
At nearly 8am....I begged the midwife to call the doctor. She came with an entourage of student doctors making their morning rounds.... I begged her to deliver my baby now as I can feel her just at my pelvic...as soon as she snips the water bag..... my baby girl shoots out....I could see the doctor's clothes were all smeared with blood. I did not push at all. She had to hold on to my baby's head, telling me no to push all out just yet.... what can I say...my girl have a mind of her own...SHE IS COMING OUT NOW! Her cries was very loud as if she was saying..hey doctor you are too slow....Wakakakakaka..
That was 7 years ago..... she is my sweetheart, always so endearing and caring to my feelings...whenever she saw that I am tired after doing my exercises..she will come to me with that cute little smile of hers and says...'Bonda penat? Let me wipe your sweat'... as she took a small towel and wipe my forehead.
She has develop a fetish for high heel shoes...and she will drag me into any shoe store..just to google over those shoes. "Wah...Bonda..this one is lovely..look at it...That one too.." That is my Siti Aishah.
I love you Aishah...no amount of presents or gifts will surmount to what I feel towards you. May Allah bless you with health, continued faith, akhlak yang sempurna, a bright future and most importantly your love & respect for your elders....
Happy 7th Birthday......
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