「做咩一個人喺度嘅?」Chester走到酒店陽台,把cocktail遞給Mavis,「成班姊妹捧住花球影緊相喎。」
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「今次有冇睇啱邊個呀?」Mavis接過酒杯,語帶嘲弄地問。相識多年,她很清楚Chester的風流,然而卻從來不覺得他下流。
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「個個戴晒口罩,個個睇落都靚,咁樣好危險。」Chester笑說,「你仲未答我問題。」
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「冇,想嚟唞啖氣啫。」Mavis收起了笑意。
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「唔係因為見到好朋友結婚,所以忽然恨嫁咁老土嘛?」
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「咁你去參加喪禮又會唔會好想死吖?」互相揶揄,是他們從中學年代開始的默契。
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「又真係好多人都話婚姻係愛情嘅墳墓。」Chester聳聳肩答道。
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Mavis的確很難想像Chester會有結婚的一日。這麼多年來,身邊所有朋友都問過Mavis同一個問題──點解你冇同Chester一齊?每次她都支吾以對,但其實答案是出於害怕。Chester是世界上令她最沒有把握的人,而她,是個完美主義者,從小就習慣對一切事情都有計劃,例如最遲32歲要生BB,但之前要有一年時間二人世界,所以30歲要結婚;結婚之前又至少要拍兩年拖了解清楚對方,因此28歲就要遇到合適的人等等。
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不過她的人生計劃,在29歲這年隨著男朋友的出軌而偏離了軌跡,她覺得自己這刻欠缺的不是目的地,而是指南針。
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「重記唔記得以前我哋一齊睇嗰套《四個婚禮一個葬禮》?」Mavis和Chester之所以如此合拍,是因為兩人都愛看電影。
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「記得,我睇完重走去學Hugh Grant剪咗個頭,俾你笑咗成個禮拜。」
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「He was my North, my South, my East and West,
My working week and my Sunday rest,
My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;
I thought that love would last forever. I was wrong.
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咁多年我都重記得Matthew喺喪禮度讀呢首Funeral Blues,搞到每次去人哋婚禮我都會諗起。」
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「咁唔老嚟?新娘子多得你唔少。」
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「佢真係好似嬲咗我呀。」Mavis苦笑。
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「Why?有你呢個萬能伴娘,Chloe多謝你都嚟唔切啦。」
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「你知我㗎啦,啲decoration擺邊、菜單食乜、幾點進場、幾時要落下個rundown,我全部都要跟足planning,但好衰唔衰啲staff樣樣嘢都有甩漏,搞到我好勞氣,Chloe頭先話我搞到成個場氣氛好繃緊。」Mavis委屈地說:「但我只係想佢可以有個完美嘅wedding啫……」
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「Mavis,唔係樣樣嘢都可以plan㗎,好多時就係因為有意外,所以先會有驚喜。」
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「例如呢?」
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「例如《黑殺令》咁吖,你記唔記得Leonardo有一場戲要發癲大力拍檯,點知佢激動得滯,俾裂咗嘅玻璃杯割損手係咁流血,本來劇本冇呢樣嘢,但佢繼續演落去,成手血反而令佢睇落更加似一個變態狂人,最後呢場戲就成為經典。」
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「咁又點吖,呢套戲佢最後咪又係攞唔到Oscar……」
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「你唔好下下都諗個結果先。咁唔講電影喇,譬如哥倫布都係因為蕩失路先至發現到新大陸,」Chester指著Mavis手上貼滿便利貼的rundown文件夾,「連memo紙都係因為個科學家原本想發明一種超強嘅黏合劑,不過失敗咗,反而整咗呢種易貼易撕嘅黏合劑出嚟,你呢啲control freak先有memo紙用咋!」
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「你喺英國咁耐就係學呢啲嘢呀?」Mavis沒好氣地說。
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Chester笑說:「畀我拋下書包都得啩?」
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兩人身後的陽台門被打開,Chloe有點尷尬地說:「Chester,可唔可以借Mavis畀我一陣?」
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Chester識趣地離開,又回到一眾女賓客身旁談笑風生。
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「Mavis,sorry呀,頭先我一時忟憎話咗你幾句,但我知道你真係幫咗我好多。」
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「傻啦,講呢啲。」Mavis伸手替Chloe整理有點鬆散的髮髻,「今日新娘大晒㗎嘛!」
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「其實呢,我同老公一早已經有共識,婚禮無論點樣計劃都會有甩漏,就好似我原本想要嘅dream wedding咁,最後都係因為疫情而好多嘢都要改要取消,最後只係搞到個cocktail party,但係我真係唔介意,因為最重要嘅,係同我結婚嗰個人。」
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「知喇知喇,唔好喺我呢啲單身狗面前放閃啦唔該。」
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Chloe循著Mavis的視線,瞥了一眼在人群中高出半個頭的Chester,「你知唔知原本我寄帖畀Chester嗰時佢話嚟唔到?但係佢聽到你分咗手,個死仔就即刻book機票喺英國飛返嚟,唔通你以為佢喺酒店戇居居隔離十幾日真係為咗我個婚禮呀?」
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如Chloe所說,婚禮一切從簡,夕陽還拖著長長的影子,賓客就已經陸續離開。Chester問:「我車埋你?」
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Mavis還是有點拿不定主意,「唔使啦,我要搞埋啲手尾,你行先啦。」
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Chester的表情不無失望,但他負責邀約,她負責拒絕,如同互相吐槽一樣,是他們多年之間的默契。
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Chester離開之後,Mavis呆望著工作人員把佈置拆除,心裡如同會場一樣空空蕩蕩。
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此時電話傳來訊息提示聲,是Chester:「Perfection is not just about control. It's also about letting go.」
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Mavis知道這是出自哪部電影,故事結局,女主角奮不顧身的一躍,是帶來了完美,還是帶來了毀滅,這種一線之差,Mavis不想再去計算再去拿捏。
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過分未雨綢繆,只不過是杞人憂天。沒有了指南針的旅人,就只需要聽從自己的心跳。
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Mavis奔跑到酒店大堂,一眼就看見Chester還在。
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「原來你講得啱呀,呢間酒店真係好多甩漏,等咗勁耐佢哋都未揸返架車出嚟畀我。」
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「咁反而要多謝佢哋喎,唔係我都冇順風車坐。」
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Chester有點愕然,但隨即就笑得像個收到聖誕禮物的孩子。
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職員終於把車駛到門前,Chester為Mavis打開車門,「想我送你返屋企?定有冇時間飲杯嘢先?」
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「冇所謂,」Mavis坐上副駕駛座,「去邊都可以。」
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故事靈感來自蔡健雅新歌《出走》,睇Tanya訪問話歌曲嘅創作理念係疫情爆發之後,成個世界好似慢咗落嚟,每個人都被困喺玻璃窗內,渴望出走,渴望接觸外面嘅世界,渴望同彼此連結。
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雖然呢個困局暫時未可以被打破,不過心靈自由人就自由,現實再多嘅束縛,都限制唔到我哋嘅意念出走。呢一刻,不如聽住《出走》,去一趟充滿未知嘅神遊:
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https://umhk.lnk.to/TanyaCZ_MV0F
同時也有8部Youtube影片,追蹤數超過0的網紅Mr. TAKUX,也在其Youtube影片中提到,今回は、実際に美容室を目指してる方に向けて、amonで働いているスタッフさんの生の声を拾うことで、職場の環境を伝える工夫をしました。 インタビューだけだと寂しいので、最初と最後にブランディング要素を組み込んで、長く見てもらえるように工夫もしてます。 【HP】amon:http://www.amono...
wedding staff 在 陳宇琛 Sam Chan Facebook 的最讚貼文
The awesome staff @mo_hkg took this photo for us but turned out to be a video🤣 Another incredible piece of memory to add on to the place we had our family dinner after our wedding registration 4 years ago.
Happy 4th Wedding Anniversary 🐰 Love you from head to toe & your beautiful soul 🥰😘😍
#celebrationoflove #blessedandgrateful #wifematerial #thursdayevening #dessertbae #anniversarycelebration #hkgirlstyle #camilledowntherabbithole #bestwife #loveyou #forever #lovefaithhope #stayyoung #staysafe #staypositive #stayhealthy #january #interview #allnatural #infinitylove #growoldtogether
#凍齡 #林佑蔚 #不老症 #陳宇琛
wedding staff 在 Daphne Iking Facebook 的最讚貼文
My sister, Michelle-Ann Iking's 3% chance of conceiving naturally was a success! Here's her story:
(My apologies as I've been overwhelmed with personal matters. I've only managed to get to my desk. So finally got around posting this).
This is the story behind my sister's pregnancy struggle and how she shared her journey over her Facebook page.
Because some may have not caught her LIVE session chat with me (https://www.facebook.com/daphneiking/videos/687743128744960/) , or read her lengthy post (as it's a private page);
she's allowed me to copy and paste it over my wall, in case you need to know more about her thought process on how AND why she focused on the 3% success probability. Read on.
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Posted 10th May 2020.
FB Credit: Michelle-Ann Iking
A week ago today I celebrated becoming a mother to our second, long awaited child.
Please forgive this mother's LONG (self-indulgent) post, journalling what this significant milestone has meant for her personally, for her own fallible memory's sake as well as maybe to share one day with her son.
If all you were wondering was whether I had delivered and if mum and bub are OK, please be assured the whole KkLM family are thriving tremendously, and continue scrolling right along your Newsfeed 😁.
OUR 3% MIRACLE
All babies are miracles... and none more so than our precious Kiaen Aaryan (pronounced KEY-n AR-yen), whose name derives from Sanskrit origins meaning:
Grace of God
Spiritual
Kind
Benevolent
...words espousing the gratitude Kishore and I feel for Kiaen's arrival as our "3% miracle".
He was conceived, naturally, after 3 years of Kishore and I hoping, praying and 'endeavoring'... and only couples for whom the objective switches from pure recreation to (elusive) procreation will understand how this is less fun than it sounds ...
3 years during which time we had consensus from 3 different doctors that we, particularly I (with my advancing age etc etc) had only a 3% chance of natural conception and that our best hope for a sibling for our firstborn, Lara Anoushka, was via IVF.
Lara herself was an 'intervention baby', being one of the 20% of babies successfully conceived through the less intrusive IUI process, after a year and a half of trying naturally and already being told then my age was a debilitating factor.
We had tried another round of IUI for her sibling in 2017 when Lara was a year old. And that time we fell into the ranks of the 80% of would-be parents for whom it would be an exercise in futility... who would go home, comfort each other as best they could, while individually masking their own personal disappointment... hoping for the best, 'the next time around'...
So the improbability ratio of 97% against natural conception of our second baby, as concurred by the combined opinion of 3 medical professionals, was a very real, very daunting figure for us to have to mentally deal with.
Deep, DEEP, down in my heart however, though I had many a day of doubt... I kept a core kernel of faith that somehow, I would again experience the privilege of pregnancy, and again, have a chance at childbirth.
And so, the optimist in me would tell myself, "Well, there have to be people who fall in the 3% bucket... why shouldn't WE be part of the 3%?"
Those who know me well, understand my belief in the Law of Attraction, the philosophy of focusing your mind only on what you want to attract, not on what you don't want, and so even as Kishore and I prepared to go into significant personal debt to attempt IVF in the 2nd half of 2019, I marshalled a last ditch effort to hone in on that 3% chance of natural conception... through research coming across fertility supplements that I ordered from the US and sent to a friend in Singapore to redirect to me because the supplier would not deliver to Malaysia.
I made us as a couple take the supplements in the 3 month 'priming period' in the lead up to the IVF procedure - preconditioning our bodies for optimum results, if you will.
At the same time, I had invested in a sophisticated fertility monitor, with probes and digital sensors for daily tracking of saliva and other unmentionable fluid samples, designed to pinpoint with chemical accuracy my state of fertility on any given day.
(UPDATE: For those interested - I obtained the supplements and Ovacue Fertility Monitor from https://www.fairhavenhealth.com/. Though I had my supplies delivered to a friend in Singapore, and redirected to me here since the US site does not deliver to Malaysia, there are local distributors for these products, you will just have to research the trustworthiness of the vendors yourself...)
I had set an intention - in the 3 months of pre-IVF priming, I would consume what seemed like a pharmacy's worth of supplements, and track fertility religiously... in hopes that somehow, within the 3 month priming period, we would conceive naturally and potentially save ourselves a down payment on a new property... and this was just a projection on financial costs of IVF, not even considering the physical, emotional and mental toll it involves, with no guarantee of a baby at the end of it all...
It was a continuation of an intention embedded even with my first pregnancy, where all the big ticket baby items were consciously purchased for use by a future sibling, in gender neutral colours, in hopes that sibling would be a brother "for a balanced pair", though of course any healthy child would be a welcome blessing.
It was a very conscious determination to always skew my thoughts in service of what the end objective was. For example, when 3+year old Lara would innocently express impatience at not yet having a sibling, at one point suggesting that since we were "taking too long to give her a baby brother/sister", perhaps we should just "go buy a baby from a shop", instead of getting defensive or berating the baby that she herself was, we enlisted Lara's help to pray for her sibling... so in any place of worship, or sacred ground of any kind that we passed thereon, Lara would stop, close her eyes, bow her small head and place her tiny hands together in prayer, reciting earnestly, "Please God, please give me a baby brother or baby sister."
After months and months of watching Lara do this, in the constancy of her childlike chant, Kishore started feeling the pressure of possibly disappointing Lara if her prayer was not answered. Whereas for me, Lara's recitation of her simple wish became like a strengthening mantra, our collective intention imbued with greater power with each repetition, and the goal of a sibling kept very much in the forefront of our minds (hence our calling Lara our 'project manager' in this endeavour).
And somehow in the 2nd month of that 3 month period, a positive + sign appeared on one of the home pregnancy tests I had grown accustomed to taking - my version of the lottery tickets others keep buying in hopes of hitting the jackpot, with all the cyclical anticipation and more often than not, disappointment, that entails...
This time however I was not disappointed.
With God's Grace, (hence 'Kiaen', a variation of 'Kiaan' which means 'Grace of God'), my focus on our joining the ranks of the 3% had materialised.
It seems poetic then, that Kiaen chose to make his appearance on the 3rd May, ironically the same date that his paternal great-grandfather departed this world for the next... such that in the combined words of Kishore and his father Kai Vello Suppiah,
"The 1st generation Suppiah left on 3rd May and the 4th generation Suppiah arrived on 3rd May after 41yrs...
One leaves, another comes, the legacy lives on..."
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KIAEN AARYAN SUPPIAH'S BIRTH STORY
On Sunday 3rd May, I was 40 weeks and 5 days pregnant.
The baby was, in my mind, very UN-fashionably late past his due date of 29th April, so as much as I had willed and 'manifested' the privilege of pregnancy, to say I was keen to be done with it all was an understatement.
In the weeks leading to up to my full term, I had experienced increasingly intense Braxton-Hicks 'practice contractions' - annoying for me for the discomfort involved, stressful for Kishore who was on tenterhooks with the false alarms, on constant alert for when we would actually need to leave home for the hospital.
Having become a Hypnobirthing student and advocate from my first pregnancy with Lara, and thus being equipped with
(1) a lack of fear about childbirth in general and
(2) a basic understanding of how all the sensations I would experience fit into the big picture of my body bringing our baby closer to us,
I was less stressed - content to wait for the baby to be "fully cooked" and come out whenever he was ready... though I wouldn't have minded at all if the cooking time ended sooner, rather than later.
With Lara, I had been somewhat 'forced' into an induced labour, even though she was not yet due, and that had resulted in a 5 DAY LABOUR, a Birth Story for another post, so I was not inclined to chemically induce labour, even though I was assured that for second time mothers, it would be 'much faster and easier'...
That morning, I had a hunch *maybe* that day was the day, because in contrast to previous weeks' sensations of tightening, pressure and even spasms that were concentrated in the front of my abdomen and occasionally shot through my sides and legs, I felt period - like cramping in my lower back which I had not felt before throughout the pregnancy.
It was about 8am in the morning then, and my 'surges' were still relatively mild ('surges' being Hypnobirthing - speak for 'contractions', designed to frame them with the more positive connotations needed to counteract common language in which childbirth is presented as something that is unequivocally painful and traumatic, instead of the miraculous, powerful and natural phenomenon it actually is).
I recall (masochistically?) entertaining the thought of opting NOT to have an epidural JUST TO SEE WHAT IT WOULD BE LIKE...
I figured this would be the last time I would be pregnant and so it would be my 'last chance' to experience 'drug free labour' which, apart from the health benefits for baby and mother, might be *interesting* in a way that people who are curious about what getting a tattoo and skydiving and bungee jumping are like, might find these *interesting*...even knowing there will be pain and risk involved...
Since I have tried tattoos and skydiving (unfortunately not being able to squeeze in bungee-jumping while my life was purely my own to risk at no dependents' possible detriment) a similar curiousity about a no-epidural labour was on my mind...
In the absence of other signs of the onset of labour (like 'bloody show' or my waters breaking), I wanted to wait until the surges were coming every few minutes before we actually left the house for the hospital, not wanting to be one of those couples who rushed in too early and had interminable waits for the next stage in unfamiliar, clinical surroundings and/or were made to go home in an anti-climatic manner.
I was even calm enough through my surges to have the presence of mind to wash and blowdry my hair, knowing if I did deliver soon I would not be allowed this luxury for a while.
Around 9am I asked Kishore to prep for Lara and himself to be dressed and breakfasted so we could head to hospital soon, while I sent messages to family members on both sides informing them 'today might be the day.'
My mother, who had briefly served as a midwife before going back into general nursing and then becoming a nursing tutor, prophetically stated that if what I was experiencing was true labour, "the baby would be out by noon".
The pace in which my surges grew closer together was surprisingly quicker than I expected; and while I asked Lara to "Hurry up with breakfast" with only a tad more urgency than we normally tell her to do, little Missy being prone to dilly-dallying at meals, I probably freaked Kishore out when about 930am onwards, I had to instinctively get on my hands and knees a couple of times, eyes closed, trying to practice the Hypnobirthing breathing techniques I had revised to help along the process of my body birthing our child into the world.
I recall him saying a bit frantically as I knelt at our front door, doubled over as he waited for Lara to complete something or other, "Lara hurry up! Can't you see Mama is in so much pain and you are taking your own sweet time??!!"
SIDETRACK: Just the night before, Lara and I had watched a TV show in which a woman gave birth with the usual histrionics accompanying pop culture depictions of labour.
Lara watched the scene, transfixed.
I told her, simply and matter-of-factly, "That's what Mama has to do to get baby brother out Lara, and that's what I had to do for you also."
In most of interactions with my daughter, I have sought to equip her to face life's situations with calmness, truthful common sense, and ideally a minimum of drama.
Those who know the dramatic diva that Lara can be will know that this is a work-in-progress, but her response to me that night showed me some of my 'teachings' were sinking in:
She looked at me unfazed, "But Mama," she said. "You won't cry and scream like that lady, right? You will be BRAVE and stay calm, right?"
#nopressure.
So as we prepped to leave for the hospital I did indeed attempt to be that role model of calm for her, asking her only for her help in keeping very quiet,
"Because Mama needs to focus on bringing baby brother out and she needs quiet to concentrate...".
As we left the house at 10.11am, I texted Kishore's sister Geetha to please prep to pick up Lara from the hospital, and was grateful Kishore had the foresight to ask our gynae to prepare a letter for Geetha to show any police roadblocks between my in-laws' home in Subang Jaya and the hospital in Bangsar, this all happening under the Movement Control Order (MCO).
To Lara's credit, in the journey over to the hospital, she - probably sensing the gravity of the situation, sat very quietly in her seat at the back, and the silence was punctuated only by my occasional deep intakes of breath and some variation of my Ohmmm-like moans when the sensations were at their height.
By the time we got to Pantai Hospital at around 10.30am, my surges were strong enough I requested a wheelchair to assist me in getting to the labour ward, as I did not trust my own legs to support me... and Kishore would have to wait until Geetha had arrived to take Lara back to my in-laws' house before he himself could go up.
I slumped in the wheelchair and was wheeled up to the labour room with my eyes closed the whole time, trying to handle my surges.
I didn't even look up to see the attendant who pushed me... but did make the effort to thank him sincerely when he handed me over, with what seemed like a palpable sense of relief on his part, to the labour ward nurses.
The nurse attending me at Pantai was calm, steady and efficient. I answered some questions and changed into my labour gown while waiting for Kishore to come up, all the while managing the increasingly intense surges with my rusty Hypnobirthing breathing techniques.
By the time Kishore joined me at around 11am (I know these timings based on the timestamps of the 'WhatsApp live feed' of messages Kishore sent to his family), I was asking the nurse on duty, "How soon can I get an epidural??" thinking what crazy woman thought she could do this without drugs???!!!
The nurse checked my cervix dilation, I saw her bloodied glove indicating my mucous plug had dislodged, and she told me, "Well you are already at 7cm (which, for the uninitiated, is 70% of the way to the 10cm dilation needed for birthing), you are really doing well, if you made it this far without any drugs, if can you try and manage without it... I suspect within 2 hours or less you will deliver your baby and since it will take about that time for the anaesthesiologist to be called, epidural to be administered and kick in... it might all be for nothing... but of course the decision is completely up to you... "
So there I was, super torn, should I risk the sensations becoming worse... or risk the epidural becoming a waste?? And of course I was trying to decide this as my labour surges were coming at me stronger and stronger...
I was in such a dilemma...because as a 'recovering approval junkie' there was also a silly element of approval-seeking involved, ("The nurse thinks I can do this without drugs... maybe I CAN do this without drugs... Yay me!") mixed with that element of curiosity I mentioned earlier ("What if I actually CAN do this without drugs... plenty of other women have done it all over the world since time immemorial.. no big deal, how bad can it be...??") so then I thought I would use the financial aspect to be the 'tiebreaker' in my decision making...
I asked the nurse how much an epidural would cost and when she replied "Around MYR1.5k", I still remember Kishore's incredulous face as I asked the question, i.e."Seriously babe, you are gonna think about money right now? If you need the epidural TAKE IT, don't worry about the money!!!"... and while we are not rich by any stretch of the imagination, thankfully RM1.5k is not a quantum that made me swing towards a decision to "better save the money"...
So in the end, I guess my curiosity won out, and I turned down the epidural "just to see what it would be like and if I had it in me" (in addition of course to avoiding the side effects of any drugs introduced into my and the baby's body).
My labour occuring in the time of coronavirus, it was protocol for me to have a COVID19 test done, so the medical staff could apply the necessary precautions. I had heard from a friend Sharon Ruba that the test procedure was uncomfortable, so when the nurse came with the test kit as I was starting another surge, I asked, "Please can I just finish this surge before I do the test?" as I really didn't think I could multitask tackling multiple uncomfortable sensations in one go.
The COVID19 test involved what felt like a looong, skinny cotton bud being inserted into one nostril... I definitely felt more than a tickle as it went in and up, being told to take deep breaths by the nurse. Then she asked me to "Try to swallow" and I felt it go into my nasal cavities where I didn't think anything could go any further, but was proven wrong when she asked me to swallow again and the swab was probed even deeper. Then she warned me there would be some slight discomfort as she prepared to collect a sample... but at that point all I could think about was:
(i) I really don't have much of a choice
(ii) please let this be over before my next surge kicks in
(iii) if all the people breaking the MCO rules knew what it feels like to do this test maybe they won't put themselves at risk of the need to perform one...
In full disclosure as I was transferred into the actual delivery room at some point after 11am, another nurse offered me 'laughing gas' to ostensibly take some of the edge off... I took the self-operated breathing nozzle passed to me but don't recall it making any difference to my sensations..so didn't use it much as it seemed pretty pointless.
I recall some measure of relief when I heard my gynae Dr. Paul entering the room, greeting Kishore and me, and telling us it was going well and it wouldn't be long now and he would see us again shortly.
From my previous labour with Lara I knew the midwives pretty much take you 90% of the way through the labour and when the Dr is called in you are really at the home stretch, so was very relieved to hear his voice though knowing he would leave and come back later meant it wasn't quite over yet.
I do remember realising when I had crossed the Thinning and Opening Phase of labour to the Birthing Phase, by the change in sensations... it is still amazing to me that as the Hypnobirthing book mentioned, having this knowledge I was instinctively able to switch breathing techniques for the next stage of labour .
Was my opting against epidural the right choice for me?
Overall? Yes.
Don't get me wrong.
I *almost* regretted the decision several times during active labour... especially when I felt my body being taken over by an overwhelming compulsion to push that did not seem conscious and was accompanied by involuntary gutteral moans where I literally just thought to myself, "I surrender, God do with me what you will..." (super dramatic I know but VERY real at the time...).
I think I experienced 3-4 such natural explusive reflexes (?), rhythmically pushing the baby down the birth path, one of which was accompanied by what felt like a swoosh of water coming out of a hose with a diameter the size of a golf ball... this was when I realised my water had finally broken...
The nurses kept instructing me to do different things, to keep breathing, to move to my side, then to move to the middle, to raise my feet... and when I didn't comply, Kishore (who was with me throughout both my labours) tried to help them by repeating the instructions prefaced with "Sayang..." but I basically ignored all the intructions because I felt I had no capacity to direct any part of my body to do anything and someone else would have to physically manoeuvre that body part themselves.
When I heard Dr. Paul's voice again and the flurry of commotion surrounding his presence, I knew the time was close... and when I heard the nurse say to Kishore, "Sir, these are your gloves, for when you cut the baby's cord", it was music to my ears...
I'm very, VERY grateful Kiaen slid out after maybe the 4th of those involuntary pushes... the wave of RELIEF when he came out so quickly... it still boggles my mind that my mother was essentially right and as his birth time was 12.02pm, it was *only* about 1.5 hours between our arrival at the hospital and his arrival into the world.
Kiaen was placed on my chest for skin to skin bonding and remained there for a considerable time.
For our short stay in the hospital he would be with us in my maternity ward number C327... another trivially serendipitous sign for me because he was born on the 3rd (May) and our wedding anniversary is 27th (July).
I was discharged the following day 4th May at about 5.30pm, after I got an all clear on COVID19 and a paediatric surgeon did a small procedure on Kiaen to address a tongue-tie that would affect his breastfeeding latch... making the entire duration of our stay about 31 hours.
I have taken the time and effort to record all this down so that whenever life's challenges threaten to get me down I can remind myself, "Ignore the 97% failure probability, focus on the 3% success probability".
Also that the human condition is miraculous and it is such a privilege to experience it.
To our son Kiaen Aaryan, thank you for coming into our lives and choosing us as your parents.
Even though Papa and I are both zombies trying to settle into a night time feeding routine with you, I look forward to spending not only all future Mother's Days, but every day, with you and your Akka...
And last but not least, to my husband Kishore...without whom none of this would be possible - we did it sayang, I love you ❤️
Photo credit: Stayhome session with Samantha Yong Photography (http://samanthayong.com/)
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今回は、実際に美容室を目指してる方に向けて、amonで働いているスタッフさんの生の声を拾うことで、職場の環境を伝える工夫をしました。
インタビューだけだと寂しいので、最初と最後にブランディング要素を組み込んで、長く見てもらえるように工夫もしてます。
【HP】amon:http://www.amonoma.com/
This time, for those who are actually aiming for a beauty salon, we devised a way to convey the working environment by picking up the live voices of the staff working at amon.
I'm lonely if it's just an interview, so I've incorporated branding elements at the beginning and end to make it look longer.
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#PenangHokkien #MC02
::: MOVEMENT CONTROL ORDER (MCO 2.0) :::
STATES: Penang, Selangor, Kuala Lumpur, Putrajaya, Labuan, Melaka, Johor, and Sabah
DURATION:
14 days from 13 January 2021 (12.01am) until 26th January 2021
Restrictions:
•No interstate and interdistrict travels.
•No social gatherings, such as weddings, wedding receptions, conferences, religious processions (including Thaipusam), meetings, seminars, courses, and group sport activities.
•Roadblocks will be mounted; movements limited to 10km radius to people in a vehicle.
•Only two people per household allowed to head out to purchase groceries at nearby supermarkets or grocery stores.
•Only two people allowed per vehicle
•Anyone who violates these rulings will be subjected to a maximum fine of RM1,000 under the Prevention and Control of Infectious Diseases Act 1988 (Act 342)
•Only 5 essential economic sectors allowed to operate: manufacturing; construction; service; trade and distribution; and plantations and commodities.
•Only 30 per cent of workers within a company’s management group are allowed to go in to office; employers to determine number of employees permitted in office at any one time (taking into consideration standard operating procedures compliance)
•Ensure total adherence to SOP, observe physical distancing at all times.
•Non-essential services staff to work from home; employers must comply with this ruling.
•Eateries and hawker stalls may operate but only take-aways allowed.
•Food delivery serviced allowed.
•Supermarkets, healthcare services (including clinics, hospitals and pharmacies), banks allowed to operate with strict SOP compliance: always wear masks ; use hand sanitisers frequently; observe physical distancing at all times.
•Stay at home if there is no immediate or urgent need to head out.
STUDENTS: Candidates due to sit for SPM in 2020 and 2021 are allowed to attend school with strict SOP. Education Ministry will detail this SOP.
RELIGIOUS ACTIVITIES: Only a maximum of 5 mosque/houses of worship committee members allowed at these premises.
RECREATIONAL ACTIVITIES:
•Outdoor recreational activities allowed among people within same household.
•Individuals must keep 2m-distance at all times.
•No more than 2 people allowed to jog at any one time.
•Cycling not allowed in groups; only one person allowed.
::: CONDITIONAL MOVEMENT CONTROL ORDER (CMCO) :::
STATES: Pahang, Perak, Negri Sembilan, Kedah, Terengganu and Kelantan
DURATION: 14 days from Jan 13 (12.01am) to Jan 26
Restrictions:
•No interstate travels.
•No social gatherings, such as weddings, wedding receptions, conferences, religious processions (including Thaipusam), meetings, seminars, courses, and group sport activities.
RELIGIOUS ACTIVITIES: Allowed with the minimum number of attendees stipulated in the SOP to ensure physical distancing. State religious authorities are advised to provide appropriate guideline in determining the number of attendees allowed.
::: RECOVERY MOVEMENT CONTROL ORDER (RMCO) :::
STATES: Perlis and Sarawak
DURATIONS: 14 days from Jan 13 (12.01am) to Jan 26
Restrictions:
•No interstate travels. Social gatherings allowed, provided in full compliance of the standard operating procedures.
RELIGIOUS ACTIVITIES: Allowed with the minimum number of attendees stipulated in the SOP to ensure physical distancing. State religious authorities are advised to provide appropriate guideline in determining the number of attendees allowed.
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•Mounted at all district and state borders
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23:20 - What colour would Nina wear on her wedding
24:50 - What are the steps of Traditional weddings that Nina would want to take up
28:18 - How many people would Nina and Sylvia want to invite to her wedding?
35:09 - Dream wedding location
36:54 - Door gifts
39:55 - Who would we pick as our maid-of-honour?
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