It was Sunday, 19 May 2002.
I dreamt I had gave birth. Woke up and found I had a blood stain. I did my last check up on the previous Friday and the doctor said I already have a contraction but my pain threshold is high so I did not feel it. I still feel ok. No pain, nothing so I took my time to shower and by 11, we went to SJMC. When we arrived, sempat lagi pergi makan di Restoren Bawang Merah depan SJMC tu. By 12.30, we checked into the labour ward.
I must say it was a nice, comfortable labour room. They gave me porridge for lunch and my doctor came to check on me. She said its not the time yet, probably around 9pm. So we just relax, watching final Thomas Cup, Malaysia vs Indonesia. I even told En ID we should go to Subang Parade after the match end just to kill time.
By 3pm, I can feel the contraction. The nurse came and put the monitor around my tummy. She said if the indicator show certain number, I cannot remember but I think it was 85 or something, then its time. At that time, its only around 45.
By 3.30pm, the pain getting more and more intense but the monitor was showing the range between 40 to 60 only. I told En ID that the pain is intense but he looked at the monitor and said, its only 50. Not yet 80. Perasaan you jer kot....
Tunggu juga lagi. By around 4pm, dah rasa macam tak tahan sakitnya. I remember I brought Bridget Jones Diary to read and I bit the book when the pain came. I asked En ID to call the nurse and asked for a pain killer or something. Since the doctor said it won't happen until around 9pm, masak kalau sakit macam ni sampai malam.
The nurse came and checked. Guess what? I move too much and the monitor was actually misplaced already. So its actually more that 80 and its time. They quickly called the doctor. Tak boleh kasi pain killer dah. I looked at En ID with a "I told you I was in pain" look.
Malaysia lost Thomas Cup to Indonesia that day but at 4.17pm, I received my trophy. My bundle of joy. My little Ms M
She's my happy baby. My fluff ball. My sunshine. Thank you Allah for another blessing.
My Ms M is 12 today. She is a little lady but we still call her Fluff.
To Fluff, my darling, my sweetheart. HAPPY 12th BIRTHDAY. Semoga menjadi anak yang solehah. Anak yang tetap iman nya. Anak yang bertaqwa. Papa, Mummy and kakak love you so much.
Ya Allah....
Kau lindungilah kesayangan kami ini di dunia dan diakhirat
Kau permudahkanlah urusan nya
Kau jadikan lah dia anak yang baik, anak yang solehah, hamba mu yang bertaqwa
Kau tetapkan imannya.
Ms M at 3. Always a happy baby.
