5 months married and 11 weeks pregnant, I have decided to blog, to write my honest experience and journey of my life. Being married to a wonderful guy and being pregnant to this beautiful baby, makes me want to write..
Dear B, mama start to write this story for you, for you to read "her story" one fine day. your bed time story... the story that you will be listening everyday of your life, such as, how much i love your dad, your atuk, uwan and everyone around us.
Being pregnant make me scared. Honestly, im not really a mom type..i usually the ever rebellious daughter who is so lazy to help your grandma in the kitchen and any house chores. Plus your grandma is a super woman, no one can beat her in the running of household etc.
Waking up in the morning, I will prepare myself to work, trying different blouses and different dresses every morning. The undecided dresses/clothes will be thrown away lying on the floor..walking down the stairs, peeping under the tudung salji to see what your grandma cook for breakfast..if nothing, i will slowly open up my purse and if there is any coins or money left, i decided to buy nasi lemak RM1 in front of Giant.
ooooppppsss..see how bad I am, i totally forgot that someone is still sleeping on my bed without having breakfast at all... thats my husband, the ever loving one.. he will make sure that if grandma is not cooking, he will buy the breakfast..pour love to me unconditionally... and i always overlooked that facts for real..sorry dear..
And again being pregnant give me so much privileges to be spoiled by my husband...of course others too. At first, ive been constantly vomit sit down for test for few times, but the result was negative, i failed...but then i keep on vomiting so do Mr Salehin, my husband. Since i have been dehydrated and tired, we decided to see the expert, Mr Doctor to check on me..."doctor the test was negative, though i thought im pregnant but im not...please doctor just check what happen to me?" i told to the doctor with very sad voice..."ok, we will run another urine test, ok" replied doctor.
After 15 minutes, my name been called by one of the nurse, with smiling and honest face i ever see that day.."Puan, u pregnant la.." said the nurse. As i walk slowly to the doctor's room, before i manage to sit on the chair, the doctor said "U are pregnant, your test is positive, congrats and but i need you to see the expert, the specialist"....you what...with immediate effect i cried..."waaaaaa...macam x caya jerrr, aku pregnant..hahahahahahahhahaha"...
However, after 1 week got the news, i had few occasions where i bleed. They said it is normal for early pregnancy, but i keep on bleeding after day by day, especially when i feel pressured and doing hard work. We keep on seeing the specialist for the progress, however when it is supposed to be the 8th weeks of pregnancy, doctor told me that the baby did not make any progress and im still at 6 weeks pregnant. i was given injection and have to eat Duphaston every single day to make sure my womb strong enough to carry my dear baby.....i was given 1 month medical leave for bed rest a.k.a house arrest....sitting quietly at home, purchased almost all movies on astro best/first until the period of 1 month ends... and im not surprised that we survived..because of the attention and love that we get from people around us, especially Mr Salehin, my dear husband...and there will be more weeks to come.. to bring you to see the world...
By the way, when i wrote this blog, the world is grieving for the lost of MH370 and the death penalty on 529 Ikhwanul Muslimin...should i remind you that the world is not always beautiful... but as long as im with you, i will protect you no matter what sayang....
Loves,
Fizahyusop
