Sharing Love: Winning Without Love
Welcome Baby A
Every hour waiting for the addition of the opening made Khaira grimace in pain. Every time the pain came, he cried sobbing and raved indistinctly. Grateful Radit became an alert husband and always accompanied Khaira.
In his stuffing. "Mas ... It hurts so bad. I'm not strong, Mas .. from head to toe hurts all. How is this Mas." said Khaira who cried until her eyes were so swollen.
Radit kissed his wife's face. "It's opening six, baby, in a minute. You must be strong. There I am." said Radit who was just as panicked. The man could not see his wife in pain.
It had been two hours, and several times Khaira was still crying. "Don't cry a lot, darling, you'll be tired because you keep crying. Save the energy to push later." said Radit.
Khaira was silent and tears were dripping down on her own. "Sick Mas .. This is my stomach is very fast, it feels like someone wants to come out" said Khaira with her face red in pain.
Hearing what his wife complained, Radit immediately pressed the button on top of his wife's gurney.
Not long after, Doctor Indri and two Nurse went inside. "We check in again ma'am, to see if the opening is complete."
"Sick Dok.." said Khaira who was still constantly crying.
When Dr. Indri returned to do a deep examination, Khaira immediately grasped her husband's hand. While Radit only hopes that the opening will be more complete, so that his wife can be separated from the maternity pain that makes it not hearty.
"The opening is perfect, Mom. Once the stomach feels tight and wants to push, immediately take a deep breath and push yes Mom. Push in the hip area, like being a pup is yes Ma'am." instructions Dr. Indri who has prepared with various medical equipment there.
Khaira immediately prepared herself and held her husband's arm firmly. Radit also prepared himself and his heart, accompanying every process of welcoming their baby. The man looked so strong accompanying Khaira straining one by one as if his breath was about to break out in his ears. Shouts and sobs mixed into one, accompanying Khaira struggling to give birth to their two children.
With his own eyes Radit witnesses how his wife struggles between life and death. The pain that Khaira experienced as if she also felt. Even when Khaira took a deep breath, Radit did too. "Come, honey, you can! You can definitely! You are great, dear!", he said, continuing to encourage his wife while wiping away the tears that continued to linger on his wife's face.
"Come on, Miss Khaira, a little more. His head was looking. Take a strong breath Mom, one more push baby will come out" said Dr. Indri who gave instructions to Khaira.
Khaira's eyes dimmed, the woman shook her head at her husband. "I'm not strong, Mom. So ill. I'm tired, Mas." lamented in the midst of the struggle gave birth to her baby.
One sentence Khaira said made Radit's chest feel cluttered. Unaware Radit's eyes had gotten wet, he immediately grasped Khaira's hand firmly. "No Honey. Come on, you can. You're strong!" said Radit with a sense of tightness in his chest.
Seeing Khaira who seemed really not strong, Doctor Indri immediately gave further instructions. "Mother Khaira, don't close your eyes. Mom, the baby's head is over. Yuk, push Mom. Once the stomach feels tight, take another breath and push yes Mom. A few more taunts, Khaira's mother can already pet the baby's adek."
Hearing that some taunts and feelings would pet Baby A made Khaira slowly open her eyes. "Mas, if I why-why take care of Baby A yes." he said.
Radit immediately shook his head. "Dear, you should never think of leaving me. Fight baby, for Baby A, for me."
Khaira nodded, her husband saying as if to replenish his energy. As soon as her stomach felt tight, Khaira immediately took a deep breath, straining with all her might, pushing her body forward to give birth to a baby. A few words later, until finally....
"Mas Radit!!!" his screams ended his struggle.
All the power and effort he put in until finally the sound of baby crying made Khaira and Radit both cry.
"You're great, honey! You are a great mother!" radit kissed his wife's forehead.
"Happy Mother Khaira and Mr. Radit, like checking out her Baby chick. Thank God, the baby is healthy, complete, and perfect" said Dr. Indri who slightly raised the tiny baby who was still red to Radit and Khaira.
"Alhamdulillah...." Both of them also give thanks at the same time.
Sobbing, Khaira looked at her husband's face. "Thank you for your promise to accompany me in labor, Mas" he said softly because his energy had been drained a lot.
"Thank you for fighting so hard. I Love U So Much, dear." he replied by holding his wife's hand.
The baby girl who was crying very hard and had been cut off from her placenta was now placed on Khaira's chest to follow the process of Early Breastfeeding Initiation (IMD). Initiation of Early Breastfeeding will be very helpful in the continuity of the provision of exclusive ASI (ASI only) and long breastfeeding.
When the baby girl was already on her chest, Khaira observed for a moment the baby's face. "Hi Baby A Mama and Papa." she said with a smile, as if her pain was lost when she saw the fruit of her love with her husband.
"Hi Baby A, you're so beautiful. Like Mama.." said Radit who dared to hold the baby's hands that felt soft and tiny.
"She moves to look for her ASI dear." said Radit while smiling to observe every move of her baby.
While down there the Indri Doctor is removing the placenta which is often referred to as second birth and of course sewing on **** *************. "This later the stitches will be meat yes Mom, so don't worry. No more removing the stitch thread, because the thread is made of gelatin" said Dr. Indri while moving with the thread and needle under there.
Radit immediately knelt down to see his baby who was seen looking for the source of his first life. "Hi Arsyila.." softly.
Khaira then turned her attention from her son to her husband. "Arsyila, Mom?" Because only this time he heard the name directly for their baby. Previously Radit only whispered the meaning of their child's name.
Radit nodded his head. "Yes, Arsyila... How do you like it?"
Khaira smiled and looked at her husband's face. "Like...."🥰