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I was more chill, and pushing actually healed me from all those contraction pains I was facing. With the experience I had from Mena’s time, I learnt to push in a better manner which helped me quite well.  9.19am Baby safely out, Alhamdulillah. My stiches was not as bad, just a little bit of teared part. No cutting session Alhamdulillah which had also helped in my faster recovery as well.  Back to the labour story, as the doctor finished settling stiches and all that, I was informed I could move to the labour. And they serve me a milk with nasi goreng for lunch. #OnlyinMalaysia (I mean.. obviously I could not eat that rice, my hands were shaking to the point that I could not even hold the spoons properly. Tired. Powerless. I was like an octopus to be more specific.) So with my little energy, I teared the milk powder paper given and pour it to the hot water, shake it with small spoon and drink 1/3 of cup, all that process felt as if I just accomplished a boxing competition or

9.10am (which is 10 minutes after the last visit) The doctor came again, and informed that she will be just right outside the door and that I will need to tell her if I felt like pushing. I could not already respond, the pain comes very fast after a short gap, and it was just too intense to just handle myself. 9.15am My hands started to shake, could not bother surrounding and all I made sure was to focus with myself, keeping all the energy and all. After the doctor left, Hachi told me the gap is getting 1 min. Neither could I reply to Hachi, but I was clearly hearing it, and thought the progress is much faster than expected. Just when I thought of it.. suddenly something felt like coming out. I in fact thought it was already out or coming out, have no ideas how could I explain, but it was a little different from Mena’s time, it is not the feeling like pushing, even before I could feel like wanting to push, something felt like coming out already.  So I screamed! “Omg ho

It was on Monday. "We shall go to AU2 today, I wanna walk around again, plus might be our last outing before baby comes tomorrow". I have been telling Mena and Hachi that baby will come tomorrow. Baby due is already in a week, but no signs were yet to be seen. “You have been saying that honey.” Hachi said. “Nah, this time I am serious”. I replied. #Soconfident In which, we ended up accompanying Mena play at kids play room on that day, so technically I did now walk much, and because of that or not, baby continued to stay in the tummy. Fastforward, things were starting to change on Tuesday night. “Honey, No sign again” I said but nothing with disappointment, kind of knew this time baby loves my womb so much.  So I breastfed Mena at night, and was expecting the false alarm to come again. It was a usual pattern already where Mena would be breastfed and contraction would come every10mins for 2 hours and disappeared just like that.  But that