Peeking Inside (Part 2)

Hey, Pearl.

Finally we saw you. Yes, now your father was available to company me to see you. We were so happy we could cry. Lying on the bed, as usual the nurse smeared ultrasound gel all over my tummy, then the ob-gyn put the transducer upon it. I started seeing the picture, then I asked him, “Doc, tell me the progress.” He said, “Look! Your baby is doing so fine. The baby’s healthy and grows fabulously.” He enlarged the picture so I can see the baby clearly. Then I spotted long neat bones. I posed a question, “Is that spine?” “Yes, indeed,” he replied. Then he moved the cursor showing me another part of the baby. “These are legs, hands, and head. The baby grows well.”  Subhanallah. All I saw was jaw-dropping. The beautiful creature is growing inside my tummy.

Our beloved 16-week-1-day baby

Studying the picture, I wondered about the baby's position. It's totally different from the previous USG image.  "What are you doing, Pearl? Doing acrobatics in there? You look like doing "sujud" or something.  Hehehe.... Whatever your position is, I hope you're always healthy and strong. May Alloh protect you, Pearl. Anyway, the ob-gyn told me that we'll probably welcome you by February 2, 2015. Insya Allah."  Aaaaand you're gonna be my most precious birthday gift." Alhamdulillah :)

We'll peek at you again on September 16, 2014

Ayah and Ibu already love you. :)

Peeking Inside (Part 1)

Dear My Pearl,

You’ve been 3 months in my tummy. During that time, I keep worrying about you. No matter how light the cramp or pinch I feel inside my tummy, big worry hits me. Every minute and second, I pray to Allah SWT for your wellness and greatness. Sometimes, it calms me down. Sometimes, it’s never enough, I want to do something more. I always want to peek inside my womb, wondering whether you’re okay or need something. All I can do is staring at your 11-week-ultrasonography photo on my desk, hugging it on my chest and saying “Sehat ya, Nak. Can’t wait to see you. :) ”. 

Our beloved 11-week- baby

Your father keeps telling me that you're doing so fine down there. He'll whisper great wishes on my tummy, hoping that you've already been able to hear. He's been a great man for us.

Pearl, I guess we’ll always be worried for you for the rest of our life. We can only try our best and pray. Allah SWT will protect and take care of you better than us. No doubt.

Pearl, Ayah and Ibu already love you.  :)