Assalammualaikum...
masih jelas dalam ingatan celik-celik dapur, 11 tahun yang lalu...
jam 11pg, celik-celik dapur tiba di Hospital Putrajaya... darah keluar Allah sahaja yang tahu... tapi bukaannya hanya 1cm... tak sakit pun... tunggu dan tunggu dan tunggu...
jam 6ptg, baru terasa sakit... itu pun macam period pain je... tekak dah tak nak makan apa-apa pun... asik minum je... celik-celik dapur paksakan diri menjamah sebiji pisang...
jam 8mlm, dah mula rasa sakit... tapi masih boleh bertahan...
jam 12tgh malam, dah tak boleh tahan... celik-celik dapur ke kaunter nurse...
CCD: "Dik, sakit lah... contraction dah kerap..."
Nurse: "saya nampak muka akak boleh tahan lagi, tak berkerut sangat... belum lagi ni"
nak tergelak pun ada bila dengar jawapan nurse... tapi tak pe lah dia yang lebih arif...
jam 2pg, kali ni dah memang tak boleh tahan... tapi masih lagi boleh berjalan ke kaunter nurse...
CCD: "Dik, akak rasa sakit sangat ni..."
Nurse: "saya bawa akak jumpa doctor... muka akak dah lain dari tadi... akak duduk kat wheel chair saya tolak..."
CCD: "akak jalan je lah dik... duduk lagi rasa sakit..."
Doc: "Puan saya check dulu ye berapa bukaannya..."
"dah 5cm... saya pecahkan ketuban dulu... pastu saya masukkan ubat... Puan boleh pegi toilet..."
CCD: "OK..." terus celik-celik dapur berlari, terasa hilang rasa sakit sekejap...
Doc: "Puan, jalan pelan-pelan... jangan teran, nanti lain pulak yang keluar... "
nurse cepat je mengikut celik-celik dapur dari belakang...
Nurse: "akak jangan kunci pintu ye... saya tunggu diluar... apa-apa panggil saya..."
celik-celik dapur dah tak boleh nak jawap apa-apa masa tu... yang tahunya nak keluarkan apa-apa yang patut sebelum baby keluar... dah selesai semuanya... nurse tadi masih menunggu diluar pintu toilet dgn wheel chair..."
Nurse: "saya ambilkan bag baby, akak duduk sini..."
semasa nurse bawa celik-celik dapur ke labour room...
Nurse: "Doktor cakap insyaallah dalam pukul 4pg dah boleh bersalin..."
tunggu... dan tunggu... dan tunggu... sakit... dan sakit... dan sakit... darah keluar terlalu banyak...
jam 4pg...
Doc: "baru buka 6cm... kenapa tak nak keluar ni??? suker duduk dalam perut mama ye??? sambil mengusap perut celik-celik dapur... Puan, contraction dah makin kurang kalau tengok pada graf... saya terpaksa induce..."
CCD: "buat lah apa-apa doctor, janji baby boleh keluar..."
Nurse datang pasang iv di kedua-dua belah tangan celik-celik dapur... kepala celik-celik dapur mula rasa pening bila dengar segala macam beep... yang tahunya, lady cleaner akan masuk setiap 15minit utk mop darah dilantai... nurse yang menjaga celik-celik dapur kerap kali datang mengusap belakang celik-celik dapur... letih tak tahu nak cakap...
jam 5pg... my other half arrived with my eldest son who is only 5 years old... such a brave and good boy... sitting alone, in the waiting room...
Sunday, 6.58am, May 11th 2003 on Mother's Day my precious little Azri was born... "My Great Supporters and My Pillar of Strengths"... and today once again, Sunday, May 11th 2014 on Mother's Day Azri is celebrating his 11th birthday...
so many 1st time we have been through together:
for the 1st time, after an hour u r born... the nurse put u in ur baby cod bed next to me... I turn to look at u... like a magnet u turn to look at me too... ur sparkling dark brown eyes, the moment is priceless...
for the 1st time, in family history, u were admitted to children hospital because of chickenpox as early as 28th days old... every time the nurse came to put the iv medicine... I will held u close to my heart, ur tiny little body is shaking but u endure the pain without crying... even the doctors and nurses were proud of u...
for the 1st time, I drove back from KL to JB... u r the one who accompanied me... not papa, not abang...
for the 1st time, at 2am I drove around Puchong searching for 24hrs clinic because u r burning with high fever...
for the 1st time, I left u alone in the car (not because I want to but I have too) with the engine still running... carrying abang to emergency room... I came back for u, u just sit still in ur car seat watching the pouring rain...
for the 1st time, my heart stop beating... u r the one with me...
so many 1st time together... I hope and I pray there will be more 1st time we can/may do together in near future...
everyday I pray for ur health, ur success... be urself, show ur emotions, ur love... not just to human beings but to all living creatures... i'm not asking u to be a great leader to conquer the world, i just want u to be u, be ur true self...
my love will always be with u... as for now, my hand will heal ur pain, my arms will hold n hugs to comfort u, my shoulder will be yours to lean on... but, one day u will find someone else hand can heal ur pain, someone else arms can hold n hugs to comfort u and someone else shoulder u can lean on... that day, i will leave u with open arms n open heart... my duty for u has ended... and u no longer my chubby little Azri...
so, before any of those things happen... u r still my one and only chubby little Azri... and we gonna have lots and lots of fun fun fun together... Happy 11th Birthday My Precious...
masih jelas dalam ingatan celik-celik dapur, 11 tahun yang lalu...
jam 11pg, celik-celik dapur tiba di Hospital Putrajaya... darah keluar Allah sahaja yang tahu... tapi bukaannya hanya 1cm... tak sakit pun... tunggu dan tunggu dan tunggu...
jam 6ptg, baru terasa sakit... itu pun macam period pain je... tekak dah tak nak makan apa-apa pun... asik minum je... celik-celik dapur paksakan diri menjamah sebiji pisang...
jam 8mlm, dah mula rasa sakit... tapi masih boleh bertahan...
jam 12tgh malam, dah tak boleh tahan... celik-celik dapur ke kaunter nurse...
CCD: "Dik, sakit lah... contraction dah kerap..."
Nurse: "saya nampak muka akak boleh tahan lagi, tak berkerut sangat... belum lagi ni"
nak tergelak pun ada bila dengar jawapan nurse... tapi tak pe lah dia yang lebih arif...
jam 2pg, kali ni dah memang tak boleh tahan... tapi masih lagi boleh berjalan ke kaunter nurse...
CCD: "Dik, akak rasa sakit sangat ni..."
Nurse: "saya bawa akak jumpa doctor... muka akak dah lain dari tadi... akak duduk kat wheel chair saya tolak..."
CCD: "akak jalan je lah dik... duduk lagi rasa sakit..."
Doc: "Puan saya check dulu ye berapa bukaannya..."
"dah 5cm... saya pecahkan ketuban dulu... pastu saya masukkan ubat... Puan boleh pegi toilet..."
CCD: "OK..." terus celik-celik dapur berlari, terasa hilang rasa sakit sekejap...
Doc: "Puan, jalan pelan-pelan... jangan teran, nanti lain pulak yang keluar... "
nurse cepat je mengikut celik-celik dapur dari belakang...
Nurse: "akak jangan kunci pintu ye... saya tunggu diluar... apa-apa panggil saya..."
celik-celik dapur dah tak boleh nak jawap apa-apa masa tu... yang tahunya nak keluarkan apa-apa yang patut sebelum baby keluar... dah selesai semuanya... nurse tadi masih menunggu diluar pintu toilet dgn wheel chair..."
Nurse: "saya ambilkan bag baby, akak duduk sini..."
semasa nurse bawa celik-celik dapur ke labour room...
Nurse: "Doktor cakap insyaallah dalam pukul 4pg dah boleh bersalin..."
tunggu... dan tunggu... dan tunggu... sakit... dan sakit... dan sakit... darah keluar terlalu banyak...
jam 4pg...
Doc: "baru buka 6cm... kenapa tak nak keluar ni??? suker duduk dalam perut mama ye??? sambil mengusap perut celik-celik dapur... Puan, contraction dah makin kurang kalau tengok pada graf... saya terpaksa induce..."
CCD: "buat lah apa-apa doctor, janji baby boleh keluar..."
Nurse datang pasang iv di kedua-dua belah tangan celik-celik dapur... kepala celik-celik dapur mula rasa pening bila dengar segala macam beep... yang tahunya, lady cleaner akan masuk setiap 15minit utk mop darah dilantai... nurse yang menjaga celik-celik dapur kerap kali datang mengusap belakang celik-celik dapur... letih tak tahu nak cakap...
jam 5pg... my other half arrived with my eldest son who is only 5 years old... such a brave and good boy... sitting alone, in the waiting room...
Sunday, 6.58am, May 11th 2003 on Mother's Day my precious little Azri was born... "My Great Supporters and My Pillar of Strengths"... and today once again, Sunday, May 11th 2014 on Mother's Day Azri is celebrating his 11th birthday...
so many 1st time we have been through together:
for the 1st time, after an hour u r born... the nurse put u in ur baby cod bed next to me... I turn to look at u... like a magnet u turn to look at me too... ur sparkling dark brown eyes, the moment is priceless...
for the 1st time, in family history, u were admitted to children hospital because of chickenpox as early as 28th days old... every time the nurse came to put the iv medicine... I will held u close to my heart, ur tiny little body is shaking but u endure the pain without crying... even the doctors and nurses were proud of u...
for the 1st time, I drove back from KL to JB... u r the one who accompanied me... not papa, not abang...
for the 1st time, at 2am I drove around Puchong searching for 24hrs clinic because u r burning with high fever...
for the 1st time, I left u alone in the car (not because I want to but I have too) with the engine still running... carrying abang to emergency room... I came back for u, u just sit still in ur car seat watching the pouring rain...
for the 1st time, my heart stop beating... u r the one with me...
so many 1st time together... I hope and I pray there will be more 1st time we can/may do together in near future...
everyday I pray for ur health, ur success... be urself, show ur emotions, ur love... not just to human beings but to all living creatures... i'm not asking u to be a great leader to conquer the world, i just want u to be u, be ur true self...
my love will always be with u... as for now, my hand will heal ur pain, my arms will hold n hugs to comfort u, my shoulder will be yours to lean on... but, one day u will find someone else hand can heal ur pain, someone else arms can hold n hugs to comfort u and someone else shoulder u can lean on... that day, i will leave u with open arms n open heart... my duty for u has ended... and u no longer my chubby little Azri...
so, before any of those things happen... u r still my one and only chubby little Azri... and we gonna have lots and lots of fun fun fun together... Happy 11th Birthday My Precious...
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