Sunday, March 26, 2017

This is where the journey of parenthood all begins...



Still clear on my mind that very evening in late February last year where we had an intense argument about petty stuffs. Then you told me you were tested positive on that stick pregnancy test. For a moment I was stunned, and happy. We were raising hope of being good parents, but life took its bitter turn just when hopes were already growing too high. You underwent  browny, bloody vaginal discharges that could have been an omen for miscarriage, and it really was it in the end. Our first baby didn’t get a second chance to see the day. Heartbroken, but our faith remained. We pinned our hope high for another probable pregnancy, nothing was impossible for the All Creator. Like a miracle, Heaven seemingly had heard all our prayers. In June last, you became pregnant again. Our second chance was heaven-sent. For the first time, I felt at ease with your pregnancy. Words were never enough to describe how grateful and thankful we were for what Allah had granted us with. Over the time, we got to learn each other again, rediscover, redefine each other’s boundaries if there was any, shattered all the walls of our egos along the way. We both learned to be best parents our baby could have ever imagined. Trying to feed you healthily was probably the hardest part for me since you did have the tendency to eat all so-called junk foods. But I succeeded. You gained more and more weight accordingly with each days passing. But we both admitted we didn’t fancy all those “the grandiose art of raising kids and family appropriately” books since we were too tired of reading the medical textbooks (well, this is fake). Monthly regular visit at obsgyn doctor practice was admittedly not my favorite part, but you did seem to be overjoyed the moment the doctor pointed you the baby’s body parts were doing well, telling us it was a baby girl. I was happy too it was a baby girl while visualizing a future scene in which a little creature would be stalking me all my way. Pretty adorable huh. Shopping for our baby’s clothes and other necessities would irritate me, not only I was forced to witness a woman’s complicated and obnoxiously meticulous way of buying things, but also I had to dig deep my pocket (jokingly said ;). Time seemed to take way too long as for the birth of our baby. But waiting is gold as people say.  I mean nothing in this world could be better than it. Finally Allah entrusted to us this little girl whose name is Rengganis Aisyah Dianty, a tiny spark that made all the difference in our life. And once again we’ll be forever thankful for that.
Welcome to the world our little baby girl!
And the big day fell on March 22, 2017. You had to undergo C-section due to nuchal chord something like that (I didn’t quiet get it despite being a full-fledged medical doctor). But we were so relieved once the baby was delivered. Felt so blessed when she fetched her very first breath and made some noise with her cry, the moment I softly whispered adzan and iqamat in her ears,


P.S.: We’d love to send our deepest gratitude to everybody who has given his hands and  extended his hospitality. Dr. Agus Sulistiono, Sp.OG (our obstetrician). Our parents for their never-ending support, resident doctors of Pediatric Dept and Neurology Dept of our class, medical-paramedic staffs of RS Putri Surabaya, and others who we can’t mention one by one. We love you.