Giving Birth at the Home of In-Law

Become Mother

#Birth_in_Home_Life

#Part_2

I don't care what Midwife does with the thread and the needle. It's also about Mom's nyinyiran who seems to think I didn't pass the test in giving birth. My heart is full of joy and happiness.

The little creature that once inhabited my womb is now wriggling over my chest. My sweaty skin, touching the skin that still carries amniotic remnants and blood, my tears are still unstoppable.

His smooth movements made the tension in the stomach slowly disappear. The little mouth of the beauty was twitching in search of something she had known since in the womb. He started sucking. I touched her smooth and slippery back.

"Yes Allah ... Oh, God ...." There really is nothing happier than this.

"It has. Now it's the dedenya turn," said Madam Midwife while fixing my body cover.

My little baby cleaned up, Midwife. Mother was very excited to prepare the clothes to be worn and handed them to Bu Midwife. After being swaddled, Bang Rafi held and tortured with tears, we were all covered with haru.

Baby's beautiful. His eyes clicked on my eyes. The eyes of the walnut. Mom is very proud to admit her nose and pointy chin like she is. Mom took over my baby and petted him. A happy look on my face that rarely smiles.

"Try breastfed again, Mom," asked Bu Midwife. Mother gave up my baby reluctantly.

I sat down on three pillows arranged on the bed. "it's not out yet doc" I complained.

"It's okay, Mom. Often given to the deduction later also come out. Don't worry if the breast is a little, the baby's belly is still as big as a marble so there is no need to drink a lot. If it has not been out for several days also will not be dangerous, God willing the dedenya still strong because it has food reserves in his body. Remember yes, Mom, just give breast milk until the age of six months." The midwife said as she rubbed my baby's head, then passed carrying the equipment she had finished using.

Once my conducive condition was stable and there was no indication of bleeding or anything dangerous, I was allowed to go home. The distance between the clinic and the mother's house is quite close only about a hundred meters.

Mother held my baby and Mamah covered the two by walking beside them. I got hugged by Bang Rafi on a motorcycle. After thanking her and paying for the delivery, we paid our respects.

The big room was prepared by Mom. A baby mattress complete with small pink pillows, stacks of clothes, diapers, towels, knickers, pinches, powder, eucalyptus and toiletries are available. My mother forbade us to buy anything because she would buy it.

After the mandatory bath, and changing clothes I feel fresher. But, I felt a throbbing pain in the stitch wound. Perhaps the effects of the pain medication have been exhausted. My stomach was sore, and it was sour to my mouth.

"Mah ...," I pulled Mamah's arm. He brought his face closer to mine.

"Ning is hungry" I whispered.

Mamah looked excited, I knew she would ask Mom. Seeing and taking his own food in this house clearly he did not dare.

"Rafi, Ning it's time to take the medicine. But he must eat first" said Mamah reasoned.

Bang Rafi nodded and passed from the room. Before long, he returned with a sour face.

"There's no rice, Ning. I haven't cooked yet" explained Bang Rafi.

My tears welled up, if I did not remember my status as a mother, I wanted to feel like I was crying while rolling around. I'm hungry, very hungry. I used to always joke, new people born, look at rice sebakul just afraid not full, in fact it is.

Bang Rafi came up to me and stroked the tip of my head. "Don't cry, for a while you buy it first huh, Ning want to eat what?"

"What aja ...," I answered with a blurred look blocked by a puddle of tears.

After a few minutes Bang Rafi came to a plastic bag containing several packs of rice. He picked up a plate and began to prepare the rice along with the side dish. Warm white rice with smoke still billowing, a balado of catfish and vegetable capcay made my stomach even more impatient.

The first mouthful enters the mouth so deliciously. Suddenly Mother came from the door, walking quickly because she saw the contents in the plate that Bang Rafi was holding to bribe me.

"What's that meal, Ning?"

Oh Allah ... What else is this ordeal?