ok fine, what i am about to say is not as dramatic as if i'm explaining my last will and testament of who's gonna be taking care of my babies and who's gonna handle my debts. on second thought, maybe i should write a will before i schedule a delivery date, right? ok, will get to that soon. ish.
this is actually more of a warning. a warning i'd appreciate greatly if people heed. if they don't, they probably have never known about this blog but i will still hold it against them. this is for friends and family (direct and distant) and yes, even neighbours and mom's friends (probably).
my wish for this delivery is to not have visitors (except for my immediate family) at the clinic post-delivery. if we're scheduled for c-sect then i might have to stay for a couple of days and even then, i do not want any visitors, other than my immediate family members (i.e husband, arwen, mom & brothers). it's because i'll probably be at my worst and most uncomfortable to entertain any guests with all the questions. it was really awkward for me when i just had Arwen and my uncle was there when i was about to try to breastfeed. i mean I was already really uncomfortable and in a lot of pain and bleeding and very tired to begin with, i was in a diaper for god's sake. and had to manouver into weird positions to try to breastfeed without exposing my knick-knacks to the world. it's because i've gone through that and know what it feels like that I never visit any of my friends who've just given birth. i have visited a few when i was single but that's because i don't know any better. and i am truly sorry for that.
also, i will forbid (if i can help it) for anyone to come and visit me at home at night during the early weeks post-partum. i have gone through it with Arwen and almost had a meroyan breakdown because she was colic and cranky. i've had friends who came to visit after work which in agency slang, after 9pm, and they hung around until it was really late. Arwen decided not to sleep at all but cry the whole night after their visit and i was just this close to throwing her out the window of a moving car if i was in a moving car, which i was not, thank god.
and then, after sending my brother out to warn some neighbouring kids to stop playing with their fire crackers so close to my window (because it was during Ramadhan that i was pantang with Arwen), an Aunt decided to come visit at 11PM and stuck around chit-chatting with my parents and waited until 1:00 FUCKING AM to come upstairs into my room while the baby was finally asleep to poke her and lift her and tried to wake her up because she's an evil witch and hearing a newborn cry will somehow magically make her thin and beautiful. some people just wanna watch your world burn.
so yeah, seriously, i will try to do things differently this time around. it's at least one thing that i will have some semblance of control over. i will lock the door to my room if i know that Aunt is around at godforsaken hours again, and tell my mom not to send anyone upstairs past maghrib.
i'm not being a snob, i'm just preserving my sanity. thankyouverymuch.
1 comment:
I did the same thing when i had arya too. Exercised more control and to hell with what ppl thought abt the whole diva behaviour. And when i was actually wheelchair bound for the first month i also got ppl to do things for me without shame. It was worth it, the whole total rest thing. With my first i was so segan to ask for help/tell ppl off, the pantang period became so stressful.
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