13th and 14th of August were the longest days of my life....

My gynae had asked me to come to KKH for an induce labour. My mom, my uncle and Zul had accompany me to KK at 5 am in the morning.

I felt more anxiety than scared... After settling in one of the labour room, the nurse start strapping my stomach with 2 strap.. (one to monitor my baby heart beat another to se my contraction level) then, the in-house doctor inserted a prostine pill up my... Soon, contraction came... but still my cervix would not open... so 1st prostine no baby yet...

Had to went up the ward and came down again at about 10pm for the 2nd prostine... more contractions but still my cervix not opening... had to take injection on my thigh to reduce the contraction so the baby would not be stress in my womb...

14th Aug... 3rd prostine at 2pm but still not opening... by now I;m already sick of the straps,,, my body aching.. I'm so lucky to hve my patience husband by my side all that time.. how can I not love him more....

At night the doctor came and ask whether I would take the 4th prostine or have a C-sec instead... I panic... Called my mom... Only god knoe what my mom went thru during all the time I'm in the labour ward... her worries for her 1st child... We decided to take the 4th one in the morning... Cant sleep the whole night... Stress...

In the morning, the 4th prostine... my mom went to get traditional help... She even quit her job cos she jus cant think straight... At 1st the in-house doctor check.. still not opened... but then my gynae checked .. AT LAST... open 1more cm... She burst my water bag... at 12pm and put me on drip... WOUW... the contraction!! Ask for epidural.. Too tired to endure any more pain...

At 1803, 15th August 2006 (Monday), MOhammed Erfan was born.. He's so red... weighing 2.6kg... I'm so relief that everything went well... but the nurse said that Erfan had to be taken to Special Care cos he had phlem in his lungs... And he's taken away from me....

Didnt get to see him till the next day... he's so small... cant believe he's mine...

I know that during my stay in the hospital, there's lots of worried loved ones... my mom, my hubby, my siblings, my in-laws, my good friends... How can I thank all of them for being there when I needed them most... How can I ever repay them...

THANK YOU.... My life would never be this perfect without them....

Mummy Muli...