Questa è Enida

I have written one thousand million posts in my blog mind. Not that I am trying to give excuses for not writing, but this is why I wasn’t anywhere near the computer. Edrick was born on November 30th, 20 days after Kitreena’s 3rd birthday.

This baby boy is the true meaning of a “well-planned” child lah, I must say. We wanted at least a 3-year gap between the two kids, we got it. We, of course, wanted a boy, we got him. I actually had an option to have Edrick on December 1st or 2nd. But I thought it would be nice to have both children’s birthdays in the same month. So, he was ‘pulled out’ by Dr Ravi Chandran at 8.23am November 30th. Could not have planned it any better!

Yes, C-Section it was, because Edrick was in a breech position – feet on the forehead and bum down. We gave him almost 4 weeks to smarten up and position himself for a normal birth. But nohhh, he made up his mind way earlier to give his mommy a different experience. I am not complaining, though. In fact, I am grateful it was a smooth operation. No exaggeration – it was almost pain free (if you would call that needle poke on the back as pain lah kan!)

One thing I must admit – you can call me a bad mother for all I care – that the painful part of giving birth is breastfeeding. More on that later. Kang jadi Oprah Show pulak. Or maybe I should re-word that. The most painful part of giving birth is trying to live up to the stories you heard that breastfeeding shouldn’t be painful. What’s with the cracked nipples, what’s with the latch-on technique you never master, what’s with sharing your semi-private part that has become a milk-making device. Trust me, I can go on and on and on. But hey, three weeks later, I am still pumping. Two three hundred ml’s a day is better than nothing.

Anyway, Edrick and I are doing excellently well. I’ve been up, out and about right from day 2. Day 1 I still had a catheter on, so go imagine urine bags hanging on the bedside. Ahak ahak Day 7, I was back at Gleneagles to get the stitches removed and Edrick checked by the Pediatrician. Day 8, I was at Maju Junction for the registration and semi-window-shopping for Be’s batik shirt. Hee hee. Day 11, drove Be to KLIA – he had to be in Perth for a 2-day meeting. Day 14, went 8-hour Xmas shopping with Cik Nan at Ikano, IKEA and The Curve.

Go figure!