I’ve heard so many horror stories about pumping and how breastfeeding is an arduous and lonely journey where you will be judged left and right. Mamas who latch in public have to endure stares, mamas who choose not to breastfeed will be scorned. You can never win, and on top of that, it’s supposedly a painful and sore process.
On the 11th of September, I went to Sarawak General Hospital for a routine checkup but was admitted immediately due to one of the boys showing early signs of distress. I asked to go home to pack my things and returned an hour later with my bag of essentials.
Snapping photos to the soundtrack of Taylor Swift’s Lover at theCHARCOAL embodies a rustic experience that neither Ida nor I would likely forget. The local Airbnb is well stocked with nooks and crannies perfect for a picture.
