關於 take down the post meaning ，我們在網路上蒐集到這些相關的討論、資訊與評價

【Hello Hater】@鬼才做音樂 2021 Ghosician

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Uhh Hello Hater
啊 哈嘍 黑特

Uhh Mother Fxcker
啊 馬德法克

我又來了 (我又來了)
I am here again (I am here again)

我又來了 (我又來了)
I am here again (I am here again)

我又來了來了來了來!
I am here again, again!

我就是教壞囜仔大細 (幹)
I am the bad influencer to the multitudes (Fxck)

袂爽來找恁爸 (來)
If you are upset, come to me (Come)

假的帳號 到處留言
Using fake accounts to leave comments around

面對面陰莖縮進裡面 (咻)
Dick recoils while face to face (Aahs)

我教壞囜仔大細 (吶)
I will influence the multitudes negatively (Nah)

袂爽來找恁爸 (來)
If you are upset, come to me (Come)

確診陽痿 存一支嘴
Impotency leaves you with only a mouth to talk

幹恁阿公ㄟ踹共!
Fxck You, come and face me directly

踹! 呸!
Show up your face!

你頭腦裝洨
Your brain is filled up with semen

眼睛髒看東西都黑掉
Everything looks black in foul eyes

天生雞雞太小 薪水太少
Born with tiny dick, drawing a little salary

只能用鍵盤來高潮
Orgasm only via keyboard

因為想法跟你的不同
As my view is different from yours

所以才能夠比你成功
Therefore I attain greater success than you

看到社會不公 袂爽就講
I would voice up against injustice

你只能跪拜舔騙讚歌頌
You can only truckle and flatter

才不鳥限流被黃標 (想唱啥就唱啥我驕傲)
Never be bothered with restricted flow or yellow tag (I am proud to sing whatever I like)

還開了抖音微博帳號 (有空就麻煩快點舉報)
Registered TikTok and Weibo accounts in addition (Please report when you are available)

整天斷章取義 亂貼標籤
Always misinterpret and label me as you like

根本噁心犯賤 他媽嘴臉
Absolutely disgusting and cheap ugly face

快來黑我 訂閱 分享
Twisted my initial meaning, then subscribe & share my video

害我 每天在賺大錢
Making me tons of money

看見我執迷不悟 刀槍不入
How stubborn and invulnerable I am

脫了你三件內褲
Take off your three briefs

我就是全身的酷 看別人吐
I am damn cool, yet you threw up

Such an outlandish way of gesture
幹恁娘這種程度

Bought bullets cost thirty thousand Pew Pew Pew
買了個銃子 三萬塊嘟嘟嘟嘟

Talkative non-stop, I'll shoot your house
靠北我射你住處

I just need trap but not protection
我只要陷阱 不需要別人的護

Fxck your busybody noisy pig
操你妹雞婆的豬

I am not afraid, I choose to do only serious task
我沒在怕的 我只幹大的

Go to hell bastard, I wanna rebuke till you can't refute
去你的Sucker 壓著你罵的

Consistent tactics similar reply in comments, damn
一貫的伎倆 留言我操

Shut up when you have finished, I deal with big cases
罵完了閉嘴 老子搞大的

I am a sinner never give a shit about moral
我是個罪人 沒在管道德

場子可燥了 沒啥可套的
The place is so boring, nothing is interesting

我只要錢 我不要命
I am willing to risk for money

快給我Shit 而且要Free
Give me shit and it must be free of charge

女兒長大 學床叫
Daughter grown up mature begin to moan

臭婊子幹完 還要
After done first round, initiate another round

小孩照三餐 打掉
Repeated abortion non stop

懶得聽廢話 I’m Bounce
Fed up with the rubbish, goodbye

哈哈 (哈)
Haha (Ha)

幹妳的Bitch啪啪 (蛤?)
Fxck you bitch (Alright?)

媽媽生的臭俗辣 (臭俗辣)
Born to be a coward (Coward)

爸爸生的破麻 (Fxcked up)
Born to be a whore (Fxcked up)

留言區的廢物那些笨豬沒有惡意
All these comments left by the pigs are senseless

但是就是為了能在網路上面To The Top
Just to catch attention online

需要的是共鳴 才能發現
Demand for support, debunk the myth

佩服你的勇氣沒有準備還想Fxck
Salute your courage of simply fooling around

按你讚 快給我笑 (給我笑)
Give you Like, smile to me please (Smile to me)

討論度還在堆高 (長高)
Discussion is getting more intense (Growing)

把你爸媽Shut Down
Shut down your mom and dad

緬甸街中和Town (栗子)
Myanmar Street in Chunghe Town (Chestnut)

聽我的歌 每天看我的影片
Listen to my songs and watch my videos every day

像吞我的洨 然後吃我的大便
Like drink my semen and eat my poo

媒體就愛 報導轉貼
Media loves broadcast and re-post

你恨死恁爸 一直打臉
You hate me to death but slap in your own face

Hey Hater Loser Keyboard Warrior
嘿 黑特 魯蛇 键盘侠

You Mother Fxcker Come and Lick My Shit
馬德法克快來舔我的大便!

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【享受露營樂】首先要擬定露營用品Checklist

⭐露營用品可買可租
⭐迷上露營的話通常裝備越買越多
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野外留宿初體驗
即Check必備露營用品
受疫情困擾的日子，大家都想走向大自然，到郊野地方活動一下，去露營的念頭油然而生。作為露營初哥，對於露營要帶甚麼沒有概念？今日就同大家數一數必備露營用品！如果你的露營用品是租賃或問朋友借用，記得出發前先熟習操作方法，尤其帳篷、天幕等打開和收納方式，以免到荒山野嶺時手忙腳亂。

．帳篷
選擇帳篷需要留意重量、大小及季節，一般來說越輕的帳篷價錢越貴，但的確可以為行裝減輕不少負擔。帳篷大小要按使用人數而定，建議以[人數+1]去選購，即是2人用三人帳篷，因為空間與舒適度成正比，再加上需放置隨身物品，尤其冬天行裝多需要空間就更大。春夏天的帳篷物料宜透氣、有窗口甚至蚊網；秋冬天則講求帳篷保暖防風。

．睡袋
睡袋一般分為木乃伊式和信封式兩種，木乃伊式包覆性比較高，較為保暖，但不適合喜歡轉身的「反瞓」人士；而信封式睡袋將拉鏈拉開可以當被子用。購買時要注意保溫範圍 (Temperature Rating)，說明睡袋適合哪種溫度使用。如果想提升睡眠質素，可以加上充氣床墊，在野外都有一夜好眠。

．天幕
天幕看似可有可無，但其實它可以為露營者帶來舒適的起居空間，因為它能遮風擋雨，亦能隔熱防曬，在天幕下煮食、用餐、嬉戲都很寫意。

．照明設備
在戶外過夜照明設備是必需的，燈具選擇視乎行程和露營場地，如果會在晚上行山的就需配備頭燈或其它行動電源照明燈，方便空出雙手活動。部份燈具還附有滅蚊、風扇等功能，亦要帶備手電筒以防不時之需。

．摺疊桌椅
不想坐在草地或石頭上開餐，就要自備桌椅，選擇時首重輕身及堅固。如果桌子和椅子並非一套購買，記得購買時要配合兩者高度。

．煮食工具
露營用的煮食工具都以輕便為主，想節省空間宜選摺疊式鍋具，通常一個平底鍋加一個湯鍋已可做到煎、炒、煮、烤、燉、蒸等功能。亦可以準備多功能的燜燒鍋，燜煮時可同時準備其它菜式。

．充電器
現代人生活離不開智能電話，所以記得攜帶大容量的充電器，尤其如果會攜帶平板電腦、充電式燈具、風扇等電器，需要用電的情況遠比你想像的多，充電器搭配太陽能充電功能就更理想。

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Getting ready for your first camping trip
A checklist for you

We have all been trapped at home for months during the pandemic, and many of us would love to get closer to nature. Hence, the idea of camping outdoors might pop up in our minds. As someone without camping experience, where do you start?

Let us go through a checklist together! If you plan to rent camping gears or borrow them from friends, make sure you learn how to use them, particularly the tent and canopy tent. Learning the proper way of installing and keeping these items can help you avoid a lot of unnecessary troubles.

．Camping tent
Do consider the weight and size of the camping tent, and if it is appropriate for the season. Tents that are lighter in weight are generally more expensive but they can significantly reduce the campers’ burden.

Determine the size of the tent based on the number of campers. We recommend you to follow the formula ‘number of campers +1’, meaning two campers to share a three-person tent. This will give everyone enough space to store his or her items and to chill, particularly during winter.

Opt for tents that are made from breathable materials when camping in spring and summer, and ensure they come with windows and proper mesh to allow air circulation and prevent insects from entering. During autumn and winter, opt for tents with good insulation.

．Sleeping bag
It is generally divided into two types: the mummy and the envelope. The mummy type can retain more heat as it is closed and form fitting, but it is not suitable for individuals who are used to tossing and turning during their sleep. The envelope type is more basic, as one can use it as a blanket once he or she unzips the sleeping bag.

When purchasing a sleeping bag, do take note of its temperature rating, as it will give you a hint of its ability to retain warmth. If you wish to improve your sleep quality, add another layer of inflatable mattress beneath the sleeping bag.

．Canopy tent
Canopy tent may seem negligible, but it will bring great comfort because it can protect campers from wind and rain and function as a shade screen. It would be an enjoyment to cook, dine and play beneath the canopy.

．Lighting equipment
This is exceptionally important for night use, and we should choose the right equipment based on the itinerary and the campsite condition. Headlamps would come in handy for night hiking. While some can repel insects, some even come with a fan to cool users down. It is also good to bring along a torchlight in case of emergency.

．Folding tables and chairs
If you do not wish to eat on the ground or rock then it is wise to prepare your own tables and chairs, which should be sturdy and lightweight. If they do not come from the same set, make sure they are all of the same height.

．Cooking utensils
Opt for portable and foldable lightweight utensils. All you need is just a pan and a stock pot for soup, and they can all be used for frying, cooking, grilling, stewing and steaming. If necessary, bring along a multifunction stew pot so you can prepare more dishes at one go.

．Power banks
It is a known fact that city folks cannot live without smartphones so make sure you prepare high-capacity power banks. If you are planning to bring items that consume high electricity such as notebooks, rechargeable light equipment, and fans, do consider using solar power banks instead.

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My sister, Michelle-Ann Iking's 3% chance of conceiving naturally was a success! Here's her story:

(My apologies as I've been overwhelmed with personal matters. I've only managed to get to my desk. So finally got around posting this).

This is the story behind my sister's pregnancy struggle and how she shared her journey over her Facebook page.

Because some may have not caught her LIVE session chat with me (https://www.facebook.com/daphneiking/videos/687743128744960/) , or read her lengthy post (as it's a private page);
she's allowed me to copy and paste it over my wall, in case you need to know more about her thought process on how AND why she focused on the 3% success probability. Read on.

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Posted 10th May 2020.
FB Credit: Michelle-Ann Iking

A week ago today I celebrated becoming a mother to our second, long awaited child.

Please forgive this mother's LONG (self-indulgent) post, journalling what this significant milestone has meant for her personally, for her own fallible memory's sake as well as maybe to share one day with her son.

If all you were wondering was whether I had delivered and if mum and bub are OK, please be assured the whole KkLM family are thriving tremendously, and continue scrolling right along your Newsfeed 😁.

OUR 3% MIRACLE

All babies are miracles... and none more so than our precious Kiaen Aaryan (pronounced KEY-n AR-yen), whose name derives from Sanskrit origins meaning:

Grace of God
Spiritual
Kind
Benevolent

...words espousing the gratitude Kishore and I feel for Kiaen's arrival as our "3% miracle".

He was conceived, naturally, after 3 years of Kishore and I hoping, praying and 'endeavoring'... and only couples for whom the objective switches from pure recreation to (elusive) procreation will understand how this is less fun than it sounds ...

3 years during which time we had consensus from 3 different doctors that we, particularly I (with my advancing age etc etc) had only a 3% chance of natural conception and that our best hope for a sibling for our firstborn, Lara Anoushka, was via IVF.

Lara herself was an 'intervention baby', being one of the 20% of babies successfully conceived through the less intrusive IUI process, after a year and a half of trying naturally and already being told then my age was a debilitating factor.

We had tried another round of IUI for her sibling in 2017 when Lara was a year old. And that time we fell into the ranks of the 80% of would-be parents for whom it would be an exercise in futility... who would go home, comfort each other as best they could, while individually masking their own personal disappointment... hoping for the best, 'the next time around'...

So the improbability ratio of 97% against natural conception of our second baby, as concurred by the combined opinion of 3 medical professionals, was a very real, very daunting figure for us to have to mentally deal with.

Deep, DEEP, down in my heart however, though I had many a day of doubt... I kept a core kernel of faith that somehow, I would again experience the privilege of pregnancy, and again, have a chance at childbirth.

And so, the optimist in me would tell myself, "Well, there have to be people who fall in the 3% bucket... why shouldn't WE be part of the 3%?"

Those who know me well, understand my belief in the Law of Attraction, the philosophy of focusing your mind only on what you want to attract, not on what you don't want, and so even as Kishore and I prepared to go into significant personal debt to attempt IVF in the 2nd half of 2019, I marshalled a last ditch effort to hone in on that 3% chance of natural conception... through research coming across fertility supplements that I ordered from the US and sent to a friend in Singapore to redirect to me because the supplier would not deliver to Malaysia.

I made us as a couple take the supplements in the 3 month 'priming period' in the lead up to the IVF procedure - preconditioning our bodies for optimum results, if you will.

At the same time, I had invested in a sophisticated fertility monitor, with probes and digital sensors for daily tracking of saliva and other unmentionable fluid samples, designed to pinpoint with chemical accuracy my state of fertility on any given day.

(UPDATE: For those interested - I obtained the supplements and Ovacue Fertility Monitor from https://www.fairhavenhealth.com/. Though I had my supplies delivered to a friend in Singapore, and redirected to me here since the US site does not deliver to Malaysia, there are local distributors for these products, you will just have to research the trustworthiness of the vendors yourself...)

I had set an intention - in the 3 months of pre-IVF priming, I would consume what seemed like a pharmacy's worth of supplements, and track fertility religiously... in hopes that somehow, within the 3 month priming period, we would conceive naturally and potentially save ourselves a down payment on a new property... and this was just a projection on financial costs of IVF, not even considering the physical, emotional and mental toll it involves, with no guarantee of a baby at the end of it all...

It was a continuation of an intention embedded even with my first pregnancy, where all the big ticket baby items were consciously purchased for use by a future sibling, in gender neutral colours, in hopes that sibling would be a brother "for a balanced pair", though of course any healthy child would be a welcome blessing.

It was a very conscious determination to always skew my thoughts in service of what the end objective was. For example, when 3+year old Lara would innocently express impatience at not yet having a sibling, at one point suggesting that since we were "taking too long to give her a baby brother/sister", perhaps we should just "go buy a baby from a shop", instead of getting defensive or berating the baby that she herself was, we enlisted Lara's help to pray for her sibling... so in any place of worship, or sacred ground of any kind that we passed thereon, Lara would stop, close her eyes, bow her small head and place her tiny hands together in prayer, reciting earnestly, "Please God, please give me a baby brother or baby sister."

After months and months of watching Lara do this, in the constancy of her childlike chant, Kishore started feeling the pressure of possibly disappointing Lara if her prayer was not answered. Whereas for me, Lara's recitation of her simple wish became like a strengthening mantra, our collective intention imbued with greater power with each repetition, and the goal of a sibling kept very much in the forefront of our minds (hence our calling Lara our 'project manager' in this endeavour).

And somehow in the 2nd month of that 3 month period, a positive + sign appeared on one of the home pregnancy tests I had grown accustomed to taking - my version of the lottery tickets others keep buying in hopes of hitting the jackpot, with all the cyclical anticipation and more often than not, disappointment, that entails...

This time however I was not disappointed.

With God's Grace, (hence 'Kiaen', a variation of 'Kiaan' which means 'Grace of God'), my focus on our joining the ranks of the 3% had materialised.

It seems poetic then, that Kiaen chose to make his appearance on the 3rd May, ironically the same date that his paternal great-grandfather departed this world for the next... such that in the combined words of Kishore and his father Kai Vello Suppiah,

"The 1st generation Suppiah left on 3rd May and the 4th generation Suppiah arrived on 3rd May after 41yrs...
One leaves, another comes, the legacy lives on..."

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KIAEN AARYAN SUPPIAH'S BIRTH STORY

On Sunday 3rd May, I was 40 weeks and 5 days pregnant.

The baby was, in my mind, very UN-fashionably late past his due date of 29th April, so as much as I had willed and 'manifested' the privilege of pregnancy, to say I was keen to be done with it all was an understatement.

In the weeks leading to up to my full term, I had experienced increasingly intense Braxton-Hicks 'practice contractions' - annoying for me for the discomfort involved, stressful for Kishore who was on tenterhooks with the false alarms, on constant alert for when we would actually need to leave home for the hospital.

Having become a Hypnobirthing student and advocate from my first pregnancy with Lara, and thus being equipped with
(1) a lack of fear about childbirth in general and
(2) a basic understanding of how all the sensations I would experience fit into the big picture of my body bringing our baby closer to us,
I was less stressed - content to wait for the baby to be "fully cooked" and come out whenever he was ready... though I wouldn't have minded at all if the cooking time ended sooner, rather than later.

With Lara, I had been somewhat 'forced' into an induced labour, even though she was not yet due, and that had resulted in a 5 DAY LABOUR, a Birth Story for another post, so I was not inclined to chemically induce labour, even though I was assured that for second time mothers, it would be 'much faster and easier'...

That morning, I had a hunch *maybe* that day was the day, because in contrast to previous weeks' sensations of tightening, pressure and even spasms that were concentrated in the front of my abdomen and occasionally shot through my sides and legs, I felt period - like cramping in my lower back which I had not felt before throughout the pregnancy.

It was about 8am in the morning then, and my 'surges' were still relatively mild ('surges' being Hypnobirthing - speak for 'contractions', designed to frame them with the more positive connotations needed to counteract common language in which childbirth is presented as something that is unequivocally painful and traumatic, instead of the miraculous, powerful and natural phenomenon it actually is).

I recall (masochistically?) entertaining the thought of opting NOT to have an epidural JUST TO SEE WHAT IT WOULD BE LIKE...

I figured this would be the last time I would be pregnant and so it would be my 'last chance' to experience 'drug free labour' which, apart from the health benefits for baby and mother, might be *interesting* in a way that people who are curious about what getting a tattoo and skydiving and bungee jumping are like, might find these *interesting*...even knowing there will be pain and risk involved...

Since I have tried tattoos and skydiving (unfortunately not being able to squeeze in bungee-jumping while my life was purely my own to risk at no dependents' possible detriment) a similar curiousity about a no-epidural labour was on my mind...

In the absence of other signs of the onset of labour (like 'bloody show' or my waters breaking), I wanted to wait until the surges were coming every few minutes before we actually left the house for the hospital, not wanting to be one of those couples who rushed in too early and had interminable waits for the next stage in unfamiliar, clinical surroundings and/or were made to go home in an anti-climatic manner.

I was even calm enough through my surges to have the presence of mind to wash and blowdry my hair, knowing if I did deliver soon I would not be allowed this luxury for a while.

Around 9am I asked Kishore to prep for Lara and himself to be dressed and breakfasted so we could head to hospital soon, while I sent messages to family members on both sides informing them 'today might be the day.'

My mother, who had briefly served as a midwife before going back into general nursing and then becoming a nursing tutor, prophetically stated that if what I was experiencing was true labour, "the baby would be out by noon".

The pace in which my surges grew closer together was surprisingly quicker than I expected; and while I asked Lara to "Hurry up with breakfast" with only a tad more urgency than we normally tell her to do, little Missy being prone to dilly-dallying at meals, I probably freaked Kishore out when about 930am onwards, I had to instinctively get on my hands and knees a couple of times, eyes closed, trying to practice the Hypnobirthing breathing techniques I had revised to help along the process of my body birthing our child into the world.

I recall him saying a bit frantically as I knelt at our front door, doubled over as he waited for Lara to complete something or other, "Lara hurry up! Can't you see Mama is in so much pain and you are taking your own sweet time??!!"

SIDETRACK: Just the night before, Lara and I had watched a TV show in which a woman gave birth with the usual histrionics accompanying pop culture depictions of labour.

Lara watched the scene, transfixed.

I told her, simply and matter-of-factly, "That's what Mama has to do to get baby brother out Lara, and that's what I had to do for you also."

In most of interactions with my daughter, I have sought to equip her to face life's situations with calmness, truthful common sense, and ideally a minimum of drama.

Those who know the dramatic diva that Lara can be will know that this is a work-in-progress, but her response to me that night showed me some of my 'teachings' were sinking in:

She looked at me unfazed, "But Mama," she said. "You won't cry and scream like that lady, right? You will be BRAVE and stay calm, right?"
#nopressure.

So as we prepped to leave for the hospital I did indeed attempt to be that role model of calm for her, asking her only for her help in keeping very quiet,
"Because Mama needs to focus on bringing baby brother out and she needs quiet to concentrate...".

As we left the house at 10.11am, I texted Kishore's sister Geetha to please prep to pick up Lara from the hospital, and was grateful Kishore had the foresight to ask our gynae to prepare a letter for Geetha to show any police roadblocks between my in-laws' home in Subang Jaya and the hospital in Bangsar, this all happening under the Movement Control Order (MCO).

To Lara's credit, in the journey over to the hospital, she - probably sensing the gravity of the situation, sat very quietly in her seat at the back, and the silence was punctuated only by my occasional deep intakes of breath and some variation of my Ohmmm-like moans when the sensations were at their height.

By the time we got to Pantai Hospital at around 10.30am, my surges were strong enough I requested a wheelchair to assist me in getting to the labour ward, as I did not trust my own legs to support me... and Kishore would have to wait until Geetha had arrived to take Lara back to my in-laws' house before he himself could go up.

I slumped in the wheelchair and was wheeled up to the labour room with my eyes closed the whole time, trying to handle my surges.

I didn't even look up to see the attendant who pushed me... but did make the effort to thank him sincerely when he handed me over, with what seemed like a palpable sense of relief on his part, to the labour ward nurses.

The nurse attending me at Pantai was calm, steady and efficient. I answered some questions and changed into my labour gown while waiting for Kishore to come up, all the while managing the increasingly intense surges with my rusty Hypnobirthing breathing techniques.

By the time Kishore joined me at around 11am (I know these timings based on the timestamps of the 'WhatsApp live feed' of messages Kishore sent to his family), I was asking the nurse on duty, "How soon can I get an epidural??" thinking what crazy woman thought she could do this without drugs???!!!

The nurse checked my cervix dilation, I saw her bloodied glove indicating my mucous plug had dislodged, and she told me, "Well you are already at 7cm (which, for the uninitiated, is 70% of the way to the 10cm dilation needed for birthing), you are really doing well, if you made it this far without any drugs, if can you try and manage without it... I suspect within 2 hours or less you will deliver your baby and since it will take about that time for the anaesthesiologist to be called, epidural to be administered and kick in... it might all be for nothing... but of course the decision is completely up to you... "

So there I was, super torn, should I risk the sensations becoming worse... or risk the epidural becoming a waste?? And of course I was trying to decide this as my labour surges were coming at me stronger and stronger...

I was in such a dilemma...because as a 'recovering approval junkie' there was also a silly element of approval-seeking involved, ("The nurse thinks I can do this without drugs... maybe I CAN do this without drugs... Yay me!") mixed with that element of curiosity I mentioned earlier ("What if I actually CAN do this without drugs... plenty of other women have done it all over the world since time immemorial.. no big deal, how bad can it be...??") so then I thought I would use the financial aspect to be the 'tiebreaker' in my decision making...

I asked the nurse how much an epidural would cost and when she replied "Around MYR1.5k", I still remember Kishore's incredulous face as I asked the question, i.e."Seriously babe, you are gonna think about money right now? If you need the epidural TAKE IT, don't worry about the money!!!"... and while we are not rich by any stretch of the imagination, thankfully RM1.5k is not a quantum that made me swing towards a decision to "better save the money"...

So in the end, I guess my curiosity won out, and I turned down the epidural "just to see what it would be like and if I had it in me" (in addition of course to avoiding the side effects of any drugs introduced into my and the baby's body).

My labour occuring in the time of coronavirus, it was protocol for me to have a COVID19 test done, so the medical staff could apply the necessary precautions. I had heard from a friend Sharon Ruba that the test procedure was uncomfortable, so when the nurse came with the test kit as I was starting another surge, I asked, "Please can I just finish this surge before I do the test?" as I really didn't think I could multitask tackling multiple uncomfortable sensations in one go.

The COVID19 test involved what felt like a looong, skinny cotton bud being inserted into one nostril... I definitely felt more than a tickle as it went in and up, being told to take deep breaths by the nurse. Then she asked me to "Try to swallow" and I felt it go into my nasal cavities where I didn't think anything could go any further, but was proven wrong when she asked me to swallow again and the swab was probed even deeper. Then she warned me there would be some slight discomfort as she prepared to collect a sample... but at that point all I could think about was:

(i) I really don't have much of a choice
(ii) please let this be over before my next surge kicks in
(iii) if all the people breaking the MCO rules knew what it feels like to do this test maybe they won't put themselves at risk of the need to perform one...

In full disclosure as I was transferred into the actual delivery room at some point after 11am, another nurse offered me 'laughing gas' to ostensibly take some of the edge off... I took the self-operated breathing nozzle passed to me but don't recall it making any difference to my sensations..so didn't use it much as it seemed pretty pointless.

I recall some measure of relief when I heard my gynae Dr. Paul entering the room, greeting Kishore and me, and telling us it was going well and it wouldn't be long now and he would see us again shortly.

From my previous labour with Lara I knew the midwives pretty much take you 90% of the way through the labour and when the Dr is called in you are really at the home stretch, so was very relieved to hear his voice though knowing he would leave and come back later meant it wasn't quite over yet.

I do remember realising when I had crossed the Thinning and Opening Phase of labour to the Birthing Phase, by the change in sensations... it is still amazing to me that as the Hypnobirthing book mentioned, having this knowledge I was instinctively able to switch breathing techniques for the next stage of labour .

Was my opting against epidural the right choice for me?

Overall? Yes.

Don't get me wrong.

I *almost* regretted the decision several times during active labour... especially when I felt my body being taken over by an overwhelming compulsion to push that did not seem conscious and was accompanied by involuntary gutteral moans where I literally just thought to myself, "I surrender, God do with me what you will..." (super dramatic I know but VERY real at the time...).

I think I experienced 3-4 such natural explusive reflexes (?), rhythmically pushing the baby down the birth path, one of which was accompanied by what felt like a swoosh of water coming out of a hose with a diameter the size of a golf ball... this was when I realised my water had finally broken...

The nurses kept instructing me to do different things, to keep breathing, to move to my side, then to move to the middle, to raise my feet... and when I didn't comply, Kishore (who was with me throughout both my labours) tried to help them by repeating the instructions prefaced with "Sayang..." but I basically ignored all the intructions because I felt I had no capacity to direct any part of my body to do anything and someone else would have to physically manoeuvre that body part themselves.

When I heard Dr. Paul's voice again and the flurry of commotion surrounding his presence, I knew the time was close... and when I heard the nurse say to Kishore, "Sir, these are your gloves, for when you cut the baby's cord", it was music to my ears...

I'm very, VERY grateful Kiaen slid out after maybe the 4th of those involuntary pushes... the wave of RELIEF when he came out so quickly... it still boggles my mind that my mother was essentially right and as his birth time was 12.02pm, it was *only* about 1.5 hours between our arrival at the hospital and his arrival into the world.

Kiaen was placed on my chest for skin to skin bonding and remained there for a considerable time.

For our short stay in the hospital he would be with us in my maternity ward number C327... another trivially serendipitous sign for me because he was born on the 3rd (May) and our wedding anniversary is 27th (July).

I was discharged the following day 4th May at about 5.30pm, after I got an all clear on COVID19 and a paediatric surgeon did a small procedure on Kiaen to address a tongue-tie that would affect his breastfeeding latch... making the entire duration of our stay about 31 hours.

I have taken the time and effort to record all this down so that whenever life's challenges threaten to get me down I can remind myself, "Ignore the 97% failure probability, focus on the 3% success probability".

Also that the human condition is miraculous and it is such a privilege to experience it.

To our son Kiaen Aaryan, thank you for coming into our lives and choosing us as your parents.

Even though Papa and I are both zombies trying to settle into a night time feeding routine with you, I look forward to spending not only all future Mother's Days, but every day, with you and your Akka...

And last but not least, to my husband Kishore...without whom none of this would be possible - we did it sayang, I love you ❤️

Photo credit: Stayhome session with Samantha Yong Photography (http://samanthayong.com/)

Hey everyone,

This is a very different type of video. I recently took up painting again and some of you requested a Speed Painting video so here it is. Sit back, enjoy the music and paint with little Bubz.

This is my 3rd painting lesson with Tim Gagnon. He is a fellow Youtuber and amazing artist. I found him a week ago and have been OBSESSED with his painting techniques. His passion inspires me so much and I'm learning so much from him right now.

I'm currently taking the Misty Forests lessons from his website http://www.timgagnonstudio.com/lessons

You guys can check out his Youtube Channel: http://www.youtube.com/Gagnonstudio

I'm sharing his channel and website because I'm learning so much from him and sharing the joy. I'm not paid by this or anything. I just think he's great and deserves to be known more. I know a lot of you guys are aspiring artists out there and I know Tim would teach amazing things to you all like I did.

For 2012, I decided to take up painting for one of my resolutions. I loved painting as a child. I was obsessed with art because I can go anywhere through my drawings. It freed me because it allowed me to escape from the busy World.

As I get older, I really realize that the simplest things make me happiest. Sometimes, I feel like the World moves too fast for me. Almost 8 years after High School, I plucked up courage to paint again. Painting somehow slows down time for me because it allows me to be 100% focused on the painting.

You guys can read my diary post
http://bubzbeauty.com/diary/235-painting-with-passion-again.html
for my painting story. I hope it also inspires you guys to go back to your passions. I know we can become occupied with life but really, this has given me back lots of meaning in my life again. I don't think people realize how short life really is so do all the things you want to do that inspires you while you can. Make the most out of it.

I'm still learning from Tim right now (You guys should see his original painting of the one I did lol, it's like...breathtaking!!!). It will be a while for me to be as skillful (or if not, half as skillful) as he is. But one day, I would love to give away one of my paintings to you guys as a gesture. If I ever hit 1 million subscribers- that would be such a special thing to do.

Some of you mentioned I can auction a painting and put the money to charity. That's a great idea but it makes me nervous. It'll be a fun and good cause and I'll work hard practicing for that day.


Ps. Music "Path of Wind" orchestra version from my fav Studio Ghibli anime "Totoro". Nostalgic!! and also "From the Inside out" instrumental from Hillsong.


Have a great day,

Much love, Bubz xx





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