The Arrival Of Quinsavelle

Welcome my third princess, Quinsavelle Oh.

AWWWWW, isn't she adorable. I know I've been missing for quite awhile, But part of me decided to blog about the arrival of my lil velle! So those who have been following me on instagram or even facebook knew that I'm happily married now, and that explain the arrival of my lil velle. 

So on 17 Jan, was the day she was out from my big tummy. Same as both Jensabella and Vensabell, it was a cesarean section. I choose to be awake by taking the epidural as I seriously didn't wish to miss out her first cry, cause I missed for both my princess, so this time I tell myself I got to endure the process, which I manage to pull through. 

I have to say that this wasn't a easy one, honestly not, there's fear in me, there's phobia in me, as well as excitement in me, the mixture of feeling make me really confuse on that day, while waiting to be pushed in to the operation room, both me and husband were playing Mobile Legend, (LOL) trying to cool down my fear, and finally when I was called in. The excitement came, but the fear too. Was feeling nervous at this point of time when they were pushing me over to operation room, because my husband wasn't allow in yet, so I am all alone inside the operation room, with all the nurses and doctor. They were really nice there, trying to cool me down. 

What's pain the most I believe was the epidural jab, whoever take it before knew that the pain was really unbearable actually. The sudden shock that goes down your spine. It has always been a phobia for me, but yes I did it again, and finally I was lying down facing the surgery light looking at it while waiting for husband to come in to tell me everything's gonna be alright. 

And after putting all the drip on my hand, all the whatever they need to do is done, finally my husband arrived in to the operation room, seating beside me holding my hand keeping me warm. I feel safer with him around, and I kept telling myself be brave and pull it through. The feeling to be awake while your body been cut open is something really fearful honestly. 11.30PAM was my surgery, and yes Quinsavelle arrive at 11.47AM. I survived the process I heard her first cry and I manage to carry her and even took a photo with her before my husband was been called out while me left alone to be stitched again. 

here's the first family photo we have. 

I know I look like almost dying actually. the dizziness I've the weakness in my body. I felt like I am almost fainting actually. But it was really a great experience especially when I've a supportive husband. 

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So finally I'm all done I thought I could be moved to ward soon after my numbness went off, but NO. there's no bed available at that point of time, so I can't see my baby, I can't see my husband and I have to stay in recovery ward for the whole fcuking 3hours before I was been pushed to the ward. So stayed in NUH a good 4day, thanks hubby for visiting me every single day without fail. He will drop by in the early morning to keep me accompany despite being tired, even if is coming over just to see me sleeping for hours. I am grateful I've you.  

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I would also want to thanks our lovely Mobile Legend Clique that actualyl came down to visit me and giving me a lovely hamper as well as a red packet. You guy's really are great to be around with! Not forgetting husband boss, who actually deliver a hamper over knowing I've give birth too. Really thankful for those who make an effort to drop by and passing me tonic as well as gift. XOXO.

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Have you all wonder how cesarean scar looked like? I actually snapped a photo of it, it's gross painful, that's the first dressing I've right after my operation and  yes, that's how much blood, and pain I've to endure for the next one month. 

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Shall end my blog here! Look at how tired my husband is when we're back home, cause he have to take care of lilvelle and me which is not easy! Thank you papa, I love you <3

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On my wedding day, last year #throwback! One of my favorite photo!