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My first birth experience!

My first birth experience, or the second for il amanah al3ilmiah if I want to consider my own birth, only I was a child and that was one zillions years ago it and so it does not count!

My friend L. just had her baby, and I was there every step of the way! But here I am getting excited, so I will slow down and write the story coherently! One of the activities that I have been thoroughly involved in the last few months revolved about baby Kanz! Shopping, disinfecting the house, putting together the bed and bath tub  L and I are so experienced in putting furniture together we decided to open a warsheh and call warshet abu il shababa! Hell I even discovered that I like it… it is just like lego! And men keep making us believe it is a difficult task…ha!  We listened hours and hours to baby Einstein! Kanz was inside there, dancing and kicking her mommy’s bladder! Isn’t that the sweetest thing ever?? I find it barely comprehensible that she is here and she is real and she is an actual separate individual and human being!

Saturday night at around 12:00 F. called me panicking, he was with his wife in the hospital and he wanted some support, I was there around 2:00 AM and when I went into the room, she was having contractions. It was very very very painful! Just remembering her pain makes me shudder! We kept going like that, till the best invention that was ever created finally came to the room the one and only Epidural!! Allah yibashbish il toubeh illi ta7t raso! The person who  invented it that is.

After the Epidural, it was like we were having a sahrat tarab! We had the laptop with us, and spend the night listening to Um Kalthoum singing inta 3omri Which still remains to be my favourite, il atlal and other less important songs. We heard Fairuz in aer collection of andalusiat and Abd il halim in a glorious song called ana leek 3ala toul. Wow! When we felt spiritual we put suret Mariam and Al 3imran… We literally spent the whole evening reminiscing and laughing throughout the process… I honestly can say it will always one of the most memorable nights in my life! helped with the fact that i have not slept for more than 40 hours makes the experienceeven more intense.

I don’t know how I can go through a description of this experience without all the crude details, but I will spare them, it was so simple and natural that it was just fascinating… our bodies are simply amazing…. The way we function, the way we are created, they way we are born is fascinating… I can’t find any word to describe the way I was feeling….

Once my friend was fully dilated the process of pushing started… it was very exhausting and when I saw my reflection on the window, I realized why the doctor made fun of me the moment he walked into the room asking me if I was afraid! I looked TERRIFIED!! But of course I was not, this was a piece of cake!  wink wink!
Little Kanz was born on the 18th of March, 51.5 cm, 3.020 KG and she is very very cute with her full lips and very dark hair!

In short, the only thing I can say about this whole experience is that the placenta is such an ugly disgusting thing!!! YUCK!

A night of Hiphop in town!

Yes, it sounds too cool for me, usually I am proudly a very uncool person :) yesterday, and my class mates coaxed me to go hip hoping with them! What an experience it was!

We went to this club after dinner, because we decided it would be nice to spend some time together. Our semester is coming to an end, and we are all a bit sad about it, especially that half of the class will not be there next year, as they graduate this year.

We went to this club off Oxford Street; it was freezing cold with a little snow. We went into the club, it was very smoky and people standing near each other like a sardines in a can. People were dressed in baggy pants worn very loosely, baseball caps worn backwards; oversized rugby or polo shirts, and expensive tennis shoes, some of them even had sun glasses.

What was very striking is that it would seem like a male dominated African culture yet, it is a culture that crossed over different ethnicities and gender, and you find people from everywhere, just enjoying the music and united in this amazing atmosphere. I really liked looking at my class mates, Christian and Carla, who are a very well dressed, always impeccably tidy and fashionable and who would go there and start singing and dancing… they looked completely out of place with their fashionable clothing, yet very much at home.

It was a Karoke night, where people will have wrote their names before hand and they would be called to sing the songs they prepared… it was like being part of the movie 8 mile… the whole concept is street language transmitted to the hip hop culture through rap music. Since Christian knew the DJ and the presenter and some of the performers, we were privileged to go all the way to the front and stand with the DJ and the presenter, who were really good and seemed to be enjoying that music.

 I had an absolutely great evening, I felt so young, so alive  and just so out there  at the top of the world!  and i completely loved it… myabe i would develop  a hip hop ear, because the ear i have suffered some aches! but with time

It was cool man! Yeah yeah!

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