As you may already know, I’m officially a “granny” last Sunday. I’ve promised to upload the videos of Suki delivering her puppies. It’s such an amazing things. Unlike humans, we need the pain killers, the jabs, bla bla bla… and animals dun. They just give birth naturally without pain killers or any jabs. I’m fascinated by it.

But she must be in real pain too… You’ll know why when you watch the videos below.

The preparation… Moments before she starts her contractions and labor. I actually moved her whelping box downstairs coz I wanna her deliver her puppies downstairs instead in my room or outside my room…It turns out that… watch this.

Here comes the first puppy!

And the second puppy…

Another one?

And the final furkid!

Here is Suki and her babies.

They grow pretty fast in size. It’s just about a week old and I can see a difference in size in each of them though I see them everyday.

Let’s see puppy number 1 – male. He’s the biggest and greediest among all and I temporarily name him Fei Zai. (Take note : Fei Zai won’t be the registerred name of coz!)

Some close-up shots.

Here’s my second “grandson”.

This is my third “grandchild” and also my first “granddaughter”.

The last “grandchild” which is my second “granddaughter”.

Dun you think they look like Rotweilers puppies? I’ve been receiving many queries why are her puppies black. Hm… Good question, Australian Silky Terriers are born blue and tan and as they grow older, their coat slowly changes. Suki was born with similiar colour, and look at her now. Totally changed like an ugly duckling changed to a swan! I dun think the puppies are ugly(some people do think they are ugly and u know who u are), I think they are incredibly cute!

If you are wondering how does Suki’s unofficial husband looks like(they have not gotten any marriage registration and ceremoney), I only manage to locate this photo. I wasn’t around when they mate, so, didn’t manage to snap his pics to share.

It was totally a mixed feelings. The anxiousness, excitement, hopeful, impatience, fearful, importance, frustration,  joyful, ecstatic, helpless, hysterical, etc … it’s all mixed up. The feelings is beyond words and wanting to know the future, what the future beholds for me.

You wouldn’t know how much of excitement and anxiousness which I endured while waiting for the pregnancy results. It was a planned pregnancy. It’s been 46 days(6.5 weeks) now, I should be able to know the results.

Pregnant? Not Pregnant?

Single? Twins? Triplets? Quadruplets? Quintuplets? Sixtuplets?

All these kept turning in my head…

Then it’s time, the doctor finally call us in. I walked into the room happily, hoping for a good news. But, the news wasn’t that great, I shall say, it wasn’t even considered a good news. The image is blur. Doctor said compared to his other patients, by 46 days usually the image should be clearer than what we are seeing. He said that I should be worry, worry if there will be a miscarriage. You wouldn’t know how much of disappointment got into me. I almost cried. I didn’t want to hear that. All I wanted to hear is that he/she is doing wonderful in the stomach and  just need to wait for the labor.

I tried to be strong to not shed any tears…

Doctor advise to come back in another 10 days time, to do another round of checking again. Oh god, 10 days… seconds felt like weeks, minutes felt like months, hours felt like years, days felt like decades, weeks felt like centuries.

I can’t continue writing now, I’ll write when I’m ready, when I’m feeling stronger emotionally. I’ll be away at Bali when you are reading this, hopefully, Bali do help ease my tension away.