It’s time. The mrs was 9 days late after her due date. And according to the doctor, she need to be admitted into the hospital for induced labour.
We’ve been preparing for this day since day one, but somehow it seems like we are not at all prepared. I guess it must be all in the mind. A lot of emotion rushing at the same time can make you become very blur. Excitement, scared, wishful thinking, bravery.. if there’s any time to puke, this would be a perfect time.
And that’s just me. I cannot even imagine what it felt like to the mrs 🙂
Since the baby is estimated to be at 4.2kg (which is relatively big in size), the doctors had advised us to undergo caesarean section instead (delivery by surgery). So it’s confirmed, tomorrow (27th May 2008) will be the day we will see our first daughter. Here comes that feeling again.
The clock sure is ticking very very slowly that night. Damn clock…
I woke up at 6 am and hasten to the hospital (Hospital Putrajaya), which is located about 15 minutes drive from my house. 10 minutes drive if I didn’t care about driving over that 70km/hour speed limit.
However, there’s nothing I can do. Husbands are not allowed in the surgery room. According to the nurses, there are a few cases of some husband fainted. If given a choice, I would prefer to be there. Not to see the baby, but just to comfort the mrs. This is the time she will need me the most. And so I was asked to wait at the waiting room. Now that is a very cold room.
I waited for about an hour, but there’s still no news. All I can do is just pray, that everything is alright. And in the mean time do some self comforting. “the anaesthetic will take some time to work, that’s why it is taking a long time” – words like this.
At about 11.30am, finally
Finally a nurse came out asking for me. I quickly asked her how’s the mrs’s condition. She’s doing great. And the baby’s too. Alhamdulillah.
I’m sure you must be very pissed with me if I told you that all of that is just a dream. But it does feel like a dream to me. Seriously. And guess what woke me up from that dream feeling? It’s when I first lay my eyes on her. The most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen. And I didn’t write this because it is a popular phrase.
She IS the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen. And the way she look at me with her black eyes. A surge of new feeling rushed in. I don’t even know how to describe it. But if this is not love, I don’t know what is.
Everything’s perfect. She had my eyes, and her mom’s others 🙂
To tell you the truth, I can write all day describing her to you. But I think I will be doing it the rest of my life. So let me give you a summarized version. An introduction to the new meaning of my life – Zafirah Mohamad Zaki, born on 27th May 2008 10.53am at Hospital Putrajaya.

Thank you to all friends wishing and praying. Only Allah will be able to repay your kindness.
———– Personal Note ————-
Apologize for the low quality picture, it is taken using a camera phone. Not to worry.. Pocket and his DSLR is coming over tomorrow, and I will keep you guys updated.