Having to witness a delivery yesterday morning i realise that giving birth is not a matter of buying and selling nor trading. Its a matter of fighting between life and death of 2 souls. A mother struggling for her own and for her baby to be introduced into the world. The joy of hearing your own baby’s first cry and a proud daddy who had his first touch of being of his own blood, it was just overwhelming. I had no control but to drop a tear or two. But as i stood there watching with blood endlessly gushing from the mother’s wound, my world suddenly took a spin around me. My throat became so tight and cold sweats start trickling down my forehead. At that instance, i knew i couldn’t take it any longer. I decided to take a break from the scene and get hold of myself outside.

Nonetheless, it was such a great once in a lifetime experience for me. (: