Tespack blm positif, tapi aku yakin bgtt ini kehamilan pertama. Karena apa.
Tiap teng jam 2 bangun, ga bisa tidur lagi. Suhu basal rasanya naik terus, dijailin anak-anak, mual ringan, punggung rasanya penuh, mood bahagia.
Aamiin Ya Allah.. semiga ini kehamilan Perdana.
Coba la mikir sendiri. Situ yg gaji kecil. Situ yg deket ortu. Situ yg A to Z di 2 rumah. Coba deh dituker. Please. Dak usah cuma bise marah marah bai.
@somexthread Pas bgt kemarin anak murid ku nginep di rumah 6 org, buka puasa-sahur merengek ke ortu mrk buat nginep di rmh ku, gurunya, ortu acc, aturan di rumah ttp jalan, sampah ga sembarangan, semua solat dijalankan, mau mereka main2, ga khusyuk dsb, harus wajib solat. Kalo ga, pulang!
Mantep benerr~ bulan februari belum kelarr udah 2 kali ke dokter spesialisssss~ gaji segini segini aja bulan feb yg singkat ini udah mau ngabisin 1/3 gaji buat ke dokter 😭😭
Masya Allah beneuurr
@yappingfess Ngeri bnr dah org2 yg milih post seenak jidat alih2 negur baik2 lgsg (klo emng kasian sm si adek). Jd mikir berulang bgt utk diri sendiri yg kaki ny gmpang pegel, u/ ga ngsh tmpt duduk pdhl tubuh “butuh” duduk. Kya knp manusia umur produktif ga boleh pake haknya, bhkn utk dduk?
@tanyarlfes Bibi ku prnh begini, akhirnya mama buka kls ceramah dadakan…
“Dzikir bs dmn aja, dlm keadaan apapun bs zikir dan meminta, klo lg diluar berdoa abis solat gpp cm selamat dunia akhirat n slmt di jln, lnjut doanya sambil jln, org lain nunggu, ngedumel, kita yg berdoa jg berdosa”
And now, another surprises😅
When my hubby and I planning to have a baby, boomb!
✨Cyst Ovarium Sinistra✨
Which, then, of your Lord's blessings do you both deny?
Disappointed but not surprised.
And I declare, I am a TTC warrior, fighting for those two pink lines 🥹
Allah always gives me surprises. Before I got married, a doctor diagnosed me with a lifelong illness that has no cure. No one can cure it — only Allah’s mercy can.
I cried. I denied it. I went everywhere looking for answers. But the truth is — I am a survivor.
You didn’t just hurt her.
You hurt her while she was already fighting things you knew nothing about.
Family stress. Loneliness. Anxiety she never talked about.
And instead of being her safe place… you became another thing she had to survive.
That’s not a mistake. That’s a failure to show up.
You call her toxic now.
But you met her when she was kind, open, and trusting. Before the lies. Before the betrayal. Before she had to protect herself from you. She became guarded because you kept hurting her.
She became reactive because you kept crossing lines. She became tired because she kept choosing you while you chose yourself. That wasn't toxicity. That was damage.
And expecting her to stay soft after everything you put her through is the real denial. You didn't lose a good woman. You changed her, then blamed her for the result.
You broke her trust, you bruised her heart, and now you're shocked she's not the same person you fell for.
Newsflash: she's not the one who's changed; your perspective has. You're seeing the effects of your actions and calling it her problem.
She's not toxic; she's wounded.
And instead of owning up to the hurt you caused, you're gaslighting her into thinking she's the flawed one.
Own it. You hurt someone who loved you, and now she's protecting herself from further pain.
That's not toxicity; that's self-preservation.
And if you can't see the damage you've done, that's on you.