Alysha Nadya Bte Muhammad Azmi..

Well.. Finally she's here.. Took me quite some time to post coz I was extremely busy with the little one..

Loving every minute of being a mother. Seriously, motherhood is not for the wimps.. I dun think that sentence needs any explanation at all. It speaks for itself. Sometimes I wonder what will happen if men can experience the joy of giving birth. *chuckles* And I've asked hubby, why there are some men who cheated/lied/'whatever' to their wives even after witnessing her going through the pain of labour. Jerks!!

Anyway, here's my labour experience.. I posted it in a forum and will just cut and paste it here. It's in a mixture of malay and english. Heh.. sorry for those who don't understand it.

22 Oct 07
ard 8am hubby tgh siap2 nak gi kerja. My perut dari semalam rasa tak sedap. asik memulas and contractions is regular enuff to make me panic. nak buang air besar pun takut pasal takut teran2 and benda lain yg kluar. so juz baring atas katil and hope that it's juz false alarm. lagipun i dunnoe if i should err on the side of caution and juz go KK to serah diri.

finally i discuss with hubby and he said better go KK and check.

sebelom kluar, hubby suruh minum air kelapa, susu and then MIL siapkan air milo dgn telur mentah. mak ai.. sebelom sampai hospital dah rasa nak terkucil2..

went to labour ward and coincidentally, my gynae Dr KT Tan pun ada kat situ. she seluk me and said pintu blom bukak and ask if i want to induce. CTG reading shows contraction is regular tapi not so strong. Dr cakap kalau induce and pintu tak bukak2, then must c-section.
called hubby over the phone as he was not allowed to be with me. i told him that i want to induce and just get it over with sebab dah tak sabar. i have been having sleepless nites the past couple of days, my nose bleeding everyday and my lutut sakit. lagipun kalau i balik and wait, on the 25th pun kena induce jugak. so mite as well do it on that day itself.

i was moved to delivery suite and the prostin tablet was inserted. Blue sms me and said that she's on the way to KK as her back dah start sakit2. excited giler seh masa tu pasal tak sangka that we are really going to giv birth together on the same day! then the waiting game started. sempat posing amik gambar and hantar to my sis.. hehehe.. then dinner was served. makan pun tak selera pasal too excited.

bila dah move to normal ward, me and hub jalan2 kat bawah hoping to make my cervix dilate faster. masa ni masih bleh gurau2 ketawa2 senyum2.. i was completely unaware of the extreme pain in store for me at that time. bila dah kul 8 lebih, hub terpaksa balik. sms blue and ask her if i can visit her since i am at ward 81 and she's at ward 82. tapi nurse tak kasi jalan2. bleah..

bit by bit the pain start getting more intense. my sis sms me to ask if i dah beranak. ish.. apalah punya soalan. tried to watch tv to distract myself from the pain. pusing kiri, kanan, duduk, diri.. nyangkung.. semua nyer tak selesa. mata ngantuk sangat tapi tak bleh tido coz of the pain. at that point of time, i dah almost 48 hrs tak tido.

dr on duty came in and ask how i am coping with the pain. he said that if i dah tak tahan, let the nurses know and they will wheel me to the delivery suite to giv me painkiller. masa tu i masih rasa gagah and told him that the pain still bearable.

kul 2.30am, dah tak tahan sakit. picit bell and told the nurse that the pain is keeping me awake. nurse cakap,'the tablet is supposed to make u feel like that. i can't give you any sleeping pills.' sigh.. then i said,'i never ask for any sleeping pills....' terus i macam giv up nak bobual ngan nurse tu and just tell her that i want to go to delivery suite and get pain reliever. she said she will prepare it for me. called hubby and tell him to come down now.

tunggu punya tunggu.. nurse tu tak tiba2.. darah pun dah up up and away..

kul 2.50am. suddenly, my waterbag pun burst. i picit butang tu lagi and the same nurse yg datang. i told her that my waterbag dah burst barulah dia kelam kabut buat kerja. it was a weird feeling being wheeled away to the delivery suite with water trickling down. nasib baik tgh pagi2 buta. kalau tgh hari, mesti malu seh coz i left a trail of water. macam non-stop gitu.

nurse chk my cervix and said only 1.5cm dilate. alamak.. bila nak game ni. dlm 15 min gitu, hubby pun sampai. blue sms and said that she's been in delivery suite since 2.30am and dia kat bilik sebelah jer. nurse ajar macam mana nak pakai gas mask but idong ni tersumbat so i can't feel the full effect. tapi bila dapat sedut gas mask tu betul2, barulah i relak sikit. berterbangan kat awangan2 then bila hubby buat joke sikit, me ketawa melebih2.. sempat offer tu gas mask to hubby for him to try.. hahahaha..

dapat tido sekejap. then nurse masok and put on the oxytoxin drip to make the contraction stronger. from here on, i dah tak take note of the time sangat. dia punya sakit, macam nak patah pinggang. told hubby,'the next time i complain abt my menses cramp, pls remind me of my labour pain.'

orang sms for my labour progress pun i tak layan sangat. sebok sedut itu gas mask tapi once in a while kena clear the hingus in my nose first b4 i can get the syiok feeling. abis tu, the nurse tu asik increase the dosage for the drip. i was beginning to hate that oxytoxin thing. dah start bobual nonsense ngan hubby. teringat one of them was for him to get a good step-mother for my daughter kalau i cannot make it today pasal teringat citer ratapan anak tiri.. hubby pun malas nak layan. his mulut kumat kamit baca doa and hembus on my face.

asked the nurse for pethidine. lepas inject, still rasa pain but a bit bearable. i tink by this time dah lunch time and i asked hubby to go hav his lunch first since my cervix baru dilate 2.5 cm. nurse naik kan the dosage lagi to the maximum level. rasa macam nak cabut jer the tube on my hand. while alone, i zikir and baca doa to distract from the pain.

bila hubby balik, dia tgk me dah meronta2 kat atas katil. rasa macam nak tercabut nyawa and i begged the nurse to lower the dosage. nurse tu explained that my progress is very slow and if she lowered it, chances are that my cervix will not dilate any further. by this time, the contraction is only 1 min apart.

at 3pm, midwife chk my cervix again and see that i only dilate 3cm. she said that if my 6pm, my cervix tak dilate fully, they will hav to perform c-section on me pasal the baby kat dalam dah kering. she advice me to take epidural coz she tgk me tense up my muscle everytime a contraction comes and it kinda prevents my cervix from dilating. in my mind dah buat calculation. lagi 3 more hrs to 6pm. 3hrs = 180 mins. that means i will hav to endure almost 180 times of this pain till 6pm and then kalau tak bukak2, kena operate. told hubby abt this and he said to go ahead and take the epi. i rather have something up my spine then go thru a major operation.

so they pun kasi i epidural. the pain was still there and the dr pun heran sebab i told her that my legs are not numb at all. they increase the epi pun sama. i tink they masuk kan ard 3 bottles of epidural barulah i rasa the numbness in my legs but the contraction pain is still there cuma tak teruk sangat lah.

dah lepas 30 min, nurse chk and see that i dah 5cm dilate. alhamdulillah, syukur tak terhingga. she can feel my baby's head already. asked the midwife abt blue's progress next door and she said that her doc was chkin on her. dia pun excited when i told her that both of us know each other. then lepas tak berapa min gitu, i told the nurse that i feel like passing motion. she chked again and said that i dah fully dilate!

punyer lah happy at that time. so she prepared me for the pushing part. hubby hold my left leg and bila contraction datang, she asked me to push. another midwife masuk to assist and jadi cheerleader. bila tgh push tu, teringat that someone kat PDC suruh push macam nak buang air besar. so i just push sekuat ati tapi takut jugak nanti bukan baby yg kluar. hehehe..

bila hubby cakap he can see the head already, fuh, makin bersemangat lah i teran. then my gynae masuk and marah me,'see... if u take epidural siang2, dah beranak agaknyer.' she ask me to giv 1 mighty push, then she gunting my 'ehem' and pull the baby out. punyerlah lega and happy when she hold the baby out for me to see and pass it to hubby utk dia azankan. bila the placenta dah kluar, sakit semua ilang and when she stitched me, i distracted myself by admiring my baby. macam tak percaya that she came out from me. Alysha Nadya Bte Muhd Azmi was born on 23/10/07 at 6.07pm. height 47cm and weight 3.330kg.

PS: in case u r wondering who is 'blue', she's actually another forummer who has the same EDD as me n gav birth in the delivery suite next to mine..

after Baby Alysha was cleaned, the midwife passed her to me to 
be breastfed. It was the best feeling in the world! it didn't really
matter that it hurt and it still hurt when i try to breastfeed here
now. the feeling is like having ur nipple pierced, everytime she
wants to suckle..

and that is why, motherhood is not for the wimps.. hehehhee..

here's some pic of my little angel.. (who kept me up all nite with her voracious appetite.. but i still love her soooo much!)

Tick tock tick tock..

9 days to gooooooooooo....

Woo hoooooooooooooo!!!

Where's the Fast Forward button?

This has got to be the longest 9 months of my life.. And this is what I feel 
like doing every day.. 

Kept waking up in the middle of the night to pee.. or I'll just be wide awake, and be entertained by my dancing little baby in my tummy.. Hee hee.. Lil Junior can really kick and sometimes I just wished that my babe will just leave my poor bladder alone..

There are times when I am walking (or waddling if you prefer to be accurate) and will just feel like my bladder is gonna burst..  
Then I will quickly waddle waddle waddle 
to the nearest toilet, only to be disappointed by the tiny amount.. 
Geez.. It sure felt like it was filled to the brim.. Hurhur..

I'll be starting my maternity leave on the 15/10/07. Can't wait..

Oh ya.. I will be staying with my parents in Kallang during my confinement period.. Mak will be taking care of me since MIL said she won't be able to.. So if my baby decides to come out early, I'll be celebrating raya in Kallang this year.. Yay~!

Else? I think I'll just visit my close relatives.. Itu pun kalau masih bleh jalan.. Hahahah..
Hope my friends don't get offended if I can't visit their house this year but my house is always open for them to visit..
I did tempah baju kurung for raya but I can only wear the top.. Maybe I'll wear it with my maternity pants? ;p~
Or just reuse some of the jubahs that I bought previously? We tried to go shopping in Bazaar Geylang, but I gave up half way because my feet and my poor aching back threatened to shut down and go on a strike while I was window-shopping. So I guess I'll just have to find a nice black tudung that can go with everything in my closet.

Hmm.. What else to update? I think that's about it..

To my dearest online (and some offline) friends, I hope you all don't think that I am 'tao' or sombong.. It's just that my new workplace has no internet access and the only time I can access is at home.. and since I am always tired, I prefer catching up on my beauty sleep than going online. Hope you lovely people understand..

That's all.. Au revoir.. and to all my muslim friends, Eid Mubarak~ Jangan posa yok yok..

Muacks~!

A rant from an emotionally-charged pregnant woman..

Bear with me.. This is just a rant from an emotionally-charged pregnant woman..

To a certain someone.. I know that you are a regular reader of my blog, that is why I decided to place my thoughts in here..

If you've noticed, I've been distancing myself from you. I can't seem to help myself, knowing that in less than 2 weeks time, you are going to terminate your pregnancy. I just have this feeling of resentment towards you right now that I really really can't control. Blame it on the hormones, if you want. I even cried on the day that you told me about your decision and had nightmares about losing my own baby. :`(
Remember I told you about my wayward girlfriend who aborted her babies and confided in me? I am not a judgmental person. She's still my friend but there will be times that I wonder to myself, "What the heck is wrong with her?" and feel like giving her a tight slap. But since I don't see her on a regular basis, it kinda make it easier for me. On the other hand, I see you almost everyday. My heart will just break, seeing you staring aimlessly and unconsciously caressing your belly. You have this sad look on your face and it made me feel so crappy.

Sigh~

If my calculation is correct, your baby would be almost 2 mths by then and his/her heart would have already started beating.

It's not my intention to make you feel even worst at this moment since you really wanted to keep the baby but your hubby was the one who is against it. After asking around, I was told that if a husband forced a wife to do something that is against Islam, the wife have the right NOT to listen to him and it's not counted as a sin.

Every child that Allah bestowed upon us is a gift that we should treasure it. In my opinion, if you don't want to be pregnant, then protect yourself with contraceptives. If you ARE using contraceptives, and STILL conceive, then say "Alhamdulillah! Allah has decided to bless me with this baby.."

Who are we to play GOD and decide the faith of the baby by killing it??!!

For me, the only reason why a pregnancy can be aborted is when the mother's health is at risk or the baby has serious abnormalities (e.g. without a head/heart). Other than that, it's just an excuse from the parents for being irresponsible. Whatever it is, dearie~ you will be reunited with your baby on judgment day and you will be questioned. I have no doubt about that~

I've already told you not to worry about financial problem because Allah will surely provide. Setiap anak tu ada rezeki dia sendiri..

Oh well.. Suka hati kau lah, nak.. Kau pun dah besar panjang..

C'est La Vie~! That's Life..
:`(
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A brief update on the little gymnast living in my belly :

My baby is soooooooooooo active nowadays.. tickling me from the inside and making me chuckle by myself every now and then. My tummy can now move by itself and I now look visibly pregnant.. So many of my new colleagues love to touch my tummy. One of them is so lucky to have felt the baby move. It's the best feeling in the world.. I can tell that hubby is very jealous of me right now.. Heh.. He kept touching my belly and wants to know where the head is.. or the baby is in which position.. Heehee.. It's not as if I know, right? Duh~

I feel so blessed nowadays. Alhamdulillah.. I've been transferred to a less stressful environment with a lovely group of people. I have a cool and flexible team leader who gave us a treat yesterday at Kampung Chai Chee restaurant.. Mmmm.. Butter prawns.. * Droolz *
Strangers has been treating me extra nice once they saw my bulging tummy by offering their seats or opening doors for me. Best kan? There was one time, I boarded a crowded bus and was feeling rather sickly. There was this nice gentleman who quickly offered me his seat at once when he saw me, just as I was about to faint. I think it was because of the low blood count that causes me to see stars nowadays.

Current Cravings : Doner Sandwich from Anatolia Turkish Restaurant (Far East Plaza). Been bugging hubby to bring me there since last week.. :(

Funny..

Toughest job in the world~

Funny post about parenting.. LOL~

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POSITION :
Mom, Mommy, Mama, Ma
Dad, Daddy, Dada, Pa, Pop

JOB DESCRIPTION : Long term, team players needed, for challenging permanent work in an often chaotic environment. Candidates must possess excellent communication and organizational skills and be willing to work variable hours, which will include evenings and weekends and frequent 24 hour shifts on call. Some overnight travel required, including trips to primitive camping sites on rainy weekends and endless sports tournaments in faraway cities! Travel expenses not reimbursed. Extensive courier duties also required.

RESPONSIBILITIES : The rest of your life. Must be willing to be hated, at least temporarily, until someone needs $5. Must be willing to bite tongue repeatedly. Also, must possess the physical stamina of a pack mule and be able to go from zero to 60 mph in three seconds flat in case, this time, the screams from the backyard are not someone just crying wolf. Must be willing to face stimulating technical challenges, such as small gadget repair, mysteriously sluggish toilets and stuck zippers. Must screen phone calls, maintain calendars and coordinate production of multiple homework projects. Must have ability to plan and organize social gatherings for clients of all ages and mental outlooks. Must be willing to be indispensable one minute, an embarrassment the next. Must handle assembly and product safety testing of a half million cheap, plastic toys, and battery operated devices. Must always hope for the best but be prepared for the worst. Must assume final, complete accountability for the quality of the end product. Responsibilities also include floor maintenance and janitorial work throughout the facility.

POSSIBILITY FOR ADVANCEMENT & PROMOTION : None. Your job is to remain in the same position for years, without complaining, constantly retraining and updating your skills, so that those in your charge can ultimately surpass you.

PREVIOUS EXPERIENCE : None required, unfortunately. On-the-job training offered on a continually exhausting basis.

WAGES AND COMPENSATION : Get this! You pay them! Offering frequent raises and bonuses. A balloon payment is due when they turn 18 because of the assumption that college will help them become financially independent. When you die, you give them whatever is left. The oddest thing about this reverse-salary scheme is that you actually enjoy it and wish you could only do more.

BENEFITS : While no health or dental insurance, no pension, no tuition reimbursement, no paid holidays and no stock options are offered; this job supplies limitless opportunities for personal growth and free hugs and kisses for life if you play your cards right.

;p~

Hello world~~~!

Here's a snap of our baby taken this morning.. Nice pose eh? Heh.. I was surprised at how much movements our baby make till it was shown on the monitor, hiccuping away. Both the hands were in front as if in a praying position (baca doa).. So cute~

Everything seems to be ok, no complications so far. I have to take the dreaded glucose test next month due to family history in diabetes. Bleah~

Sweet reminiscence..

Reading this list puts a smile on my face.. :)

"50 things, Singaporeans aged 20 to 30 something would identify with.” Source Unknown

1. You grew up watching He-man, Transformers, Silverhawk, Ultraman, Super Friends, Woody WoodPecker, Tom & Jerry,Care Bears, My Little Pony, Smurf and Mickey Mouse. Not to forget, maybe Ninja turtles too.

2. You grew up brushing your teeth with a mug in Primary school during recess time. You will squat by a drain with all your classmates beside you,and brush your teeth with a coloured mug. The teachers said you must brush each side 10 times too. Not forgetting the silly red tablet which you know not the purpose for.

3. You know what SBC stands for.

4. You know in school, you could subscribe for the milk which will come before you go back home. Somedays you could get Chocolate milk, other days strawberry. The old magnolia fresh milk came in a triangular packet.

5. You were there when the first chinese serial, the Awakening was shown on TV.

6. Everyone in class would tremble in fear when someone with a gauze stuck in the mouth would go to your class and ask for someone’s name to go to visit the school dentist.

7. You find your friends with pagers and handphone cool in Secondary school.

8. SBS buses used to be non-airconditioned. The bus seats were made of wood and the cushion was red. The big red bell gave a loud BEEEP! when pressed. There were colourful tickets for CSS buses. The conductor will check for tickets by using a machine which punches a hole on the ticket. All SBS buses used to be manually operated, with a huge gigantic gearstick to the left of the driver.

9. Your favourite actor and actress were Huang Wenyong and Xiangyun. Next were Li Nanxing and Zoe Tay and the Aiyoyo woman (Chen Liping).

10. You’ve probably read Young Generation magazine. You know who’s Vinny the little vampire and Constable Acai. For some, cikgu will always ask to buy the “Dewan Bahasa” magazine.

11. You were there when they first introduced MRT here (Yio Chu Kang to Toa Payoh). You went for the first ride with your parents and you would kneel on the seat to see the scenery.

12. Movie tickets used to cost only $3.50. Tickets were scrawled across using big red pencils. Ushers brought you into the cinemas using big metallic torchlights.

13. Gals were fascinated by Strawberry Short Cake and Barbie Dolls. You also collected sticker books of things like Street fighter, The Semi-Pro Soccer League(For Boys) and carebears (For girls) by Panini, trying to complete the impossible task of filling up the sticker book.

14. You remember some taxis were green in colour. Taxis had gearsticks behind the steering wheel, with a transparent knob and little colourful flowers inside the knobs.

15. You longed to buy tibits called Kaka(20 cents per pack), and Ding Dang(50 cents per box), that had a toy in it and it changes every week not forgetting the 15 cents animal crackers and the ringpop, where the lollipop is the diamond on the ring. There were such things like the 20 cents dinosaur eggs, The 10 cents satay, Choki Choki Chocolate stick and not forgetting the all favourite 10 cents “Air batu” broken into 2 parts and shared amongst friends.

16. You watched TV2(also known as Channel 10) cartoons because Channel 5 never had enough cartoons for you.

17. All that you know about Cantonese is from the Hong Kong serials you watched on TV2. You probably would remember George Lam as the mustached man whose line was “ Are you OK?” in the Guiness Stout Advertisement.

18. You grew up reading ladybird books “READ IT YOURSELF”. Hardy Boys,Nancy Drew, The Three Investigators, Famous Five and Secret Seven were probably the thickest story books you ever thought you had. Even SweetValley High and Malory Towers. You also love Enid Blyton’s Enchanted Wood, Magic Faraway tree...and the 5 dollars Bookworm book you bought when there was the Book Fair in School.

19. The only food you bought from Macdonalds was fish fillet burger and French Fries as it wasnt halal back then and your parents didnt allow you to buy other stuff.

20. KFC used to be a high class place and let you use metal forks and knives.

21. The most vulgar thing you said was asshole and idiot and...you just couldn’t bring yourself to say the hokkien relative.

22. Catching was the IN thing (aka Police and Thief) and twist or “choap” was the magic word. For the ones who always frequented the void decks, there was the “rumah dayak”, Octopus and “Goli Duit”

23. Your English workbooks was made of some damn poor quality paper that was smooth and yellow. And the textbooks were striped in colour with different coloured stripes for different levels.

24. Some part of your school was ALWAYS haunted, like the toilet or clock tower or a certain block. You walk fast to avoid them.

25. The only computer lessons in school involved funny pixellised characters in 16 colours walking about trying to teach you maths. You printed with noisy dot matrix printers and use computer papers with two rows of holes at the sides. Mouse? What’s that?

26. Waterbottles, with your favourite cartoon character on it,were slinged around your neck and a must everywhere you go.

27. Boys loved to play soccer with small tennis balls in the basketball court.

28. Hopskotch, five stones,chapteh and zero point were all the rage with the girls and boys too… Remember 5 times, highest, one-inch…

29. Science was fun with the balsam and the angsana being the most important plants of our lives. Remember the “Young Scientist” badge you got when you completed the set of tasks in written on the Blue Booklet for Young Ecologist, Young Botanist etc etc? The 1st excursion to the Science Centre was the best day of your life.

30. Who could forget Ahmad, Bala, Gopal, Sumei, Peihua and John, eternalised in the textbooks. Even Mr Wolly, Mr Yakki.

31. You did stupid exercises like seal crawl and frog jumps.

32. Every children’s day and national day you either get pencils or pens with ‘Happy Children’s Day 1983’ or dumb files with Happy National Day 1984’.

33. In Primary six you had to play buddy for the younger kids like big sister and brother.

34. There was a day called ACES day where you would get this stupid hat and do the Great Singapore Workout.

35. The Scouts used to wear shorts, and the NCC uniform was a plain green colour without camouflage.

36. The worksheets were made of brown rough paper of poor quality. During art and craft, you were made to do your own art folio with the vanguard sheet.

37. You went to school in slippers and a raincoat when it rained,and you find a dry spot in the school to sit and wipe yourself dry. Then you wear your dry and warm socks and shoes.

38. During National Day, you would have to do and decorate your own shakers, usually using a cassette tape container, or an empty aluminium can with green beans inside all taped up and decorated with white and red paper. Who could forget the all-time favourite recorder you played during music lesson?

39. After exams, you brought Game & Watch to school, and play card games like ‘Snap’ and ‘Donkey’ and ‘Old Maid’ and you also play pick up sticks and Snake & Ladder and the aeroplane board game. The erasers with the flags were also a popular game. Either this or you would play those cards comparing aeroplanes, warships, or tanks; who would have more firepower or speed or weight, etc.

40. You remember you uncles, big brothers and father screaming and shouting in front of the TV when the S’pore soccer team (always in blue jerseys) play against the Malaysians.

41. Your friends considered you lucky and rich if your parents gave you $3 or more for pocket money everyday.

42. During class gatherings, parents always tag along in case someone gets lost at Orchard Road.

43. You freak out when the teacher tells you to line up according to height and hold hands with the corresponding boy or girl.

44. Handkerchieves were a must for both genders

45. Collecting notebooks, erasers and all kinds of stationery was a popular thing. The bookshop was a favourite place to go to get all those stuff during recess.

46. Autograph books were loaded with “Best Wishes”, “Forget Me Not”, and small poems like ‘Birds fly high, hard to catch. Friend like you,hard to forget’, ‘stay funky always”

47. Class monitors and prefects loved to say ‘You talk somemore, I write your name ah!’

48. You remember songs sung by a huge group of people, like 4U2C, Feminin, Nico (Malay) and the English “We Are The World”. In Sec Sch, you listen to Bananarama, Jason Donavan, Kylie Minogue, New Kids on the Block, ABBA, and Tommy Page (Remember ‘A Shoulder to Cry On’?)

49. Large, colourful schoolbags were carried. And fanciful pencil cases with lots of small tiny drawers, trays, sharpener or thermometer, that pop out at the push of a button were the ‘in’ thing.

50. You brought every single book to school, even though there was one thing called the timetable, written on the inside cover of your little blue notebook.

Hubby's 2nd wife.. Uhuhuhu

Here's the picture of his 2nd wife. *sob* *sob*

Ok.. Here's a picture of Aiman to cheer me up~

The msg on the bib is so apt.. ;p~

Still under house-arrest..

I am bored.. really really really boredddddddddddddd....

My favourite cartoon shows on cable are showing re-runs now. Arrghh..

I was watching Spongebob with hubby and I can say out aloud what the characters are going to say next, complete with the funny accent. Heh.. Sampai dah hafal script tau, are they hiring? ;p~ Because of that, hubby looked at me kinda funny and commented that I should go out more but I am happy right where I am. I love to annoy him with my annoying Spongebob accent while he love to annoy me with his endless 'makcik questions'.. ermm.. okie.. that came out somewhat wrong. You'll understand it better if you watch this youtube video. Hehehe.. Hubby will ask questions exactly like the way that makcik do. It's funny in the beginning but can be darn irritating after a while.

Well.. Here's a list of my fav cartoon shows :
Spongebob Squarepants (Ohhh.. Who lives in a pineapple under the sea?)
Foster's Home for Imaginary Friends
Dexter's Laboratory
Camp Lazlo (The character Lazlo sound & act like Spongebob)
Fairly Odd Parents
The Angry Beavers
The Wild Thornberries (Ooh.. I wish I can talk to animals)
Hey Arnold! (Character Olga reminds me of me when I was young..)

I am really looking forward to that gynae appointment on 10/5/07!

Hahahahahahahahaha..

I was bored out of my mind, so I thought that maybe I'll do some read up on the net regarding MM LKY.. Yeap, I was that bored~..

I opened up my IE and typed out Lee Kuan Yew on the Google search bar..

And voila~ I nearly fall off the chair laughing when I saw the search result..

Wakakakakakakakakakakakaka~~~~



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Wakakakakaka.. I know it sounds silly to laugh at this kinda thing but.. ermm.. kakakakakakakak... I don't care~


Hahahahahahaha.. Ketawa besau aku hari ni..

Goodbye first trimester..

Hallo second trimester.. Been looking forward to see you since I heard that you come bearing good news..

You know.. Good news like 'My hormones have now stabilised and my morning sickness should disappear by now'.. or 'I should expect a spike in my energy levels and won't feel so sluggish'..

Gosh.. I would even have settled for 'Your nose would be less sensitive by now and you can kiss your husband without gagging or going to the kitchen without wretching your guts out'..

Huh??!

What do you mean I have to wait for another 2 weeks??!!

Arrrghhhhhhhhh...

&^%$#!!!!

Takpe.. Sabar Ayu.. Sabar~~~

;p~

Your security will be at risk and our women will become maids in other people's countries..

Believe it or not, the sentence above was uttered by our 'beloved' MM Lee Kuan Yew. It was one of the reasons he gave for the recent ministerial payhike.

Logical tak?

We are not paying to get better leaders.. we are just paying our leaders better.. :(

I came across this hilarious blogger while bloghopping. Very crude but to the point. Uses lots of vulgarities so readers discretion is advised.
http://www.insanepoly.com/blog/?p=325

Someone in perkahwinan.com mentioned my favourite book, Animal Farm by George Orwell..

Here's a link to the free online book --> http://www.george-orwell.org/Animal_Farm/0.html

Go read it..

All-Day Sickness..

I swear I will never take 'feeling normal' for granted ever again..

I used to be angry when I hear women complaining about how bad their morning sickness are or when I hear them complaining about how difficult their pregnancies are because I was badly trying to conceive. Sekarang dah terkena batang idong sendiri baru padan muka hang.. Hahaha..

Anyway, for those who are not in the know, I am now 11 weeks pregnant. Yay! I thought I wanted to wait till the 1st trimester is over to make this special announcement but I simply can't wait! I've been vomitting non-stop and admitted to the hospital for 3 days due to dehydration.

Sigh.. The joy of motherhood.. ;p~

Here's something funny to share with you all :

Some women are lucky; they don’t get morning sickness. There are some that have a little less luck; they get some morning sickness. Then there are the rest of us, the women with weeks of non-stop vomiting.

All that non-stop vomiting has a name: Hyperemesis. I have a feeling that hyperemesis is Latin for “Poor woman that vomits everything in sight.”

Since hyperemesis isn’t that well known, most people tend to ask questions such as “have you tried crackers?” or “I hear that ginger works.”

For many women, the only thing that works is having an 8-pound baby shoot out of her crotch.

I know that people are trying to be helpful, but it is really hard not to go postal on someone offering “advice,” especially if you spent the night before in the emergency room, getting IV fluids for dehydration.

I can’t tell you how many times I wanted to say “Crackers? Really? That’s all it takes? Eating a few stinking crackers? I’ve been vomiting for five months straight and all I needed to do was eat a stinking cracker?”

Hahaha.. Trust me. I've tried everything from crackers, kurma, asam masin, preserved ginger, ginger drink etc etc.. It didn't work! I've shunned all my friends, stayed in my room feeling so sorry for myself and 90% dependent on my hubby. It's so hard to stay chirpy and happy about this pregnancy when you have to run to the bathroom every hour or so.

Oh well.. Just another 1 more week.. Let's hope that this 'sickness' will disappear.. InsyaAllah~

Hee Hee..

;p~

I am back~~

Nah.. Didn't really go anywhere..

Am still here..

.. Boring old Singapore..

At work...

On Monday!!!

..:: ARGGHHH!!!!! ::..

Sipping a cup of warm water.. How exciting! Bleah~~~~

Sitting in this cold office.. after LUNCH!

Eyes half close..

Ok ok.. Enough of all these half-hearted updating one-line thingie.. ;p~

Let me see.. What's been happening in my life so far?? Hmm..

My cousin finally got engaged! Congrats Salimah..

Here's the picture of the radiant bride-to-be in red, Mashita in the middle and yours truely in blue..

Wedding would be held sometime in November.. Insyallah~
A word of advice for her : Cherish and treasure every moment with your family.. Especially your mom.. *sob* *sob* Coz I really miss mine badly~~ That's why when I see Mak nowadays, ada sikit nyer menjeng.. Sakit kepala pun telipon Mak.. Sakit lutut, ngadu kat Mak.. Then Mak pun tolong urutkan.. Sayang Mak~ *sob* *sob*

And here's some picture of me with Mak~! As usual, ada jer yang nak menyelit kat tepi.. Muahahaha..
And then.. Here's Aiman.. Taa Daa~~~~

Can still fit him in my little handbag.. Hur hur~~ Melalak Abg Yunos.. Probably nangis tak berlagu pasal Aiman dah kena kidnap ngan Makcik dia..

Hmm.. What else eh?

Oh ya.. A week ago, I've been experiencing cramp on the left side of my tummy for days. Like period cramp, but it's only one-sided. I was like, OH NO!.. I thought that I got ectopic pregnancy..

But.. Syukur Alhamdulillah, the pain went away after a while.. It's probably muscle cramp. Nevertheless, dear hubby was put on 24hr standby with 30mins respond time, in case the pain worsen and accompanied by bleeding. Heehee.. Never really told anyone about this pasal takut orang ingat kita ni weak sangat.. asik SAKIT jer si Ayu ni..

Sigh.. And I've been declared as the MC Queen in my company..

*stomps feet* NOT FAIR! NOT FAIR! NOT FAIR! Tau takpe~

Well.. Let's look on the bright side. Now they can't complain anymore if I go on long MC..

My excuse?

"I am the MC Queen, right? It's an honour and I will need to maintain my reign, else, it will be usurped by someone less worthy than me!"

Sigh..

That's all..

Feelin' Queasy..

There are a lot of first-time experience for me this year. Another one to add to the list would be; First time being admitted to a hospital. Hehehe.. here's the story..

Tried to self-medicate myself by taking Lemsip Lemon for flu & fever. Unfortunately, my cough & flu continued to wreak havoc in my system, so I visited another clinic near my workplace. The doctor there prescribed me with flu tablets, cough syrups (I requested for a non-drowsy one) and lozenges for my throat.

That night, we had a meeting with a potential client and I really really do not wish to re-schedule this meeting anymore coz it'll made us looked like some unprofessional hobos, so I took the medication given religiously. Apparently, I wasn't prepared for another attack. When we were at my client's house, my tummy started to sound & feel like ermm.. a war was going on in there. I panicked and my brain started to go through all the crap that I've eaten for the past 12 hours. I nudged my hubby and mouthed the word, 'Stomach problem' to him and pointed to my tummy because I don't want the whole world. Very embarrassing lah dey~

Sigh~

I excused myself and dived into the bathroom.

Twice.

When the feeling came again for the third time, I quickly nudged hubby again to quickly wrap the discussion so that we can go home, in an afford to save my waterface. Hahaha.. Apparently, the client had other things on her mind and she still wanted to continue. She went on and on and on and on and on and on and on..

Have you ever had moments when time was moving ever so slowly? When time just crawls to a stop? That was how I felt. I could see the cracks on the ceiling, tiny little ants, hear the second-hand on the clock ticking, hear my heart beating, see the dust on monitor.. I hear everything else, except for the sound of my client's voice. I was on nodding-and-smiling-politely-regardless-of-what-was-said-or-done mode.

And then.. fever started to kick in and I was beginning to feel cold.

When we finally reached the carpark in Ubi, I jumped out of the car before hubby can even park it, ran to the lift, pound on the buttons of the lift, tap my feet continuously while the lift moved, ran all the way to the door, fumbled around with the keys, gritted my teeth in frustration as the keys dropped to the floor, almost laughed out loud when the door finally opened, threw my bags to the floor and skipped to the loo my darling~.. Heh..

Before going to sleep that night, I ate another medicine for diarrhoea, hoping that my sleep won't get disrupted by going to the toilet for a few more times.

Hah~! I was dead wrong.

At 3am, I was rudely woken up by a sharp pain on my upper stomach area. It was excruciating! I thought that the pain was a temporary one, but I was wrong. Hubby got me ready to go to Tan Tock Seng Hospital. I was delirious and asked Hubby for forgiveness in case I am going to die, while he looked at me like I am mad. Hahahah..

We reached the hospital at around 3.30am. The person there asked me if I can point out the scale of the pain that I am having, between 1 - 10. I almost said 20, but knowing that they usually have no sense of humour (like airport staff lah), stopped myself and said between 7-8 instead. Bleah~ Ya lah.. What if he quickly paged for his top surgeon and wheeled me into the operating room? Then they will open me up and see what was the thing that can cause such unspeakable horror in me. Heehee..

At last, when I finally get to see the doctor (which was pretty fast. They gave priority to me first, I think because they can see the agony in my eyes), he asked me if this is the same pain as period cramp because coincidently, yesterday was also the 1st day of my menses (Yeah, I know.. Tripple whammy!!!!). I said no, the pain is unlike the kind that I've ever had. I have never experienced such pain in that region before. After he injected painkiller into me, I felt light-headed and can feel the pain slowly disappear but it was replaced by a tight pulling sensation. My breathing was back to normal and I was wheeled to the observation room.

At 6++am, the pain returned with a vengeance. It striked me with double the force and Hubby had to run to a staff nurse for help while I writhed in agony on the bed. The doctor came again with the magic syringe, and a few minutes later I floated into the air once more, seeing rainbows and unicorns. Fortunately, the drama ends there and I was discharged an hour later. Was given a huge dosage of painkiller (tablet form), just in case.

Well, that was my horrendous experience. Surprise surprise, I am back in the office this morning. Tummy still feeling queasy. Apa nak buat.. dah nasib badan..

I don't know what is wrong with the people in the office. I was on MC because I was unwell. Or would they prefer me to go to work, feeling crappy? Spread my virus around? I think Jolly has caught it also because she's on MC today with the same problem I had previously. Hahaha..

Ok lah. I got to get back to work now. Tonnes of things to do.

:'(

Sick~

I've been feeling a tad under the weather lately.. Boo hoo~

It all started with my throat being infected, which then unleash a series of other health problems onto me. Fever (on and off), incessant coughing (annoying too!!), migraine (arrghhhhhhhhh~) and now.. the grand finale (hopefully) --> Flu.

Ta da~~

All in a space of less than a week.. (and only 1 day MC too!) All my meetings with close friends and clients had to be rescheduled. Honestly, I've never been this sick before. A record had been broken. Hurrah~

Still nursing my flu and cough. There is a slight improvement with my voice now, compared to the past few days. Evil male colleagues had their laughs, poking fun at my super sexy husky voice. Hahahhaa...

Last Saturday, I managed to take a peek at Yanti's cutie pie daughter, Intan Marisha. Sorry, no picture taken because I was too slenger to take out my handphone to snap. Don't blame me, blame it on the various medicines that I've taken, ok? Heh..

Oh yeah~ Did some serious aliens'/floods' butt-kicking in Halo 2 while I was on MC. Power dok~ Can't wait for the ending!

7% GST..

When I heard the news that the government (the one that 66.6% had voted for in May) wanted to raise the GST to 7%, my initial reaction was I.simply.couldn't.believe.it.

Speechless..

Then after the cloud of disbelief had lifted, my blood started to boil.. I can feel steam coming out of my ears.. Smoke came out of my nose as I huffed and puffed in anger.

So I surfed the Net to get more info.

Reason for the hike? According to PM Lee, "Hike was necessary to finance the enhanced social safety nets, needed to help the lower income group and he emphasised that the offset package would more than counter the rise in GST."
What lah all this bullcrap~! A peasant like me knows that the GST increase is only going to hurt the poor instead of helping them. Unless they are not going to tax on necessity items like groceries, textbooks.. then perhaps it wouldn't be so bad. Tax only the luxury items so that it will hurt the rich's deep pockets. And what offset package is he talking about? Issit like previously when they issue ERS to us to soften the blow of the GST increase? Hah! Kelakar siak!

Here's another one from PM Lee, "I'm not going to tax 15% on income tax, I'm not going to tax 25% from GST the way the Scandanavians do, but I have to make the adjustments of 2% which I think is fair and I think Singaporeans will support."

Why are you NOT going to tax 15% on income tax? Income tax is exactly where you should raise because like Robin Hood, you will be stealing from the rich to give to the poor. Or is it because you YOURSELF are not willing to contribute to the poor since you YOURSELF are among the top of the pile with your million-dollar paycheck??!! And STOP COMPARING SINGAPORE TO OTHER COUNTRIES!! Each country is unique. I heard somewhere that the GST is higher in OTHER COUNTRIES because they HAVE WELLFARE system to help the poor.

Sigh.. How? I am tired. More and more things are being revealed, hinting at me that my government just don't love me anymore. I love Singapore, it's just that I loathe the government that governs it.

I feel like I want to quit being a Singaporean. Tender my resignation. I thought I wanted to blog about this Malay teacher that I had in Secondary school, instead, I rant and rave about my incompetent government. Blah~

19% of paedophiles have images of children 3 years or younger..

Shocked? Wished that you can do something about it?

"Children sexually abused on Internet pornography sites cannot speak for themselves.

But you can.

With your help, we can eradicate this evil trade.

We DO NOT need your money.

We need you to light a candle of support.

We are aiming to light at least ONE MILLION CANDLES by December 31, 2006.

This petition will be used to encourage governments, politicians, financial institutions, payment organisations, Internet service providers, technology companies and law enforcement agencies to eradicate the commercial viability of online child pornography.

They have the power to work together. You have the power to get them to take action.

Together, we can destroy the commercial viability of Internet child pornography sites that are destroying the lives of innocent children. "

http://www.lightamillioncandles.com/

Up to 20,000 children appears in pornographic images online everyday!!

There's a sick & perverted group of people preying on these innocent kids. A HUGE group. The scariest thing is that they don't look like your average criminal with tattoos.. They look normal. They live a normal life but have hideous online hobby.

So go on.. Go light that candle.. They still need 100,000 ++ more candles.

Kindly forward this to your friends, relatives and work colleagues so that they can light a candle too.

Just some random stuffs...

- Latest addition to the family

Muhammad Aiman.
Born on 17/10/06 at 2248 in KKH.

I was drowning in a green pool of envy when I saw him.. Hahaha..
Look at this precious bundle of joy.. Please ignore my hideous double-layered eyebags (got such thing?), it's a Ramadhan special.. Hur hur~

Feast your eyes with more of this little dude here
He was fiercely protected by his sisters. I tried to sneak him into my large handbag but was viciously attacked by Nabila.. Gosh! That girl sure know how to pinch.. LOL~~
But I still adore Huda (girl in green tudung).. Look at her.. Geram kan? Heehee..

- “Straits Times keeps No 1 spot, drawing 1.35m readers.”

Oh yeah? And you are competing for the top spot with... ??? Berita Harian? Tamil Murasu? Lianhe Zaobao?

Duh~

That's why I no longer read the local paper anymore. What were they thinking?
Hallo~ I not stupid.. you know!

- ROAD HOGGERS!

2 words for you.. &^%$ OFF!

They didn't even let an ambulance (the lights on the roof was flashing) through. You know what? One fine day, you'll be lying, dying in an ambulance with all the lights flashing and the siren blasting loudly.. and then no one.. ABSOLUTELY no one.. will give way to you..

What goes around, comes around..

Nah.. I am not cursing anyone. Just stating the fact.

- My thoughts on Singapore government

Any of you ever played Simcity before? I have. For those of you who don't know, this game allows you to create your own city. You are in-charge of EVERYTHING! From laying down the water pipes to setting sections of the city for agricultural, commercial and residential. You can build schools, fire departments, police stations and place them according to the needs of your people. It's FUN for a control freak like me. Heh.

In the beginning, I started with a small farming community. With the little money that I have, I started my city slowly. I cared and listened to every little complain that my people have and worked hard to garner their supports. Too much criminal activity in your neighbourhood? Not a problem, I'll try my best to build a police station there, Mam!
This caring little city managed to entice more people to move into the city, which in turn, brought in more money. I gained more and more money as the years goes by. My city was famous! It's growing so well and more importantly, I am RICH! But not rich enough!

Then, I decided that I needed to expand my horizon. Needed more $$ for it, but I don't want to kacau my own pocket! Duh!? So how?

Hah!

I started to squeeze even more $$ from my people.

How else?

From raising tax of course! Road tax lah.. ERP lah (ooops.. Wrong City!).. and a personal favorite --> Transport Hike! Of course they complained.. I'll just turn a deaf ear. Or I pretended to listen and take down their concerns.. BUT I NEVER ACTED ON IT! ** evil laugh ** or give lame excuses justifying my evil deeds..

My population started to dwindle a bit but still, there are loyal supporters who stayed. Those who left are Quitters! I have no use for them. Muahahahaha..

Then, the next big thing was to build a BIG A$$ Casino. I've done my calculations and it shows that my earnings will be doubled as time goes by. So many of my citizens actually protested. I just rolled my eyes and clicked 'Yes'. Crime rate goes up due to the negative aura that the casino has brought in. I couldn't care less. What matters to me was the sweet sound of 'kaching' 'kaching' as the dough starts rolling in.

So.. these are my thoughts. I even named my City - Temasek. I've been dying to share it in my blog but never really find the time. Hehehe..

** Ermm. Provocative post.. I know.. If I go MIA, you know why ah..

- Maiden Voyage (1st time lah)

1st time celebrating as someone's wife. Didn't really see what's the big deal was.. ;p~ It's just different because my parents were not there and was replaced by his parents. Am I sad that I didn't get to celebrate with my parents? Not really, because I know they are just a phone call away and it's not as if I am not going to visit them later..
The only part that was memorable to me was in the morning. After hubby and I were dressed and ready, we salam, asked for forgiveness from each other.. a quick hug and a peck on the cheek.. and that's it! Perhaps we are still new..
But I just felt that it's really redundant, because we do that every morning without fail and sometimes before going to sleep. Outside, his family was waiting. I proceeded to salam and ask for forgiveness from his parents and siblings.

- Am I or am I not?

The last time I checked, I am not pregnant.... yet. It's no biggie..

Really..

I am not just saying this because I want to appear cool and uncaring.. I am just being realistic. Relax lah, I just got married 8 months ago. Azmi kata his commando belom keluar lagik..

Hehehe..

And what's with my mom saying that my womb is out of place (don't ask me, I have no idea that it can move about).
Once we move to a new house (moving to our dream house soon..) and when all the dust has settled.. and if my tummy is still flat (HAHAHA! Yeah right~!).. then we WILL do something about it.
And then, even if 1 of us has fertility problem (Read: Sterile), so? It's not the end of the world lah dey.. Maybe we can be those cool childless couple who travel the world together.. hand in hand, with a Lonely Planet travel guide on the other.. Or maybe, just maybe, we can adopt a few babies (you have no idea how many babies are abandoned/unwanted) and bring them up as our own. Muhrim issues? No problem. We'll work around it. When there's a will, there's a way.. ;p~

Or I can lavish all my attention on my adorable nieces & nephews..

MIL asked me the other day if I was on birth control pills. I told her the truth. I think her relatives have started asking and she's probably worried.
We are not using any contraceptives method at the moment. Well... There are days when I wish I was on it when I came across unruly teenagers or really really naughty toddlers. Bleah~ Babies are all cute and cuddly.. Just you wait.. a few more years and then the next thing you know they'll start going through puberty and have the impression that the world revolves around them.. Hahaha..

Yeah.. I told MIL the truth. Told her how uncomfortable it is when people keep asking me about it. Told her that I felt pressurised. She understands. She knows that some people can be so blunt when asking these questions and unknowingly hurt our feelings. Well, what do you know? They've stopped asking altogether and I highly suspected that my dear MIL has a hand in this. Hur hur hur~

- Bz bz bz..

I've been buzzing around in the office. There are days when I wish I can just sms 'Hi Sam, I am not coming in to work this morning. Or tomorrow either. In fact, I QUIT!' and then just curl up in bed and Zzzz...
I've been busy at home with my new home business.. Too busy to give my blog the regular updates it sorely needed. Sigh..

A quickie~

Here's a quick update..

Ayah is now able to walk without using the cane. Syukur Alhamdulillah~ I can also see that he is putting on a bit of weight as well as his voice is a tad more audible now..

See? I told you that Ayah's health will improve once he get out of that dreaded and lonely isolation ward. Now we are just waiting for the next appointment so that Mak can highlight the hearing problem to the doctors.

A quick 'HI' to Fauzi as well~
Thanks for the testimonials in Friendster..

Ok~ Back to work~~~ ;p

Have a blessed Ramadan..

Alhamdulillah syukur~

Ayah had been discharged from the hospital last Friday (22/09/06) and is doing quite well at home under Mak's care. He's just a bit hot-tempered lately due to the fact that he is still having difficulty talking (due to the trachy) and also because he is hard of hearing now. His left ear was badly damaged (he removed a huge blood-clot in his ear all by himself by using a cotton bud~ Yuck~!) and we have to whisper loudly (Yeah I know, it's an oxymoron) to his right ear so that he can hear what we are talking about. Nevertheless, I am still grateful to Allah for his speedy recovery and he was able to return home before Ramadan approaches.
Ayah's b'day was on 21/09/06 but we celebrated on the 23/09/06. Me & hubby bought lots of cheng tng (Ayah's favourite dessert) and a blue baju melayu. Abang Ngah bought cakes and soup tulang (Sigh.. Sesungguhnya aku berpuasa hari ini~ Heehee) while Along contributed soft beancurd for our small party. Mak pulak masak Mee Sua.. Mmm yummy~~
* Note to oneself, must stop blogging about food during Ramadan *

As for the business that we've just started, initially, there was a lot of bad-vibes and negativity. Biasa lah.. Bila orang melayu nak bukak bisnes, ada jer yang menyebok dan suka memburuk2kan kaum mereka sendiri. But among all these flaks that we've received, we are very glad for the support given by our good friends, families and relatives. Hehehehe.. Thanks a lot you guys~

Ramadan is finally here. It's definitely different now from before I was married. Previously, I don't have to wake up earlier to prepare the food because everything was already laid out on the table when I wake up for Sahur. That is if I even bothered to wake up at all! Hahaha..

Now? Although it wasn't expected of me to help MIL in the kitchen (I am blessed with such a lovely MIL), but I still forced my butt out of the bed at 4am to help her. With me being half awake, I can only handle preparing the drinks (last night, the Milo was a bit diluted and this morning the tea was too sweet *chuckles*) while MIL was buzzing about in the kitchen, warming last night's meal. Me so useless, kan? Bleah~

Last Friday, while we were enjoying our meal at Kallang, I found a disturbing show on TV. So sad.. They marred Ramadan by having a concert at Kampong Glam. With women singing and dancing, I can only shake my head and let out a sigh. Even if it's just the opening of a new bazaar in Kampong Glam, why can't they show a more respectable concert? Wouldn't it be more berkat to show nasyid? Or Syarahan? Or invite our local Hafiz for Quran recital?

Ok lah.. That's all I can blog about today..

PS: Lagi sikit nak batal puasa this morning. A &^%@ Lexus driver almost caused us to collide onto another car just because he can't make up his mind whether he wants to enter the CTE or not. Arrghh.. Macam nak kena maki! Hubby floored the brake just in time and I can feel the ABS kicked in. Sigh.. Sabar Ayu sabar.. Sesungguhnya kau puasa hari ini..

See what's been keeping me bz lately..

Dear beloved readers..

I know I have been ignoring my blog for so long. Heh.. Me busy lah dgn projek..

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"Real Man's Barbecue"

Let's take a break and chill with this joke.. ** munching Kit Kat **

Enjoy~~

"Real Man's Barbecue"
When a man volunteers to do such cooking, the following chain of events is put into motion.

(1) The woman goes to the store.
(2) The woman fixes the salad, vegetables, and dessert.
(3) The woman prepares the meat for cooking, places it on a tray along with the necessary cooking utensils, and takes it to the man, who is lounging beside the grill, drinking a beer.
(4) The man places the meat on the grill.
(5) The woman goes inside to set the table and check the vegetables.
(6) The woman comes out to tell the man that the meat is burning.
(7) The man takes the meat off the grill and hands it to thewoman.
(8) The woman prepares the plates and brings them to the table.
(9) After eating, the woman clears the table and does the dishes.
(10) The man asks the woman how she enjoyed "her night off."

And, upon seeing her annoyed reaction, concludes that there's just no pleasing some women.

Alhamdulillah..

At 9.59am this morning, I received this sms from Abg Ngah..

"Dr cakap Ayah makin pulih. Alhamdulillah. Tapi masih perlukan oxygen. Dah boleh bedah masukan kat tekak. Hari ni tengah hari dibedah."
- Syahril -

Syukran Alhamdulillah!

For those who are not in the know, the doctors wanted to perform an operation to make a hole on his throat so that they don't have to go through the mouth. Because of the frequent insertion of the tube into his lungs, his throat is swollen and it's very painful for him. This operation will allow the tube to have shorter route to his lungs, thus delivering more oxygen and he will heal faster. InsyaAllah.. But the last few days, his condition had worsen, so the doctors had to postpone the operation until he is well.

Let's hope that this operation will go on smoothly..

Al-Fateha buat Atok tersayang..

Atok passed away yesterday. Innalillahi Wainnalillahi Rojioun~

As I sat in the next room while reciting Surah Yaseen for him, my mind kept on playing scenes that happened yonks ago.. One of them was when he was still working in Singapore. Last time, whenever he came by for a visit, he would always brought along chocolates for his granddaughters (Salimah, Mashita & me of course).

I also remembered one time when we were in the kampong, he brought us along to the back (there's a small patch of land next to Cik Munah's house) to plant a durian seed. He said that in order for that seed to grow, he needs to 'sunatkan'.. that is to remove a certain part of the seed. *chuckles*

He said that we can eat it in the future but he's not sure if he is still alive by then to even have a taste. When my late grandmother (We called her 'Nenek Wa') passed away, he suffered from a stroke and it affected the right part of his body. His right hand was in a permanently 'clawing' position and when he walked with his walking stick, he had to drag his right feet forward.

In the last few months of his life on earth, he just refused to get up and preferred to lie down on the bed to sleep. When he ate, it can get so messy that Mak Lang decided to spoonfeed him instead. Such was the dedication shown by Atok's children.

But when Cik Dol & Bibik from Melaka came to see my dad in SGH last month, they went and visit Atok as well. To everyone's surprised, Atok was able to sit and wanted to eat by himself when he saw that his children actually came to pay him a visit for afar. I was glad to actually get to see him at that time and salam his hand.

Yesterday, after he was bathed and was already shrouded, I get to give him my final farewell by kissing him on his forehead.. and I took great care not to let my tears touch his skin. I also took part in the special prayer for him in the masjid. We were very lucky because the masjid was only a stone's throw away. It's special for me because it was my first time sembahyangkan jenazah. Thanks to Mak Teh for teaching me the niat and how to go about performing it..

Latest update of Ayah for my relatives in KL..
Ayah's condition seems to be stable although he is still heavily sedated. Syukur Alhamdulillah~

I don't know who to believe. Do I believe the doctor who is always giving me bad news and asking me to be prepared for the worst or the nurses who kept on saying that Ayah's condition is stable?

The doctors are slowly trying to wean him off the respirator and see if Ayah can stop his dependency on that machine. His blood is now on the low side and yesterday I saw that they're transfusing blood into him. Sigh.. His hands & legs are swollen, and we are not sure why. And Mak said that yesterday Ayah looked feverish.

So that's all for today.. Will hop by the hospital to see Ayah after work later and will keep you people updated as well.. Tonight also got kenduri doa selamat in Redhill.

Da~~~

Damage done on Ayah's van..

As you can see, most of the damage is on the passenger side of the van, which made me so relieved that my mom wasn't there. We haven't done anything yet to this van. Not sure whether we want to scrap it or to repair and sell it away because one thing for sure we don't want to be in this van anymore. I was told that there are 2 workshops eyeing to service this van. Sigh..

My mom said that a few hundreds SGD$$ that was with Ayah hilang since she said that on the morning before he go to JB, she passed to him SGD$500 and now only left SGD$100++.. And we are not sure who took it.. But we had decided that we are not going to pursue it because we can always earn it back.
I also wanted to blog about the horrible way Ayah was treated in Hospital Sultanah Aminah, but it will just make me angry over & over again.. Sigh..

Yesterday, when we wanted to visit Ayah in SGH, we were informed to put on protective clothing to prevent being infected by this contagious virus that is in Ayah's body. Ya Allah! Give us strength for this test that you are putting my family through..

Sometimes I ask why.. And found the reason here..

"Are the people proud of is thinking that they will be left alone because they say, 'We believe and they will not be tested? And undoubtedly We tested those before them, therefore Allah will necessarily, see the truthful and will necessarily, see the liars." Surah Al-Ankabut (1-2)

When I ponder about the things that we are going through right now, I remember that Allah will never test us beyond what we can bear.

"[This is a fact that] God does not burden a person beyond his capacity. [It is His law that] he alone will get what it earned and he alone will pay for what he did – Lord, take us not to task if we forget or lapse into error, and Lord, do not lay on us a burden such as You laid on those before us. And Lord, do not burden us with what we cannot bear. And pardon us, and forgive us our sins, and have mercy upon us. You alone are our Lord and help us against these disbelievers [who are confronting us as enemies]." ~ Excerpts from Surah Al-Baqarah (285-286)

Me & hubby was compiling a CD containing all the Surahs in Quran so that we can play it in the hospital for Ayah to hear and also to mask the horrible sound the ventilator is making at the side of the bed. Hearing the Quran being recited with such a beautiful voice (Sheikh Sa'ad Al-Ghamdi) created such a calming atmosphere that I nearly shed a tear.

Islam is so beautiful..

Perfect..

And I fall in love with it all over again..

Lelong lelong..!!

Me helping out my sis-in-law with her business..

Here are the pictures of some of the stuffs for sale..
Let me know if you are interested, I will get her to contact you..

I simply love the watches.. Very noice~~~

Thank God for the invention of concealer~~

Sorry for not updating my blog lately. A lot of things had happened since the past 2 weeks and I am still trying to make sense of it all. To make it worst, hub was on 2 weeks reservist (3 days in camp and then 2 days go back home.. This goes on for 2 weeks!) and he wasn't there to console me and lie to me that it will all be better.. He wasn't there to hold my hands and kissed all the pain away and I kept waking up with puffy eyes..
Well.. there's nothing that the makeup can't cover, really.. Thank God for the invention of concealer~~

Within 1 week, 2 accidents had happened. One was kinda serious but the other one was fatal.
My dad was involved in one of them. Currently he is in the ICU and doing quite well.. Alhamdulillah..
Insyallah by next week, he will be transferred to the normal ward. Special thanks to Kak Mas & Kak Idah for being there for me with their kind words, prayers & encouragements and also for arranging their friends to pray for my dad during the Friday prayers.

As for the fatal accident, it claimed the life of hub's cousin, Saiful Aidil Bin Amin.
Innalillahi wainna lillahi rajioun~
I will always miss his gregarious laughter that always managed to fill up the room. He looked so peaceful when he was being shrouded with kain kafan. Sigh.. Someone said his face is very bersih.. It goes to show that orang nyer baik2..
His departure made me see how fragile life is.. and I keep on reminding (or you can call it nagging~) hub to always always always drive safely and it's simply not worth it to speed or race with other cars. I simply love him too much that I keep telling him that he can only die after I die because I don't think I am strong enough to live without him. So the drama mama kan? Hehehe..

I seriously don't know how to pick up the pieces if any of my loved ones were to leave me. The only one who really reeeeally made an impact on me when they left will be my late maternal grandmother. To me that was the biggest lost ever~ She passed away when I was in secondary 1 and life in kampung have never been the same ever. I missed her so much and I still do. *sob* *sob*

I guess that's all I can blog about for today. Too depressed to continue because while I was typing this, my sister just smsed me and said that the doctors had to re-insert the breathing tube back because the lung infection got worst and my dad is not getting enough oxygen. Sigh.. Anyway, fyi, this post took a few days to update.. It just sat there in the draft column, looking sad and forlorn till I had the time to update it.. ;p~

PS: I have now decided to allow my beloved readers to input comments for my posts.

ROFLMAO~~~

OMG~! I just saw this picture on her blog and I almost fell off my chair laughing..




Do they have to wear padded bra to prevent unwanted leakage?

Hahahahahahahahaha..

** wipes tear off eyes **

Lets Dad experience the joys of motherhood..
I am just waiting for the Japanese to invent the contraption that will allow Dad to experience the joy of childbirth..
;p~

Here's a man who makes lemonade when life threw him a lemon, stolen his apples and kicked him in the crotch..

Everytime I get bogged down by the ugliness we all have to live with, I come to mr brown's site, see his family photos, read his funnies, hear his hilarious podcasts and I'll feel so much better.

Despite being victimised ** cough ** bullied ** cough **, mr brown continues to contribute positively to the lives of Singaporeans, very commendable.

Thank you, mr brown..

Keep the Faith~~

So say we all..

PS: Unless you've been following the things that's been going between mr brown & Ministry for Information, Communications and the Arts (MICA), you'll never understand what I am blabbering about~ Heh!

** Ehem ** Betty Crocker in the making.. Or Martha Stewart perhaps~?

When I was in secondary school, one of the lessons taught in Home Econs class was 'How to bake Chelsea buns'.
I used to love these buns (and still do~) because it's so easy to make and it's versatile. No matter how badly you roll the dough, it still turned out gorgeous.. Heh.. ;p~
No one ever told me that I can substitute the raisins with chocolate chips but voila~ It turned out to be yummylicious! And I simply love the aroma of the buns baking in the oven because I sprinkled a bit of cinnamon powder in it. Mmmm.. Heavenly..

I baked these sinful buns yesterday and I felt like I was transported back into my Home Econs class in Rangoon Secondary. I fondly recall Mrs Ser watchful eyes, eyeing my every move and commenting my postures when I am punching the dough. Hahaha.. She said that I must act like a lady and be demure (She's very persistent, though.. And nobody, absolutely no one can tahan her nagging)..

Anyway, here's a picture of my buns.......................

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Chelsea buns lah dey~ Chet.. Busuk punyer orang..




Honestly, the picture doesn't seems to do it justice.. Blame it on my crappy 1.3 MegaPixel O2 mini camera.

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Ok.. Enough about my hot & gorgeous buns..

I had a terrible, horrible nightmare the other day..
I did something very very very bad in that dream... :(
It was so horrible and so terrible that when I shared it with Hubby, he kinda looked at me funny. But thank God he never judged me. It was just a dream after all~

I am still shocked and bloody terrified of myself right now. And trying very hard to get it out of my head right now because everytime I shut my eyes, I can see snippets of that dream, like a gory trailer of a horror movie. Arrghhh...

** Shudder~ **

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The silence is broken..

I was bloghopping while waiting for hubby to fetch me from work and came across something that I think everyone I know should read.

Here's an excerpt from that blog,

“Ahpunehneh” is not a proper word.
It is not a Tamil word. Nor it is an English word. Nor it is a Greek word. Hell, it is NOT even a word. It is gibberish of the purest kind. Yes, yes. I hear all the gasping and “Did you hear that?!” and “Is it true?”. Yes it’s true. If there is one gibberish that is to be flushed down the toilet, this is it.
I am tired. Tired beyond words to explain what this gibberish has done. I am pretty much sure almost all my Indian counterparts will agree. Been called “Ahpunehneh” in a country that calls itself happily multiracial. There is nothing happy about this. I now take it upon myself to give all my clueless Singaporeans a much needed enlightment on this. Read and read well. And pass it on. Because the next time i hear or read that blasted gibberish, I won’t be patient. Anymore.

Next. Repeat after me. Brown is not black. Black is not brown. We have people from different walks of life and somehow in this nationwide disorder, almost all chinese cannot differentiate brown from black. Once again another example that happened to me. This happened in the first year of uni. After one of the lectures, i was waiting at the back of the lecture room, for a couple of my clique guys. This part of the lecture room was not lit but rest assured the rest of the room was. So it is understood the part i was standing wasn’t pitch black. Then another guy from another clique, who was standing near me, turned and said this “Hey TC, why you stand there? You so black, still stand there. Cannot see you lor. *Insert laughter*” The following was the connversation that happened between us after he said this. All my replies were said in a deadpan face and tone... "

(Read more about it here)

I think almost all of us (me included) are guilty of calling other races degrading remarks like for e.g. 'keling', 'cinone', 'ahpuneneh', 'cher'..

This have to stop, people.

Really~

I cringed whenever I hear my friends refer to indians as kelings. Or when it came out of my mouth accidentally. Yikes~

After reading that post, it just make me feel really bad..

Ok lah.. Gotta wash my mouth with soap now.. ;p~

Bye~~

The dawn of a new beginning.. Haha.. Macam real jek~~~

I haven't blog for a while. Been very busy lately. Sigh..

Oh ya~ I've started donning the hijab and have been receiving lots of unwanted comments from around me. Some of the comments can be a little too insensitive that I really feel like giving them the infamous 'birdie'.. My patience with these people are beginning to stretch a little too thin and I can just explode right there in front of their faces. What some of them need is a good 'bitch-slap' from me! Muahahaha..

Some of them are curious as to why I started wearing them. I just replied to them that it's too personal for any Tom, Dick or Harry to just know about it. And besides, it's really none of their business.

Previously, a lot of people thought that I don't cover my aurat because I am vain. Sigh..
I hate it when people jump to conclusions just like that. Oh come on~ I have frizzy hair that refused to stay the way I desired it to be. Wearing a tudung would be like a relief to me if I were to be vain. It's so easy to just hide my dry, rebellious hair from trying to style it. Arrghh.. Anyway, I know I look good wearing a tudung. What the hell.. I look even better wearing it than NOT wearing it. Nevertheless, I don't want the reason for me to cover my aurat to be a vain one. Because physical beauty never last. It'll fade away and what remains behind will be my faith, inner beauty & my inner strength.

A lot of people close to me have been asking me to wear one for quite sometime but I resisted because I realised that if I were to succumb to such pressure from them, it won't be something that comes from within. It will always be remembered as, "I did it because somebody said I should". So it's not a sincere act on my part.

I know it's compulsory. Like duh~~
The thing is, I've seen a lot of women who made a mockery of wearing a tudung. It's really shameful that I feel embarrassed to be associated with them. It's really hilarious when one of such women actually lectured me about wearing it. Haiz..

They cover their head.. but they still continue to gossip..
They cover their head.. but they still wear tight clothes that show the curves on their bodies..
They cover their head.. but still their heart habour dark intentions..
They cover their head.. but they don't pray..
They cover their head.. but they behave worst than a whore..

And then they feel that it's their God given rights to tell me to wear one. And chastised me when I pointed out all these points to them. Their reply? "Hey, at least I am covered!"

What the &^%$?

Fine..

I admit this is a sensitive issue for muslim women. Some of them like to sweep this under the rug instead of discussing it with me because, the points that I brought up ARE valid. Some even labelled me as old-fashioned for thinking like that~

Some women said that my lifestyle won't change when I start wearing a tudung. They said I can continue going to swimming lah, go roller blading lah.. etc etc.. But when I checked again, I realised that these claims contradict each other.

Yes you can go swimming. But only if the place is only for ladies and it's not in the public where the men can see you.

Why so strict?

Some will say, "Islam tidak memberatkan umatnya.." And then they put on the tudung, long sleeve t-shirt, long pants.. and dive into the mixed public swimming pool..
What they don't know is that, when their clothes are wet, they cling to you like a second skin and every inch of your body is exposed like as if you are naked. Bleah~~ No difference from watching Baywatch.. Really~~~

Then some said, "Islam is moving forward. Mengikut arus kemodenan."
But what was stated in the Quran?

Surah an-Nur verse 31 clearly states,
"And say to the faithful women to lower their gazes, and to guard their private parts, and not to display their adornment except what is apparent of it, and to extend their headcoverings (khimars) to cover their bosoms (jaybs), and not to display their adornment except to their husbands, or their fathers, or their husband's fathers, or their sons, or their husband's sons, or their brothers, or their brothers' sons, or their sisters' sons, or their womenfolk, or what their right hands rule (slaves), or the followers from the men who do not feel sexual desire, or the small children to whom the nakedness of women is not apparent, and not to strike their feet (on the ground) so as to make known what they hide of their adornments. And turn in repentance to Allah together, O you the faithful, in order that you are successful."
(Shamelessly copied from http://www.muhajabah.com/surah-an-nur.htm)

What is it about the verse above that can be modernised? We can't even show the curves on our bodies and have to wear loose clothing. Sigh...

And I haven't even touch on what my non-muslim friends have commented. That would take forever seh~
Most of the time I'll just ignore their questions because some of them are meant to mock me & my religion.
And then ah.. Some people can live all their live side-by-side with a muslim and yet still be ignorant about Islam. I mean, they ask really ignorant questions! Macam nak kena smack~

The reason why I decided to wear tudung is...
It's a long story.. so bear with me..

On 24/06/06, my mom was warded in the ICU in Tan Tock Seng. She had difficulty breathing due to the build-up of fluid in her lungs.
When I saw that sms from Busu, in my heart I panicked. Oh no oh no oh no oh no~
Then the thoughts of losing her seemed so real. I can't help but think about the Lina's mom who passed away while she was in the ICU.
Along and family, Ayah and all of us rushed down to TTSH. Because of state she was in, no one was allowed in to see her. So the rest of them left for home that evening but my in-laws and my hubby stayed with me because the doctor wanted to have a word with me.
It was nearly eight when the doctor came. I also get to see her as well. She was unconcious, with all kinds of tubes inserted into her. It wasn't a sight that I was ready for. I almost broke down in tears seeing her like that.
I kissed her dearly on the forehead and fought back the tears. She was sedated because it would be very painful for her if she's awake. Her hands were cold and she stirred when I tried to massage some warmth into her. I would had traded half my life with God, everything I have.. just so that she won't be in that position.. To make it even worst, the doctor told me that her heart was not beating regularly. It was very weak.

The nurse passed me her belongings to take home. Her blouse and bra was cut open. And there was blood splattered on my mom's bag.
That night, as I washed the blood from my mom's bag in the bathroom, the dam burst. I couldn't stop crying. A million scenarios kept on playing on my head.. What if this.. What if that..
I remembered that I've never prayed so hard in my life. I prayed to God to lessen her burden. I prayed that if she was meant to be taken away from me, I asked God for the strength to let her go.

And then, I made a small niat, that I will start donning the hijab when my mom's condition had stabilised and taken out from that dreaded ICU.

And lo & behold~~
The next morning, my dad called and said that she was taken to a normal ward. I was so relieved with that piece of news that whatever my dad said after that didn't really register in my brain. Hehehe.. I didn't even copied down the location of the ward.

When I told hub of my niat, he seemed pleased with me. He said he supported my decision. That morning, when I wake up feeling so weak and drained but when I heard the news, I feel re-energised. Hub was really amused with my behaviour.

So, that's the story behind the new me~
I know I may not be wearing it perfectly, but I am still in the process of learning.
Everyday I ask for forgiveness from Allah, because although I am covered physically, I have lots of photos that show otherwise. I pray for Allah to understand and give me more time.

And also, if I've offended some of the readers with this post, I am truly sorry..

Tapi kan..

Saper yang makan cili, dia lah yang terasa pedas nyer~

;p~