Yesterday, I finally met her during the break fast occasion. She looks healthy but thin and pale. I have the urge to go and talk to her. But I waited until we finished eating, eventually she came to our table and we chatted. She is my husband colleague, and quite close to me (considering we’ve known each other since the company started with 10 employees). When she talks she sometimes quietly looks down at my tummy. And last night she told me all about what happen 6 weeks ago...
Yes, six weeks ago Reena lost her baby. Her pregnancy and mine is actually same in terms. Reena was supposed to deliver her baby on 11th February and my EDD on 8th February 2008. We last met when we’re 10 weeks pregnant, and she looks fine. Later my husband told me Reena was admitted to hospital few times due to dehydration. And during her 18 weeks of pregnancy her bleeding became worst...and the doctor advised her to ‘let go’ the baby. Because it’s either harmful to her or the baby. And she had to force abortion (miscarriage) her baby.
I am sad for her, first time my hubby told me about it. I was shaking; I couldn’t even think to say anything. (memula marah gak kat papa, tgh2 beli makanan kat pasar malam bgtahu news camtu. Terus tak lalu nk beli apa-apa. Nak jalan pun rasa tak larat).
Other than sadness I felt for Reena, most my concern is that she has waited for 4 years for the baby. Reena already has a boy named Harish, who is cheeky and smart. Reena told me Harish cried when he saw his lifeless sister. The baby borne physically complete. You can see her well formed gender, ear, hand and everything. In fact she still alive for few minutes after she was borne.
I have a few other friends and relatives like Reena. Who has waited for like years to conceive another baby, who has never yet has a baby, having trouble conceiving and all the difficulties. I am sad for them but I can’t say I understand how they felt. I have never been in their shoes. I could never tell them ‘I understand how you feel’. But I sincere has my sympathy for them, and if I have a way to help. I hope I can help.
Two months ago, Ezy ..my best friend cried over the phone. I tried to console her and tell her that at least she already has a child. Aqil Fathi was borne a year before Dina. And since then Ezy has been waiting to get pregnant again. But to no avail. Trying to console her is like pushing the wrong button. She cried telling me how Aqil constantly asked for a baby sister or brother. Aqil is going to be five next year. Ezy feels like she’s been waiting like forever. Yes, she did go for homeopathy treatment, and is planning to meet a gynae. And again, I pushed a wrong button when I said at least you have Aqil. Ezy told me that’s what everyone been trying to tell her. But she feels down, especially when other relatives accuse her of trying not to get pregnant, they even accuse her of taking contraceptive, and some even cruelly said she’s infertile.
How could they.. I just don’t understand how some people can be so cruel, so harsh towards other human being. And I just don’t understand how some people can ask question like, for example ‘ when are you going to have baby?’ ..’when are you going to have another baby?’ .. ‘when are you going to get married?’. All these question for me is totally irrelevant. Aren’t those are things that only God knows? How come you know an answer to the question that only God know the answers. Human can only planned, hope n pray, worked hard…wait n see. Sometimes I just felt that you should ask this type of people,this question.. ‘Do you know when you’re going to die?’
And I have a long list of friend who has problem conceiving. My bestfriend, a colleague, my cousins, my sister in law, my long-time-no-see friend and the list go on. Usually when I met them and I see no changes, or I noticed that they come to occasion with husband only. I don’t dare ask. But I have to admit, for a few close friend, colleague, sister in law (who has never mind sharing how she felt about the whole situation) .. I did sometimes ask them politely, just to see if I can be a help. I just hope they don’t mind, it’s just that I care. And I pray for them…InsyaAllah..the baby will come along somehow.
Note : Last night when papa asked me what Reena n I chatted about, I took the opportunity to say this to papa. ‘tengok la betapa susah nya org nak dapatkan zuriat, dan tuhan bg kita semudah-mudahnya dapat zuriat. Mama harap sedikit susah payah, tak de duit belanja, ujian-ujian lain tu, kita tak yah la mengeluh…’ . I do believe everyone has their fair share of difficulties in life. Wallahuaklam..
Tuesday, October 9, 2007
Wednesday, September 26, 2007
For The Little Girl That Starts to Talk
27 September 2007
This morning Azalea wakes up early than both mama n papa. She plays around alone. I noticed this few weeks she starts to bubbly talk all day.
Then to our amazement, when papa wants to lift her up, papa asked Azalea..
‘Azalea, nak mandi dengan papa takkk..??’
Suddenly she opens her arms and said,
‘Papa Ajalea..’ and she smile so bright that our hearts also smile..
Terkejutnya mama, you go girl!!
Yes, she already can says few words like,
‘Nak, mama, papa, atuk, ibu (her mak su), opah, bak, ambik, kakak (sometimes it sounded like tatak), bear, pampers, susu, yak, mandi, ataih…’
And usually when she does bubbly talks, we will talk to her straight. We learn by not following her bubbly talks she will talk fast. InsyaAllah. And this morning she proves she can talk. Alhamdulillah.
Kakak talks quite early also. Kakak first sentence also early in the morning when she woke up from long night sleeps. Her first sentence was,
‘ Tu susu Dina..’
Ok..I admit I did overreacted when kakak first talk. I smsed my family and few close friends about it. I jumped in joy. That time my reaction was like ‘ yeahh…my baby finally talks’. Well, now.. Kakak talks non-stop unless when watching TV. Ahahha..kena la mama layan.
But kakak did set high benchmarks in her milestones. Maybe it’s going to be hard for her siblings to follow. But Luckily, I always believe that every child has their own milestones. InsyaAllah.
This morning Azalea wakes up early than both mama n papa. She plays around alone. I noticed this few weeks she starts to bubbly talk all day.Then to our amazement, when papa wants to lift her up, papa asked Azalea..
‘Azalea, nak mandi dengan papa takkk..??’
Suddenly she opens her arms and said,
‘Papa Ajalea..’ and she smile so bright that our hearts also smile..
Terkejutnya mama, you go girl!!
Yes, she already can says few words like,
‘Nak, mama, papa, atuk, ibu (her mak su), opah, bak, ambik, kakak (sometimes it sounded like tatak), bear, pampers, susu, yak, mandi, ataih…’
And usually when she does bubbly talks, we will talk to her straight. We learn by not following her bubbly talks she will talk fast. InsyaAllah. And this morning she proves she can talk. Alhamdulillah.
Kakak talks quite early also. Kakak first sentence also early in the morning when she woke up from long night sleeps. Her first sentence was,
‘ Tu susu Dina..’
Ok..I admit I did overreacted when kakak first talk. I smsed my family and few close friends about it. I jumped in joy. That time my reaction was like ‘ yeahh…my baby finally talks’. Well, now.. Kakak talks non-stop unless when watching TV. Ahahha..kena la mama layan.
But kakak did set high benchmarks in her milestones. Maybe it’s going to be hard for her siblings to follow. But Luckily, I always believe that every child has their own milestones. InsyaAllah.
Tuesday, September 25, 2007
For The Check Up That Doesn't Cost Us A Fortune
About a week ago, I went for a check up with Prof Za at UKMSC. The check up is due for once every two months. Other than that I went for check up at local government Klinik Desa.
Upon knowing the gender of our third baby, the only thing that was in my mind is to get pregnant for the fourth time.
Papa was of course surprised and asked me why?.. The only reason I could think is that, Azalea n Dina can be a team, so our third baby need a gang also so he can make a team of his own. Papa just smiles and tell me not to worry, coz we have another 3 quota to fulfill. Uhh…come to think about it, I pray to Allah we can take a good care of all our babies.
The gynae gave us 5 printed ultrasound of our baby, of which we only recognized the head, other than that… mama pon tak tahu ape doctor print. It’s normal scan. I did request for detail scan which is 4D, but then I have to go to HUKM on Friday. Tak larat la pulak nak mengulang. And papa also doesn’t seem so interested, so I have to cancel.
This first scan, shows the size of baby head, and prof. Za did measure the size of cerebrum and cerebellum. Normal she said..
This second n third scan is confusing, this is actually the baby face yawning. But even I stress my eyes I couldn’t figure it out. But during the scan we did see the baby fingers open n closed, and he’s moving his hand to cover his face, he opened his mouth to swallow amniotic fluid… he is so active..
And last, but not least. The gender… Nampak jek this appears on the screen prof Za terus sebut gender baby… And she said Alhamdulillah several times and congratulates us. We..don’t care about the baby gender at first,as long as the baby is healthy and in good condition.. But when my MIL smsed me telling how happy she is to know I'm carrying baby BOY. My heart suddenly flips..
Yes, It’s A BOY based on the ultrasound
Note : when I told Sabiah (a colleague of mine) that maybe I should get pregnant for the fourth time. All she said was ‘ Akak nih, kalau lagi sekali girl camne? Tak de geng jugak.’ Ala…Sa nih, suka tau buat akak berpikir balik. Org dah planned baik punyer.
Note under note : I was charge about rm132 for the check up.
But I do think its worth it compared to going to other gynae.
Here’s the portion :
Consultation : RM 25 (for a specialist that is a professor, its cheap)
Ultrasound : RM 55 (for 5 printed pages, it’s worth it)
Vitamins : RM 24 (supply of obimin n calcium for 2 months)
Disposable : RM 14 (for urine test, blood test)
Lab : RM 14 (for urine, full blood count, BP n weight)
Before I know UKMSC I simply went to any gynae. Usually gynae charge is RM 50 and above. And for ultrasound only will cost around RM30 (with one printed page or no print at all). That’s why I said it’s worth it.
Upon knowing the gender of our third baby, the only thing that was in my mind is to get pregnant for the fourth time.
Papa was of course surprised and asked me why?.. The only reason I could think is that, Azalea n Dina can be a team, so our third baby need a gang also so he can make a team of his own. Papa just smiles and tell me not to worry, coz we have another 3 quota to fulfill. Uhh…come to think about it, I pray to Allah we can take a good care of all our babies.
The gynae gave us 5 printed ultrasound of our baby, of which we only recognized the head, other than that… mama pon tak tahu ape doctor print. It’s normal scan. I did request for detail scan which is 4D, but then I have to go to HUKM on Friday. Tak larat la pulak nak mengulang. And papa also doesn’t seem so interested, so I have to cancel.
This first scan, shows the size of baby head, and prof. Za did measure the size of cerebrum and cerebellum. Normal she said..
This second n third scan is confusing, this is actually the baby face yawning. But even I stress my eyes I couldn’t figure it out. But during the scan we did see the baby fingers open n closed, and he’s moving his hand to cover his face, he opened his mouth to swallow amniotic fluid… he is so active..
And last, but not least. The gender… Nampak jek this appears on the screen prof Za terus sebut gender baby… And she said Alhamdulillah several times and congratulates us. We..don’t care about the baby gender at first,as long as the baby is healthy and in good condition.. But when my MIL smsed me telling how happy she is to know I'm carrying baby BOY. My heart suddenly flips..
Yes, It’s A BOY based on the ultrasoundNote : when I told Sabiah (a colleague of mine) that maybe I should get pregnant for the fourth time. All she said was ‘ Akak nih, kalau lagi sekali girl camne? Tak de geng jugak.’ Ala…Sa nih, suka tau buat akak berpikir balik. Org dah planned baik punyer.
Note under note : I was charge about rm132 for the check up.
But I do think its worth it compared to going to other gynae.
Here’s the portion :
Consultation : RM 25 (for a specialist that is a professor, its cheap)
Ultrasound : RM 55 (for 5 printed pages, it’s worth it)
Vitamins : RM 24 (supply of obimin n calcium for 2 months)
Disposable : RM 14 (for urine test, blood test)
Lab : RM 14 (for urine, full blood count, BP n weight)
Before I know UKMSC I simply went to any gynae. Usually gynae charge is RM 50 and above. And for ultrasound only will cost around RM30 (with one printed page or no print at all). That’s why I said it’s worth it.
Monday, September 17, 2007
My Third Pregnancy
20 AUGUST 2007
Stay, stay, baby,
Stay safe in mama’s womb
Time will come soon
You’ll be out to this beautiful world
And you’ll still be safe in mama’s arms
I planned to dedicate this third entry for my little baby, my third baby. ‘Baby satu’ kata Kakak. Kakak is so excited about this whole new baby thing. She even talks to the baby frequently. And Kakak n Azalea endlessly kissed my stomach at every single chance they got. Azalea for instance, can’t let me lie down. She will selak my baju, saw my stomach n definitely kissed it. I guess she just followed what Kakak did.
17 Sept 2007
It has been long since I last postponed posting this entry. Actually I planned to scan the baby picture from ultrasound, so I need papa to scan and save it using office scanner. Tapi asyik lupe jek. At last I managed to get the pic post here using my handphone. So here’s the baby…..
Stay, stay, baby,
Stay safe in mama’s womb
Time will come soon
You’ll be out to this beautiful world
And you’ll still be safe in mama’s arms
I planned to dedicate this third entry for my little baby, my third baby. ‘Baby satu’ kata Kakak. Kakak is so excited about this whole new baby thing. She even talks to the baby frequently. And Kakak n Azalea endlessly kissed my stomach at every single chance they got. Azalea for instance, can’t let me lie down. She will selak my baju, saw my stomach n definitely kissed it. I guess she just followed what Kakak did.
17 Sept 2007
It has been long since I last postponed posting this entry. Actually I planned to scan the baby picture from ultrasound, so I need papa to scan and save it using office scanner. Tapi asyik lupe jek. At last I managed to get the pic post here using my handphone. So here’s the baby…..
At 10 weeks.. My baby look tiny, about 27 mm..
This Wednesday, I’ll accompany papa for his appointment at PPUM, then on the afternoon he’ll accompany me to UKMSC (UKM Specialist Centre) at HUKM, for my appointment with my gynae. Suka2 jek mama pilih gynae sebab pakai GL company. Eheheh…Just to give the best to my baby. Gynae nih nama Prof Dr Zaleha. Masa beliau sambut Azalea dulu, she’s Prof Madya. Now, she’s professor already. Monthly mama checkup kat Klinik Desa Kerajaan jek.
Another thing is that, lucky me that my company has budget for medical up to RM3000. So boleh la mama guna untuk bersalin normal. Sebenarnya sakit bersalin tu sama jek kat memana pun tapi mama nak lepas bersalin tu duduk bilik seorang. Nak rehat. Kalau ikut gaji mama n papa..tak mampu kot. Masa mama bersalin kan Dina kat hospital Putrajaya, I got room with 4 patients. Malam-malam tak leh tidur. Dah la overdue 9 days, duduk hospital before bersalin 2 days, day 3 baru bersalin. Lepas bersalin, susu tak banyak, Dina lapar and nangis the whole nite, hubby lak tak leh teman la kan kat wad. So tujuan mama ambil gynae kat private nih sbb supaya papa leh teman mama during labor (ni hospital gomen pun boley) and after labor.
As for now, I still have some sickness. Masuk baby ketiga ni, dah agak lali sikit. Tapi masih tak larat sangat. Kena kuat semangat..hmmmppphh
I always imagine, how my mom pregnant and gave birth to 8 children. And takes care of us till now. She also has a bad sickness during pregnancies. She fullybreastfeed all 8 of us. And my father was sole provider for the family. He and my mom never have fret or whine on the difficulties. So I hope papa and I won’t fret especially over small things. We are lucky enough to have been blessed with 3 children.
All I do now is hope n pray, my little baby inside me will be born healthy, a great muslim/muslimah and a proud Malaysian. Aminn..
This Wednesday, I’ll accompany papa for his appointment at PPUM, then on the afternoon he’ll accompany me to UKMSC (UKM Specialist Centre) at HUKM, for my appointment with my gynae. Suka2 jek mama pilih gynae sebab pakai GL company. Eheheh…Just to give the best to my baby. Gynae nih nama Prof Dr Zaleha. Masa beliau sambut Azalea dulu, she’s Prof Madya. Now, she’s professor already. Monthly mama checkup kat Klinik Desa Kerajaan jek.
Another thing is that, lucky me that my company has budget for medical up to RM3000. So boleh la mama guna untuk bersalin normal. Sebenarnya sakit bersalin tu sama jek kat memana pun tapi mama nak lepas bersalin tu duduk bilik seorang. Nak rehat. Kalau ikut gaji mama n papa..tak mampu kot. Masa mama bersalin kan Dina kat hospital Putrajaya, I got room with 4 patients. Malam-malam tak leh tidur. Dah la overdue 9 days, duduk hospital before bersalin 2 days, day 3 baru bersalin. Lepas bersalin, susu tak banyak, Dina lapar and nangis the whole nite, hubby lak tak leh teman la kan kat wad. So tujuan mama ambil gynae kat private nih sbb supaya papa leh teman mama during labor (ni hospital gomen pun boley) and after labor.
As for now, I still have some sickness. Masuk baby ketiga ni, dah agak lali sikit. Tapi masih tak larat sangat. Kena kuat semangat..hmmmppphh
I always imagine, how my mom pregnant and gave birth to 8 children. And takes care of us till now. She also has a bad sickness during pregnancies. She fullybreastfeed all 8 of us. And my father was sole provider for the family. He and my mom never have fret or whine on the difficulties. So I hope papa and I won’t fret especially over small things. We are lucky enough to have been blessed with 3 children.
All I do now is hope n pray, my little baby inside me will be born healthy, a great muslim/muslimah and a proud Malaysian. Aminn..
Tuesday, September 11, 2007
For It's Flu, Not Just A Fever...
Last Thursday when i went to fetch Dina n Azalea from their nursery, the babysitter told me that both of them are having a fever. Oo'ooo.... Dina body temperature wasn't very high compared to Azalea, coz she already been given medication by the babysitter. While Azalea body temperature was quite high. I was comfirmed that night both my hubby n I wouldn't have a good night sleep.
That night Dina played as usual, but Azalea quietly lie down her head on my laps. I already gave her medications. Dina is easily assured about having to take medication but Azalea on the other hand is so hard.. she will pull, kick, spit...do whatever it takes to get the med out of her mouth. All I did that night was giving her 'Parmol'. When her temperature goes down a bit, she sleeps peacefully. But when the temp went up again, she started to whined...merengek..pusing2..mata pejam. Dina pun sama pulak tuh... I sponged both of them, but Dina didn't give any cooperation. Everytime her clothes gets wet..she asked for new clothes. While Azalea was fine with the sponging, but constantly pulled off 'coolpatch' from her forehead.
Yes, I have to do this to her.. Sorry Lea.. kalau tak Lea tak nak mkn ubat..sob..sob
The next day, i told my hubby, i cannot risk sending Azalea to nursery. I afraid they forget to give her the medication n her condition might get worst. So I stayed home with Azalea, and papa send Dina to Nursery. Not that I'm not worried about Dina health. But Dina can take care of herself. She definitely will ask the babysitter for her medication for she loves taking it. I repeat 'LOVE'.... It's true, dengan mama pun Dina will constantly remind me that it's time for her to take her medications. Of course la tak ikut timing, but as long as she feels that she wasn't well she would deinitely asked for..'ubat kakak'...
Friday evening, Azalea's conditions getting worse. She has runny nose, she cannot swallow her own saliva, milk..let alone food. We brought her to clinics... The doctor told us, 'to our horror', Azalea has 'throat ulcer'. The doctor gave us antibiotics(for azalea had tonsilitis b4, so everytime she has a fever, she has 2 be treated with antibiotics), oral lotion for throat's ulcers, n paracetamol. And that nite, we're having war...me n azalea... Marah betul dia ngan mama mlm tuh.. Sampai hari nih dia tak nak kat mama. And that nite, papa n mama only get to sleep at 4 am..
As on saturday her conditions doesn't get any better, we went for 2nd opinion at other clinic. This time Azalea was given a better medication...or i might said more powerful. Sian nyer anak mama...the ulcers still there. And because she has previous tonsilitis history, whenever she has a fever, her tonsil would definitely swollen n it's painful...uhhh...sedey sgt...sorry mama x jaga adik baik2 sampai kena tosilitis...tsk..tsk...
And then on Sunday nite, I felt so uncomfortable. Plus I still feel nausea. Papa told me to rest..thanks papa. But Monday morning, I wake up with pained all over my body... Papa said my temperature is OK. So I just get ready to work...(as usually..my morning puke takes all the time I have..). With constant morning sickness, puking n vomitting...I usually felt weak until I had my morning breakfast. So usually kalau rase lemah2 pon, aku gagahkan diri drive jugak..nanti dh mkn skit OK la kot. Bread is forbidden, coz it's lead to bloating n more vomitting. But that Monday was different, suddenly I couldn't swallow the 'karipap' i bought. And I ate not even half.. Rase seram sejuk. Then I realised that I drove at 60 kmph...patut la byk keta duk potong aku. Lemah sgt rasa...
As I arrived at my office, I realised my NOSE BLOCK has become runny nose, my eyes burning, my throat ache, my body is in pain. I went to meet my students n told them I don't think I can teach that day. I really hope they understand, coz i've been 'MC'ing few times and had to do a few replacement class. Sian diorg...
I went back to my office, and told Megh n Liena (by skype). Megh asked me to go to clinic, but I told her I had all the flu simptoms but my temp wasn't high. Megh assured me early medications help. Liena reminds me I'm in terms..I'm pregnant. So better get a rest or sumthing ... Thanks gals.. Tapi tak larat jugak nk gi klinik, rasa nk drive balik pon x larat. So I told Megh, I need to lie down..Megh offered to send me to clinics (as usual ;P..tu yg sayang Megh tuh, last time she even offered to use her ID for me so I can get treatments at panels. Tak leh la yang!!), but I have to politely declined. Nak jalan pon rase tak larat. So I lied down n eventually falls asleep.
At 4 pm I went to clinic..And to my dismayed..ramai la pulak org. And I had to wait around half an hour and I haven't had any lunch. And to my suprised, my temp is actually 38 degree celcius. Are u kidding me? I put my hand on my forehead...it wasn't hot. Doc kata, panas dalam tuh... So he gave me MC.
MC again? I wouldn't bluff, who do not love MC's. I like MCs.. but not at this time of the semester. MC means I have to cancel classes. Cancelling classes mean replacements.. Aduhhh...tapi badan mmg tak larat la... Lepas keluar klinik, terus beli mknn..tapi nk mkn x lalu. Beli buah, beli air..Mkn buah je..Air pon x lepas tekak. Slowly I drove home..safely. That nite, both Dina n Azalea throwing tantrums.. buat perangai. And I cried, entah nape nangis lak, sbb tak larat dah sgt2 nk layan diorg kot... tak pun it's my pregnancy hormons.
So yesterday, I just rest at home. Surf the net, makan ubat as prescribed, but couldn't sleep the whole day. Papa has been so nice taking care of everything for 2 days, the babies, foods.. even I know he's damn tired. Thanks papa.. (Actually he's taking care of almost everythings since I got pregnant.. =P )
But last nite, I felt better and as I've finished some marking, I decided to key in marks while watching TV, best la pulak aku tgk hell's kitchen, ghost whisperer (definitely a must), beauty n geek (dh nk abis season, saje la tgk) and Janice Dickinson's Agency. Sedar2 dah pukul 1.30 pagi. This must be the coffee... (lupe lak aku on medication, apsal minum coffee nih?) Konon nk hilangkan loya. Yeah, right..!! Last2 pukul 4 am baru tido, itu pun setelah papa bangun and saw me still in front of laptop and decided to stayed with me in the family hall. Err...tak pe lah papa, jom tido.
Baru nak tidur, Azalea screaming for milk, Dina wakes up and decided she needs to pee.. settled. Baru nak lelap, hp papa nyer alarm screaming at 4.40am!!!. Papa is fast asleep, so I had to bangun..n shut it up. Last2 tertidur jugak only to be awaken by my neighbour car, dengar kereta neighbour nih tau dah 6.15 am. Uhhhuuu... And again terjaga jam 7 am sbb nk solat. Suddenly papa kata dia kena gi awal, so x leh la nk lie down jap (sbb ari nih patut leh dtg lewat skit sbb kelas abis lambat)... Nak mandi... muntah (as usual) tanpa henti...tapi kosong. And last but not least...SAKIT KEPALA!!!!!
That night Dina played as usual, but Azalea quietly lie down her head on my laps. I already gave her medications. Dina is easily assured about having to take medication but Azalea on the other hand is so hard.. she will pull, kick, spit...do whatever it takes to get the med out of her mouth. All I did that night was giving her 'Parmol'. When her temperature goes down a bit, she sleeps peacefully. But when the temp went up again, she started to whined...merengek..pusing2..mata pejam. Dina pun sama pulak tuh... I sponged both of them, but Dina didn't give any cooperation. Everytime her clothes gets wet..she asked for new clothes. While Azalea was fine with the sponging, but constantly pulled off 'coolpatch' from her forehead.
Yes, I have to do this to her.. Sorry Lea.. kalau tak Lea tak nak mkn ubat..sob..sob
The next day, i told my hubby, i cannot risk sending Azalea to nursery. I afraid they forget to give her the medication n her condition might get worst. So I stayed home with Azalea, and papa send Dina to Nursery. Not that I'm not worried about Dina health. But Dina can take care of herself. She definitely will ask the babysitter for her medication for she loves taking it. I repeat 'LOVE'.... It's true, dengan mama pun Dina will constantly remind me that it's time for her to take her medications. Of course la tak ikut timing, but as long as she feels that she wasn't well she would deinitely asked for..'ubat kakak'...
Friday evening, Azalea's conditions getting worse. She has runny nose, she cannot swallow her own saliva, milk..let alone food. We brought her to clinics... The doctor told us, 'to our horror', Azalea has 'throat ulcer'. The doctor gave us antibiotics(for azalea had tonsilitis b4, so everytime she has a fever, she has 2 be treated with antibiotics), oral lotion for throat's ulcers, n paracetamol. And that nite, we're having war...me n azalea... Marah betul dia ngan mama mlm tuh.. Sampai hari nih dia tak nak kat mama. And that nite, papa n mama only get to sleep at 4 am..
As on saturday her conditions doesn't get any better, we went for 2nd opinion at other clinic. This time Azalea was given a better medication...or i might said more powerful. Sian nyer anak mama...the ulcers still there. And because she has previous tonsilitis history, whenever she has a fever, her tonsil would definitely swollen n it's painful...uhhh...sedey sgt...sorry mama x jaga adik baik2 sampai kena tosilitis...tsk..tsk...
And then on Sunday nite, I felt so uncomfortable. Plus I still feel nausea. Papa told me to rest..thanks papa. But Monday morning, I wake up with pained all over my body... Papa said my temperature is OK. So I just get ready to work...(as usually..my morning puke takes all the time I have..). With constant morning sickness, puking n vomitting...I usually felt weak until I had my morning breakfast. So usually kalau rase lemah2 pon, aku gagahkan diri drive jugak..nanti dh mkn skit OK la kot. Bread is forbidden, coz it's lead to bloating n more vomitting. But that Monday was different, suddenly I couldn't swallow the 'karipap' i bought. And I ate not even half.. Rase seram sejuk. Then I realised that I drove at 60 kmph...patut la byk keta duk potong aku. Lemah sgt rasa...
As I arrived at my office, I realised my NOSE BLOCK has become runny nose, my eyes burning, my throat ache, my body is in pain. I went to meet my students n told them I don't think I can teach that day. I really hope they understand, coz i've been 'MC'ing few times and had to do a few replacement class. Sian diorg...
I went back to my office, and told Megh n Liena (by skype). Megh asked me to go to clinic, but I told her I had all the flu simptoms but my temp wasn't high. Megh assured me early medications help. Liena reminds me I'm in terms..I'm pregnant. So better get a rest or sumthing ... Thanks gals.. Tapi tak larat jugak nk gi klinik, rasa nk drive balik pon x larat. So I told Megh, I need to lie down..Megh offered to send me to clinics (as usual ;P..tu yg sayang Megh tuh, last time she even offered to use her ID for me so I can get treatments at panels. Tak leh la yang!!), but I have to politely declined. Nak jalan pon rase tak larat. So I lied down n eventually falls asleep.
At 4 pm I went to clinic..And to my dismayed..ramai la pulak org. And I had to wait around half an hour and I haven't had any lunch. And to my suprised, my temp is actually 38 degree celcius. Are u kidding me? I put my hand on my forehead...it wasn't hot. Doc kata, panas dalam tuh... So he gave me MC.
MC again? I wouldn't bluff, who do not love MC's. I like MCs.. but not at this time of the semester. MC means I have to cancel classes. Cancelling classes mean replacements.. Aduhhh...tapi badan mmg tak larat la... Lepas keluar klinik, terus beli mknn..tapi nk mkn x lalu. Beli buah, beli air..Mkn buah je..Air pon x lepas tekak. Slowly I drove home..safely. That nite, both Dina n Azalea throwing tantrums.. buat perangai. And I cried, entah nape nangis lak, sbb tak larat dah sgt2 nk layan diorg kot... tak pun it's my pregnancy hormons.
So yesterday, I just rest at home. Surf the net, makan ubat as prescribed, but couldn't sleep the whole day. Papa has been so nice taking care of everything for 2 days, the babies, foods.. even I know he's damn tired. Thanks papa.. (Actually he's taking care of almost everythings since I got pregnant.. =P )
But last nite, I felt better and as I've finished some marking, I decided to key in marks while watching TV, best la pulak aku tgk hell's kitchen, ghost whisperer (definitely a must), beauty n geek (dh nk abis season, saje la tgk) and Janice Dickinson's Agency. Sedar2 dah pukul 1.30 pagi. This must be the coffee... (lupe lak aku on medication, apsal minum coffee nih?) Konon nk hilangkan loya. Yeah, right..!! Last2 pukul 4 am baru tido, itu pun setelah papa bangun and saw me still in front of laptop and decided to stayed with me in the family hall. Err...tak pe lah papa, jom tido.
Baru nak tidur, Azalea screaming for milk, Dina wakes up and decided she needs to pee.. settled. Baru nak lelap, hp papa nyer alarm screaming at 4.40am!!!. Papa is fast asleep, so I had to bangun..n shut it up. Last2 tertidur jugak only to be awaken by my neighbour car, dengar kereta neighbour nih tau dah 6.15 am. Uhhhuuu... And again terjaga jam 7 am sbb nk solat. Suddenly papa kata dia kena gi awal, so x leh la nk lie down jap (sbb ari nih patut leh dtg lewat skit sbb kelas abis lambat)... Nak mandi... muntah (as usual) tanpa henti...tapi kosong. And last but not least...SAKIT KEPALA!!!!!
Monday, September 3, 2007
For You Are Getting Fat, My Dear
The Other day while my husband and I prepared ourselves for weekend movie outing, he asked me what he should wear. Knowing my habits of making sure that we wear same color clothes, he usually wouldn't choose his own clothes and happy to wait for me to choose for him. Planning to wear the clothes that have no matching to his, I simply picked a white shirt with nice batik stripes.
When he puts on the clothes, he complained that the shirt I bought for him last year already shrinking. Paying no heed to his comment, I smirkingly said...
"Dear, I don't think it's your shirt, I think it's your tummy getting big!"
In other words my dear hubby is getting more fat at stomach area la. Couldn't blame him coz he cannot play any sport for his health doesn't permit him so. Hearing my comment, he takes a deep breath to hide his figure. Still not satisfied, my husband said that he can see clearly from the mirror that the shirt is getting short.
Being me, and who I’m am... I clearly don't see the point of arguing. So I simply let the matters fall.
On the way to the movie, my hubby seems not so comfortable. So I asked him, what's wrong. Then to my surprised, he said that he thinks that his boxer is also shrinking. And this makes him uncomfortable.
Oh my... Men are always man. So I just laugh my heart out. His behavior reminds me of an email I got few years back. Titled Man are from Mars and Woman From Venus (or vise versa, i dun remember ;P). The email shows the difference between man and woman.
'when a woman tries a clothes and it doesn’t fit them, the said they're getting fat, but when man tries a clothes and it doesn't fit them, they simply thinks that the clothes shrink'. LOL
note : when mama gained weight during pregnancy, papa would definitely gained some weight and eventually lost them after mama gave birth... maybe it's hormonal. OR maybe papa loss weight coz he in charge in taking care of the babies... ehehehhehe
When he puts on the clothes, he complained that the shirt I bought for him last year already shrinking. Paying no heed to his comment, I smirkingly said...
"Dear, I don't think it's your shirt, I think it's your tummy getting big!"
In other words my dear hubby is getting more fat at stomach area la. Couldn't blame him coz he cannot play any sport for his health doesn't permit him so. Hearing my comment, he takes a deep breath to hide his figure. Still not satisfied, my husband said that he can see clearly from the mirror that the shirt is getting short.
Being me, and who I’m am... I clearly don't see the point of arguing. So I simply let the matters fall.
On the way to the movie, my hubby seems not so comfortable. So I asked him, what's wrong. Then to my surprised, he said that he thinks that his boxer is also shrinking. And this makes him uncomfortable.
Oh my... Men are always man. So I just laugh my heart out. His behavior reminds me of an email I got few years back. Titled Man are from Mars and Woman From Venus (or vise versa, i dun remember ;P). The email shows the difference between man and woman.
'when a woman tries a clothes and it doesn’t fit them, the said they're getting fat, but when man tries a clothes and it doesn't fit them, they simply thinks that the clothes shrink'. LOL
note : when mama gained weight during pregnancy, papa would definitely gained some weight and eventually lost them after mama gave birth... maybe it's hormonal. OR maybe papa loss weight coz he in charge in taking care of the babies... ehehehhehe
Tuesday, August 21, 2007
For Those Are The Greatest Friend Not Just Bestfriends
I was thinking of posting this a few days ago. It was so sentimental of me. I almost cried when i saw her in a wedding dress. 'baju nikah' to be exact. She is that greatest friend... And I have only 2 of those.. For her i dedicated this entry.. (btw,she didn't read my blog ;P)
Those greatest friend is not just bestfriends
Those are the one who did not ask you why u didn't call them, instead they call you
Those are the one who talk directly what they didn't agree infront of your face but backed you up behind you
Those are friend who defend you when others critisized you, in fact they explain to others what are you, and who are you
Those are friend who simply ask you for uncertain news they heard about you
Those are friend who did not ask you to be STRONG when you are down, but they be strong for you
Those greatest friend they have never talks behind you, they tell you straight to your face what went wrong
Those are friend that are hard n rare to find, they have never had a heart feeling or 'terluka' or 'kecik hati' with you because they understand you without you having to explain
Those are friend your parents know by nickname
Those greatest friend come to your rescue, whenever you need them eventhough you have not contacted them for months, infact for year..
Those are friend who are happy for you, and whatever you did or have done with your live
Those are friend who silently forgive you, and you did the same..
I been postponing to post this entry that I lost words. I only have 2 of those greatest friend.. Hoping not to loose them
Bestfriend : I have 3 of them, and Aida my bestfriend during campus life died 2 years ago
(I had never had a chance to tell her she's my bestfriend...sob..sob..)
Some people may ask me how can you count friends like that? For me, greatest friend are rare, bestfriend are countable, but friend are incountable. Trust me, never had i tell them they are my greatest/ bestfriend. But they know who they are... Been knowing them for like more than 10 years. We have never declared we're bestfriend, but we are. They are there during my happiest moment, on my wedding day, during my confinement period, they struggle to come just to meet my juniors.. They know my husband very well n mingle with him as if they are his friend also. My hubby doesn't feel awkward during their attendance and so they are..infact they will simply call my husband hp to reach me..or to find me if i 'lost' for long time...ahakss
I have 2 good friends, ala...only 2 ka? yup...2 good friend who definitely being good and caring
And I have 3 understanding friends who are great, and of course understanding.. we've known each others by heart. We hardly meet, when i said hardly means HARRRRRDDDDLYYYYY... But i adore them dearly for we're from different background and only one similar thing that connect us...our babies.
And, i was hoping that in the future, my babies...Dina and Azalea will meet their greatest and bestfriend of their own. who cherish every moment of their life. Who demand no love but giving it. To accompany then throughout their life, be it single or married, young or old. Of course, to have a greatest friend, there are give n take...but definitely no demand.
Those greatest friend is not just bestfriends
Those are the one who did not ask you why u didn't call them, instead they call you
Those are the one who talk directly what they didn't agree infront of your face but backed you up behind you
Those are friend who defend you when others critisized you, in fact they explain to others what are you, and who are you
Those are friend who simply ask you for uncertain news they heard about you
Those are friend who did not ask you to be STRONG when you are down, but they be strong for you
Those greatest friend they have never talks behind you, they tell you straight to your face what went wrong
Those are friend that are hard n rare to find, they have never had a heart feeling or 'terluka' or 'kecik hati' with you because they understand you without you having to explain
Those are friend your parents know by nickname
Those greatest friend come to your rescue, whenever you need them eventhough you have not contacted them for months, infact for year..
Those are friend who are happy for you, and whatever you did or have done with your live
Those are friend who silently forgive you, and you did the same..
I been postponing to post this entry that I lost words. I only have 2 of those greatest friend.. Hoping not to loose them
Bestfriend : I have 3 of them, and Aida my bestfriend during campus life died 2 years ago
(I had never had a chance to tell her she's my bestfriend...sob..sob..)
Some people may ask me how can you count friends like that? For me, greatest friend are rare, bestfriend are countable, but friend are incountable. Trust me, never had i tell them they are my greatest/ bestfriend. But they know who they are... Been knowing them for like more than 10 years. We have never declared we're bestfriend, but we are. They are there during my happiest moment, on my wedding day, during my confinement period, they struggle to come just to meet my juniors.. They know my husband very well n mingle with him as if they are his friend also. My hubby doesn't feel awkward during their attendance and so they are..infact they will simply call my husband hp to reach me..or to find me if i 'lost' for long time...ahakss
I have 2 good friends, ala...only 2 ka? yup...2 good friend who definitely being good and caring
And I have 3 understanding friends who are great, and of course understanding.. we've known each others by heart. We hardly meet, when i said hardly means HARRRRRDDDDLYYYYY... But i adore them dearly for we're from different background and only one similar thing that connect us...our babies.
And, i was hoping that in the future, my babies...Dina and Azalea will meet their greatest and bestfriend of their own. who cherish every moment of their life. Who demand no love but giving it. To accompany then throughout their life, be it single or married, young or old. Of course, to have a greatest friend, there are give n take...but definitely no demand.
Tuesday, August 14, 2007
My Azalea
Azalea...Nur Hanis Azalea. I love so much to call her Azalea instead of Nur or Hanis. Azalea in arabic means forever, ‘kekal abadi’. Nur is cahaya, Hanis is takwa. So Nur Hanis Azalea mean Cahaya Takwa Kekal Abadi. I don’t know where in the world did i have the idea of naming my babies with that long name. All i want to is for them to have name that have a sentence of meaning. Instead of each word meaning. Kakak named as Nur Irdina Nasuha meaning Cahaya Kehormatan Kami Suci Murni.
Azalea in scientific is the name of flower. Huhuu...mentang-mentang la mama org science. Acually it was coincidence. I didn’t realised Azalea is the name of flower until a few of my friends (ex-coursemate in Chemistry) reply my msg saying it was nice to name a daughter with name of flower. Masa tuh baru 2 3 hari bersalinkan Azalea. Bukan sorang plak tuh kata Azalea tuh nama bunga, 3 4 org jugak la. Paling best nenek kata, Azalea nama jenama pinggan. Hehehe...memang ada pun.
Azalea in scientific is the name of flower. Huhuu...mentang-mentang la mama org science. Acually it was coincidence. I didn’t realised Azalea is the name of flower until a few of my friends (ex-coursemate in Chemistry) reply my msg saying it was nice to name a daughter with name of flower. Masa tuh baru 2 3 hari bersalinkan Azalea. Bukan sorang plak tuh kata Azalea tuh nama bunga, 3 4 org jugak la. Paling best nenek kata, Azalea nama jenama pinggan. Hehehe...memang ada pun.
Azalea is one the Best things that happen to my life. When i’m in my 2nd pregnancy i was just hoping that i can give kakak baby sister. But never had i mentioned that i wanted so much another baby girl. Kalau org tanyer pun paling banyak i’ll said, rasa cam nk baby girl, tp x kisah la baby girl ke boy...janji sihat. But i did know nenek nak cucu boy lagi sorang, coz cucu nenek now 7 girl, 2 boy. (back then before Azalea was borned 6 girls and 1 boy). Tapi Nenek tak kisah. Nenek sayang semua sama. My husband and I called my mom, Nenek n my MIL, Opah. so that the children will understand. Plus it’s easier to differenciate between mak keramat n mak kampar. We always said mak when mention either mak kampar or mak keramat. It has never been mak abg or mak saya. maybe because I don’t feel it appropriate to address my MIL as mak abg, for me once i’m married to their son i’m their daughter. Eh ...tgh cite psl Azalea kan..leh corner ke lain pulak... 
Azalea for one thing...is totally different from kakak. She is more active, but focused. Kakak also active but she hardly mingled with other. Lambat kakak nk baik dgn org. But Kakak is a fast learner and yet she’s hardly focused, so much like mama. Azalea mmg lain sgt dari kakak, but dia cepat tangkap apa kakak buat and tiru. And she’s so much like papa, focused...tak leh kacau. Paling haru bile Azalea tiru apa kakak buat and buat lebih advance. Contoh nya, kalau kakak menulis..Azalea akan ikut. But yang Kakak tulis atas kertas, yang Azalea tulis atas kertas, buku cerita, dinding and carpet. Paling haru kakak yang tak pernah conteng dinding pun ikut Azalea. Paling hebat, Azalea conteng tangan and badan. Kakak ikut sekali jek, kena marah.. Kakak tak pernah buat dah. Since she was small like 15 months, kakak dh bole bezakan kemarahan, kegembiraan, pujian dan sebagainya. so kakak kalau kena marah sekejap dah paham. Azalea??? ekekekkeee....ligat, marah la camne pun. Dia diam sat jek Pastu, mama and papa garu kepala..sambil mama taip nih Azalea tgh cuba conteng baju..
Azalea is one of the best things that happen to our life. Pernah mama n papa menitik airmata. syahdu tgk kakak main dgn Azalea. seolah2 our hajat utk bagi kakak teman tercapai. Mmg kalo kecik berdua nih gaduh, mama geram...papa lagi la sejak jaga diorg sendirian sebab mama asyik kursus, bile marah cam ‘blood goes upstairs’ jek. kihkihkih...Tapi bile diorang main gelak-gelak..heaven jek rase..
Azalea for one thing...is totally different from kakak. She is more active, but focused. Kakak also active but she hardly mingled with other. Lambat kakak nk baik dgn org. But Kakak is a fast learner and yet she’s hardly focused, so much like mama. Azalea mmg lain sgt dari kakak, but dia cepat tangkap apa kakak buat and tiru. And she’s so much like papa, focused...tak leh kacau. Paling haru bile Azalea tiru apa kakak buat and buat lebih advance. Contoh nya, kalau kakak menulis..Azalea akan ikut. But yang Kakak tulis atas kertas, yang Azalea tulis atas kertas, buku cerita, dinding and carpet. Paling haru kakak yang tak pernah conteng dinding pun ikut Azalea. Paling hebat, Azalea conteng tangan and badan. Kakak ikut sekali jek, kena marah.. Kakak tak pernah buat dah. Since she was small like 15 months, kakak dh bole bezakan kemarahan, kegembiraan, pujian dan sebagainya. so kakak kalau kena marah sekejap dah paham. Azalea??? ekekekkeee....ligat, marah la camne pun. Dia diam sat jek Pastu, mama and papa garu kepala..sambil mama taip nih Azalea tgh cuba conteng baju..
Azalea is one of the best things that happen to our life. Pernah mama n papa menitik airmata. syahdu tgk kakak main dgn Azalea. seolah2 our hajat utk bagi kakak teman tercapai. Mmg kalo kecik berdua nih gaduh, mama geram...papa lagi la sejak jaga diorg sendirian sebab mama asyik kursus, bile marah cam ‘blood goes upstairs’ jek. kihkihkih...Tapi bile diorang main gelak-gelak..heaven jek rase..
Azalea jauh beza dengan kakak. Kakak takut org, Azalea berani tapi jinak2 merpati. dekat boleh, sentuh jangan. At the age of 9 months, Azalea dh boleh panjat tangga n kerusi kecil. Panjat merata but umur setahun baru boleh jalan. Kakak failed bab memanjat sampai umur 2 tahun. But actually kakak starts walking at 8 months. Pakai kan kasut, lepas lah Azalea berjalan...huhuuu...jauh pergi nyer. Kakak? selagi boleh menebeng kat mama n papa...heheh...akan menebeng selama mungkin. Langsung tak terpesona dgn tarikan dunia. Kakak is a light sleeper, kalau tinggal dia tido sensorang, tak sampai 15 minit, kakak akan terbangun. Azalea...tidur nyenyak tak hingat. So kalau Azalea tidur tak nyenyak...kitorg paham lah somethings wrong somewhere..
Azalea banyak betul beza dengan kakak. But both are princesses yang teramat kami sayang. Mama yang beria nk baby girl masa mengandung kan kakak. Azalea is the bonus. Memang old saying ada ckp ‘menjaga sekandang kerbau lagi mudah dari menjaga seorg anak perempuan’. Kira mama ada dua kandang kerbau ker? hikhikhik...but deep down I always remember that and pray my princesses will be wanita solehah and taat. Amin. Semoga ‘Cahaya Takwa akan Kekal Abadi’ dan ‘Cahaya Kehormatan Kami itu sentiasa Suci Murni’...
Monday, July 23, 2007
Peminat Kopi Yang Cilik
Peminat kopi yang cilik : Part 1
Hari tuh mama pegi pasar basah dengan Dina
Mama beli air tin Milo utk Dina and Nescafe (real coffee) utk mama
At the end : Dina minum Nescafe mama, mama terpaksa minum Milo
Peminat kopi yang cilik : Part 2
Hari tuh papa buat Ali Cafe, sambil minum sorok2 kat dapur
Tujuan nyer nak nyorok dr Dina, sekali Dina ter'bau'...
"papa, minum ape tuh?"
"minum teh..."
"nak rasa..."
Terpaksa lah papa bg Dina rasa...
"sedap teh papa, kakak suka"
Mama tanyer,
"kakak minum apa tuh?"
"kakak minum Kopi papa..."
Ahahaha...dpt jugak dia detect tu kopi, bukan teh..
Hari tuh mama pegi pasar basah dengan Dina
Mama beli air tin Milo utk Dina and Nescafe (real coffee) utk mama
At the end : Dina minum Nescafe mama, mama terpaksa minum Milo
Peminat kopi yang cilik : Part 2
Hari tuh papa buat Ali Cafe, sambil minum sorok2 kat dapur
Tujuan nyer nak nyorok dr Dina, sekali Dina ter'bau'...
"papa, minum ape tuh?"
"minum teh..."
"nak rasa..."
Terpaksa lah papa bg Dina rasa...
"sedap teh papa, kakak suka"
Mama tanyer,
"kakak minum apa tuh?"
"kakak minum Kopi papa..."
Ahahaha...dpt jugak dia detect tu kopi, bukan teh..
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