Happy is as Happy does

It’s the end of the year again. For as long as I can remember, I love year ends. Since I was a young girl, I remember having my father around for the whole December each year. He purposely cleared his Annual Leave throughout the whole of December, and that makes it a family ritual, where we would have our father all to ourselves during the year end. The memory of the following year’s preparation for a new school term would linger around my father’s active presence and participation in the whole process.

Well, this year’s December seem to be much more meaningful to me. Why? Because, after three false alarms – where right after the first one, had forced my hubby to rush home immediately from Lagos; after two solid weeks of Medical Leave with the strict instruction to stay in bed and after numerous episodes of contractions, I had successfully given birth to another baby boy on Friday, the 26th, at 5.55 pm, with the help of my new best friend, the epidural. (Thank you to the fellow who invented epidural!) Although he is 25 days early, he is healthy.

Yeap, you read it right…it’s a boy again! He..he.. (Guess the strong male gene runs in the family!) So, that makes him the seventh grandson in a row for my mum!!! Well, here he is….

This is my sixth day of confinement and so far, it has been quite an experience, considering that I had long forgotten how the birthing process should have been. With the latest products for confinement mums, I am so grateful that confinement nowadays is a more pleasant experience. This time, although I still religiously follow my family’s traditions of confinement ‘ritual’, I am open to adopt modern and medically recommended products to be blended with the traditional ways.

Anyway, wishing all a Happy New Year and May Next Year Be A Better One Than This Year.