Last night was the first time i had to see my son strugggling to poo-poo. Apparently, in the afternoon, he was crying while trying to ek-ek cos the ek-ek dont wanna come out. Im sure he was crying cos he was in pain and very uncomfortable. And only smaller than a thumb size manage to squeeze out.
The maid didn't call me, though i have told her many a times, anything happens, anything at all, PLEASE call me!
So when i got back home, i fed him some banana puree, forced some water down him cos he had dry bleeding lips too. tsk. Then massaged his tummy.
While i was having dinner, he tried to ek-ek again. and he was on his tummy, sweating and crying. I cant' finish my dinner looking at him like that. Massaged his tummy till the hard stools manage to come out. Along with some traces of blood.
This morning, he manage to poo-poo as normal.
Phew. Pains my heart to see him in pain like that.
Again, i wish we are financially stable enough, for me to stay home and look after Hairi and my 2nd baby.
Maybe i should start my own business and work from home. But like what?
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