Destiny Love Lyra, Between Love And Life

My Sweet Diyara ...

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And when baby Dirga reached the top of my milk pouch. "God ....

"What's the matter, honey?"

"Call Doctor Mas, it looks like Diyara started taking her out ...."

"Dokk ... Doctor ....

"Yes Dad."

"My second baby has asked out Doc ...."

"Okay, calm down Dad, Sus grab the baby boy and clean it up right away."

A nurse instantly lifted Dirga from my body and passed. Mas Dimas looked to be smoothing my shirt back. It was also seen that a different nurse was preparing to accompany Doctor Catrina to help my next delivery.

"So soon Doc, the heartburn is gone ...."

The doctor examined my baby's birth canal at this time, "Okay, good baby's head is near, when the baby starts pushing back, Mom does as before, set the breath and throw away and prepare to push without lifting the boko*ng. Usually the second one will be easier because the road has been widened by his brother earlier, understand is not it?"

I nodded too.

"Mass ..." I looked at the panicked face with the forced smile there.

"Why look at me? Don't think shit. Stay positive thingking.!! Lyra was great, proud of me, and I'm so sorry to Lyra and our kids, Lyra hear me??" the gentle whisper of Dimas soothed me.

And I nodded with tears instantly dripping down my temple.

"Don't cry, Lyra isn't pretty when you cry" and I smile.

And "Akhh ... Mass ...."

"Dok, the heartburn is already felt ... "

"Good, set your breath..!!!

Okee, let's push Mom,,,

Stronger once againiii ...."

ALLOOOHU AKBARR .. cried out as before, and ...

"Okay Good ..."

"Dok, the baby didn't cry ..." said a nurse who instantly made me and Mas Dimas panicked.

"What's with my baby Doctor???" mas Dimas asked immediately.

"Mass ...."

The doctor raised his hand toward us, hinting not to ask first.

Seen the doctor is currently patting, rubbing my baby's stomach, back, and chest, the doctor also pressed the soles of baby Diyara's feet. What's the matter exactly??

Shortly thereafter ...

Oekk ... Oekk ... Oekk ..

And I heard it, my baby's cry broke. The thing that ever since seemed to make my heart and mas dimasku seem to stop.

"Massn ...." And mas Dimas immediately hugged me with the cry of the two of us who also spilled after the drama a while ago.

"Thank God, the second baby is female and very beautiful," said the doctor catrina looks relieved with a smile visible there.

As before, the nurse cleaned the baby's body and handed it to Mas Dimas for treatment. After that baby Diyara was placed into my chest for the IMD process, and as before seemed amazed I think at this time. A small baby is crawling to find the buds of my milk sac, as a medium of transfer of nutrients for her. And like before, I am ticklish at the moment. His small face repeatedly hit my body, with an open mouth that kept looking for freshness of his thirst.

Because of my fascination with the little angel with his creeping pole, also because it was too happy for me, until I was not aware that the suturing process was going on down there.

"OK done, how?? Ohh, baby's still trying.. Come on baby spirit!!" said the doctor cheered my little daughter who had made us shocked by the drama without crying a moment before.

"Dok, sorry for a moment .. Didn't matter what happened to our baby just now? why didn't he cry?" said mas Dimas stopped the doctor who was about to go out. I who heard also listened with concern about the condition of Diyara.

"So far there has been no problem with Baby Mom and Dad because we handle the new until it makes baby Mom and Dad cry because it indicates the baby's breathing is stable. To ensure the overall baby organ is good, many tests are needed and all can be done when the baby has enough weight and endurance, usually around 3 months. But if nothing strange is found, I don't think it's necessary, but it's back to Mom and Dad."

"What caused our baby not to cry Doc?" ask Dimas back.

"The point is that there is a blockage in the baby's airway. The blockage can be mucus, amniotic fluid, blood, baby stool, or tongue that is pushed to the back of the throat. This is what causes the baby to be difficult to breathe so that it cannot respond by crying. If nothing is asked, I'll do another Mommy delivery."

"Okay, please Doc. Thanks for the information." And a flash of Doctor's shadow had disappeared from before us.

"We are positive Mas In syaa Alloh Diyara healthy, while we observe the development of Diyara in the future."

"Dear, you're right."

And we also focused on baby Diyara back who is still trying to find my milk pouch. Mas Dimas seemed to be encouraging our baby at the moment,

"Let's go, like your brother. Follow

sign Daddy Darling."

"Mas Ishhh ..," and I remembered the stain that made me ashamed for a moment.

Mas Dimas seemed resigned to the results of his mischief that was seen by people around us. He seemed to wipe my forehead at this time, drying the remaining sweat with a tissue that the nurse gave him a moment ago while repeatedly peeping at my face.

"Look darling, the fine hairs on our baby's body are numerous."

After a while, ahh. Baby Diyara seemed to start tasting the shoots of my milk pouch.

Cap ... Cap ... Capp ...

"Hc ...,"

"What's the matter, honey?"

"I was moved by Mas, now I'm really a mother." I looked up and the water dripped back in my eyes.

"Yes and you are great mothers" whispered Mas Dimas as he wiped my tears.

It does not feel 5 minutes already baby Diyara has obtained nutritional rights.

"Okee, it's been beautiful" looked like a nurse came and lifted our baby from my body.

"Where are you going Sus??"

"Dressed sir. Later suckled it in the room ya Bun. I nodded too.

"We prepare Mommy to go to the room, sir," said the nurse and immediately Dimas grabbed my body and sat me in a wheelchair at this time.

"Did it hurt?" whispered mas Dimas.

"Slightly, "I answered.

And when we arrived at my treatment room, Mom seemed to be holding baby Dirga in her hand at this time.

"Heiii that Mother has arrived," said the mother immediately approached and kissed my head. " Thank you, you're so great, baby." And I see my mother shedding tears right now. Carrying the first true grandchild, the flesh and blood of his beloved son, and the future successor of his family.

I immediately approached and kissed my head as well.

"Where is your baby?" said father suddenly.

"With in the clothes Well, it will be brought here after it is ready," said Mas Dimas.

Mas Dimas grabbed my body back and put me on my treatment bed. I sat leaning on the side of the bed with a pillow as a support for my back waist. And mom handed baby Dirga into my lap right now.

"Our granddaughter is very handsome Well," said the mother as she gently kissed Dirga's cheek.

According to the nurse Dirga has not tasted the nitrates from the Lyra milk sac. "Now Lyra is breastfeeding..!!" said mom excited.

"Why just shut up?" said mommy was surprised to see I was just glued.

"Then there's Mom's father" I said.

"Dear, Yahh get out there!! your son-in-law is very shy of her looks."

And I'm coming out soon.

I started to open 1 by one button of my shirt. And Ohhh, "What is this?? don't tell me that you guys were ...."

And we're bowing in this moment.

"Bad boy," Mom immediately fussed at Dimas' ear. "The wife is nearing labor still had time to make such a sign. Then the doctor and the nurse saw him?" mas Dimas seemed to nod.

"Mother, who knows Lyra will give birth forward of the expected date."

"The "names are also approximate can be forward or backward. Just shame the parents. You still have time to answer Mom." And once again mommy tapped out Dimas' ear.

"Mom, it's okay, don't be in the jewel anymore mas Dimas Buu," I said.

"Bad child, it's good that your wife defends you otherwise I'll keep pulling your ears."

"Eh wait for Lyra, your breastfeeding position is wrong Honey, later your milk pu ting can be scuffed if your position is wrong, listen to mother yaa..!!! Position the baby's face on your milk bag, make sure the baby's stomach touches the mother's body, position the baby's hips and face facing the mother, or can also use a breastfeeding pillow to help, or can also use a breastfeeding pillow to help, finally, gently hold the baby to the chest. Oiya don't forget to make sure all the pu ting goes full into the mouth of the baby boy..!!!"

"Like this Mom?"

"Well good, hold Baby tight so that he feels your affection."

And Dirga began to sip the buds of my milk pouch, an amazing taste, as if interested in the whole contents inside.

"It turns out Dirga is very smart, I got a rival like him," whispered mas Dimas.

"Mass, don't talk naughty."

"Just kidding, honey. O yes, why are your milk bags so hard, dear??"

" I don't know, and it hurts Mas ..."

Try asking mom, Mas Dimaspun asked the mother who immediately gave an answer. "That's because ASI Lyra full, after ASI given routine later will not be like now,"

"Oyaa, where do you know our baby's name Dirga?" ask Dimas.

"Mom knows because you saw the name knitted on your baby's clothes, Dirga and Diyara. I like the two names you choose" said the mother, smiling.

A nurse walked into my care room carrying a tiny baby in her arms.

"Is this your second granddaughter?" Mas Dimas nodded immediately. "Beautiful granddaughter Uti, you must be thirsty too, right?, but you must be patient after your brother huh." Mother looked to be rocking Diyara at this moment.

"Mom's looking at Diyara's face like you did when baby boy."

"Yes ....

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