(10) Like a Balloon

What do you see when looking at pregnant women (precisely yang tengah sarat mengandung)?

A jumbo gigantic elephant?

A big balloon?

Or… a woman whose suffering her whole body ached carrying an extra weight.

If only everyone had a thought of the last one, then pregnant women are indeed feels very welcome in this world.

In fact, the first and second option are always pictured in every one’s mind.

Betul tak? Sometimes boleh gelak-gelak lagi tengok orang mengandung yang tak balance bila berjalan.

One word for you (if you had this kind of thought) : CRUEL!

Well, I suffered enough especially during my third trimester.

I gained 30+kg from my normal weight. The last weight noted on my ‘pink report book (38 weeks)’ was 80.8kg!

8 months pregnant with my brother Edos.

I originally had a mild athritis on my right knee.

During my third trimester, I suffered joint paint on my left knee. Maybe because of the weight, I carried.

My feet started to swollen since I was 5 months pregnant. And it getting worst till the labour day.

I look like a balloon full with water inside… muhuhu.

Nonetheless, I manage to face the moment. Pregnant women are stronger I tell you!

Well, that’s not the point actually.

The point is, where are the concern Malaysian people?

I remember when I was in the shopping mall, I was tired and couldn’t bear to stand any longer.

So I was searching for a sitting spot. Lucky me to find one, but luck was not long enough for me.

There came a group of family berebut-rebut to take the place to sit. Bapak nya mak nya anak-anaknya… hambik kau semua lah.

I was standing there in hoping that they would concerned since I am pregnant at that time.

But huh! I think that stools were customized for their family. I guess they had engraved their name at the stool as well.

I pun mengalah, and just leaned against the wall. Pun…. nobody concern.

Second incident, I was going out from a shop. Went straight to the parking lot.

Suddenly, my dress was stucked at tayar motosikal. I was carrying things with both hands and couldn’t help myself to remove my dress.

There was an aunty at the back, and she just watched me struggling to escape. Lame!

Third incident, I was walking with imbalance weight when suddenly a mother with her children pass by me and hit me.

Do you think you are playing Angry Birds or what? Berpusing aku dibuat nya…

Bukannya nak sorry, she just went straight like nothing happen.

I had to hold against the wall to balance myself.

Some people who saw the incident, semua geleng kepala.

Pity me… pity us pregnant women.

So back to my question : Where are the concern Malaysian? I only see the typical Malaysian…

Penat je cekgu ajar naik bas, beri peluang orang tua or wanita mengandung tempat duduk….

Nak kena naik bas dulu kot. huh..

I hope by writing this thought, everyone outhere can see pregnant people very clearly.

Please see through tembus into their heart….please please please…

They’re struggling, they’re suffering.

They’re sensitive, they need support.

They need us!

Sekian, makseh.

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