The Daunting Piercing

Hi Love,

You are 1 month already! You also already got ear piercing. It should be very normal and I shouldn't be fussing about it, but I did. I should say I googled too much. I came across awful articles on baby ear piercing so doubts to pierce you crossed my mind. So I spent one day contacting people to see how they pierced their baby girls, and here you go, cute as a button wearing earrings!

You were such an angel. You cried when the midwife touched your ear with Betadine liquid. I know you don't really like being touched using cold stuff. You always refuse every time I  try to clean your lips, cheek, and chin from the dripping milk using wet cotton. But right after the piercing process was done, you fell to sleep right away. I even had to wake you up to breastfeed you right after.

Honestly I was crying when you were pierced. But I was there by your side holding you. I was afraid you'd be in pain, there was a small problem with your left ear. The midwife couldn't get your left earring into the needle because Eyang Ti was blocking the light unintentionally. So the process for your left ear took forever. Which mother can be so tough looking at a big long needle dangling in her baby's ear for such a long time. And you cried super loud. I know, you cried super loud for everything anyway :D but still my heart was broken watching that scene.

If one day you are thinking to get pierced or anything like that, better not take me with you. Don't break my heart twice with that piercing scene all over again.

Mama loves you!

Welcome To The World, Baby!

So, August 19th 2013 it is! In Puri Galeri Maternity Hospital at 07.58 you were born! I had to undergo Sectio Cesarean to get you to this awesome colorful world. It was supposed to happen because my retinas are too thin for me too push you through. I am hyper myopia. Apparently it will come off if I push too hard. Ewww. But then, the water broke too early even before any dilation happened. So you were born sc because of those two reasons.

I did WANT to have you normally, first because I think everyone is supposed to be born naturally (I mean, what about our ancestors back in the day when sectio cesarean is still not available? They are alive! They are, aren't they?), second because the thought of being under the knife is horrifying. I couldn't even bear a paper-cut. Let alone being cut open in the stomach. But well, I managed to stay very calm right before and during the process. It can be the joy for finally seeing you, or the anesthetic the nurses gave me, or just simply the natural feeling of a mother in labor, or it might the mix of all those together.

Oh, and I'm telling you. They gave me this anesthetic shot to my spine. Yes, my spine. I thought it would feel like hell, but the initial labor contraction took my focus from the needle IN my spine.

Your Papa filmed the surgery process from the first cut until you were born. I Intended to put the video with this post, but I guess I should think it over, and maybe I'll put it in another post one day. By the way, it took me one week after your birth day to finally watch (from a distance) the video. And it took me two (or more) weeks to finally look at my surgery wound. I just didn't have the guts and except for the post-surgery pain, I pretended nothing was being cut open.

You were 2950 gram and 49 cm and cried really really loud when you came out. It was such a relieve to hear your voice, honey! And when I said loud I mean loud :D You were one very strong baby girl!

Welcome to the world, Amora! 

May you have an awesome and colorful journey!

And remember, anytime you find the world is too overwhelming for you, we are here to hug you!

*Oh, in the exact same time, your auntie, Mami Cicik is also on labor, and your cousin Dzaky was born 16 hours away from you. So, your Oma and Opa had to rush back and fort between Puri Galeri and Panti Nirmala Hospital that day. Later on, Oma was exhausted and got sick.

Just Before You Were Here!

Hi Baby!

Welcome to the world!


August 19th, 2013. It was around 4 AM the time when I woke up and realize something was wet down there. I was unlike my usual self at that time. I was calm and all composed, I should tap my back for that. I took a shower (YES I DID!), I packed my bag slowly, I tidied up the house a little bit. Putting my brow pencil, powder, and lipbalm, and the last thing I did was waking up your Papa and telling him the news: We got to go to hospital, like, now. The water broke already!

Baby you were amazing. During the last days of pregnancy I kept telling you not to get out until our car is back. Yes, your Papa and I rented the car, and the lady who rented it kept on extending the rent until the night before you were born. She was going to extend it again, but thank God your Papa is super, he didn't let it happen or we might go to the hospital on taxi x) .

Anyways, on our way to hospital, we (your Papa and I) managed to call your grandmoms, argue on the administration book format for the motorbike rent, and everything else in between. We were busy aren't we!

Then we were in the hospital, just the two of us, wetting the floor of the hospital aisle, and waiting for you to come out!