關於 mothers day picture ，我們在網路上蒐集到這些相關的討論、資訊與評價

Happy Mother’s Day to all wonderful mothers! 💐

And to my Mami, the strongest and smartest woman I know! You have sacrificed and given yourself to my sis and I and continue to our families. You nurture, educate and love us unconditionally. For any major decisions in life, whether it’s kids, food, health, career or investments I always need her final approval 🤫
I love you Mami and you are my hero. ❤️

Happy Mother’s Day to my beautiful sis, mother of 3. But she’s been a motherly figure for J and J since she was 18! Love you so much, my best friend 💕

Picture 1: childhood in Peru 🇵🇪

Picture 2: all grown up and three mothers🥰

Picture 3: my beautiful Aunts who are always there for me like 2nd mothers. 🌸

Picture 4: my Abu, stunning, strong and most lovable. Passing on our culture traditions to next generation. 🌹

Picture 5: my mother in law, another strong, loving and remarkable woman 🌼

#happymothersday

10 Checklist Confinement Dah Setel, Mommies Boleh Pantang Dengan Tenang

(Ikut keperluan masing-masing ye☺, mummy share je persiapan mummy)

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Continue Reading10 Checklist Confinement is Set, Mommies Can Never Be Peaceful

(According to each other's needs ☺, mummy will just share the preparation of mummy)

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1. Set of confinement
This is the highest chart. Tired of giving birth, we need to pamper ourselves too. Like a reward for myself. This is the first thing that mummy will survey and buy.

Used to use a set of confinement Tanamera, this time mummy wants to try Nona Roguy's confinement set. The Tanamera set was 5 stars, because it's like modern mix and traditional care.

But even mummy wants to use Nona Roguy's set, these 4 Tanamera items are compulsory to include once because it is really

a) Brown Soap Tanamera - The soap smells like herbs, which is great because it's like scrub. So it's so nice to remove dirt or rough places like elbows etc. It's really great to use it first. So it's compulsory to have. Price RM16 / bar.

b) Herbal Massage Oil - Use a normal day to massage your feet if you're tired, it smells really good. (Price RM 40 +/ bottle if not wrong because I bought it during pregnancy early)

c) VCO Tanamera - This is applied to the stomach to prevent stretch mark. Apply from the beginning of the content, insyaAllah there will be no signs, the stomach is just (Price RM 40 +/ bottle if not wrong because I bought it during pregnancy early)

D) Bengkung - Get free time to buy Tanamera set first, most importantly the bengkung is cotton fabric suitable and comfortable for mummy who has cser. So this bengkung is still good, so continue using it.

Oh by the way, mummy bought the Nona Roguy set that's preloved only. It's a coincidence that he's done with confinement in the month of 4 and there's a lot of things in the set that he's useless, even using one or two items so mummy decided why not One set of Nona Roguy price is RM 280 + you know, but mummy gets it with RM78 complete set except for Herbanika Oil. As far as the external use, it won't be a problem because it's expiry date year 2021. Mummy added on to buy Nona Roguy Herbanika Oil in RM 40 +/ bottle.
* Use of herbs / herbs on your own body's fitness. Mummy usually avoids it.

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2. Breast pump & Silicone Milk Collector
Compulsory items for breastfeeding mothers. According to experience, usually use milk collector early because of tandem feeding with baby. Even if you want to pump it early, you don't need to stress yourself because milk production is according to your baby's age. If it's a little milk yield, we'll start stressing out alone, our milk production will fall. Mummy will start saving stock for a month before going to work like that. InsyaAllah can. When Aileen used milk collector Brand Haakaa, now I want to try Autumnz Brand. The price is only RM25.
Thank God, for breast pump mummy using Brand Cimilre is quite durable, most importantly handsfree, the price is worth it and the sound is not noisy. Just chill and relax if you attend the meeting hikhik.

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3. Mother stove & baby tuam
When Aileen used to buy baby tuam without his set, so when the tuam was a bit fussy because he had to use iron to heat up the tuam. First baby has no experience. So this time mummy bought a set straight away, it's not expensive in RM18 to get a small furnace, candle & place to heat up the aromatherapy style. So easy to heat up the baby's furnace directly.
For the mother's furnace, there are already generations at mom's house using river stone from the days of ancestors who used the same river stone.

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4. Set of planting baby type
This is only an optional item, but it's compulsory for mummy since Aileen's time to make it easier for my husband to manage
Any brand is possible but mummy bought a set that has a pot of land because the type has to be planted is good not to give animals to dig it, so put it in the pot of mummy's land feels more secure like that (feeling)

Basically, this planting set includes a way of managing types and prayers that are needed to be read during planting types, asam jawa & sour pieces, salt, white cloth, latex gloves and apron. Complete right?
So it's easier for our husband to settle the part of the planting business, everything is complete and available. Mommies want to prepare for themselves but mummy is really lazy to prepare one by one. This set price is RM 38 including postage.

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5. Bepanthen Cream
It's important to use nipple crack when breastfeeding, among creams that quickly fix nipple crack. Plus point, Bepanthen can be used for nappy rash kids too.

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6. Nursing Cover, Nursing Pad & Nursing Bra
Mummy used nursing cover by Marredz since her first child. It's comfortable to breastfeed a baby, then Marredz did it together with the clutch. After using folding & keep it in the clutch bag. It's just neat. But now there are all kinds of nursing cover selling at the shop, so mommies can choose those who are interested in your heart. (Have to standby to enter the hospital bag because sometimes many people come to visit when we breastfeed our children)

Nursing pad is compulsory because the bra will always be 'wet' because the milk comes out. So need to standby hikhik 😂

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7. Supplement – Osteomatrix Shaklee, Prenavit
Mummy doesn't sell it, but mummy uses this only because the body feels suitable with this osteomatrix. Lelagi chapter of digestion. It's tiring if it's cser but constipation. Want to cry to push in the toilet huhu. So when eating osteomatrix is easier. Because mummy's kind of lack of fruits. So looking for another alternative.

Mummy will avoid eating herbs early because she gives the baby to finish yellow first then drink a little bit.
Previt supplement for pregnant & BF mother. Only this can be swallowed. Obimin, Iberet all the others sorry throat can't swallow huhu.

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8. Thick socks (not in the picture) - must wear, otherwise the pokpek will not wear socks hehe

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9. Maternity Pad
Mummy didn't buy the one who tied the rope, mummy used adult pampers for the early time when blood was so hard to move after c-ser (the type of pampers brought it in the bag to the After that change to use overnight pad / wing pad / normal pad. More comfortable and easier.

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10. Massage / Confinement Lady (CL)
For those who are in confinement, now there are many services provided to help mommies manage themselves and children.

Mummy is done early - early hire CL for mother massage and baby affairs in Terengganu later. Not long in two hours a day, mummy's package is taken for 21 days. Abstinence food, all are used to cook it hehe. Only part of my body, massage, wear a bengkung, use param & pilis and bath, mummy surrendered to CL because she doesn't want to bother mom. For the baby's service, please bathe, tuam and massage the baby together. Enough that is enough.
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Hopefully sharing mummy helps love to prepare abstinence items 😍

#mummydoktor

Credit: Dr Ain Zul.Translated

My sister, Michelle-Ann Iking's 3% chance of conceiving naturally was a success! Here's her story:

(My apologies as I've been overwhelmed with personal matters. I've only managed to get to my desk. So finally got around posting this).

This is the story behind my sister's pregnancy struggle and how she shared her journey over her Facebook page.

Because some may have not caught her LIVE session chat with me (https://www.facebook.com/daphneiking/videos/687743128744960/) , or read her lengthy post (as it's a private page);
she's allowed me to copy and paste it over my wall, in case you need to know more about her thought process on how AND why she focused on the 3% success probability. Read on.

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Posted 10th May 2020.
FB Credit: Michelle-Ann Iking

A week ago today I celebrated becoming a mother to our second, long awaited child.

Please forgive this mother's LONG (self-indulgent) post, journalling what this significant milestone has meant for her personally, for her own fallible memory's sake as well as maybe to share one day with her son.

If all you were wondering was whether I had delivered and if mum and bub are OK, please be assured the whole KkLM family are thriving tremendously, and continue scrolling right along your Newsfeed 😁.

OUR 3% MIRACLE

All babies are miracles... and none more so than our precious Kiaen Aaryan (pronounced KEY-n AR-yen), whose name derives from Sanskrit origins meaning:

Grace of God
Spiritual
Kind
Benevolent

...words espousing the gratitude Kishore and I feel for Kiaen's arrival as our "3% miracle".

He was conceived, naturally, after 3 years of Kishore and I hoping, praying and 'endeavoring'... and only couples for whom the objective switches from pure recreation to (elusive) procreation will understand how this is less fun than it sounds ...

3 years during which time we had consensus from 3 different doctors that we, particularly I (with my advancing age etc etc) had only a 3% chance of natural conception and that our best hope for a sibling for our firstborn, Lara Anoushka, was via IVF.

Lara herself was an 'intervention baby', being one of the 20% of babies successfully conceived through the less intrusive IUI process, after a year and a half of trying naturally and already being told then my age was a debilitating factor.

We had tried another round of IUI for her sibling in 2017 when Lara was a year old. And that time we fell into the ranks of the 80% of would-be parents for whom it would be an exercise in futility... who would go home, comfort each other as best they could, while individually masking their own personal disappointment... hoping for the best, 'the next time around'...

So the improbability ratio of 97% against natural conception of our second baby, as concurred by the combined opinion of 3 medical professionals, was a very real, very daunting figure for us to have to mentally deal with.

Deep, DEEP, down in my heart however, though I had many a day of doubt... I kept a core kernel of faith that somehow, I would again experience the privilege of pregnancy, and again, have a chance at childbirth.

And so, the optimist in me would tell myself, "Well, there have to be people who fall in the 3% bucket... why shouldn't WE be part of the 3%?"

Those who know me well, understand my belief in the Law of Attraction, the philosophy of focusing your mind only on what you want to attract, not on what you don't want, and so even as Kishore and I prepared to go into significant personal debt to attempt IVF in the 2nd half of 2019, I marshalled a last ditch effort to hone in on that 3% chance of natural conception... through research coming across fertility supplements that I ordered from the US and sent to a friend in Singapore to redirect to me because the supplier would not deliver to Malaysia.

I made us as a couple take the supplements in the 3 month 'priming period' in the lead up to the IVF procedure - preconditioning our bodies for optimum results, if you will.

At the same time, I had invested in a sophisticated fertility monitor, with probes and digital sensors for daily tracking of saliva and other unmentionable fluid samples, designed to pinpoint with chemical accuracy my state of fertility on any given day.

(UPDATE: For those interested - I obtained the supplements and Ovacue Fertility Monitor from https://www.fairhavenhealth.com/. Though I had my supplies delivered to a friend in Singapore, and redirected to me here since the US site does not deliver to Malaysia, there are local distributors for these products, you will just have to research the trustworthiness of the vendors yourself...)

I had set an intention - in the 3 months of pre-IVF priming, I would consume what seemed like a pharmacy's worth of supplements, and track fertility religiously... in hopes that somehow, within the 3 month priming period, we would conceive naturally and potentially save ourselves a down payment on a new property... and this was just a projection on financial costs of IVF, not even considering the physical, emotional and mental toll it involves, with no guarantee of a baby at the end of it all...

It was a continuation of an intention embedded even with my first pregnancy, where all the big ticket baby items were consciously purchased for use by a future sibling, in gender neutral colours, in hopes that sibling would be a brother "for a balanced pair", though of course any healthy child would be a welcome blessing.

It was a very conscious determination to always skew my thoughts in service of what the end objective was. For example, when 3+year old Lara would innocently express impatience at not yet having a sibling, at one point suggesting that since we were "taking too long to give her a baby brother/sister", perhaps we should just "go buy a baby from a shop", instead of getting defensive or berating the baby that she herself was, we enlisted Lara's help to pray for her sibling... so in any place of worship, or sacred ground of any kind that we passed thereon, Lara would stop, close her eyes, bow her small head and place her tiny hands together in prayer, reciting earnestly, "Please God, please give me a baby brother or baby sister."

After months and months of watching Lara do this, in the constancy of her childlike chant, Kishore started feeling the pressure of possibly disappointing Lara if her prayer was not answered. Whereas for me, Lara's recitation of her simple wish became like a strengthening mantra, our collective intention imbued with greater power with each repetition, and the goal of a sibling kept very much in the forefront of our minds (hence our calling Lara our 'project manager' in this endeavour).

And somehow in the 2nd month of that 3 month period, a positive + sign appeared on one of the home pregnancy tests I had grown accustomed to taking - my version of the lottery tickets others keep buying in hopes of hitting the jackpot, with all the cyclical anticipation and more often than not, disappointment, that entails...

This time however I was not disappointed.

With God's Grace, (hence 'Kiaen', a variation of 'Kiaan' which means 'Grace of God'), my focus on our joining the ranks of the 3% had materialised.

It seems poetic then, that Kiaen chose to make his appearance on the 3rd May, ironically the same date that his paternal great-grandfather departed this world for the next... such that in the combined words of Kishore and his father Kai Vello Suppiah,

"The 1st generation Suppiah left on 3rd May and the 4th generation Suppiah arrived on 3rd May after 41yrs...
One leaves, another comes, the legacy lives on..."

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KIAEN AARYAN SUPPIAH'S BIRTH STORY

On Sunday 3rd May, I was 40 weeks and 5 days pregnant.

The baby was, in my mind, very UN-fashionably late past his due date of 29th April, so as much as I had willed and 'manifested' the privilege of pregnancy, to say I was keen to be done with it all was an understatement.

In the weeks leading to up to my full term, I had experienced increasingly intense Braxton-Hicks 'practice contractions' - annoying for me for the discomfort involved, stressful for Kishore who was on tenterhooks with the false alarms, on constant alert for when we would actually need to leave home for the hospital.

Having become a Hypnobirthing student and advocate from my first pregnancy with Lara, and thus being equipped with
(1) a lack of fear about childbirth in general and
(2) a basic understanding of how all the sensations I would experience fit into the big picture of my body bringing our baby closer to us,
I was less stressed - content to wait for the baby to be "fully cooked" and come out whenever he was ready... though I wouldn't have minded at all if the cooking time ended sooner, rather than later.

With Lara, I had been somewhat 'forced' into an induced labour, even though she was not yet due, and that had resulted in a 5 DAY LABOUR, a Birth Story for another post, so I was not inclined to chemically induce labour, even though I was assured that for second time mothers, it would be 'much faster and easier'...

That morning, I had a hunch *maybe* that day was the day, because in contrast to previous weeks' sensations of tightening, pressure and even spasms that were concentrated in the front of my abdomen and occasionally shot through my sides and legs, I felt period - like cramping in my lower back which I had not felt before throughout the pregnancy.

It was about 8am in the morning then, and my 'surges' were still relatively mild ('surges' being Hypnobirthing - speak for 'contractions', designed to frame them with the more positive connotations needed to counteract common language in which childbirth is presented as something that is unequivocally painful and traumatic, instead of the miraculous, powerful and natural phenomenon it actually is).

I recall (masochistically?) entertaining the thought of opting NOT to have an epidural JUST TO SEE WHAT IT WOULD BE LIKE...

I figured this would be the last time I would be pregnant and so it would be my 'last chance' to experience 'drug free labour' which, apart from the health benefits for baby and mother, might be *interesting* in a way that people who are curious about what getting a tattoo and skydiving and bungee jumping are like, might find these *interesting*...even knowing there will be pain and risk involved...

Since I have tried tattoos and skydiving (unfortunately not being able to squeeze in bungee-jumping while my life was purely my own to risk at no dependents' possible detriment) a similar curiousity about a no-epidural labour was on my mind...

In the absence of other signs of the onset of labour (like 'bloody show' or my waters breaking), I wanted to wait until the surges were coming every few minutes before we actually left the house for the hospital, not wanting to be one of those couples who rushed in too early and had interminable waits for the next stage in unfamiliar, clinical surroundings and/or were made to go home in an anti-climatic manner.

I was even calm enough through my surges to have the presence of mind to wash and blowdry my hair, knowing if I did deliver soon I would not be allowed this luxury for a while.

Around 9am I asked Kishore to prep for Lara and himself to be dressed and breakfasted so we could head to hospital soon, while I sent messages to family members on both sides informing them 'today might be the day.'

My mother, who had briefly served as a midwife before going back into general nursing and then becoming a nursing tutor, prophetically stated that if what I was experiencing was true labour, "the baby would be out by noon".

The pace in which my surges grew closer together was surprisingly quicker than I expected; and while I asked Lara to "Hurry up with breakfast" with only a tad more urgency than we normally tell her to do, little Missy being prone to dilly-dallying at meals, I probably freaked Kishore out when about 930am onwards, I had to instinctively get on my hands and knees a couple of times, eyes closed, trying to practice the Hypnobirthing breathing techniques I had revised to help along the process of my body birthing our child into the world.

I recall him saying a bit frantically as I knelt at our front door, doubled over as he waited for Lara to complete something or other, "Lara hurry up! Can't you see Mama is in so much pain and you are taking your own sweet time??!!"

SIDETRACK: Just the night before, Lara and I had watched a TV show in which a woman gave birth with the usual histrionics accompanying pop culture depictions of labour.

Lara watched the scene, transfixed.

I told her, simply and matter-of-factly, "That's what Mama has to do to get baby brother out Lara, and that's what I had to do for you also."

In most of interactions with my daughter, I have sought to equip her to face life's situations with calmness, truthful common sense, and ideally a minimum of drama.

Those who know the dramatic diva that Lara can be will know that this is a work-in-progress, but her response to me that night showed me some of my 'teachings' were sinking in:

She looked at me unfazed, "But Mama," she said. "You won't cry and scream like that lady, right? You will be BRAVE and stay calm, right?"
#nopressure.

So as we prepped to leave for the hospital I did indeed attempt to be that role model of calm for her, asking her only for her help in keeping very quiet,
"Because Mama needs to focus on bringing baby brother out and she needs quiet to concentrate...".

As we left the house at 10.11am, I texted Kishore's sister Geetha to please prep to pick up Lara from the hospital, and was grateful Kishore had the foresight to ask our gynae to prepare a letter for Geetha to show any police roadblocks between my in-laws' home in Subang Jaya and the hospital in Bangsar, this all happening under the Movement Control Order (MCO).

To Lara's credit, in the journey over to the hospital, she - probably sensing the gravity of the situation, sat very quietly in her seat at the back, and the silence was punctuated only by my occasional deep intakes of breath and some variation of my Ohmmm-like moans when the sensations were at their height.

By the time we got to Pantai Hospital at around 10.30am, my surges were strong enough I requested a wheelchair to assist me in getting to the labour ward, as I did not trust my own legs to support me... and Kishore would have to wait until Geetha had arrived to take Lara back to my in-laws' house before he himself could go up.

I slumped in the wheelchair and was wheeled up to the labour room with my eyes closed the whole time, trying to handle my surges.

I didn't even look up to see the attendant who pushed me... but did make the effort to thank him sincerely when he handed me over, with what seemed like a palpable sense of relief on his part, to the labour ward nurses.

The nurse attending me at Pantai was calm, steady and efficient. I answered some questions and changed into my labour gown while waiting for Kishore to come up, all the while managing the increasingly intense surges with my rusty Hypnobirthing breathing techniques.

By the time Kishore joined me at around 11am (I know these timings based on the timestamps of the 'WhatsApp live feed' of messages Kishore sent to his family), I was asking the nurse on duty, "How soon can I get an epidural??" thinking what crazy woman thought she could do this without drugs???!!!

The nurse checked my cervix dilation, I saw her bloodied glove indicating my mucous plug had dislodged, and she told me, "Well you are already at 7cm (which, for the uninitiated, is 70% of the way to the 10cm dilation needed for birthing), you are really doing well, if you made it this far without any drugs, if can you try and manage without it... I suspect within 2 hours or less you will deliver your baby and since it will take about that time for the anaesthesiologist to be called, epidural to be administered and kick in... it might all be for nothing... but of course the decision is completely up to you... "

So there I was, super torn, should I risk the sensations becoming worse... or risk the epidural becoming a waste?? And of course I was trying to decide this as my labour surges were coming at me stronger and stronger...

I was in such a dilemma...because as a 'recovering approval junkie' there was also a silly element of approval-seeking involved, ("The nurse thinks I can do this without drugs... maybe I CAN do this without drugs... Yay me!") mixed with that element of curiosity I mentioned earlier ("What if I actually CAN do this without drugs... plenty of other women have done it all over the world since time immemorial.. no big deal, how bad can it be...??") so then I thought I would use the financial aspect to be the 'tiebreaker' in my decision making...

I asked the nurse how much an epidural would cost and when she replied "Around MYR1.5k", I still remember Kishore's incredulous face as I asked the question, i.e."Seriously babe, you are gonna think about money right now? If you need the epidural TAKE IT, don't worry about the money!!!"... and while we are not rich by any stretch of the imagination, thankfully RM1.5k is not a quantum that made me swing towards a decision to "better save the money"...

So in the end, I guess my curiosity won out, and I turned down the epidural "just to see what it would be like and if I had it in me" (in addition of course to avoiding the side effects of any drugs introduced into my and the baby's body).

My labour occuring in the time of coronavirus, it was protocol for me to have a COVID19 test done, so the medical staff could apply the necessary precautions. I had heard from a friend Sharon Ruba that the test procedure was uncomfortable, so when the nurse came with the test kit as I was starting another surge, I asked, "Please can I just finish this surge before I do the test?" as I really didn't think I could multitask tackling multiple uncomfortable sensations in one go.

The COVID19 test involved what felt like a looong, skinny cotton bud being inserted into one nostril... I definitely felt more than a tickle as it went in and up, being told to take deep breaths by the nurse. Then she asked me to "Try to swallow" and I felt it go into my nasal cavities where I didn't think anything could go any further, but was proven wrong when she asked me to swallow again and the swab was probed even deeper. Then she warned me there would be some slight discomfort as she prepared to collect a sample... but at that point all I could think about was:

(i) I really don't have much of a choice
(ii) please let this be over before my next surge kicks in
(iii) if all the people breaking the MCO rules knew what it feels like to do this test maybe they won't put themselves at risk of the need to perform one...

In full disclosure as I was transferred into the actual delivery room at some point after 11am, another nurse offered me 'laughing gas' to ostensibly take some of the edge off... I took the self-operated breathing nozzle passed to me but don't recall it making any difference to my sensations..so didn't use it much as it seemed pretty pointless.

I recall some measure of relief when I heard my gynae Dr. Paul entering the room, greeting Kishore and me, and telling us it was going well and it wouldn't be long now and he would see us again shortly.

From my previous labour with Lara I knew the midwives pretty much take you 90% of the way through the labour and when the Dr is called in you are really at the home stretch, so was very relieved to hear his voice though knowing he would leave and come back later meant it wasn't quite over yet.

I do remember realising when I had crossed the Thinning and Opening Phase of labour to the Birthing Phase, by the change in sensations... it is still amazing to me that as the Hypnobirthing book mentioned, having this knowledge I was instinctively able to switch breathing techniques for the next stage of labour .

Was my opting against epidural the right choice for me?

Overall? Yes.

Don't get me wrong.

I *almost* regretted the decision several times during active labour... especially when I felt my body being taken over by an overwhelming compulsion to push that did not seem conscious and was accompanied by involuntary gutteral moans where I literally just thought to myself, "I surrender, God do with me what you will..." (super dramatic I know but VERY real at the time...).

I think I experienced 3-4 such natural explusive reflexes (?), rhythmically pushing the baby down the birth path, one of which was accompanied by what felt like a swoosh of water coming out of a hose with a diameter the size of a golf ball... this was when I realised my water had finally broken...

The nurses kept instructing me to do different things, to keep breathing, to move to my side, then to move to the middle, to raise my feet... and when I didn't comply, Kishore (who was with me throughout both my labours) tried to help them by repeating the instructions prefaced with "Sayang..." but I basically ignored all the intructions because I felt I had no capacity to direct any part of my body to do anything and someone else would have to physically manoeuvre that body part themselves.

When I heard Dr. Paul's voice again and the flurry of commotion surrounding his presence, I knew the time was close... and when I heard the nurse say to Kishore, "Sir, these are your gloves, for when you cut the baby's cord", it was music to my ears...

I'm very, VERY grateful Kiaen slid out after maybe the 4th of those involuntary pushes... the wave of RELIEF when he came out so quickly... it still boggles my mind that my mother was essentially right and as his birth time was 12.02pm, it was *only* about 1.5 hours between our arrival at the hospital and his arrival into the world.

Kiaen was placed on my chest for skin to skin bonding and remained there for a considerable time.

For our short stay in the hospital he would be with us in my maternity ward number C327... another trivially serendipitous sign for me because he was born on the 3rd (May) and our wedding anniversary is 27th (July).

I was discharged the following day 4th May at about 5.30pm, after I got an all clear on COVID19 and a paediatric surgeon did a small procedure on Kiaen to address a tongue-tie that would affect his breastfeeding latch... making the entire duration of our stay about 31 hours.

I have taken the time and effort to record all this down so that whenever life's challenges threaten to get me down I can remind myself, "Ignore the 97% failure probability, focus on the 3% success probability".

Also that the human condition is miraculous and it is such a privilege to experience it.

To our son Kiaen Aaryan, thank you for coming into our lives and choosing us as your parents.

Even though Papa and I are both zombies trying to settle into a night time feeding routine with you, I look forward to spending not only all future Mother's Days, but every day, with you and your Akka...

And last but not least, to my husband Kishore...without whom none of this would be possible - we did it sayang, I love you ❤️

Photo credit: Stayhome session with Samantha Yong Photography (http://samanthayong.com/)

First and foremost:

WE ARE SO SORRY FOR THE TECHNICAL GLITCHES in Audio and Video, especially first part of the show. We are still trying out this system and it has only been DAY TWO using this new LIVE setup.

Sorry ye kawan? (In Doraemon voice) =)

Today marks Phase 2 or in TV lingo ... Season 2 of the RMO/MCO/PKP ... How is everyone doing so far?

In this episode, I highlight some trending news:

1. Malaysia's Women and Family Development Ministry shared two campaign posters over its social media platforms suggesting a) working mothers don their office attire complete with heels, makeup and accessories while working from their home and b) To avoid conflict with their spouse, the ministry advised women to not nag and instead imitate the voice of Japanese cartoon character Doraemon, followed by a flirty giggle to convey the message to their spouse on the correct way to hang clothes.

2. Housing and Local Government Minister face critcism over a publicity stunt she pulled earlier this week and

3. A half naked picture of a young, unmarried politician sleeping on the same bed with a young lass beside him has made its rounds. I find out about this viralised story via a FB update from a friend who is an Diorama artist and photographer who explains in detail, why he knows the picture is a BAD photoshop job aka FAKE.

YES. All three trending topics highlighted today, relates to our Malaysian Politicians. HAHAHA.

My guests on this episode are:

1. Sivapragasam Arumugam, Managing Director & Performance Coach (The LOA Centre)

He speaks about how to remain positive and kind during these stressful times under RMO and to find ways to RESET by using the WIFLE method. For more info and to learn how to use WIFLE, do go to their website at www.theloacentre.com. They are also on IG:@theloacentreofficial)

2. Dr Siddique , Aesthetic Doctor at LYFE Clinic and co-owner of CockOnCoal Restaurant or COC.

He speaks about the redundancy of Puan Minister's publicity stunt in donning a PPE outfit while disinfecting a tar road. He adds that VIPs should NOT be having PCs like this especially during the MCO as it encourages a gathering of people.
Dr Sid also shares the trials that his F&B business partner and him are facing, during this dreaded Covid19 outbreak.

(Please support Cock On Coal when they reopen. It is located at MYTown Shopping Centre. Follow their IG: @cockoncoal and @lyfeclinic)

And finally...

3. Eddie Putera is a retired photographer and now dabbles in diorama art. He shares why the picture of Tuan SS is FAKE and explains why s*x scandals still is a deadly weapon in hitting someone's reputation.

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Hello Youtube Family,

Today’s Vlog:
Asian Parent Syndrome,
After Youtube Plans,
My First Mothers Day,
Secret to supple skin,
Picture speaks a thousand words (apparently)

I've arrived safely to Singapore. It's been so wonderful so far. Everybody I have met has been more than friendly and everywhere is SPOTLESS. Of course, I am missing Tim, Chubbi, Domo and Isaac so so much but I'll be seeing them in just a couple days. I hope you are enjoying your week so far! On another note- the Teespring payment came in yesterday (YEY). I've asked Tim to sort out the donations so I'll keep you guys updated.

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