Hello earthlings! It’s been ages since I last blog and some days I feel like I’ve been missing out on a lot. So, as you would know, it’s been 3 months now since baby no 2 came along. I’d say it’s been amazing but also really challenging. “Challenging how?”, you ask me. I can’t exactly pin point or measure the amount of challenges I’m going through but at the end of the day, all I can think of is that it’s worth it.
Baby Charlotte has now been with us for 3 months. And in these 3 months, it’s been really crazy (in the good sense of course, some days literally crazy). Ever since she was born, all I had in my mind was :
“Oh man, how am I gonna handle 2 kids now?”
“What’s it gonna be like having 2 kids?”
“Will I really need help with 2 kids?”
“Will I go out less now with 2 kids?”
There were lots of questions and doubts in my mind that sometimes I wonder if I’m capable enough of raising 2 kids well enough. I was really scared. Nonetheless, life goes on for me. I know I haven’t talked about how my MIRACULOUS delivery went. Old story but I have been wanting to share it when I first gave birth to Charlotte but then… mommy duties call ALL THE TIME. Read more to know how my delivery went.
I was estimated to deliver on the 31st of Dec 2017. Date was perfect if it really did happen and we were anticipating to only have Charlotte come out then. At my check up with my gynaecologist in November (I was about 35-36 weeks then), she told me that the baby’s head was already down and that baby might come out anytime. Which means, she would definitely come out before 31st now. December came and at my check up again, my gynaecologist told me that baby’s in perfect position, now is to wait. The word “W-A-I-T” made me super kan cheong. That’s because its so uncertain and I didn’t know what to expect of my labour. All I knew was that I was jz waiting for the contractions to come and I knew it would be time to go to the hospital.
So, few days after my check up, I didn’t really cared about the labour cos we were busy preparing for Christmas. We did our shopping and bought lots of stuff to prepare for our upcoming Christmas dinner on the 23rd of Dec. As the day drew closer, I even prayed that baby would come out after Christmas cos I was adamant on wanting to eat my turkey and it was gonna be my first time making the turkey. So, I was really excited about it. On the 22nd of Dec, we went out for Thai food and I was feeling just normal and after that went over to my parents’ house. Sat down and my dad commented “Sarah, looks like you’re gonna deliver anytime soon.” And I just laughed and said “I think so too. It’s getting really heavy now!” It was getting late and then we went back home, got Elizabeth ready for bed and we all went to sleep.
At 4am, i kept waking up cos I felt like I needed to go to toilet and I felt pain in my belly. I thought it was the Thai food. So, I kept going to the toilet. Then it dawned upon me, “OMG! Could this be the contraction?” I wasn’t too sure because I didn’t know how to count the contractions before labour (Google it if you wanna know what I’m talking about). So, I went back to bed and a couple of times, the pain kept coming back. I really didn’t want to say anything before I was sure it was time to go to the hospital. So, I tried to sleep in a different position cos I thought it was just the baby moving a bit more and kicking me, maybe. But to no avail, the pain kept coming back. Then, I decided to tell Tim about it and woke him up. I just thought that if it wasn’t time for labour, at least I get it checked and to make sure that it was false alarm. So, Tim called my parents, told them that he’s sending me to the hospital now and that they had to come over to keep an eye on Elizabeth. Packed my hospital bag, got ready and headed to the hospital. Admitted myself and that time it was probably about 5am already. Prior to that, called my gynaecologist and told her that I was having pain and she told us to go and get it checked at the hospital and that she would be on her way to the hospital.
So, I was wheeled into the labour room, got changed and the nurse had to check my dilation. She kept quiet the whole time like as if there was a problem and that something wasn’t right. After that, she asked me “Any bleeding?” So, I said “No.” Then I asked her why. And she told me “You’re already 6cm dilated.” I was like “WHAT?!?!?! OMGGGG!” It was from then on, I felt the contractions happening more often and all I did was that I kept praying it won’t be another long labour for me. Tim was by my side the whole time and he too was feeling rather excited (i guess?). A couple of mins after that, my gynaecologist arrived at the hospital. She check me by then and told me that I was already 8cm dilated. Meaning, it’s really close to delivery. So, I waited a bit more and tried to hang in there with the contractions coming. By 6:15am, my gynaecologist told me “OK, it’s time to push when the next contraction I feel comes.” So, here we go!
And according to Tim, I only pushed twice and baby Charlotte came out. It was 6:40am when baby Charlotte came out. That sense of relief when baby Charlotte came out was indescribable. And to hear her cry reminded once again of when I first gave birth to Elizabeth. And that was my miraculous delivery. I was literally almost in a “no pain labour” and under 3 hours, I gave birth to a healthy and strong baby with the loudest cry (HAHA!). I’ve always prayed for painless labour and quick delivery. This time, I witnessed all that on my own and I only have our Abba Father to thank for. This was evidence that prayer works wonders and to never underestimate what He can do. God has been so good to us.
Even as I’m typing now, I am reminded that today, is Good Friday and how He suffered for us on that cross wasn’t for nothing. He was hung on that cross to die for our sins and that we could live a better life. Life would never be the same if He hadn’t die on that cross and I am only thankful that He did because who else in the world would die for you and me.
So, life of a mommy of 2? Crazy. But full of surprises and adventures.
Our little girl @ 1 day old, weighing 3.25kg.
Charlotte Sophia Kok Xin Ern
Elizabeth and Charlotte @ 1 day old.
14 months apart.
1 week old
2 months old
3 months old
Elizabeth asked to carry her little sister
Our 2 little bundle of joy
So much to be grateful for. Keep reading and I’ll be sharing about my breastfeeding journey this time round in my next post. I have so much to share and hopefully this can help new mommies or mommies-to-be in their journey as well. I don’t expect everyone to be going through the same things as I am and I am no expert in being a mommy. But, my only hope is that through my experiences and struggles, it’ll be able to shed some light for those of you who think that you’re going through this alone. Do leave a comment or question (if you have any?). I do have a lot more experiences to share but sometimes a bit too lazy to be blogging about it. So, talk to me. I’ll be more than happy to share with you.
Much loves ❤