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*
Tuesday, July 19, 2011
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*
Friday, July 08, 2011
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....
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binx: muuuuuaaaaaaahssss......
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......
Monday, June 20, 2011
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*
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*
Friday, June 17, 2011
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...
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...
Monday, January 31, 2011
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!
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!
Saturday, December 25, 2010
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!
*****
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!
Monday, November 08, 2010
how time flies
It has been months since I've updated this blog...
Many things have happened since my last post.
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!).
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.
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!
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!
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