I'm 30

I'm thirty years old now. I just turned thirty on June 22.
Let's see... What have I got now?

A husband, a wonderful, faithful, patient husband.

An active, intelligent, curious, three-year-old daughter named Khansa Alifa Suci.

A mischievous yet obedient and socially intelligent, two-year-old son named Muhammad Tristan Daffa Adji.

A beautiful, active, calm, four-month-old daughter named Naila Kiandra Sukma Insani.

And many more...

Sometimes, I can't believe the things I've been through.

I remember the night my husband and I started to become a couple.

I remember the day he came to my sister's house with his family to propose to me.

I remember the day we got married. It was a sunny day. It was simple. Luckily I realized then that it was the beginning of a whole new life instead of the end. It WAS the end of our courtship, though.

I remember the first time I took a pregnancy test. I did it all wrong. I put the testing bar upside down... Silly!

I remember my first visit to the obgyn with my first pregnancy. It was one of the most thrilling experiences in my life. I got to see the fetus swim inside my womb through an ultrasound scan. WOW!

I remember the first child delivery. I had to be induced at first. But it didn't work. At around two in the afternoon, the midwife told me I had to be operated since my water had broken. I was completely stressed out. My blood pressure went up the ceiling. It was my first experience being in the hospital as a patient and I had to be operated. But I survived... And all my worries were gone as I took a look at my beautiful baby daughter... I fell in love right away. It was the truest meaning of love at first sight.

I remember giving birth for the second time. It had to be through c-section, too. It was a little more painful than the first. I was alone as I was being prepared for the operation. But, I said to my self and my baby that we were going to be alright, that we have to tough it out! And we were alright! I didn't fall for my second child, a son, right away. But he was sick. That was the moment that I fell. He suffered from high billirubin, he was jaundiced. I was afraid that he was not going to be ok. The hospital didn't want us to lave yet but my husband insisted that we did. And we finally did. My son has grown up to be very healthy.

I remember my third child labor. All I could say is it was the most painful c-section I've ever gone through. Probably because I also had tubectomy. My third baby is very beautiful. The quietest of the three as a baby. And my two oldest were quite quiet, in terms of cying. She also had high billirubin. But now she is very healthy, very cute, very active, cheerful, and loveable.

Now... I'm just going to concentrate on giving a better home for them and saving enough for their education.