Beautiful Pleasure

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Binx's version of "What to expect when you are expecting" - Part I

First 4 weeks

You might not realise that you are already pregnant at this point of time.  Hence, go about doing your daily routine as usual. If you are a coffee addict like yours truly, load up on your caffeine intake as much as you can!  As soon as you know that you are pregnant, you might feel guilty to indulge further. :p

Week 5 - 12

This is when the emotional (and hormonal) rollercoaster begins.

You might get a dose of the morning sickness by this time.  The queasy nauseous feeling constantly lingering at the back of your throat.  Constant trip to the loo is expected.

Try to eat small portion of meal even if you don't feel like you can swallow anything without throwing up.  Plain toast or dry crackers might be your only meal during these trying times.  It's ok, as long as you ARE eating.  Oh yeah, H2O is essential too.  Failing to drink, might cause you to end up in the emergency ward, hooked-up to the IV tube for hours or even days!  Trust me, you wouldn't want to be stuck in the hospital just to get hydrated.

You might feel tired most of the time during these few weeks.  Constant nap and good night sleep is very very essential.  If your partner's snores keeps you up at night, try to persuade him to sleep on the couch for at least during the week, so that you can have a good night rest to last you throughout the working day. 



to be continued....



binx: caffeine deprived....

When the stick turns positive!

Take a double look.... and redo the test again!

If you are still unsatisfied, go to the nearest GP and ask for an HcG test.

If it still says positive, then just sit back and wait for the nausea to kick-in!




binx: noah's getting a sibling!

Officially missing you....

All I hear is raindrops
Falling on the rooftop
Oh baby tell me why'd you have to go
Cause this pain I feel
It won't go away
And today I'm officially missing you

~ Tamia~


Getting melodramatic aren't we?
;)


Mr Judge left for Umrah last weekend.  It was his first trip away from home since Noah was born.  Unlike me, who had to abandon my 6 months old baby for a 5day business trip to Istanbul, Mr Judge had stuck around the house for the past 26 months.

Noah was all teary eyed when he saw his daddy off at the airport.  Being the drama king that he is, he even screamed "Daddy........!" with arms stretched out when he saw Mr Judge went down the escalator at the International Departure Hall.  When asked where is his daddy going, his only answer was, "Daddy go work... Allahhuakhbar" (siap with the hand up covering the ears - macam orang tengah azan)...

I thought Noah will be OK with his Daddy being away, since his Mummy is still around... However, I was dead wrong!  The first night, he woke up twice looking for his Daddy.  He even went out of the room into the hall searching for his Daddy... "Daddy, where are you!".  Sedih jugak tengok....

I actually took 2 days off work to spend time with my lil boy.  Thought of taking him to his favourite playland @ the Curve.  However, things didn't go exactly as planned and we only stayed at home.  I guessed he didn't mind it one bit as he had his Mummy all to himself for 2 whole days...

The moment he opened his eyes in the morning, he will be beaming from ear to ear and greeting me good morning and showering me with kisses.  And he will not stop beaming with joy throughout the 2 days... He will go.. "Mummy.....!" and hugged and kissed me... I guess it is true when they say that kids don't really need presents, all they need are your presence... I felt truly loved!  If only it can be a permanent arrangement for me not to go to work kan......


Today, Mummy is back at work.... However, she left her heart and soul back at home.... *sigh*




binx: caffeine deprived....

hello.....!

OMG....!  It's been ages since I have updated this space.


Yes, I am still alive. 
No, I was not that busy until I've neglected this blog...
Just that I didn't know how to continue to write like I used to.


However, I am back....
Refreshed...
Reenergized....
and ready to start again.

I am welcoming 2012 with a positive spirit...
Insyaallah will be starting a new venture with Mr. Judge and my mom soon.
Do pray that what we are pursuing going to be a reality.



All our dreams can come true, if we have the courage to pursue them.
Walt Disney

3 years...

Despite the ups and downs that we have been through, I still look forward to spend many many more with you...



binx: *sentimental mode on*

Priceless Moments

My baby has reached another milestone - he is now 18 months old!

Things that he loves to do now:-

- kick ball around the house (macam professional football player tuh!)

- brush his 4 tiny teeth before bed every night (he would head towards the bathroom without being asked)

- laugh uncontrollably out loud

- make sounds every time we pass all the billboards from Kota Damansara to TTDI (he memorises the billboards coz he would make the sound even before we pass that particular billboard)

- bully his mama tok & mak long everyday

- watch the movies - Rio, Tarzan & Wall-E for days in a row!

- crunch ice cubes with his 4 tiny teeth


Here are some priceless Noah moments:

- I was singing along to a song while driving back from picking Noah up from Mom's place and suddenly heard Noah's tiny voice imitating my "ku..............." with his mouth siap muncung and his head goyang-goyang.  And when he noticed me noticing him (macam caught him in the act), he burst out laughing.... comel giler ok...

- While pregnant with Noah, I ate lots of durians despite all the warnings people gave me - nanti baby panas la yada yada yada... So I automatically assumed that he would take a liking to the fruit like I do la kan...  However, when his Mamatok gave him a taste of the durian fruit yesterday, he scrunched up his face and shook his face "nanak! nanak!"... Siap gosok-gosok his nose with his arms ok as if to get rid of the strong smell... We are talking about the boy that would eat just about everything that his Mamatok offers him ok...Looks like he won't be joining his mummy and daddy for our durian fest anytime soon laa...


I am so looking forward to many more priceless moments to come...  Our days are never dull with this cheeky boy around....

binx: muuuuuaaaaaaahssss......

Confession of an unsatisfied DIL

Ok before I start renting, I would like to say that I love my in-laws (ILs).  They welcome me to their family with open heart and treat me like their own daughter.

However, I am really frustrated by the fact that we have to go back to my ILs every single weekend! 

We work 5 days a week and weekend is the time we kick back and rest, after we clean up the house, do the laundry & ironing of course.

I can safely say that since we had Noah, we have been going back to my ILs every single weekend (except maybe 3-4 times where I managed to come up with excuses not to go back).  It is really taxing for us to be rushing back on Friday nights and coming back to our house on Sunday nights (usually after 10p.m.).

Why do we go back?  Coz Noah is their 1st grandson and they wish to see him every weekend. And coz MIL refuse to learn the way to our house so we have to go back.

Our phones will be ringing/beeping with sms by Friday night with MIL asking what time we will be arriving that night.  Or if we don't get anything from her on Friday night, it will be the 1st thing Saturday morning.  I am not kidding you!

I think this arrangement has got to stop before I go beserk!

Let me tell you what happened last weekend.

We went to IKEA last Friday night for dinner and to get some stuffs for the house.  Half way through dinner, Mr Judge got a call from MIL asking us what time we will be arriving.  So, the good son replied that we will be arriving slightly late as we are out for dinner.  Once arrived at the ILs, MIL asked us what took us so long to arrive and pitty that the grandson had fallen asleep (we arrived close to 11 p.m.).  Shortly after we had settled down, MIL announced that she won't be around the next day (Saturday) coz she has classes and other programmes at her uni.

That was a blow to me.  I mean, if you are not going to be around, why rush us to go back early.  You could have told us to come Saturday evening instead rite?  But that was not the worse part....

Saturday evening, MIL casually announced that she has classes the next day!  WOW!  Talk about sellfishness... I mean, if you are not going to be around at all during the weekend, why ask us to come in the 1st place.  She could have just told us to come over for dinner (we would have obliged to it gladly coz there were tons of laudry waiting to be washed at home).

I was seriously bengang last weekend.  I was not angry at her for wanting to see her grandson, but I was angry that she didn't think of us and that we also have our own seperate lives to go back to.  If she thought about it all, she would understand when we say that we have chores to finish before we can go back to see her.  She would understand when on certain weekends, we just want to stay home and rest.

Call me a bad DIL... but will you feel the same way if you are in my shoe?




binx: *sigh*

Confession of an unsatisfied tax payer

I wonder if people still read this blog, since it has been abandoned for almost 6 months!  Gosh.. it has been too long!

I have a lot of things that I want to blog about daily, but somehow I managed to put it off due to laziness.  However, let's just see how far this new eagerness to blog syndrome goes...

I have a confession - I hate watching the primetime news because it is filled with all the stupid political drama mumbo jumbo that beats the cerekarama.  I even skip the local section in the newspaper most of the time because I just can't bare to read another news that will make me puke blood.  Hence, I managed to self-censor myself for quite some time now.

However, I have had a lot of spare time at work lately and had been following some blogs (with the hope to become more aware of who-is-who in the corporate world) and the things that I have stumbled upon makes me sick to the core.

The issues are not new (my 2 year stint with a GLC had exposed me to lots of these morally wrong things before).  However, it had gotten worse!

I don't know about you guys, but I seriously am riled up about how the Government is spending my hard earned money.

Issue #1

The so-called trips to other countries on the pre-tax of strengthening the relationship between countries, while at the same time attending daughter's graduation ceremony and even the same daughter's engagement event!  Seriously?  Can't you just pay for the trip youself with all the cuts you make under the table by approving all the "politcally correct" projects?  Why must you make us pay for you and your family?  Aren't you afraid of being questioned by mungkar and nangkir about your duties and responsibilities that you should have fulfilled?

Issue #2

Another issued exposed over the last few days was about how a certain ministry had spent RM1.8 million of the public money to set up 6 facebook pages.  OMG!  My 7 year old niece can set up her own facebook page and she doesn't even have to pay a single sen. 

Granted that you need to fork up some cash for the advertising and what not... but RM1.8 million?  Seriously?  Why can't you just hire an executive to handle all the social media advertising and maintain all 6 facebook pages and pay him say RM3,000 a month? That will amount up to RM36,000 per annum.  Even if you hire a team of 5 people to handle the unit it will only cost you 10% of the amount that you are spending right now!  That is our money for God's sake..!

Issue #3

Increasing the electricity tariff because the Government cannot sustain the subsidy that it has to fork out yearly.  I don't know how this will help the rakyat.  But I do know that there are other ways that the Government can save and not affect the current burden that they have set upon the rakyat.

1) The Government can stop giving out contracts to the highest bidders - it is really unjustified that you award tenders to the highest bidders!  I used to be on the other end of the table where I had to justify why we had to award a construction contract to the highest contractor just because the chairman of the construction company was an ex-chief of army or something like that.  It was really SHITTY because I know that it was wrong but I had to do it because "saya yang menurut perintah"... Come on!!!! The extra cash that you are forking out of the public fund can be put to a better use.

2) Stop paying the international consultants to come up with textbook templates for the Government strategic plans.  Their fees are ridiculously high but the result will get you no where if you keep going on running the country the way you are doing right now. 

I can go on and on about this issue and I know it will not get me anywhere.  However, I know I am going to do something about it during this up coming General Election.  For the first time in my life, I am going to vote (yes I have not voted before - bad bad bad i know!).  But I guess it is not too late to start and voice out my rights as a rakyat.

The Government better do something about all this or else they will start losing votes.

I know they have lost my vote for sure...




binx:  i wish i could migrate somewhere else...

Dreaming on a star...

It has been over a month since my last post.. Gosh, I am seriously neglecting this blog eh...

From now onwards, I shall try to update this blog of mine once a week...

First, updates on what had happened since I last update the blog:


1.  Noah has started walking!
     This boy of mine is now running around the house dengan lincahnya.  His current obsession is climbing up tables and stand on them with a shout of "hooray!" (a victory shout laa kononya tu).  He is also into opening drawers and kitchen cabinets and 'kemaskan' the drawers and cabinets... Habis berselerak my kitchen if we were to let him have a got at it.... Nevertheless, it is such a joy watching him accomplishing each and every milestones... He is definitely growing up fast!


2.  We have to get a new maid!
     We went to renew the maid's fomema earlier this month only to find out that she is no longer fit to work for us.  Hence, we have to send her back by mid of April.  I was really down since I found out the news.  My head was spinning thinking about how to get a replacement for bibik.  The cost of getting a maid now is around RM6.5k and the chances of getting one soon is highly impossible.

     I was seriously considering resigning and become a full time SAHM or WAHM... I was cracking my head on things that I can do to generate income while I look after my kid at home.  Public Mutual, sell things online, baking, etc. came across my mind.. However, nothing solid came out of it.

     Luckily a friend is able to assist and supply a maid to us (insyaallah) at a very minimal cost.  We are now praying that the new maid will be able to arrive in time for the current bibik's departure.  If not, I will have to find a temporary solution for someone to take care of Noah...


3.  Business Idea

     The above incident had sparked an interest for me to pursue something that has been at the back of my mind for quite some time now...  However, I still need to do some market research on the idea and analyse the risk before I embark on it fully.  It will be great if I can get the business rolling this year and should it be a hit, I might be able to turn into a SAHM soon!  Do pray for me ya...


4.  A friend in need

     A friend found out that her husband was cheating on her.  What was worse was the fact that she found out about it when she was 1 month pregnant with his child.  It was really sad to see her putting up a happy face for the sake of her children (her baby is now 8 months old and her daughter is 3 year old).  Her husband is currently living with the woman in KL, while she sacrificed her career to go stay with her in-laws in Labuan.  Not only is he living with a woman, who is not his legal wife, he is also drinking and taking drugs!

     Why do men cheat?  Why can't they think of their family (wife and kids) and even Allah when they are in this kind of situation?  They are sellfish aren't they?  To be only thinking about THEIR satisfaction, THEIR sex needs, THEIR happiness.  They didn't think about their wife's feelings and their kids' future.

     My only hope is that to see the husband being put behind bars.  We are now trying to help the friend to gather evidence strong enough for her to get the custody of her 2 children.  May Allah give her strength to move forward with her life and be the strong pillar for her kids to lean on.  Insyaallah.




binx: happy holidays!

One year ago: The birth story

On this day, a year ago, a little angel was born....

*****

2 days prior to the birth, I had slept over at mom's place as Mr Judge was working the night shift.  I had stopped going to work for almost 2 weeks due to fatigue and laziness (hehehe...).  On Wednesday night (23rd Dec), I felt some hard contractions but didn't think much of it as I have had several false contractions before.  However, as I was falling asleep that night, I had a hunch that the next day will be THE day.  Somehow I just knew...

Woke up the next morning and found blood stains on the bed.  With a mixture of panic and excitement, I called Mr Judge, who was on his way back from work, to come to Mom's place, instead of going back to our place.  When he arrived, I asked him to get some sleep first while I went for my final schedule appointment with the gynea.

I waited patiently as I watched other expecting mothers around me went in to see the Doctor.  When it was my turn to see Dr. Idris, I knew that he was going to give me the good news.

"Congratulations!  You are already 3cm dialated.  Please bring this card and check yourself in to Pantai Hospital right after this.  Insyaallah, I shall see you in the delivery room this evening".

3cm dialated!

My baby was 7cm away from being born!

The next thing I did was to call mom and MIL and let them in on the news while driving myself to Restoran Ismail to get my last fix of their ever-delicious nasi beriyani ayam goreng and iced-cool mango juice.  Hey.. I needed to make sure that I won't have any kempunan (cravings) during my confinement period! :)

After feasting myself to the meal, I woke Mr Judge up and we took our time to pack and get ready to go to the hospital.  Somehow we were not in a rush as my contractions were only around 8-5 minutes apart.

We arrived at the hospital shortly after 4pm and was told to go straight to the delivery room.  I was only 5cm dialated by then.  The contractions was still mild and I can still joke around with Mr Judge.  Maybe the hypnobirthing technique did help with the pain management.  The breathing technique helped me to control the pain during each contractions.

By 7pm, I was still 5cm apart and the Dr said that the baby might not be coming out on that day.  I was really dissapointed by the doctor's remark as I was already imagining having a speedy delivery.  I managed to kill the time by playing Bejeweled 2 on the Ipod Touch.  By this time, all our family members had gathered in the hospital's waiting room, eagerly waiting for the arrival of the new family member.

Nurse:  Do you want anything for the pain?
Me:      No thanks...
Nurse:  Are you sure? You cannot request for epidural if it is too close to the delivery time...
Me:      Yes, I am sure.  I plan to have a natural delivery... drug free...
Nurse:  Wa... you so berani ka?  Are you sure?
Me:      Yes, I am sure.  If I can't stand it, I'll let you know...

By 11pm, the doctor decided to excelerate the process by breaking my water bag.  We were actually planning for a natural birth, a birth without any intervention.  However, the doctor and nurse had persuaded us to break the water bag as it had been more than 12 hours and I was still 5cm dialated.  The doctor also said that he was afraid that the baby might get distressed if we were to prolong the process.

We succumbed to the request and.....

"brrsssssstttt!"

1 minute later, I was really really in pain and it felt like the whole world was trying to squeeze through my vajayjay!  I was going back and forth and circling the room, bak kata orang Melayu, macam ayam cabut ekor.  Luckily Mr Judge kept on reminding me to breathe and relax. 

The next thing I knew, the nurse said that it was time to push....

The Doctor came in and put on his yellow boots (ala Phua Chu Kang) and positioned himself in front of me.  He was really in a grumpy mood (maybe because the delivery took longer than he had expected) and was not really accommodating.  Earlier on, we had gone through our birth plan with him and had told him what we wanted to happen during the actual birth.  He had agreed to our request at that point of time.  However, he chose to forget what we had discussed and put matters in his own hands that night.  Since it was already late, and I was about to squeeze out a baby, I didn't want to push the matter further.  We know at that point of time that we will not be using his service again for our next child (if any).

pusssssssssshhhhhhhhhhh!

pussssshhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

puuuuuussssssshhhhhhhhhh!

And the chubby little angel was born.....

Pain...?  What pain....?  I seriously can't remember the pain at that point of time.  All I remembered was the feeling of joy, looking at my baby for the first time!

I can remember the first word I utterred though....

"putihnya dia........ are you sure he is my son?"

*****

Me:   What time is it now?
Mom: It is 1:42 a.m. on Friday
Me:   What?!!! It took that long?  It felt like just a few minutes....
Mom: It always does...

*****

Happy 1st birthday, son!
All the labour pain was worth it, as I now have you to hug, kiss and love!
Thank you for the best year of my life... I am looking forward to many more wonderful years as your mummy... Love you!




binx: 1 year and still no teeth!

how time flies

It has been months since I've updated this blog...

Many things have happened since my last post.

1.  I've quit my job and started a new one

The situation on board the 'ship' had been really bad that I come back with tears almost on a daily basis.  It has been too stressful for me that I've lost weight (to the extend that I couldn't even fit into my pre-pregnancy pants!). 

Alhamdulillah an offer came by and it was really good.  Hence, I handed in my resignation to Uncle Singh's dismay.  He didn't want to accept the letter and refuse to acknowledge the fact that I would be gone in 3 months time.  He even tried to stop me from leaving until my last day on board the ship.  However, some things will come to an end.  Now I am starting a new chapter of my life, and alhamdulillah it has been an interesting one so far (I hope I don't jinx it!).

2. We went to Perth last month

After jumping off the 'ship', I jumped straight on board a plane to Perth.  I took along Mr Judge, Lil' Noah and my mum with me.  We had a great 5 days visiting my sister-in-law and my aunt in Perth.  Noah also had fun pulling the kangaroo's ears, eating strawberries, chasing after birds and riding the plane!  It was a good time out before commencing a new job.

3.  Noah is now 10 months old!

What can he do now?  Let's see...
a) He can stand up effortlessly (while holding on to objects)
b) He can walk while holding on to his push-toy-lion
c) He can wave good-bye
d) He loves to bang his head (head banging ok jangan marah...) to the mickey mouse clubhouse hotdog song
e) He can pass things when requested to do so (Nak please.....)
f) He will hold up the remote pointing to the fan - to switch it on
g) He will hold any object up to his ears when he hears someone says "hello...."
h) He loves to look at picture books (especially the ones with animals in it)
i) He can scoot himself backwards (while sitting)
j) He can clown around whenever he feels like it

He is definitely growing up real fast.  I bet he will be taking his first step soon.... However, I think his teeth will come out first (yes.. dah 10 bulan and still takde gigi!).  I can feel the early signs on teeth now whenever I feed him.  Just hope he will not bite me once the teeth it out!

binx: have a good day!

Hari raya for Bibik Part IX

Part I | Part II | Part III | Part IV | Part V | Part VI | Part VII | Part VIII



Salam lebaran Bibik ucapkan kepada pembaca belog ini, jika masih ada yang sudi membaca.

Seperti tahun-tahun yang sudah, Bibik masih lagi setia untuk mencoretkan kisah hari lebaran Bibik di belog ini.

Pada tahun ini, Bibik bercuti agak lama sedikit.  Sebenarnya, cuti yang Bibik mohon hanya 2 hari (1 hari sebelum raya, dan 1 hari selepas raya).  Tetapi hero kecil Bibik telah menyebabkan Bibik bercuti 1 hari lebih awal.  Hero kecil Bibik sebenarnya hendak tumbuh gigi (sudah berusia 8 bulan tetapi 1 batang gigi pun belum tumbuh) dan dia menangis kesakitan sepanjang malam Selasa (7 Sep 2010).  Bibik hanya dapat melelapkan mata selama 2 jam sahaja pada malam itu kerana hero kecil Bibik sentiasa hendak menyusu (iya, hero kecil Bibik masih lagi menyusu badan).  Paginya pula, badan Bibik terasa kurang sihat dan rasa badan Bibik kurang hidrat (dehydrated).  Pabila ke klinik, doctor bilang tekanan darah Bibik agak rendah dan tonsil Bibik sudah merah (tanda hendak demam/batuk).  Jadi Bibik diberi cuti sakit pada hari itu (yeaaahoooo!).

Kami sekeluarga telah beraya di rumah keluarga Bibik pada pagi raya.  Kami memulakan persiapan memasak pada hari sebelumnya.  Tahun ini, Bibik telah dikecualikan daripada tugasan memasak dan mengemas kerna Bibik menjaga hero kecik Bibik.  Tambahan pula, Bibik telah mengambil saorang bibik tua (BiTu) untuk menguruskan kerja-kerja rumah dan menjaga hero kecik semasa Bibik ke kantor.  Jadi BiTu lah yang membantu Ibuk dan Cik Puan di dapur.

Raya tahun ini agak meriah dengan kehadiran hero kecil Bibik.  Perhatian semua telah tertumpu kepadanya.  Ibuk, Cik Puan, BiJu dan bapanya sibuk melayan kerenah hero kecil Bibik.  Jeritan hilai ketawa memenuhi setiap ruang rumah pabila melihat hero kecil Bibik yang berbaju melayu teluk belanga berwarna merah dan bersamping hitam itu membuat telatah-telatah lucunya.  Habis balang-balang kuih dicapainya dan sampul duit raya dimakannya.

Pada petang hari raya, kami telah pulang ke rumah mertua Bibik di Hulu Langat.  Sekali lagi hero kecil Bibik menjadi perhatian ramai.  Kami semua dikejutkan dengan aksi "hero" oleh hero kecil Bibik pabila dia tiba-tiba merampas puting daripada mulut sepupunya.  Budak lelaki yang berusia setahun lapan bulan itu terus menangis sekuat-hati dan hero kecil Bibik hanya tersenyum sipu... Gawat Bibik dibuatnya!  Kecil-kecil sudah tunjuk lagak...

Oleh kerna terlalu banyak menelan sisa-sisa sampul duit raya pada hari raya, kami telah menjumpai sisa-sisa sampul duit tersebut didalam najis hero kecil Bibik pada malam raya berkenaan.  Ada cebisan berwarna merah, biru, kuning dan hijau!  Sakit perut kami ketawa pabila kami sedang menukar lampin hero kecil Bibik malam itu.  Yang paling kelakar pula, hero kecil juga turut ketawa pabila melihat mummy dan daddy nya gelak besar.  Kartun sungguh hero kecil Bibik itu.

Begitulah cerita lebaran Bibik pada tahun ini.  Memang meriah sekali dengan kehadiran anggota keluarga baru.  Diharapkan kalian semua menyambut lebaran tahun ini dengan meriah juga disamping keluarga tercinta.

Hingga ketemu lagi di tahun hadapan... Daaaa....




binx: korek duit raya...

Of Ladybug, Bee and Accidents...

We had a very hectic Merdeka Day yesterday...

We spent our day @ IKEA, trying to find more furniture for the house.  Even though we have moved into the house for almost 8 months now, it is still decor-less apart from the basic sofa, dining set and bedroom set.

Since it was a holiday, I decided to bring Noah along.  I didn't want him to spend the holiday with bibik, as normal days.  And since his daddy forgot to put his stroller into my car, I was left to wear the 8kg boy through out the 2 hrs!

2 hrs and a dozen of picture frames later, we went off to venture into IKANO in search of a color printer.  I decided to get a good quality printer as I plan to print out pictures to be framed and put in albums for the grandparents (they want to show off their grandson during raya!).

We spotted a kiosk that takes cute baby photos on the 2nd floor and decided to take a portrait of the lil boy.  They dressed him up in a ladybug and bee costume and managed to capture lots of cute shots.  Mind you, it is hard for my son to actually sit still for more than 10 seconds.  He is forever moving!  From the moment he open his eyes in the morning, to the moment he falls asleep, he will be either crawling, or climbing or just simply waving his hands and legs up in the air.

On our way back, Mr Judge had an accident when the trolley that he was pushing got stuck on the escalator and pushed him backwards.  He almost fell on his back if it was not for the people behind him that had managed to hold him up.  Due to that, he had pulled a muscle and was in terrible pain.  He had to limb the whole way back to the car.

We went to the clinic and the doctor gave him a shot to ease the pain.  He is now on medication and is still limping to move about.

This morning, during sahur, Noah pulak had an accident.  He fell off the bed!

We usually leave him to sleep on the bed while we have our sahur.  However, this morning, he was awaken by the alarm clock and I had to nurse him to sleep.  I guess he was only half asleep when I went out to eat and was trying to crawl out of bed when he fell.

The next thing I know he was screaming on top of his lungs, crying on the floor in our bedroom.

Kesian my little ladybug...  He now has a black eye... I just hope that the bengkak will go off in time for raya...




binx: tired...

8 months and counting...

Noah's development milestone to-date:

• he loves to laugh like 'Haji Bakhil'
• he can crawl non-stop
• he can now stand on his own with ease 
• he is starting to walk while holding on to the sofa/cot
• he babbles non-stop
•  he puts everything into his mouth
• and he now have separation anxiety when even mummy leaves his sight

He is a lot of work, but I can't imagine what my life would be without him.




binx: muaaahsss

Of being a year older

The day has come again...  A day that marks an additional number to my age.

*sigh*  if only the number gets smaller every year ;)

Reflecting on the past year of my life, I have learn that:-

• life is too precious to be wasted by surrounding yourself with negativity
• there is more animosity in my current organisation than all my previous organisations combined
• babies are miracles from Allah
• good friends are hard to find
• money is NOT the key to happiness

I seriously can't wait to find out what I have in store for me in the up-coming year. All I wish for is that the decision that I have made (career wise) will be the right one and the best one for me. Insyaallah...




binx: *making a wish*

Salam Ramadhan

It is already the 2nd day of fasting.  Time flies... The next thing you know, it will be Aidilfitri once again.

This year, I am going to try to reduce the trips to the bazaar ramadhan.  I bet the prices of food this year are going to be ridiculously high.  Since Mr Judge and I have launched our Project Jimat, I will try my best to prepare home cooked meal every single day, as what we have been practicing for the past few months.

Ramadhan this year is a bit different from the previous years because 1) we have a little boy that needs lots of attention from us, 2) Mr Judge's brother is now staying with us and 3) we have a maid.  Hence, now we have extra 3 people to think of.  We can no longer relax and decide on what to eat  one hour before iftar.  We can no longer take our time to enjoy the food during iftar. 

But I am not complaining.  At least now, I can say that the family is complete (almost!).

Alhamdulillah.

Selamat berpuasa to all!



binx: craving for popia goreng

I'm back!!!

7 months of silence...  WOW!

Now I'm back!
Hope to kick-start the blog again.

I miss writing so much. However, my current position restricts me from the freedom of pouring my soul out here.

Despite all the restrictions, I am hoping to break the barrier and be free again. To hell with what people think. It's my space and I'll write if I want to.

So... HELLO WORLD!



binx: boo!

The stork has finally arrived!

It has been 9 days...

9 days of sleep deprivation...
9 days of gushing over cute expressions...
9 days of adjusting to new life as a mummy...

Name: Noah Luqman bin Muhammad Noor Hakim
Date of Birth: 25 December 2009
Time of Birth: 1:42 a.m
Weight: 3.18 kg (7 lbs)
Length: 52 cm

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Sometimes I wonder if I have any friends left that I can share my joy & sadness with... They say that people come and go but best friends will always be there with you and for you... I really doubt that its true...

*sniffs*




binx: i now feel like a cow...

tick... tock... tick... tock...

I have been doing nothing but wait for the past 2 weeks...

I've stopped going to work coz I feel restless at work. Plus people keep telling me that I can't do this and that... that just drives me crazy.

Hence, I have been mopping around, waiting for the baby to come out.

*****

My father in-law has been predicting the baby's birthday...

First it was 8th Dec... Just felt minor contractions for an hour... that's it!

Then it was 14th Dec... Still no sign of the baby...

Then it was 19th Dec... There was a false alarm when the contractions was 20 mins apart and lasted for over an hour. However, the mere mention of the word hospital, the contractions died off... Just like that...

Today is the 21st of Dec. It is the baby's EDD. I really really hope that he'll come out today. I don't want to sound like a bad mother or anything, but I just can't stand being pregnant any longer. The weight and wait is just so unbearable!


Baby.... If you can hear me, please come out today!





binx: *sigh*