Faizatul Sham

This post has been in my draft so long I wasn’t sure if it would see daylight 😂. I’ve been writing this ever since I came back from my friend’s son aqiqah; when she posted a heart felt message just because I asked her how she was. I’ve been working on this ever since, I’ll add things here and there and leave it again. I guess it’s because it’s so personal I wasn’t ready myself to share it. But here it is.

Silver boobs with golden nipples. That’s me. I am proud to say that I achieved 9 months of fully breastfeeding Naia without supplementing; except her first 5 days of life because this Mama’s milk came out late.

Sample of a few articles I wrote at Sutera Harbour Resort.

Apparently April is Caesarean awareness month. I’ve been wanting to write something about it but days passed on and the last thing I know it’s literally 15 minutes before May 😂 But here it is.

Clearrrly, there’s a stigma behind caesarean for there to be an awareness month. I’ve had 2 caesareans, both my births ended in one. I shouldn’t feel anything about it. But everytime I do say I’ve had a caesarean, its usually followed by the reason behind it.

I would constantly feel the need to explain why I had a caesarean.

“Oh she was breeched so I had no choice”.

“Oh he pooped, so it was an emerg