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See this nappy hair? You can credit that to my 3 month old. =) Continue reading →

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A C-section has always been a very scary thing for me. The unease of one has been planted in my mind from watching one of the strongest people I know, undergo the surgery and then recover from it. It was by no means easy. Through her experience, I’ve acquired the fear and carried it with me from before I got married.

Finding out I had to go through the same traumatized me in the moment like nothing I had ever felt before. Go figure – the surgery entails the doctor cutting through 7 layers, removing your insides to get to your uterus, then cutting that open, to pull out a baby – all while you’re awake. =/ Continue reading →

It’s now 4pm. It’s been 4 hours since I’ve started the oxytocin. I was told that after 9 counts – I should be in full fledged labour. SPOILER ALERT: I ended up with 92 counts by the end.

Whatever I was experiencing, was manageable. My brothers and sisters in law came by. They brought food – I had some soup and snuck in a bite of a bagel. No solids allowed when you’re on oxytocin due to the threat of choking – or something like that.  Continue reading →

I’m writing part 2 from bed. Its 2:15pm and I’m currently pumping. Raaya is alone with her Daadi today. Burhan and I are the only ones who watch her but his mom has been in LA for the last month and a half so we thought we’d give the two of them some bonding time.

Anyways – lets get right into it.

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Today marks day 71 since I became a mom.

Sunday December 18, 2016, 4:03pm – my perfect baby girl, Raaya Nooreen Ehsan, made her entrance into the world. Coming in 2.5, almost 3 weeks early – every step of the journey surprised me and was nothing I could prepare for.

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I’m up. 3AM. Haven’t done a blog post in a bit so I thought why not do one now as I am so sick and tired (literally) of trying to spend my life falling asleep. So if things (like my outfit) don’t make sense, my apologies. I put this together knowing it doesn’t look amazing but when you’re pregnant, you’re desperate to wear anything that just fits. Continue reading →