SHE'S SO INCREDIBLE, I CAN'T EVEN

PREGNANCY

Okay, so above picture should be all about goodness and wonderful expectations as you are expecting your bundle of joy. But, the process caused me to willingly bury myself deep down the ground. 

We are not talking about how it happens okayyy. We are here to talk about that pushing-huhhh-haahhh-huuhhh-haahh thingy. 

Me, myself when I was a baby caused my mother to almost die birthing me out. I was the hardest child to push out. Well, I am terribly sorry mama. When she told me how it was done, I cannot help crying like a baby [I am a cry baby anyway] because my time was so so bad for her. 

And I feel so so bad for her.

I am the baby of Retained Placenta, causing my mother to bleeding more than normal birth. She was not ready for that and no one was expecting that too. So, no preparation and no mental readiness. I just went out of her without my placenta and it stuck , caused endless bleeding and she was literally on her deathbed that time. 

Besides imagining her cut and bleeding hoohaa, the doctors and nurses hands' all went in there, struggling to catch the moving placenta from sticking to her heart. That's the thing with this case, the plate-like-pizza placenta moving up and it will stop at your heart. Causing out-of-breath and ---, you know what.

One of the nurse pressed my mom's stomach wholeheartedly using all the force she could exerts to stop the Placenta from getting upwards.

Can you even imagine how worst off my mother had to face all those natural torture?

I-CAN'T- EVEN. 

She just gave birth, and she did not take any Happydural [epidural] and she went through the pushing by herself without my fathers supports [which that sucks the hospital didn't allow husbands to accompany their wives going to battle their life ALONE for their child]. She was bleeding, and her hoohaa was cut open, she has no energy anymore, she's flat and really really weak, her hand hung from side of the bed, and in half-conscious because losing too much blood while peoples' hands inside of her and one was pushing her stomach harder than CPR and she endured all that, leaving her life entirely on God's hands. 

People in the theater kept telling her to stay awake as she cannot passed-out or she die. She tried hard to stay awake and she loves me more than her life that she willing to let people rammed her like that,

Masyallah!

HOW GREAT HER LOVE FOR ME, I can't compare to nothing-at all. 

So, the big chunk of Placenta got caught but there's  more in her. She managed to left hospital with me few days after and started traditional remedies by drinking stinky and foul smelled Sea Cucumber juices.  [It was proven for centuries being good for healing any wound especially for women in confinement]. You know traditional remedies back then were so 

"PURE AND REAL" without any improvement like flavors option or fancy packaging. They were truly in hideous form and really really REALLLL. 

So, she drank those eerie juices I bet no one would do if not with the thoughts of wanting to see her children grow up. Some moments later, she went to toilet and peed chunks of Placenta. 

Are you cringing??!

Cause I do :(

So that no more thingies left inside her, she gone through confinement and here is me now, all healthy and happily living life with her Subhanallah sacrifices. 

Few years back, I am diagnosed with Thyroidism and she took care of me from all time that at one moment I really thought I can live with her alone. That's enough for me.

No need to story things she has done to keep me alive instead I always wonder, what have I  done to deserve this angelic-Heaven-sent mother?

So, to you mother:

There is no one like you and no one like me. 

Because you were made for me, and I were made of you.

No one can handle me, exactly how you do.

That's why you're my MOTHER and I love you too.

Love,

Ain