Irman Bin Muhammad Idros

I have given birth to another pumpkin. At 35 weeks old. It's true the second one tend to come out earlier than the first birth especially if the gap between them is pretty close (like mine, 15 months gap). 

I gave birth to my son on the 8th June 2013. After I have finished all my parents-teacher-conference. 

He weighed a surprising 2.7kg which evaded him from entering the ICU. He was tiny but the motherly feeling just came through as I saw  him for the first time. First thing I said to him was "hey you. So that's how you look like." 

I didn't get Dr Chan as he was on leave. He did tell me to try and wait for his arrival back. But my back hurt crazily when the contractions seeped in. From my experience,  if the pain has reached to that level, the next thing that would happen; inability to walk. It has ever reached up to that stage. 

The other gynea, who took over Dr Chan, only told me that I had excessive blood loss the next morning. 

I was overwhelmed with fear after the operation.  My bed sheet had to be changed every 5 minutes as my mences over flowed. They had to inject me with some medicine to stop the bleeding. 

The next scare was the temp gynea telling me that I had to possibly do a blood transfusion as I lost blood during and after the surgery. Praises to Allah, that did not happen after they checked that my blood count was not too drastically low. 

During my stay at the hospital, I missed my daughter very, truly, crazily much. I cried as I watched her videos and pictures over and over again. Requested my husband to video call me endlessly so that I could talk to her. I have never been away from my daughter. Neither has she, she had fever while we were separated for 3 days. The only companion I had to keep my mind off things was my son. 

Breastfeeding was a breeze after the previous year. The nurses brought my son in every time he was hungry. That really helped, seeing him in my arms reminded me why I have been separated from Reena for a while. 

It took a while for me to recover this time. Longer mences, 2 months mind you. Bleeding on the incision.  

My husband and I, were geared up for another round of sleepless nights when we brought our newborn son home just like what his elder sister put us through. But alas, he did not. In fact, he slept through the night. 

Irman Bin Muhammad Idros, is his given name. In persian his name means, "wish" or a  "potential leader". 

Irman is an easy baby as compared to his witty sister. The only problem he has is that he can't control hunger. He is capable of drinking milk every 20 minutes. Despite that,  he brought joy, laughter and happiness to our little family. 

I can't give birth for the next few years according to the temp gynea who also concluded that I will be anaemic for a few months (thanks!) due to two c-sections that have been carried out for two consecutive years. There are risks that I might stumble upon if I were to give birth the coming year. 

I have allowed my uterus to "rest" for 3 years. 

Irman had his circumcission done at 23 days. It healed really well. Within 4-5 days the plastibell device came off. 

And Reena has been a great sister to Irman. I can't thank Allah enough for the beautiful bond that they share. Reena is usually very gentle with Irman. Kissing and patting him when she sees him. This was not taught by me. She is growing up too fast :(