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《亞洲通才》專輯介紹
常常有人問我們：「黃明志到底還要發多少張“亞洲通”系列專輯啦？」
我們早練下一秒就立刻尷尬而不失禮貌地微笑說：「我們也不知道耶～」
但，人生的改變，總是突如其來。

每次被詢問總是超困擾的唱片行店員、戰戰兢兢怕搞錯上架資訊的音樂串流平台夥伴、訪問還要寫小抄怕口誤講錯的記者、DJ或樂評大大、每年都覺得「怎麼又來了」的金曲獎偉大評審、很喜歡黃明志但永遠搞不清楚要買哪張專輯的聽眾們！

你們的困擾，我們都知道！
而這一次！我們終於有答案了！

繼2013《亞洲通緝》、2015《亞洲通殺》、2016《亞洲通車》、2017《亞洲通吃》、2018《亞洲通牒》到2019《亞洲通話》！（其中還努力入圍了金曲獎三次最佳國語男歌手獎、三次最佳音樂錄影帶獎、一次年度最佳歌曲獎！）

「亞洲通」系列最終章！！！！！！
「亞洲通」系列最終章！！！！！！
「亞洲通」系列最終章！！！！！！

叛逆實力派創作歌手黃明志
勇敢集八年累積的超強音樂成就！
再給你集八點也換不到的超棒感動！

黃明志“亞洲通”系列最終大魔王專輯《亞洲通才》
轟動全球系列專輯最長紀錄，憾動無數聽膩亞洲通三字的音樂愛好者
象徵著一個音樂時代的結束，留給亞洲通音樂無限的惆悵與未來可能性
終於即將問世啦！！！

《亞洲通才》是黃明志有史以來規模最大的一張全創作專輯
從專輯概念開始，黃明志就打破所有時間、空間與人物生死的想像
集結七張亞洲通專輯一路走來的意念與傳承。

要向宇宙許下一個最強大的音樂願望：完成一張「致敬」專輯
從《一萬個開心的理由》、《對你愛完了》、《五百》、《我們的海闊天空》、《不要去Club》這些充滿黃明志風格的曲名，就足夠讓人充滿好奇又忍不住噴笑出聲。但黃明志對「致敬」二字的敬意，絕非玩笑。為了完成這一張他夢想中的「致敬」專輯，黃明志幾乎跑遍亞洲的所有國家和地區，從日本、台灣、香港、馬來西亞、中國到印度寶萊塢，思考調查找出了足以影響一個世代、國家或文化發展與傳承的重要音樂元素，用接近史料考證與科學研究的方式，日以繼夜焚膏繼晷地完成了這張，在現今音樂產業中可說是前無古人、後無來者的「致敬」專輯：《亞洲通才》。

在這張不簡單的「致敬」專輯中，充滿來自亞洲各國家地區、不可思議的厲害人物，共同對某個時代致意的驚人能量！從第一首《中國痛China Reggaeton》以雷鬼搭配中國傳統樂器，找來香港影帝黃秋生合唱合演就讓許多聽眾嚇到下巴脫臼！《我們的海闊天空》用激情搖滾加上饒舌，找來中國歌手富九毫無違和感致敬香港傳奇樂隊Beyond，更是讓許多香港聽眾熱淚盈眶連聽三百次！《你是我的青春》鄭重邀請到當年憑藉彈奏一首《Canon Rock》爆紅國際的音樂家JerryC 跨刀合作並合演音樂錄影帶，致敬黃明志與他共同經歷的Youtube 草創那自由的時代；最驚人的創意是：黃明志連對成人色情片都可以致敬！《不小心》這首遊走在愛情與色情邊緣的歌曲，竟然邀請到無人不知無人不曉的日本當紅女優三上悠亞攜手出演，讓許多宅男在電腦前（因為痛哭）而消耗掉好幾噸的衛生紙；而90 年代的復古電音一直是許多聽眾念念不忘的音樂情懷，黃明志大膽攜手台灣電音教父DJ Jerry 羅百吉，兩人合作新曲《不要去Club》，反諷幽默又好笑，瞬間帶領聽眾回到90 年代的夜店七彩旋轉球下！

光專輯合作陣容一字排開就夠讓人嚇人了，為了完成亞洲通系列最終章《亞洲通才》的致敬概念！搖滾、雷鬼、中國風、寶萊塢、饒舌、流行、抒情、電音、廣high等無數的音樂曲風；取樣、吉他、古樂器、甚至熱巴那手大鼓、沙貝琴、西塔琴等無數的樂器元素，黃明志將上述的音樂風格和音色大膽玩弄掌間、互相揉合，每首歌在詞曲、編曲、製作到音樂錄影帶拍攝，他都有著無限的靈感與點子！黃明志說：「這是我花最長時間、最投入、最激發創意的一張音樂作品了！」

以講求完美個性著稱的黃明志，在製作《亞洲通才》這張「致敬」專輯的過程中，常為了一個當時很經典的音色，花好幾個星期、聽好幾千個不同的音色庫、不斷想辦法詢問當年的音樂製作人或編曲師，才終於完成「致敬」的第一步：找到音色。接著又開始與編曲一同興奮討論，要怎麼將這個音色與其他現代音樂元素和音樂曲式互相結合，保留該時代的感動，同時締造新時代的意義。每一首音樂作品都花了難以想像的心血與時間，才終於創作出這張令人讚嘆不已、既復古又前衛的嶄新「致敬」概念專輯《亞洲通才》！

要「致敬」不難，要「模仿」也很簡單，但如何把對音樂最大的愛，展現在對無數也曾這樣愛著音樂的經典音樂人、他們所創造的音樂時代上，這絕不是件容易的事。從學生時代黃明志帶著一個背包窮遊亞洲各國，在不知多少個窮困潦倒的夜晚，聽著這一首首經典歌曲，想著這些充滿才華的音樂人，拿起吉他彈到破皮，一首一首地寫下去，只希望有一天能成為他們的一份子。而在經過金曲獎多次的肯定後，黃明志終於在音樂上找回熱情、感動與敬意。

2020 是全球因疫情而陷入絕望的一年，但黃明志回到自己對音樂最「粗」的熱情，最「深」的感動，和最「大」的敬意，邀請了無數亞洲重要的音樂人與各領域工作者，挑戰種種極端而不可能的工作模式，耗費幾萬小時的努力，終於完成了“亞洲通”系列的最終也是最重要的一張專輯《亞洲通才》。

「通才」二字，泛指什麼都會的人才，黃明志一直相信每一個人都有獨特的才華跟天份，不論是很會演戲的影帝、讓人們開心的AV 女優、努力練習的辣妹舞者，只要願意努力，都能在各自的領域中發揮驚人的才華！以「想要跟亞洲各個有才華的人們一起合作」為出發，不論國家、地區、思想、語言、政治、種族和文化，只用初衷、熱情、執著、努力、合作和感動去完成，這就是《亞洲通才》這張專輯。

聽完這張專輯，如果你也有那麼一點被觸動，如果你也開始想努力些什麼。那麼，這張集結亞洲各國許多人們的才華而完成的《亞洲通才》專輯，僅獻給你那份也許還不為人所知的---才華。

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《Asian Polymath》 Music Album Introduction
Asian Polymath is the biggest project Namewee has ever put on, the wholly self-written album transcends the concepts of time and dimensions, it reimagines the afterlife and bestows a whole new meaning for life and death. Asian Polymath is a cognition collectives of all the previous albums, it congregates the essence from the last generation’s works. Asian Polymath is a wish from the author to honor the greats.

From 10,000 Reasons To Make Me Happy, Stop Clubbing, Our Love Is Over, Beyond The Edge and Five Hundred. These very Namewee-ish song titles have definitely got people to burst into laughters and their interest piqued. However when it comes to ‘Honoring’, the word has put Namewee into serious thoughts. To hammer the album into perfection, Namewee has had a few excursions to countries and places such as Japan, Taiwan, Hong Kong, China, Malaysia and India’s Bollywood. Through his research and mid-night grinding, he discovered the musical element which could have an ever-lasting impact on a culture’s growth. By utilizing the historical sampling and referencing techniques, Namewee inducted the element into his most recent works to woo the industry once again.

As the opening title, China Reggaeton fuses the Chinese sound with Reggae to create a unique blend of flavours yet what attracts most is the fact that Anthony Perry, the HKFA laureate being invited to feature in the song. Beyond The Edge is a song which the Hong Kong people love the most, Fu Jiu from China has a voice that strongly resembles the legendary rock band main vocals from Hong Kong – Beyond, hats off to the legends! Canon Rock 2020 is blessed to feature the song’s original creator – JerryC, the song commemorates the first wave YouTube content creators and a backstory of how Namewee rose to prominence. I Shot You shows that Namewee has limitless creativity, he wants to honour the Adult Video actresses and particularly JAV for accompanying him during his loneliest hours. Besides that, the appearance of Yua Mikami has garnered the music video a lot of unwanted attention. Do you still remember the 90s retro disco music? Stop Clubbing is a song that discourages young adults to go to such places. Head figure of Taiwan’s EDM, DJ Jerry collaborates with Namewee to rewind time back to the 90s happiest hours.

To complete the Asian Polymath formula, the finale of the ‘Asia’ albums. Unprecedented guest invitations and collaborations in the album far exceeds the industry’s common standard, in addition to the vast music genres such as Rock,R&B, Rap, Reggae, Ancient Chinese, Hindustani, Modern Pop, EDM and Disco. Nonetheless, sampling techniques, piano, guitars and strings, ancient instruments, Kompang, Sitar, Sape and countless instruments were used. Namewee greatly expanded the instrument capabilities and infused them with his creativity. During each stage of the process, the artiste was always brimming with ideas, the artist even exclaimed: ‘This project has my brain wrenched! My most time-consuming project ever!’

As a perfectionist, Namewee would always need to delve into his massive sound libraries to rummage a voicing that could match the corresponding time period, sometimes it could take weeks to filter a suitable candidate. Namewee would even go to the extreme by attempting to contact the original song producer to locate the most accurate sound but that’s just the first baby footsteps. Then, he would discuss with his arranger for ways to make the sound more modern, to fit the old blood in a new body. Asian Polymath is amazing for its preservation of the retro elements but still modern sounding aspect.

To differ ‘Honouring’ and ‘Imitating’ has its difficulties, the fine line between the 2 is ambivalent and blurry. Hence, Namewee has his own answer to such a question, he believes that by paying homage to the classics, their people and legacies would be the huge difference maker. Long story short, Namewee was already a backpacker in his college years, while he was travelling with a very tight budget in Asia, it was the classics that kept reminding him to be diligent and stoic.

The Corona-pandemic has ravaged 2020 into pieces, many were despair and despondent but Namewee persevered, thus giving birth to Asian Polymath. The word ‘Polymath’ means a person who possesses wide knowledge and talent, Namewee believes that everyone is born with talent yet true success is only granted to the most hardworking genius. Asian Polymath is Namewee’s desire for working with every talented person he came across in Asia, with burning passion comes unparalleled talent, that’s the last calling of Asian Polymath.

#黃明志 #Namewee #亞洲通才 #AsianPolymath

Kau ingat senang jadi mak bapak?

0-12 bulan : Kalau kau rasa jaga baby tu susah kau silap. Jaga baby paling senang (kot?), cukup makan cukup susu tidurlah dia cuma susah part kembong, manja (melekap macam anak panda) atau waktu main dia ikut zone US. 😎

1-2 tahun : saat paling mencabar bila dia dah pandai berjalan, memunggah, menyepah dah 1 hal nak kene selesaikan semua benda dari pagi sampai malam. Ini part yang kau sentiasa kene monitor dia 24/7 ! Kalau tak ade je benda pelik dia buat termasuk tabur bedak 1 rumah atau gunting rambut kau masa kau tertidur. 😏

2-3 tahun : saat paling menduga sebab inilah saat keemasan tantrum dia! Berguling depan kedai, meraung tak nak jalan, melalak dalam mall. Menjerit-jerit tak dapat naik kereta mainan.. eh macam-macam hal lah time-time ni 😂

4-5 tahun : saat buat perangai! Buat perangai tak nak mandi tak nak makan tak nak pakai baju tak nak jalan tak nak segala benda semata tak nak pegi skool (taska). Ulang setiap pagi selama setahun sambil ulang no.1 untuk adik dia.

5-6 tahun : saat kecemerlangan. Okey tahap ni boleh tarik nafas lega sikit sebab dia dah ade kawan boleh nyanyi-nyanyi balik sekolah (tadika) tapi kau jangan lupa ulangan dari atas untuk part adik dia pulak..kah..kah..kah.. 😜

7 tahun : ini nasib..dapat yang pergi sekolah balik sekolah okey alhamdulillah tapi dapat yang pergi wangi balik belacan padahal baru hari isnin kau urut je lah dada kau laki bini. Ha..ha..ha.. 😂😂

8-12 tahun : tak banyak masalah di sekolah kecuali part susah nya nak suruh buat kerja sekolah! Rasa macam menyanyi hari-hari duk ulang suara 😭 kalau yang no.1 perangai cemerlang dari darjah 1 tapi yang no.2 kau kene sabar tahap langit ke-7 dengan perangai #ikutsukaakulahnakbuatketak 😭😅 Tu belum masuk part hari-hari hilang pensil, hari-hari hilang pemadam, hari-hari hilang buku! 💆

Ohye sambil "menyanyi" sambil ulang dari part baby sampai ke bawah untuk adik-adik dia. Kah..kah..kah..

13-17 tahun : cabaran remaja kita sambung lain kali okey ✌

Sebenarnya jadi mak ayah ni best tau, so korang yang belum jadi mak ayah tu aku doakan 1 hari nanti jika diizinkan Allah SWT korang akan dapat rasa macam ni juga, cepat & lambat hanya Allah je yang tahu. Pada yang tak tahu erti kekuasaan Allah SWT tu baik kau diam jangan tanya-tanya orang bila nak ade anak.

#cnp
Do you think it's easy to be parents?

0-12 months: If you feel like taking care of your baby, it's hard to be wrong Taking care of the most easy baby (maybe? ), enough to eat enough milk, sleep, it's just difficult to have bloated part, spoiled (sticking like a panda child) or playing time he follows the zone US. 😎

1-2 years: the most challenging moment when he's good at walking, unloading, squeezing 1 things to solve everything from morning to night. This is the part that you always monitor him 24/7! If there's nothing strange, he'll do it including sprinkle powder for 1 houses or cut your hair while you're asleep. 😏

2-3 years old: the most suspected time is the golden tantrum of her! Rolling in front of the shop, roared no way, melak in the mall. Screaming can't ride the toy train.. eh it's all the time 😂

4-5 years: when behaving! If you don't want to take a bath, you don't want to wear clothes, you don't want to go to school (nursery). Repeat every morning for a year while repeating no. 1 for her sister.

5-6 years: a moment of brilliance. Okay this level can take a breath of relief because he already has a friend who can sing back to school (kindergarten) but don't forget to repeat from the top for his sister's part.. kah.. kah.. kah.. kah.. 😜

7 years: this is the fate.. got the one who went to school back from school okay alhamdulillah but got the one who went to smell good back belacan even though it's only Monday you'll massage your Ha.. ha.. ha.. 😂😂

8-12 years: there aren't many problems in school except for the hard part to ask to do school work! Feels like singing every day on repeat the voice 😭 if no. 1 brilliant behaviour from 1th grade but no. 2 you have to be patient with the 7th sky level with the attitude #followsukaakulahnakbuatketak 😭😅 That hasn't entered the part of the days of losing the pencil, the days of losing the eraser, losing the book 💆

Ohye while ′′ singing ′′ repeating the baby part to the bottom for his younger siblings. Kah.. kah.. kah..

13-17 years: our teenage challenge continue next time okay ✌

Actually being parents is the best, so those who haven't become parents, I pray for you 1 days if Allah SWT allowed you will feel like this too, sooner & later only Allah knows. To those who don't know the meaning of the power of Allah SWT is better to keep silent don't ask people when you want

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My sister, Michelle-Ann Iking's 3% chance of conceiving naturally was a success! Here's her story:

(My apologies as I've been overwhelmed with personal matters. I've only managed to get to my desk. So finally got around posting this).

This is the story behind my sister's pregnancy struggle and how she shared her journey over her Facebook page.

Because some may have not caught her LIVE session chat with me (https://www.facebook.com/daphneiking/videos/687743128744960/) , or read her lengthy post (as it's a private page);
she's allowed me to copy and paste it over my wall, in case you need to know more about her thought process on how AND why she focused on the 3% success probability. Read on.

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Posted 10th May 2020.
FB Credit: Michelle-Ann Iking

A week ago today I celebrated becoming a mother to our second, long awaited child.

Please forgive this mother's LONG (self-indulgent) post, journalling what this significant milestone has meant for her personally, for her own fallible memory's sake as well as maybe to share one day with her son.

If all you were wondering was whether I had delivered and if mum and bub are OK, please be assured the whole KkLM family are thriving tremendously, and continue scrolling right along your Newsfeed 😁.

OUR 3% MIRACLE

All babies are miracles... and none more so than our precious Kiaen Aaryan (pronounced KEY-n AR-yen), whose name derives from Sanskrit origins meaning:

Grace of God
Spiritual
Kind
Benevolent

...words espousing the gratitude Kishore and I feel for Kiaen's arrival as our "3% miracle".

He was conceived, naturally, after 3 years of Kishore and I hoping, praying and 'endeavoring'... and only couples for whom the objective switches from pure recreation to (elusive) procreation will understand how this is less fun than it sounds ...

3 years during which time we had consensus from 3 different doctors that we, particularly I (with my advancing age etc etc) had only a 3% chance of natural conception and that our best hope for a sibling for our firstborn, Lara Anoushka, was via IVF.

Lara herself was an 'intervention baby', being one of the 20% of babies successfully conceived through the less intrusive IUI process, after a year and a half of trying naturally and already being told then my age was a debilitating factor.

We had tried another round of IUI for her sibling in 2017 when Lara was a year old. And that time we fell into the ranks of the 80% of would-be parents for whom it would be an exercise in futility... who would go home, comfort each other as best they could, while individually masking their own personal disappointment... hoping for the best, 'the next time around'...

So the improbability ratio of 97% against natural conception of our second baby, as concurred by the combined opinion of 3 medical professionals, was a very real, very daunting figure for us to have to mentally deal with.

Deep, DEEP, down in my heart however, though I had many a day of doubt... I kept a core kernel of faith that somehow, I would again experience the privilege of pregnancy, and again, have a chance at childbirth.

And so, the optimist in me would tell myself, "Well, there have to be people who fall in the 3% bucket... why shouldn't WE be part of the 3%?"

Those who know me well, understand my belief in the Law of Attraction, the philosophy of focusing your mind only on what you want to attract, not on what you don't want, and so even as Kishore and I prepared to go into significant personal debt to attempt IVF in the 2nd half of 2019, I marshalled a last ditch effort to hone in on that 3% chance of natural conception... through research coming across fertility supplements that I ordered from the US and sent to a friend in Singapore to redirect to me because the supplier would not deliver to Malaysia.

I made us as a couple take the supplements in the 3 month 'priming period' in the lead up to the IVF procedure - preconditioning our bodies for optimum results, if you will.

At the same time, I had invested in a sophisticated fertility monitor, with probes and digital sensors for daily tracking of saliva and other unmentionable fluid samples, designed to pinpoint with chemical accuracy my state of fertility on any given day.

(UPDATE: For those interested - I obtained the supplements and Ovacue Fertility Monitor from https://www.fairhavenhealth.com/. Though I had my supplies delivered to a friend in Singapore, and redirected to me here since the US site does not deliver to Malaysia, there are local distributors for these products, you will just have to research the trustworthiness of the vendors yourself...)

I had set an intention - in the 3 months of pre-IVF priming, I would consume what seemed like a pharmacy's worth of supplements, and track fertility religiously... in hopes that somehow, within the 3 month priming period, we would conceive naturally and potentially save ourselves a down payment on a new property... and this was just a projection on financial costs of IVF, not even considering the physical, emotional and mental toll it involves, with no guarantee of a baby at the end of it all...

It was a continuation of an intention embedded even with my first pregnancy, where all the big ticket baby items were consciously purchased for use by a future sibling, in gender neutral colours, in hopes that sibling would be a brother "for a balanced pair", though of course any healthy child would be a welcome blessing.

It was a very conscious determination to always skew my thoughts in service of what the end objective was. For example, when 3+year old Lara would innocently express impatience at not yet having a sibling, at one point suggesting that since we were "taking too long to give her a baby brother/sister", perhaps we should just "go buy a baby from a shop", instead of getting defensive or berating the baby that she herself was, we enlisted Lara's help to pray for her sibling... so in any place of worship, or sacred ground of any kind that we passed thereon, Lara would stop, close her eyes, bow her small head and place her tiny hands together in prayer, reciting earnestly, "Please God, please give me a baby brother or baby sister."

After months and months of watching Lara do this, in the constancy of her childlike chant, Kishore started feeling the pressure of possibly disappointing Lara if her prayer was not answered. Whereas for me, Lara's recitation of her simple wish became like a strengthening mantra, our collective intention imbued with greater power with each repetition, and the goal of a sibling kept very much in the forefront of our minds (hence our calling Lara our 'project manager' in this endeavour).

And somehow in the 2nd month of that 3 month period, a positive + sign appeared on one of the home pregnancy tests I had grown accustomed to taking - my version of the lottery tickets others keep buying in hopes of hitting the jackpot, with all the cyclical anticipation and more often than not, disappointment, that entails...

This time however I was not disappointed.

With God's Grace, (hence 'Kiaen', a variation of 'Kiaan' which means 'Grace of God'), my focus on our joining the ranks of the 3% had materialised.

It seems poetic then, that Kiaen chose to make his appearance on the 3rd May, ironically the same date that his paternal great-grandfather departed this world for the next... such that in the combined words of Kishore and his father Kai Vello Suppiah,

"The 1st generation Suppiah left on 3rd May and the 4th generation Suppiah arrived on 3rd May after 41yrs...
One leaves, another comes, the legacy lives on..."

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KIAEN AARYAN SUPPIAH'S BIRTH STORY

On Sunday 3rd May, I was 40 weeks and 5 days pregnant.

The baby was, in my mind, very UN-fashionably late past his due date of 29th April, so as much as I had willed and 'manifested' the privilege of pregnancy, to say I was keen to be done with it all was an understatement.

In the weeks leading to up to my full term, I had experienced increasingly intense Braxton-Hicks 'practice contractions' - annoying for me for the discomfort involved, stressful for Kishore who was on tenterhooks with the false alarms, on constant alert for when we would actually need to leave home for the hospital.

Having become a Hypnobirthing student and advocate from my first pregnancy with Lara, and thus being equipped with
(1) a lack of fear about childbirth in general and
(2) a basic understanding of how all the sensations I would experience fit into the big picture of my body bringing our baby closer to us,
I was less stressed - content to wait for the baby to be "fully cooked" and come out whenever he was ready... though I wouldn't have minded at all if the cooking time ended sooner, rather than later.

With Lara, I had been somewhat 'forced' into an induced labour, even though she was not yet due, and that had resulted in a 5 DAY LABOUR, a Birth Story for another post, so I was not inclined to chemically induce labour, even though I was assured that for second time mothers, it would be 'much faster and easier'...

That morning, I had a hunch *maybe* that day was the day, because in contrast to previous weeks' sensations of tightening, pressure and even spasms that were concentrated in the front of my abdomen and occasionally shot through my sides and legs, I felt period - like cramping in my lower back which I had not felt before throughout the pregnancy.

It was about 8am in the morning then, and my 'surges' were still relatively mild ('surges' being Hypnobirthing - speak for 'contractions', designed to frame them with the more positive connotations needed to counteract common language in which childbirth is presented as something that is unequivocally painful and traumatic, instead of the miraculous, powerful and natural phenomenon it actually is).

I recall (masochistically?) entertaining the thought of opting NOT to have an epidural JUST TO SEE WHAT IT WOULD BE LIKE...

I figured this would be the last time I would be pregnant and so it would be my 'last chance' to experience 'drug free labour' which, apart from the health benefits for baby and mother, might be *interesting* in a way that people who are curious about what getting a tattoo and skydiving and bungee jumping are like, might find these *interesting*...even knowing there will be pain and risk involved...

Since I have tried tattoos and skydiving (unfortunately not being able to squeeze in bungee-jumping while my life was purely my own to risk at no dependents' possible detriment) a similar curiousity about a no-epidural labour was on my mind...

In the absence of other signs of the onset of labour (like 'bloody show' or my waters breaking), I wanted to wait until the surges were coming every few minutes before we actually left the house for the hospital, not wanting to be one of those couples who rushed in too early and had interminable waits for the next stage in unfamiliar, clinical surroundings and/or were made to go home in an anti-climatic manner.

I was even calm enough through my surges to have the presence of mind to wash and blowdry my hair, knowing if I did deliver soon I would not be allowed this luxury for a while.

Around 9am I asked Kishore to prep for Lara and himself to be dressed and breakfasted so we could head to hospital soon, while I sent messages to family members on both sides informing them 'today might be the day.'

My mother, who had briefly served as a midwife before going back into general nursing and then becoming a nursing tutor, prophetically stated that if what I was experiencing was true labour, "the baby would be out by noon".

The pace in which my surges grew closer together was surprisingly quicker than I expected; and while I asked Lara to "Hurry up with breakfast" with only a tad more urgency than we normally tell her to do, little Missy being prone to dilly-dallying at meals, I probably freaked Kishore out when about 930am onwards, I had to instinctively get on my hands and knees a couple of times, eyes closed, trying to practice the Hypnobirthing breathing techniques I had revised to help along the process of my body birthing our child into the world.

I recall him saying a bit frantically as I knelt at our front door, doubled over as he waited for Lara to complete something or other, "Lara hurry up! Can't you see Mama is in so much pain and you are taking your own sweet time??!!"

SIDETRACK: Just the night before, Lara and I had watched a TV show in which a woman gave birth with the usual histrionics accompanying pop culture depictions of labour.

Lara watched the scene, transfixed.

I told her, simply and matter-of-factly, "That's what Mama has to do to get baby brother out Lara, and that's what I had to do for you also."

In most of interactions with my daughter, I have sought to equip her to face life's situations with calmness, truthful common sense, and ideally a minimum of drama.

Those who know the dramatic diva that Lara can be will know that this is a work-in-progress, but her response to me that night showed me some of my 'teachings' were sinking in:

She looked at me unfazed, "But Mama," she said. "You won't cry and scream like that lady, right? You will be BRAVE and stay calm, right?"
#nopressure.

So as we prepped to leave for the hospital I did indeed attempt to be that role model of calm for her, asking her only for her help in keeping very quiet,
"Because Mama needs to focus on bringing baby brother out and she needs quiet to concentrate...".

As we left the house at 10.11am, I texted Kishore's sister Geetha to please prep to pick up Lara from the hospital, and was grateful Kishore had the foresight to ask our gynae to prepare a letter for Geetha to show any police roadblocks between my in-laws' home in Subang Jaya and the hospital in Bangsar, this all happening under the Movement Control Order (MCO).

To Lara's credit, in the journey over to the hospital, she - probably sensing the gravity of the situation, sat very quietly in her seat at the back, and the silence was punctuated only by my occasional deep intakes of breath and some variation of my Ohmmm-like moans when the sensations were at their height.

By the time we got to Pantai Hospital at around 10.30am, my surges were strong enough I requested a wheelchair to assist me in getting to the labour ward, as I did not trust my own legs to support me... and Kishore would have to wait until Geetha had arrived to take Lara back to my in-laws' house before he himself could go up.

I slumped in the wheelchair and was wheeled up to the labour room with my eyes closed the whole time, trying to handle my surges.

I didn't even look up to see the attendant who pushed me... but did make the effort to thank him sincerely when he handed me over, with what seemed like a palpable sense of relief on his part, to the labour ward nurses.

The nurse attending me at Pantai was calm, steady and efficient. I answered some questions and changed into my labour gown while waiting for Kishore to come up, all the while managing the increasingly intense surges with my rusty Hypnobirthing breathing techniques.

By the time Kishore joined me at around 11am (I know these timings based on the timestamps of the 'WhatsApp live feed' of messages Kishore sent to his family), I was asking the nurse on duty, "How soon can I get an epidural??" thinking what crazy woman thought she could do this without drugs???!!!

The nurse checked my cervix dilation, I saw her bloodied glove indicating my mucous plug had dislodged, and she told me, "Well you are already at 7cm (which, for the uninitiated, is 70% of the way to the 10cm dilation needed for birthing), you are really doing well, if you made it this far without any drugs, if can you try and manage without it... I suspect within 2 hours or less you will deliver your baby and since it will take about that time for the anaesthesiologist to be called, epidural to be administered and kick in... it might all be for nothing... but of course the decision is completely up to you... "

So there I was, super torn, should I risk the sensations becoming worse... or risk the epidural becoming a waste?? And of course I was trying to decide this as my labour surges were coming at me stronger and stronger...

I was in such a dilemma...because as a 'recovering approval junkie' there was also a silly element of approval-seeking involved, ("The nurse thinks I can do this without drugs... maybe I CAN do this without drugs... Yay me!") mixed with that element of curiosity I mentioned earlier ("What if I actually CAN do this without drugs... plenty of other women have done it all over the world since time immemorial.. no big deal, how bad can it be...??") so then I thought I would use the financial aspect to be the 'tiebreaker' in my decision making...

I asked the nurse how much an epidural would cost and when she replied "Around MYR1.5k", I still remember Kishore's incredulous face as I asked the question, i.e."Seriously babe, you are gonna think about money right now? If you need the epidural TAKE IT, don't worry about the money!!!"... and while we are not rich by any stretch of the imagination, thankfully RM1.5k is not a quantum that made me swing towards a decision to "better save the money"...

So in the end, I guess my curiosity won out, and I turned down the epidural "just to see what it would be like and if I had it in me" (in addition of course to avoiding the side effects of any drugs introduced into my and the baby's body).

My labour occuring in the time of coronavirus, it was protocol for me to have a COVID19 test done, so the medical staff could apply the necessary precautions. I had heard from a friend Sharon Ruba that the test procedure was uncomfortable, so when the nurse came with the test kit as I was starting another surge, I asked, "Please can I just finish this surge before I do the test?" as I really didn't think I could multitask tackling multiple uncomfortable sensations in one go.

The COVID19 test involved what felt like a looong, skinny cotton bud being inserted into one nostril... I definitely felt more than a tickle as it went in and up, being told to take deep breaths by the nurse. Then she asked me to "Try to swallow" and I felt it go into my nasal cavities where I didn't think anything could go any further, but was proven wrong when she asked me to swallow again and the swab was probed even deeper. Then she warned me there would be some slight discomfort as she prepared to collect a sample... but at that point all I could think about was:

(i) I really don't have much of a choice
(ii) please let this be over before my next surge kicks in
(iii) if all the people breaking the MCO rules knew what it feels like to do this test maybe they won't put themselves at risk of the need to perform one...

In full disclosure as I was transferred into the actual delivery room at some point after 11am, another nurse offered me 'laughing gas' to ostensibly take some of the edge off... I took the self-operated breathing nozzle passed to me but don't recall it making any difference to my sensations..so didn't use it much as it seemed pretty pointless.

I recall some measure of relief when I heard my gynae Dr. Paul entering the room, greeting Kishore and me, and telling us it was going well and it wouldn't be long now and he would see us again shortly.

From my previous labour with Lara I knew the midwives pretty much take you 90% of the way through the labour and when the Dr is called in you are really at the home stretch, so was very relieved to hear his voice though knowing he would leave and come back later meant it wasn't quite over yet.

I do remember realising when I had crossed the Thinning and Opening Phase of labour to the Birthing Phase, by the change in sensations... it is still amazing to me that as the Hypnobirthing book mentioned, having this knowledge I was instinctively able to switch breathing techniques for the next stage of labour .

Was my opting against epidural the right choice for me?

Overall? Yes.

Don't get me wrong.

I *almost* regretted the decision several times during active labour... especially when I felt my body being taken over by an overwhelming compulsion to push that did not seem conscious and was accompanied by involuntary gutteral moans where I literally just thought to myself, "I surrender, God do with me what you will..." (super dramatic I know but VERY real at the time...).

I think I experienced 3-4 such natural explusive reflexes (?), rhythmically pushing the baby down the birth path, one of which was accompanied by what felt like a swoosh of water coming out of a hose with a diameter the size of a golf ball... this was when I realised my water had finally broken...

The nurses kept instructing me to do different things, to keep breathing, to move to my side, then to move to the middle, to raise my feet... and when I didn't comply, Kishore (who was with me throughout both my labours) tried to help them by repeating the instructions prefaced with "Sayang..." but I basically ignored all the intructions because I felt I had no capacity to direct any part of my body to do anything and someone else would have to physically manoeuvre that body part themselves.

When I heard Dr. Paul's voice again and the flurry of commotion surrounding his presence, I knew the time was close... and when I heard the nurse say to Kishore, "Sir, these are your gloves, for when you cut the baby's cord", it was music to my ears...

I'm very, VERY grateful Kiaen slid out after maybe the 4th of those involuntary pushes... the wave of RELIEF when he came out so quickly... it still boggles my mind that my mother was essentially right and as his birth time was 12.02pm, it was *only* about 1.5 hours between our arrival at the hospital and his arrival into the world.

Kiaen was placed on my chest for skin to skin bonding and remained there for a considerable time.

For our short stay in the hospital he would be with us in my maternity ward number C327... another trivially serendipitous sign for me because he was born on the 3rd (May) and our wedding anniversary is 27th (July).

I was discharged the following day 4th May at about 5.30pm, after I got an all clear on COVID19 and a paediatric surgeon did a small procedure on Kiaen to address a tongue-tie that would affect his breastfeeding latch... making the entire duration of our stay about 31 hours.

I have taken the time and effort to record all this down so that whenever life's challenges threaten to get me down I can remind myself, "Ignore the 97% failure probability, focus on the 3% success probability".

Also that the human condition is miraculous and it is such a privilege to experience it.

To our son Kiaen Aaryan, thank you for coming into our lives and choosing us as your parents.

Even though Papa and I are both zombies trying to settle into a night time feeding routine with you, I look forward to spending not only all future Mother's Days, but every day, with you and your Akka...

And last but not least, to my husband Kishore...without whom none of this would be possible - we did it sayang, I love you ❤️

Photo credit: Stayhome session with Samantha Yong Photography (http://samanthayong.com/)

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ID4星際重生,或叫独立日2:星際重生：ID4：Independence day 2：Resurgence終於要上映了！相隔第一集ID4已經二十年咯
我一看了ID4:星際重生，獨立日2預告片，我就再看回獨立日來回顧一下

以前獨立日：independence day對於那時候的我們究竟有多麼的震撼

雖然那時的電腦技術比不起現在的ID4星際重生

但那個時候是最新的技術。

現在就讓我為介紹ID4星際重生 的故事

這套電影的時間線是跟住以前的故事在跑

那時的ID4是在1996年

那ID4星際重生故事的主角們也是跟住這是時間成長。

以前的物理學家（David Levinson）

在ID4:星際重生也變成ESD地球保衛局的主席

因為上一次的外星人入侵，知道科技懸殊

他用了二十年用外星人的技術去加強太空保衛戰力。

你可以看到很多反重力的配件加到飛機和直升機

上面了。

可惜Will Smith沒有參與這次的ID4星際重生

所以導演一來就賜他死，就說他太空飛機失事

這麼多外星人都打他不下

換來的是他戲裡的兒子。

對！就是以前那個小屁男。

哇！！Angelababy 呢！哎呀～不是Handela baby

啦！！這次她在ID4星際重生飾演中國戰機師加ESD的上校！
這位是。。。。有點臉熟哦～～像不像雷神？他就是

雷神的弟弟，他就好啦，可以和總統的女兒談戀愛

，這個就是以前的小女孩，現在長大了。
我一定要講的就是這一位，他就是以前ID4的總統，再

聽回他以前的致辭，還是那麼的感動和振奮人心。

讓我們來重溫一下他的致辭：

Good morning. In less than an hour, aircraft from

here will join others from around the world. And

you will be launching the largest aerial battle in this

history of mankind.
Mankind -- that word should have new meaning for

all of us today.
We can't be consumed by our petty differences

anymore.
We will be united in our common interests.
Perhaps its fate that today is the 4th of July, and

you will once again be fighting for our freedom, not

from tyranny, oppression, or persecution -- but

from annihilation.
We're fighting for our right to live, to exist.
And should we win the day, the 4th of July will no

longer be known as an American holiday, but as the

day when the world declared in one voice:
"We will not go quietly into the night!
We will not vanish without a fight!
We're going to live on!
We're going to survive!"
Today, we celebrate our Independence Day!


Part 3
不是美國的獨立日，而是地球的獨立日！好感人的致辭！
這次的ID4星際重生當然是說外星人再一次侵略地球，不過

這次的導演玩很大哦～～有多大？以前是醬油碟，

現在是大盤哦！！哈哈哈。看到這個畫面你就知道

這次的有多大了！
以前我在看獨立日第一集時會覺得有點不滿足，覺

得打得不夠厲害，這次好像是勢均力敵哦～～有好

戲看哦～～
導演還是跟世界各地的建築物有仇咯～～你看，這

個是新加坡的Marina Bay，這個是Dubai塔，飛到倫

敦了？還有我們的雙峰塔得罪你了啊？導演你曾

經被建築師拋棄過啊？
我們都希望這次續集是比第一集更震撼，由於電腦

科技的進步，可能以前第一集的極限，可以在續集

完成，我非常期待這次的ID4星際重生,獨立日2！


那我給你們一些建議：
第一：如果你還沒看過第一集，趕快去看第一集。
第二：如果你是獨立日的粉絲，都是那句，拿去吧

～我們的錢～你不可能會錯過吧！
ID4星際重生即將會在六月二十三號上映，我一定會趕快

預訂戲票，然後到時會和大家說好不好看的！
如果你還沒訂閱我的channel，請按這邊！接下來

想做兩齣戲，一個是Now you see me，另一個就是

Me before you，請大家投票一下。
謝謝大家收看，下一個影片見！

It is so excited that Independence day : Resurgence

will show in cinema on 23/June
It has been almost 20 years already，It is so excited

that Independence day : Resurgence will show in

cinema on 23/June
I watch the ID4 again after I saw the ID4

Resurgence trailer.
This movie really gave us an impact in that time.
Although the computer graphic is not so advances，
But It was the latest technology in previous time.
Let me brief you how the ID4 2 story.
The time lime of the movie is follow the previously

story.
The first episode was in 1996，So the characters

are growing too.
The physicist David Levinson in the past，Now

become director of the Earth Space Defense，He

knew that earth defense are weeks from last Alien

Invasion
So he was using alien technology on the earth

defense. You can see antigravity engine already

applied on helicopter and jets
Too bad that Will Smith isn’t in this Id4， So the

director ‘killed’ him in space ship accident.
Even Alien can’t kill him ...accident?
So his’ son’ replaced ，Ya, the small kid in previous movie