It’s my second moon celebration today, so as I reclined on my bouncing net (what else can I do?!), I started to recall what happened two moons ago…
I know Koko Collin gave a general report and public announcement about my arrival, but I guess my story wouldn’t be complete with me chronicling the finer details of what really happened on 26 Nov 2009…
I am what doctors would call a full-term baby, having obediently and patiently stayed inside Mama’s womb past the 40-week mark. On 22 Nov, the doc said if I still didn’t come out by the coming Thursday, Mama would be induced. Not sure what that word means but I felt Mama cringe everytime it was mentioned.
On 26 Nov, I felt hurried movements as Papa and Mama left the house very early in the morning to drop off Koko Collin at Mrs D’s house before taking me straight to the hospital. Probably there was less traffic in the morning.

Anyway, by8.15am, I could feel that Mama was already on the hospital bed. Only problem was that I was not ready to come out! About an hour later, the nurses inserted some stuff into Mama. Dunno if this is inducing or not, but I still felt OK inside.

Mama in good spirits and reading Marley & Me!
About another hour later, we all heard some woman screaming from the next room. She was the only other mother-to-be in the same ward that morning. It sounded scary, but all was good about 20 minutes later when the soothing cries of a baby was heard.

Around noon, the nurses started to insert some type of liquid into Mama. I wonder if this is inducing? Anyway, I could feel Mama starting to feel some pain. The doc also came in and said should be another few hours to wait. Papa quickly left at this point for a quick lunch as he sure didn’t want to miss his baby girl in action. Hee!
The pain became more apparent after 3.00pm and I also felt like coming out already. Our doc calmly walked in around 3.30pm and got Mama to position herself for my arrival. I lost track of time when the doc did a check and told Mama to push when she’s feels it.

...and I'm out! Hello World!
After one push, my head was already visible and ready to come out. Doc motioned for Mama to relax and allow me to sorta slide out on my own. Mama assisted by giving a slight second push and I was out!…The entire process was so fast…perhaps that’s why doctors seem to call it SVD - Speedy Version Delivery? I was crying too. Sigh. Thought I could hold back the tears. :-p

The doc's PCK boots...
After all the necessary clean-ups, weighings and measurings, we were all ushered off to to another ward where there was a nursery and stuff. There were two other babies in the nursery that day (both boys) and I was still the longest. Hee!

And there ends my tale of what happened that day. Sure, it’s no Hollywood drama but I’m glad I came out safely, Mama is OK and Papa….erm, even had time for lunch…

We are family!...