Kidz around the world

Posted this in my other blog. Since she's someone's daughter too, i think it ought to be here as well. I almost cried hearing this girl singing the 'i really miss you' part. pity her, pity the world. stupid american government.

34 weeks... 6 weeks to go!

believe me, 6 weeks is a long long wait when u're pregnant.

but ...
Soon there'll be not much time for myself again.
Soon sleepless nights will begin again.
Soon it'll be 4 of us, no more 3.
Soon we'll hafta start once again bringing one extra bag everytime we go out.
Soon Jazz will be harder to handle, as she might become jealous or furious with d coming of new person bugging her place.
Soon the house could no longer play loud music/tv throughout the day, instead it'll be replaced with cries and laughter of one more little one.
Soon we'll be parents of two and Jazz is a big sister.
Soon there'll be two sizes of pampers to buy (eventho Jazz only wears pampers when sleeping at nite).

Life is changing, soon. Are we prepared?

Nyaris! Check Up 24th December 2006

Nyaris apa? Nyaris ke ward lagi!!

Somebody for sure is dying to say 'Serves you right!' to me. In fact he did so many times tadi. n mother kept on saying 'why is it your body so weak than mine?' hmmm...

Wat did i do? Membantai keropok lekor, is it a sin? Makan Nasik goreng, pun tak boleh ke? In fact everyone ate the nasik goreng yesterday. What what what??? What did i do sampai i puke 3 times yesterday throwing all the things in my stomach out? What did i consume till i had diarrhoea and got dehydrated for i-dunno-how-many-hundred-times in this pregnancy?

I am no fortune-teller, or Raven who can see the future. how would i know that wat i consume would later lead to dehydration, again? Cus i only took decent food. how would i know keropok lekor would be harmful? This is pregnancy we're talking about. It's unpredictable, things could go twist and turn in my stomach in a blink of an eye. So... is it really my fault that i hafta go to n fro to the hospital for like a hundred times during this pregnancy?? Compared to Jazz's pregnancy, this one is 100 times troublesome. Which, to me, i dunno about others, will make this particular baby even more special.

I am a strong believer that 'Penyakit Penghapus Dosa'. I know i am no perfect woman of God, but i haf faith. so maybe... being as naughty as i am, God luvs me so much that He gives me all this sickness, to wash my sins away. for as long as i remember, Hospitals and Clinics are my favourite hang out places.

So.... am i reaaaalllyyy to blame, 100%?

Ouch! My Hands hurt!

Carpal TUnnel Syndrome.

getting it again, i guess! sux, the pain sux. it feels like numbing across my hands, especially after waking up sleeping on my side. my blood vessels are swelling thus it's 'crushing' each other. some article says this is common towards the end of pregnancy. wutever it is, it sux. i could barely do nething much, even opening a bottle of 100 plus is a fuss. typing makes it sore, but bareable. the sucky thing is i can't do my ironing while the bajus are piling up like crazy again!! aaaa!! tensionnya!!

Today i'm 33 weeks and 3 days into my pregnancy. Hmm... nice number. last nite got kenduri at Along's for tahlil and for praying the safety of rombongan pengantin lelaki ke Pahang today, her son. i'm not going to Pahang, gila? hehe. mom and my whole family's going cept syamin, who jest got fever yesterday. demam abis SPM. citer dah menyimpang. sebenarnya nak citer, masa kenduri semalam, many of my experienced aunties and uncles kecoh, 'Ni dah nak beranak budak ni!' konon my perut turunlah, my face dah swell macam dah nak bersalin lah, eeee bikin cuak betul semua orang. my mom dok sengih-sengih, sukalah tu nak dapat cucu baru. katanya tunggu mama balik dari Pahang baru beranak. Apa diorang ni ingat aku suka ke beranak awal-awal ni. baru 33 weeks oi!!!

Physchologically, i was affected by all those comments last nite. terasa macam my opnening was effacing last nite. it hurts! dunnolah dah efface ke belum, Sunday ni next check up, kita tunggu dan lihat. berjalan bukan macam Happy Feet dah, dah macam tortoise. slow giler sebab my ari-ari area is soooo uncomfortable. hmm... diorang punya pasal la ni kecoh-kecoh semalam. eeee geramnya aku...!!

What a pleasant dream...

Yesterday was another tiring day for a bulger like me :op~. Mom had no choice but to ask me to come to d boutique and help her mind it cuss 1/2 of our staffs had to mind another promotion lot. So i had my usual backache last nite, susah nak berjalan and very very tired. After a few times waking up due to my backpain and going to the loo, i finally fell into a deep slumber nearly morning.

So i had this dream... it was defnitely in colours, cus i could remember every details. I recalled i was just finished with the 'bersalin' [labour] battle, and i delivered my baby girl with normal method. I remember feeling relaxed, then my baby was given to my embrace by a nurse. the rest of the room was dark, there were only lights on my baby's face, i could see her very clearly. i was about to breastfeed her. She looks almost like Jazzy when she was jest borned, with chubby cheeks, small mouth thin lips, her face was pinkishly fair, small sepet Abah's eyes and my thick hair, just like Jazz. She was very calm, not crying and sipped her milk patiently. then the dream drifted into another dream which i couldn't really recall what. and btw, i couldn't recognize which hospital was it, not az-zahrah or putrajaya, i just can't recognize where.

I dreamt of Jazz before she was born too. back then, i could also see her face. and yes she looked exactly like she was in the dream once she was birthed. my mom also tend to dream of all three of us before she gave birth. any other mothers dream of their babies before they were born?

It may be was just a dream, but a very pleasant one :o))

Penangan Berjalan Kaki

Since me n Jazz dah terperap kat umah ni agak lama [for me it's damn long], so i decided to bwk Jazz jalan-jalan gi Alamanda semalam, along with Mein n Ateem. Ingat nak naik bas ke Alamanda, tapi usually busses dun stop at the direction towards Alamanda from my house, it usually stops at the opposite direction and go around the world [hehe around Putrajaya sbnrnya, tapi lembs nak mampos, jauh dia pusing2]. So me n Mein decided okla, kita jalan kaki slow-slow and stop kat bus stand to rehat kejap.

Budak2 dua orang tu jalan 5 kali lagi laju dari Umi yang terkedek-kedek ni. Happy Feet kan, sebijik. passers-by agaknya dalam hati berkata-kata 'eee mak buyung ni dah sarat macam ni ada hati nak berjalan-jalan lagi'. tataulah, ke aku yang terasa sendiri ni hehe.

Alamanda from my house bukan jauh pun...!!! tak cayer tanya Achik n Has, dekat nak mampos. dulu taderhal ulang-alik gi Alamanda, in fact kalau ikutkan si Mein i think she spend more time there than at home. dia punya 1st house, bukan lagi 2nd. Tapi tulah dengan keadaan physical yang begini, walking to Alamanda becomes a big issue.

Pegi ok, balik ok. Sampai sana bwk the kidz makan McD, gi Carrefour beli vitagen si Jazz dan brg2 kiriman Ucu n Nenek, makan ice cream... balik, naik bas. balik ok lagi, bleh mengiron sambil tgk DVD. then, malam, dah mandi, baring kejap, bisanya mula terasa.

Nak bgn ke toilet pun nak terjerit. Nak berjalan, taking one step is full of agony. Sakitnya belakang n kaki tak terkata. Area ari-ari pun pedih semacam je. Abah pulak kebetulan balik lambat, sebelum tu Jazz dah jadik mangsa kepenatan Umi. kesian Jazz kena marah teruk, sebab dia tak berenti merengek bila terbgn dari tido yang tak puas. Later on dat nite I had a word with myself tanak marah Jazz or Khayra teruk-teruk and pray to God to save em from any pain and to increase my patience with my kids. Tulah orang kata rehat kat umah nak jugak berjalan. Tengok dah kelam kabut satu umah jadiknya.

Jadik mak seriously bukan senang. susahnya nak control perasaan 'amarah' tu...! kadang2 bila duduk sorang-sorang pikir balik, kenapa kita mesti marah-marah dekat anak-anak kecik. diorang bukan paham pun. kalaupun paham diorang belum cukup matang nak pikir, kita yang matang ni pulak terbawak-bawak perasaan tu. Susah kan? especially orang yang memang sedia baran like myself. Yang makin sayunya, when both of us finally calmed down, I bathed her, and ask her does she forgive me for hitting her, though she was still sobbing, she nods her head hard. Budak-budak, cepat forgive and forget. Throughout the nite, I tried my best to be very very soft with her. But i was still very furious with myself sampai terbgn pukul 4 pagi and takleh tido balik mengenangkan penangan yang sampai ke peha anak semalam.

Hari ni she acts as if i never did anything to her. Dia bgn dgn cerianya, mandi sendiri, pakai baju sendiri, mintak susu macam biasa, tgk tv and gelak-gelak mcm biasa. Amazing how kids can heal their pain so fast. Kalau kita? oklah kalau myself, my merajuk could go on for days. i think Jazz is a lot tougher than I am, inside. She's going be a great girl. May God bless her and save her from any kind of bad circumstances. Amin.

Uncomfortable Restless Days

Tido susah, tak tido pening.
Buat keje letih, tak wat keje bosan.
Surfing sakit pinggang, tak surfing lagila bosan.

Susah jugak duk umah ni.

Latest name :: Khayra Qaszryna. Final kononnya. kita tgk sampai bila ke-final-an itu :op~