PANTANG NENEK MOYANG

i have a confession..i hate.. detest PANTANG period!!!!!!!!!!!!! n im only on my 13thday...huaaaaaaaaaaaaaa....

In 48 minutes





26th Oct 2010 (monday)

Work- Drove to n fro..hubbs had a meeting in Ganu...put one of my BFF on standby...(thank god for BFF's) hihih...after work..drove to SIL..attended a small gathering/kenduri to send her MIL for Hajj...met hubbs there then drove back home...

27th Oct 2010 (tuesday)

Woke up..dressed for work..drank my morning milo..then felt like "malas" plus felt like there was a bug in my tummy trying to get out... decided to take mc.. wen hubbs woke up..asked him to take me to our GP..told her i felt gassy in my abdomen but the wind wud not make its way out.....she told me to be cautious..coz it cud lead to contractions..

All day long relaxed at home..went for a short lunch with SIL n her hubby..slept..then towards evening felt like i was having a mild contraction..(but x brapa sure..coz before ths with harris i was induced so i was a little blur on how contractions was suppose to feel like..(boley??))

Around 8pm my mucus plug made its appearance with streaks of blood..pain was stilll bearable..did a quick research on the net, it says that even if u hav mucus..it mite still be a long way..it cud even take weeks..so i relaxed..prayed..had dinner...9ish..called my amateur gynae " ika" ... to make sure tht ths was contractions..hahhah

at around 10 ish..called SDMC...told them abt my condition..they said..if u cant bear with the pain..or there's bleeding u can come..so i tried to sleep..asked hubbs to monitor my contractions..everytime it came id squeeze his arm..at that point it was like 5 minutes apart..yet still bearable..we were contemplating on when we shud go to d hospital..hubbs said..we'll c until 12 am..but around 11ish i felt the contractions had gotten slightly stronger.. i was thinking about the wonders of having pethedine to ease the pain..so told hubbs..i think i wanna go now...so there we were with my hospital stuff still incomplete n harris jumping around thinking we were goin for another regular checkup..we packed...n left my bam bam who was wailing... wanting to follow us..i was heartbroken...

arrived at SDMC lobby at around 12am..waited for hubbs to park..n then we walked to the labor room..even refusing the wheelchair (konon terrorlah..hahah) had to stop upon every contraction...the midwife who greeted us..was a young sarawakian girl..she was nice..asked me to change as she wanted to check my dilation...

Was expecting to hear 3 or 4 cm the most but was suprised that she said sudah 6-7cm dah..godness!..me n hubbs looked at each other n laughed..cos we initially wanted to wait ..hahah very not funny..i cud hav delivered at home..so thru the chaos of preparing for my delivery..n calling for my gynae which arrived at around 12.35am...i was still able to bear with the contractions until i was 9.5cm dilated at that point i started moaning.. they gav me the gas..which helped me from screaming my lungs out..it was as expected..painful..


1248am..my 2nd baby..HAZIR MOHD RIZAL was born weighing 3.25kg..syukur alhamdulillah.......n this time round..because it happened so fast hubbs had no time to hide behind the curtain (he did this when we had harris as my gynae asked him if he was ok..which he responded to not being able to stand blood..so he was shooed out of the delivery room)..alhamdulillah he was there from the beginning till end..by 2.45am i was wheeled out to my room..n the first thing i wanted was bread..i was hungry..but there was no bread around..we (me n hubbs) tried sleeping but cudnt... i guess we were so suprised that the baby came so soon n it happened so fast..2 weeks before my actual EDD..but praise to ALLAH that it happened ths way...just at the rite time..wen hubbs had returned from outstation..

Thank you all for visiting..for congratulating..n prayers...it was much appreciated... my heartiest n highest thanks to my family..especially my SIL for taking care of bam bam during the nite we were at the hospital n to my MIL.. there are no words that can describe how thankful i am to her for taking care of me like her own daughter during my confinement..thank you..may allah bless her with life's kindness..n after life.to my parents..tq for their non stop prayers for me..mom even prayed tahajud n hajat when she knew i was in labor i delivered rite after she finished.. :-)...n to my hubby...if u ever find time to read this..thank you..sooo much..for everything that u've done...i feel so blessed to hav u...my mr ice cool blended...

...thou many say it was a breeze delivery for me..i still am contemplating whether to hav another..hahah...painful woo..n so now im recuperating at home on my 8th day...good news is that my tukang urut said..i can go out by my 36th day..but still hav to to do the pantang ritual till the 44th...yahooo!!!!!!!..


Baby's first day...

Papa doing wat he does best..his work..his office is 24hrs with him..

meet baby hazir mohd rizal




Olla folks...

Dah Raya ke 19 baru nak terkedek2 upload..hihi...seeing that my blog dah mcm nak mati..i decided to do a quickie update..im alive..ppl..its hard to hide when u look like a hippo..im in my 35th goin to 36th week.... another 4-5weeks..mcm dah tak larat....been walking like a zombie penguin..hahah tp makan tetap larat...hihih

So anyway Selamat Hari Raya to all..n kalau sudi...pls come over to my crib...Last but not least..here's the only raya photo we took ths year itu pon kat PIL..ngan my parents pon xde..huhuh sedeynya..bley??..hahah ths was on the first day..gambar ber tiga pon xde....sedeykan...n yes..look..at how big i am..urghh...xpelah pasrah...hahah

p/s : harris just learned how to do the peace sign..hihih

Yesterday...

Yesterday marked officially another additional year to my age..of course if i had a choice..id opt to subtract the year off..heheh yeah me living in denial..dah tua tu buat lah cara dah tua...haahha

There were no flowers for my birthday ths time..nor was there any birthday bash or the sort..but i was blessed with fb wishes that poured in all day long...thanks guys..love u..xoxo... my better half had already bought me out for my birthday dinner at VS the night before in fear that he'd b caught up with work yesterday..the food was marvelous..just right..lama dah x g sebenarnya...

Yesterday after work..i came home to this.....

My mr ice cold blended really knows how to make my day..despite of his chillss..(love u sayang..) he made harris do ths..of course i got another card from him..which was utterly sweet too..but if i paste it here u'll all b lining up to the clinic...calling sick..hehehe...

So in spite of people saying the grass always looks greener on the other side..im really thankful and grateful to Allah..that my side of the grass mite not b the side that people wud want to b on..as it may hav uneaven patches n may not be covered with the finest class of grass..but it has just the rite amount of everythg..n on days that really matters..it will never let me down...come rain or shine..this side of the grass is where i belong..how can i not melt when i c ths 'O' o man..ths pumpkin mite not b mine if my grass was greener....

And to end my entry for today..i hv a small announcement to make...some may hav already known..but for those of u who haven't...ths is my biggest bday pressie ths year..but it does not come in a blue or rather turquoise box with white ribbons..

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I officially turned 12 weeks yesterday so..first trimester almost done..alhamdulillah..hopefully it'll be a good 2nd and 3rd...not to say my first was that bad..but i experienced nausea all day long for ths pregnancy..hoping that it'll go away now that its 12 weeks..n that xplains y i look like a tong drum...

ER..n stiches...

The toughest moment ive had to endure as a mother thruout my 2 years and almost 5 months span as one had to b yesterday...



I reached home at around 7pm..i saw bambam at the door smiling..while my helper seemed rather gloomy and was dressed to go out..she greeted me n said "kak..bawak harris ke clinic...dia jatuh tadi kat toilet..darah..kat kepala"..i was of course shocked..n asked her to bring him in the car while i went in to get his medical card...



While driving to the clinic i asked her the basic's of how, when n what q's..luckily harris was active as ever..even singing n giggling..it happened at around 6pm..he slipped after wee wee at his pottyin the toilet n terkena bendul pintu..i thank god that he did not puke or was not lethargic..at the clinic the gp told me that the wound had to b stiched..but she was afraid that harris wud struggle as there were no equipment or sedation that was suitable..so she told me to go to d hospital n gave me a refferal letter as well as giving harris the medication for his wound..here he is with a bandage around his head...n still acting as if nothing had happened...


Upon arriving at the ER..which was at around 8pm..registered, then at the triage room the moa checked his pulse, temperature, weight n all...everythg seemed fine..then waited until the doc came n checked him...the doc ran thru some of the basic q's as When,how..throwing up? lethargic..allergies? then..again we were asked to wait...for his turn to b stiched..


Harris was running up and down..playing singing...smpai org pelik..ths boy got cuts but does not seem to b affected at all...we were hungry n the only source of food was from the vending machine outside...i bought harris koko crunch n kit kat..n soya bean milk for me...at around 10pm came harris turn..he was strapped..but the doc asked me to leave the room..as she knew that i was and afraid of blood..n also to c harris in such pain...only lili my maid accompanied him..i waited anxiously...then came the painful part..hearing him wail n scream..i knew it hurts..how i wish i cud trade places..i went behind the curtain but did not dare to look..i was sure i cud faint if i was in there..and of all times ths had had to happened while hubby was away...my maid came out crying as she cud not bear to c him like that...after the doc went out..i brave myself to console harris..he was crying..basically because of him being strapped...i tried to calm him down so that the nurse cud spray alchohol..n plaster his wounds...but he stopped crying as soon as he was unstrapped....n when we exited the treatment room..he immediatley asked for his koko crunch..n he was back to his usual self...he did not even mention of his pain...mama is soo proud of u..ur such a strong boy...of course part of this was because he had local bius...so after paying n getting meds..we arrived home at 11pm..we stopped over at Mc D..i bought him his fav..fries..


He was back to his old self..singing...dancing...harris..ooh harris...

Did i scold my maid..NO..

Did i want to fire her..NO..


Y? because i believe in the fate of God...as it his willing ths thing happen "Kun Fayakun" Jadilah Maka Jadilah..dengan kehendaknya tak kira di atas tangan sesiapa pun..i am glad n syukur to Allah that it was not severe or anythg more worse ...of course that being said.ths is also a lesson for us to be more cautious....



I did'nt sleep well last nite in fear that he wud wake up n feel the pain..but alhamdulillah he slept like a log..n woke up as usual...ths was him this morning..watching his fav Hot Dog (Mickey mouse)..


Stitches 4/5...

Blood..ER...

Will update soon...

Hari ini dan semalam...

Semalam ada orang tu..baru je balik dari kuantan dah tdo semalam kat sana ..skrg ni dah kena g kelantan plak...napalah bodoh sgt transporter buat kerja..kan org tu kena g sana x pasal2...kalau takat ada meeting je dia balik hari....

Org tu ajak saya ikut..tapi takkan lah saya nak cuti aja kan...kalau dia bayar gaji saya xpelah jugak..huhu..mlm ni berteman kan bam bam jelah tido...


Gas OOh Gas...

I was starving like hell on my way back from work yesterday ..as i only had heavy breakfast n no lunch except for roti..(Yes my problem is..if i eat rice in the morning..i cannot eat lunch be it mee/spaghetti/burger ..x leh masuknya)..so i was really 2 hoping to c food laid out on the table wen i reached home wic was kind of late as i had to settle thgs that was urgent...

to my disappointment..rupanya gas habis but the preparation nak masak kari ikan merah dah siap..(Hmm sedapnya!!!) ...an wen i reached home it was already 7.30pm...luckily hubbs got home earlier then me so he had already called for the gas guy to come...but after an hour of waiting...there was no sign of gas..the only gas that was hissing was coming from the growl of hunger from my stomach...hubby decided to call again for the second time..the guy said..

" sudah kuar..sudah kuar!"
"10 min lagi smpai..apa alamat??"

Hah naik hantu lagi en weezal bila org tu tanya apa alamat lagi..nmpk sgt lah x keluar lagi...last2 last cancel..so we called another number...yg ni ckp another half an hour...around 40 minutes later..the guy with the gas came....oklah...but..it didn't end there...

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Boleh pulak the head to the gas and the gas tong tak leh masuk..after numerous failed attempts the gas guy ckp " x boleh lah..kena tukar tong!!!" at ths point nak gelak ada nak mati kebulur pun ada...

So the guy went off to change the gas tong...after another half hour he came bearing the rite tong gas that cud be connected..at ths point of time hubbs had scooted off to find food...

So to end the story..we had our dinner at 10 pm..which to our hsehold standard is very late...especially me yg dah angin satu badan...

Begitulah ceritanya.....

The Value of RM10...

During my days at bootcamp...i met a lot of ppl..from all walks of life..from those that come from very "kais makan pagi background" to those where Dome/Starbucks breakfast is a ritual....mingling around n making frens with these people taught me a lot..(yeah..ths was the positive impact of bootcamp)..

Basically our months pay was the same...but they came a line on how we all spent our money..n how fast it all shrank wen comparing to the others...well basically we all took home the same figure..but it came down to a lot of things that made the shrinking faster...like were they married? if so.. did they hav kids? how many? if it was a guy..the money definitely shrunk faster due to their bigger responsibility..if they had parents to help..the more...

i also came across those without any financial burden..being single..rich family..so of course money was no problem...and those with good income pay husbands..so again $$ was no issue...

People in general..not just in bootcamp..love to judge at other people's lifestyle...to me its ok to comment..but before u go on n on n on about ones life..just ask urself..have u ever been in their shoes? do u know exactly what goes on in their life??? so if u don't..lets just keep the comments at minimal...one thing that i did not come across among the sea of 300++ people in camp... is a person judging the value of RM10 to another person...(yup suprisingly..) if someone in our group did not agree on a figure to be collected..no one said like "eh x kan Rm10 pun xleh!!.." because i guess..we all understood that RM10 to u may be worth more than RM10 to us...we saw how our frens struggle to pay flight tickets to be with their families even just for a nite..mothers who spent RM500 a nite just to be with their babies..in that sense i felt soo lucky...being close to my baby..thou i didnt get to go home..he was always close...

My roomate at bootcamp..who althou was single..helped her family a lot..she was always on budget...but i respected her...caring for her family...bought a car for her parents..drove her parents everywhere..i really hope Allah will find a kind soul to take care of her..she deserves it..n the value of RM10 to her is worth more than mine...another fren was beaming from ear to ear when she got to buy 3 bags at RM300++..one for her mom...one for her MIL n one for herself...

The point of my entry is..NO..there is no issue at present on my part on the value of RM10..but i was compelled to write when I saw a group judging someone...i may be no angel..but hey..pls respect other people's life.... i do..i made a pact to always try n understand..if one day..ur RM10 mite be equivalent to my RM100..n u hear me judging u..please do not hesitate to tick me off....because i learnt also in bootcamp that those who try not to judge others..have a more blissful life....without the long list of wants...they live with needs..but their lives r happy n blessed...


NAK HOLIDAY LAGI................

Short VAcay...Bliss

I had the chance to unwind on my short trip accompanying my better half on business…well business for him pleasure for me..he had a meeting in Kuala Terengganu…

Have you guys heard of Ryi-Yaz heritage Resort??? We’ll maybe a lot of u hav but not moi…atleast not until I googled it up n end up staying there for a night..hubbs had a meeting in K.Terengganu n asked me to accompany..n me the person who always needs a break..jump to d idea…

I just love the place..before this...the only hotel that comes to mind in Kuala Terengganu is Primula ParkRoyal…but the place... as most reviews pointed out..has run down n in desperate need for refurbishment….apparently Ryi-yaz is the official place for d Monsoon Cup and is situated on Pulau Duyong… since it is more of a resort style setting, the rooms were scattered on the compounds of the hotel making it more exclusive..the rooms are spacious..n beautifully decorated..since the resort compound is quite big..u will need a buggy to chauffer u around ie: lobby to rooms..rooms to coffee house…but the buggy is just a dial away…cum rain or shine..always at ur service…we didn’t bring bambam on this trip as hubbs felt that it was just a short trip n wud make him worn out due to the 5 ½ hour journey..

We were given a room very near to the pool wic was fab n also playgrond…apparently this is the only resort that can accommodate all 13 rulers of the state at once for Majlis Raja-raja..as I was told…the rooms are sold at RM5k per nite for public..n is situated beautifully along the banks of the river cum muara.althou there were no beaches here but the fishing village view from the resort is soo beautiful…

The hotel provided free shuttle to the infamous Pasar Payang..but if u want a faster service u can opt for their gondola service which charges RM6 per head to n fro pasar paying..it only took less than 5 minutes to cross from Pulau Duyong to Pasar Payang..plus it was fun…coz practically we were d only passengers..

Since hubbs had to work the following day..i had breakfast alone…but it wasn’t a problem to me..with a book in hand..i enjoyed breakfast ala a tourist..hihih..i requested a late checkout since rizal was still at work..but was only given till 1pm due to heavy check ins..but nevertheless the was still a cafĂ© that I cud lepak while waiting..which offered food at a generous price…then at 2pm I went to their cinema..yes the hotel has a cinema…hihi ala mini cinema..it host shows 4 times a day as early as 10am (if m not mistaken) till 8pm..n its of course on the house..its actually a room where they project the movie..n scatter comfy chairs for u to enjoy the movie..n since I was the only one watching..i had the room all to myself…but in between the movie..hubbs called saying he was at the reception already..too bad...really enjoyed myself…before venturing back to KL..we stopped at the very famous keropok lekor stall..we were told by hubbs fren that the que during holidays can b so doomed..but yesterday was no holiday..but damn the que was soo long…so we decided to eat the keropok lekor goreng only….mmg sedap..No wonderlah que like hell…I’ll let the photos’ do the talking(alamak tertinggal hp cable..will update l8r) ..org sekali beli like 100..200 gilos…

The so called Cinema

So all in all I enjoyed our trip..insyallah pergi jenjalan lagi since hubbs in charge of eastern region. so insyallah there’ll b more business cum pleasure vacay..moi je yg susah nak cuti selalu..hihi

Enjoy the photos!!




p/s mind my blog template..its currently under construction..


Ageing Beautifully....


Being beautiful is in every woman’s book, born with beauty is a blessing..but not everyone is lucky in that department..i.e looking beautiful minus effort…some people just got it..some people bloom from ugly duckling to “hello georgeous”..while some people like me…just have to accept that beauty for us does not come from the looks department....

Ok enough of my estranged intro..must b PMS…cutting it short..the intro above is actually associated with a conversation that happened last Saturday at my uncle’s place..the conversation involved 5 ladies…

Plot:

Lady #1,#2,#3 was standing infront of Lady #4 who was sitting accompanied by Lady #5…

The conversation...

Lady #1 : Cantik awak ni ye…

Lady #2 : Aah..cantik lah..x jemu tengok..

Lady #3 : (smiling n nodding in agreement)

*Lady #4 stunned n started to blush..which was cute…

Lady #1 : Mesti masa muda cantik…(while gesturing her hand at Lady #4's face) at this point Lady #5 wanted to do summersaults laughing

Lady#4 : Ish dah tua dah…

Lady #1n#2 : cantik..betul cantik….

Then Lady #1,#2,#3 shook hands with Lady #4 and #5 n left…

Ok im sure most of u r confused n or even WTH?? Tu pon nak cerita ke or whatever….to unconfused u guys…read on..

Lady #1 is an old lady…I believe she is somewhere in her late 70s to early 80's…Lady#2 is her daughter who is in her early 40's..i believe the same can be said about Lady #3…..

On the other hand Lady #5 is me... who witness this conversation…while Lady #4 is actually my grandmother who turns 87 this October..insyallah….

So if u guys get my story…u’ll understand y it tickled me…to receive such compliment from an outsider at 86++... not just any kind of compliment..but a compliment saying that u look beautiful is something..well atleast to me it is…

Before you guys start putting thoughts in your head…im well aware that I did not inherit any of this beauty.. mom did thou…my mom inherited the fine features of grandma’s beauty... well at least in her younger days…now she needs to pile on d kilos to get back that look I guess….

At 86++ my grandma has no major illness..every organ in her is working properly…her eyes r still 20/20…of course old age has caught up with her…but yes...to me she’s still beautiful…but that does not involve any cosmetics magic…just the magic of god…my grandmother devotes her time to Al-Quran n praying…u name all the sunat prayer or things that is sunat to be done..she’ll do it ever since she was a teenager..she does not know how to read or write as my late grandfather was not into girls going to school even though he could afford it…..

So I guess that explains y at 86 she can still receive the compliment we women thrive for….here's a photo of my grandma at 86 n looking beautiful..(heheheh)


Picking up from where I left...


Im still alive ppl..I made it thru BOOT CAMP..woot..woot...


It’s been a little over a month since I ended my BOOT CAMP..yeah the 7 months of gruesome pain..heart wrenching..being dirty n mucky n yucky..swearing..cursing..sweating like a p*iG..bonding..laughter..tears.. …u name it..it all comes in a wonderful package…of course no doubt the most difficult part of it all was being away from ur loved one’s..but I consider myself lucky , surrounded by a close knit clan that I can rely n depend on..they were always there to aid me thru my toughest days..i wish to thank them all with all I have…my family..imran especially for being my beck n call sometimes when I was in need of things..my in laws..my PIL..who willingly took care of bambam whenever I was out of KL..my SIL n Hubby..for taking in bambam n his nanny on the days that he is in KL…to my maid..for bearing with us..thru it all…even if it meant being shipped here n there (she even said “mama harris kursus..kami pun kursus jugak.. ;-))..n lastly n most importantly to my Mr. who has been very patient even though I know that he hate's having to go thru all this..he hardly complain's..n has been very very understanding.. never failed to help me even if it means having to do the things he hate's..never once got mad over my vEry..very hecTic schedule... I know I may never be able to repay all of their kindness..may ALLAH blessed them n give the best in everything for being so kind….

Harris thru me being away..became very independant.. the changes n development in him sometimes just catch me by surprise..he’s not so clingy..can be left home without any hassle..can b taught to do things easily..even separating him from our bed was done without a fight n no major drama…he can sleep on his own bed..without trying to scramble on top of ours in the wee hours of the morning..can b trained to sit in his car seat or wear seat belts without any fuss..knows to put his bottle cap on after drinking n put it in the kitchen sink..he’s soo discipline it makes me wonder..at 2 yrs old..what Operating system is he on!! but despite that..Of course he’s still two n he’s at the terrible 2 stage..on n off he has his tantrums..refuses to sleep early..even when we’re done reading books with him..the whole library of books! Yes ppl my son has a mini library..n will want to read every single book before sleeping..n it really gets to me sometimes when im sooo worn out..but nevertheless…Im so proud of him..even if its nothing to others..its something to me…harris mama loves u very very much…n am so proud of u…

I’ll try to blog about my 7 months adventures. when I have the will to do so..my penchant for writing has long left me since the boot camp where exams were part of our weekly touture..without fail they’ll be exams almost every week..having to squish ur brain on subjects that does not concern nor interest’s u is wat I detest most..n on top of that there were endless assignments..thats y I gave blogging a break..the fact that u have to put ur thoughts into word just puts me off..im done with writing..as for now…

So ill leave u guys to that…hope u’ll be patient for more updates from me..especially to ***i..who request me to update my blog…sabar yea…

Before I sign off..here r some photo’s on 2 occasions harris birthday bash..n my hubby’s small bday celebration..n I give all my credit to my SIL who made of the fantabolous cakes..nak order buzz me ye…. ;)


HArriS 2nd Birthday..




hubby's forget age birthdaY ..