Well, i was going to do this blog earlier this week and wanted to titled it:"From you my precious i am learning patience". Then yesterday I would also want to do a blog on "The healing process". But, i think it is more humorous if I do the title as "Never been so happy to see Shit".
Well, last week I went for a check-up and to remove my stitches, this was on Friday afternoon. On the same day morning baby is having some really discomfort, noticed that she has constipation (stool very hard) and also a lot of mucus/phelm in her throat and nose. Cried a lot in the morning which behaviour was not her usual self. Since I need to go to the hospital for check-up hence brought her a long too. Unfortunately her pediatrician had no clinic that day and other children drs were busy hence was suggested to go to emergency wad. The baby had was seen, but everything is fine. Phew... apparently the phelm issue is quite common for new born. So was given a nasal spray to clear her nose for easy breathing. Also given stool softening. Again quite common for new born who did not start with breast milk (not too successful yet.. but improving). So spent 90 bucks for the baby. The stool softening was given for 3 days and finally there were a lot of shit! Hubby actually commented that it was the first time that he was very happy to see shit. HEE... we laughed so much after this comment because it was really funny but applicable to the situation. I think also because we were also relieved.
One major thing i have learnt so far being in motherhood for 1 and half week is that you really do need to be patient when handling that fragile little thing. They can't communicate with you very well other than cry and make noise. So you have to do the guessing game and someone telephathic! It is so far quite tiring but no regret and when you catch the occasional cheeky smile, everything is worth it.
Hubby is still very tired these days. I don't think he has rested enough yet. The healing process is not just for me but also for him. I am doing quite alright, the initial depression of not being able to be with my baby 24hours is wearing off. The fear for the labour and operation process is no longer here and I am enjoying having some time to myself during the day when mom is watching over the baby. Usually after feeding and she is sleeping. The external wound still hurts a bit when I move around especially in and out of bed. But it is healing fast too. My aunt apparently have commented to my mom that she thinks i would not want to have another baby after my ordeal. Hence she was surprised that i made a remark that i will. Actually, mother instinct kicks in and i can't help it but think i would like to have 3 more! But hubby limited me to 1 more.
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We need a bigger house... baby is so cute, and you are doing well. Just need to adjust and you will feel alright. Mum also needed to adjust herself. Last night she was giving baby a wipe meantime giving a briefing as if I need to take over, she said need to train more hands in case of manpower shortage. haha... okay, ah yi can handle no worries.
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