The Strength of a Mother
I love going back to Malaysia. It’s only there I feel my soul at peace and at ease.
Every single trip, I learnt something or try something different. And this time it was no different. I witness a miracle. A miracle that completely took my breath away and left me in awe. It was magical and indeed overwhelming.
I clearly remember rushing over to the kandang kambing when there was news that one of the kambings was giving birth to its first baby. The kambing was outside the kandang, standing in the sun and was near the wall. Her stomach was so huge, her birth hole was expanding and it looked so red and swollen. Every five minutes, the contractions came and you could see her breathing in pain. And despite her pain, she managed to walk slowly to the shade. After a while, when the pain got too much for her, she laid still on the ground breathing hard. The small translucent balloon that was coming out from her birth hole became bigger. It got so big that it suddenly burst and two legs could be seen popping out. My relatives got over; one held the head and massages the kambing stomach and the other was pulling the baby legs to get it out. The kambing was making noises, noises I have never heard a kambing made before. For a moment I feared for the baby’s safety because the legs were coming out first and not the head. For humans if the legs came out first, most of the time, a caesarian section has to be done for fear that the baby might drowned. I muttered a prayer for the baby and hoped that the mother would push harder. Soon I saw the face coming out and before long the baby was out. It was actually the forelegs and not the legs that came out first, meaning that it was a natural birth for a kambing. The baby was a male and it was bigger than I expected. Call it the strength of a mother because right after she gave birth to her baby, she was up cleaning her baby and making sure that her baby is safe. It took a while before the baby was on four legs.
Childbirth is never easy. The entire situation made me think about the amount of pain every single mother had to go through just to give birth and to mould us to the person we are today. Every single pain, sacrifices, support and love she gave, everything was done with us in mind. But yet sometimes, we as children failed to understand her and take her for granted.
Before this, I have never doubted childbirth is not easy. However, it is never until you see right before your very eyes then will you realize how painful it is. It may be just a kambing to some people but what I saw was more than just a kambing. It was the power and strength of a mother. Till then..Tkc ppl..
-haRYANa-
Every single trip, I learnt something or try something different. And this time it was no different. I witness a miracle. A miracle that completely took my breath away and left me in awe. It was magical and indeed overwhelming.
I clearly remember rushing over to the kandang kambing when there was news that one of the kambings was giving birth to its first baby. The kambing was outside the kandang, standing in the sun and was near the wall. Her stomach was so huge, her birth hole was expanding and it looked so red and swollen. Every five minutes, the contractions came and you could see her breathing in pain. And despite her pain, she managed to walk slowly to the shade. After a while, when the pain got too much for her, she laid still on the ground breathing hard. The small translucent balloon that was coming out from her birth hole became bigger. It got so big that it suddenly burst and two legs could be seen popping out. My relatives got over; one held the head and massages the kambing stomach and the other was pulling the baby legs to get it out. The kambing was making noises, noises I have never heard a kambing made before. For a moment I feared for the baby’s safety because the legs were coming out first and not the head. For humans if the legs came out first, most of the time, a caesarian section has to be done for fear that the baby might drowned. I muttered a prayer for the baby and hoped that the mother would push harder. Soon I saw the face coming out and before long the baby was out. It was actually the forelegs and not the legs that came out first, meaning that it was a natural birth for a kambing. The baby was a male and it was bigger than I expected. Call it the strength of a mother because right after she gave birth to her baby, she was up cleaning her baby and making sure that her baby is safe. It took a while before the baby was on four legs.
Childbirth is never easy. The entire situation made me think about the amount of pain every single mother had to go through just to give birth and to mould us to the person we are today. Every single pain, sacrifices, support and love she gave, everything was done with us in mind. But yet sometimes, we as children failed to understand her and take her for granted.
Before this, I have never doubted childbirth is not easy. However, it is never until you see right before your very eyes then will you realize how painful it is. It may be just a kambing to some people but what I saw was more than just a kambing. It was the power and strength of a mother. Till then..Tkc ppl..
-haRYANa-
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