I gave birth to a baby boy named Yusuf on January 21st 2013. It was the most beautiful experience. The pain was excruciating at first but as soon as I heard his cry, all the pain was gone. My mum was right. The feeling is indescribable.
Unfortunately, Yusuf was unable to come back home with us. It turns out that he has lung infection and had to be brought to a hospital with equipment that can help him breathe. After making several phone calls, Yusuf's pediatrician was able to get Yusuf a place in HKL. He was rushed with an ambulance there at 2am in the morning. Shu followed him because I was still held back at the hospital.
Yusuf had tubes all over him. His oxygen intake was low. He couldn't even get 80% of oxygen into his body without the help of the machine. I spent the entire night crying. Shu did too. It was horrible because I was waiting for the nurses to bring Yusuf into the ward to be breastfed but instead he was taken further away. We didn't even get to hold him.
Before I was transferred into my room back in the labor room, the nurse brought Yusuf to me just for a kiss on the forehead and then he left.
Shu and I had been visiting him in the hospital everyday. Shu spends a lot of time at the hospital as I need to be confined at home. But I do go to the hospital still because I miss Yusuf and I want to spend time with him. I miss him every single day and I cry for him every night.
We've been praying for him and we just want him to be alright so that he can come home.
He's been recovering and his almost done with his antibiotics. I just want him to be ok :'(
