29 July 2011

Box of chocolates




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t's been quite a
while that I don't know what day it is since my new role has begun, time has never slipped by so quickly! I often watch the cub with a shade of disbelief, is he what's packed in my tummy back then!?!?






And he's growing so fast!!




At 2 weeks, his eyelashes lengthens and curls. He watches the laundry drying indoor with curiosity.



By 4th week, he gets a 1000 grams heavier, forsaking his newborn size diaper. He has developed a signature temperament, loves mama's milk, bath and cuddles. His need for attention is increasing, and keeps a lookout for the laundry everyday.


At 5th, he smiles a great deal. He starts cooing to himself, and his favorite laundry.



Need I say more? ;)



*****



For folks who would like to hear about the labor - box of chocolates, you'll never know what you're gonna get. I had pads placed around the house just in case, you know what I mean. But the waterbag broke less than an hour before delivery, with assistance by a midwife.



22nd June was a summer solstice, more like the longest day in my life. The pain was encompassing, the fractured tailbone swinging behind for years had to add to it. Hospital clocked the contractions 18 hours and 8 minutes, which explains all that sweat. I'm certainly no tough cookie, but I didn't scream or hissed a single harsh word at my husband. I've probably shredded the bedsheet and uttered 4 or 5 long painful groans though... It took 20 minutes or so to push my lovey out, without assistance of devices.



Uh huh, sounds creamy smooth doesn't it? At a phase, my younger years actually flashed before me. Random images of people in my life, happy times and gruesome ones of Jesus bleeding in pain. In between hallucination and contractions, I couldn't make out anything when the midwives ranted their instructions, I probably could pass out. But some kind souls must have thought of me, I started seeing friends who care and pray, while sober bitterness returned. It was indescribably hard.




Tears flowed as soon as my cub showed up. Seriously, I thought I wouldn't cry, but he was just too beautiful. The instinct that I was worried about not having, kicked in very quickly. :)




There. My box of chocolates, bravest of me. But really, that's not all about it. Again, it's God's grace, His faithfulness that carried me.

7 comments:

Maggie and Mitch said...

Your cub is just so beautiful, Stardust! The laundry is an easy way to amuse him. There's certainly enough of it!
There can't be a woman alive that doesn't burst into tears at the moment her baby is born! There is nothing in the world that compares to it!

sharilyn said...

thanks for sharing... and what a lovely boy he is!! :)

stay-at-home mum said...

Lovely!! Thats what I can say about your cub!

Since it was a box of chocs, how about another truffle soon?

Helena said...

Well done, Julia. You are very brave. This is something I would never go through. Something I could never face. This is partly why I never had children.

bp said...

You did awesome during the au naturale childbirth! And look how awesome your cub is growing 'coz of all the TLC u are giving him 24/7!

Praise God for His faithfulness, and press on in this awesome journey of parenthood by His grace and with His love!

Feronia said...

He is so beautiful, Stardust! What a wonderful and special time for you. Much love and take care x

bp said...

My internet was up and down when I left you a longwinded comment here some days ago. In case it didn't get thru, know you did so great my dear, continue to be enabled by God's grace and strengthened through your beautiful big bundle of joy in everything you do! Happy motherhood!