Sorry, We're Not in line anymore

Tight-faced

After two days of staying at Anggi's midwife, and Hira had given birth. Thank God, finally go home.

Yup! I became a father. Hira is a mother. I feel more excited to work.

But, if later work, the grandpa who takes care of ya. Suddenly thought about it. Uh! But, it's still a long time. Hira is also on leave. So, in the meantime the grandpa is with his mother.

Now I have to work hard. Nabung for the needs of the grandpa. "Hmmm. Just got home too. My mind is macem-macem. Think of this expenditure. Astagfirullah. The effect is that I am not grateful. People say there is a child with a windfall. I try not to insecure the same situation.

Right now it's important that the grandpa and his mother are safe and sound" I said.

I put the grandpa to bed, while giving him milk in a bottle. His mother, pity if told to breastfeed directly. He must be tired.

Maybe, wait for tomorrow, her mother can breastfeed. Said Anggi midwife, if it can breastfeed, his mother should give his asi. Because, if you do not breastfeed for a long time, his mother will have a fever.

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I looked at the little angel with happiness. He's wriggling. Her little lips moved slowly. Simultaneously, his cheeks flushed red.

I stroked his head which was endowed with thick black hair. Thank you God.....You have given me this cute and adorable boy.

I will take full care of my body, its presence in my life.

The night is getting late. Dedek was still pretty in his bed. I try to stay awake at night. Because I know Hira must be tired. His strength has not fully recovered.

"Mas, please help if he cries. I'm sleepy heavy Mas," said Hira lirih.

"Hm. Yes, Bun," I said, who began to learn to call Hira Bun. My goal, the grandpa could one day imitate him, by calling his mother, called mother.

I saw all day he was still lying down. Sometimes the grandpa I close next to him.

He caressed her happily. In my heart I always pray that the little boy can live happily with me and Hira.

Scroll the wall clock, showing the number of hours 02.00 wib midnight. The grandpa I didn't hear his cry.

He must have slept just as well as his mother.

But I was just about to close my eyes. He whines. Hira spontaneously asked me to make a new milk, with a bottle.

"Yes, wait," I said rushing into the kitchen.

Hira did not hold her despite seeing the boy cry and raised her voice even more.

"Mas, puff dong, his grandpa was thirsty," cried Hira from inside the room.

"Yes, patience. The water's not boiling yet. The hot water in the thermos is running out" I explained from the kitchen.

The boy continued to whine as long as I hadn't handed him the milk bottle. Maybe he's thirsty, like, at midnight.

I accelerated my way to the room after the milk bottle was filled with canned milk.

"Here, dear, father, come" I said as I placed the nozzle of the milk bottle in her tiny mouth.

Hira just looked at him from afar.

"Well, baby. The milk mimic is the same father huh. Mommy sleeps heavily, son," he said as he continued his sleep.

I, still holding the bottle of milk, so as not to escape from the mouth of the grandpa.

But, my efforts failed. I finally got him and I was carrying in my arms. Still while I pat her thighs.

"Cup cup. Sweet child don't cry dong, there will be lizard on the wall," I said half sing small.

Still whining. I tried to take him to the living room. There I was singing a little.

"Sweet child, don't cry. If you cry later bitten by a lizard," I said. Whether it's a song or not, the important thing is that I sing as much as I can.

If there are big TK kids. I'll definitely be asked. That's the song, what's the title?! Huhahahahah!

Hira follows me to the living room. Trying to fan the boy's face in my sling, with a tiny fan. Portable fan.

He still does not want to compromise. He kept whining. Hira tried to take over the grandpa from my arms.

"Cup cup dear, this is the same Mother. Don't cry dong. Mimik milk is the same mother ya." said Hira while trying to give her milk.

"God. He's thirsty Bun. Ask mommy mimik. Then if he cries, must want to drink Asi." I said.

"That's it, it's good. Can make a pinter kid. Continued immune body is also strong," added me again.

Hira is seen concentration giving his milk to the grandpa. I see he is still sleepy and tired.

"Udah, Bunny. Here," I said after seeing the grandpa sleep.

Dedek's eyes were also closed. It means he's full. Then fall asleep.

Hira also handed the grandpa to me. Then I took him to his room again. I put that cute kid in his cot.

An hour later, he woke up again. He's thirsty again. I feel thirsty again. I'm trying to make the bottle milk again.

Hmmmm. He peed. Diaper's wet. Good thing I've learned from youtube how to change baby diapers, which pee. Haha.

In this era of advanced, see what tutorials, can be via youtube. No need to use private lessons.

I read the article yesterday too. How to learn to be a standby father. Father standby, make the father who has just had a baby, the first time.

Anyway, all about the baby world and how to be a standby father, I've been worried. But, the reality is very difficult if it has been direct practice.

The proof, to calm the baby alone, I have not succeeded. You see, the milk, only the mother has. Ahahahaha!

If you have a newborn, people say, the night is ready to be a scurity. Be prepared if the boy wakes up every hour. That's because the boy was thirsty.

Morning turn, he sleeps until broad daylight just when he wakes up. Hmmmm. Why could it be so yes. It made it night. The night becomes day. Patience yes....Devotee. That boy can not be protested or asked why it could be like that. Wkwkwkwkw!

Trouble is, I'll go to school in the morning. The boy is still sleeping. Wake up in the afternoon. Afternoon sleep. Keep midnight blind, he's up.

Oh yeah, that's it. Fate so father standby yes like this. Sometimes in school, I like to sleep hard.

Washing your face can sometimes only eliminate drowsiness for a moment. After a few hours, sleep again.

"Not to mention the order of fresh fish, on the afternoon home from school. Really my rest time is reduced a lot," I murmured annoyed but tried to be patient. Because this is my way.

While Hira, more focus on caring for the grandpa. Sometimes the house is a mess. Cook, for breakfast I am morning before school, also no longer have time.

Everything changed a lot, after the grandpa was born. But, what to say. That is his name alive, his many colors.(connected)