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This is my 38th week and my tummy looks like it would pop anytime. Went for my weekly checkup yesterday morning and my dear Gynae said that my baby’s head is fully engaged and it won’t be long now. Mmm, my only concern was that baby now has reached the 3kg mark. May not be such an alarming thing but when I was conceiving Amirul, at 38th week (the week he was delivered), he was only 2.75kg. I was a lil suprised. My ol Gynae once said that it’s better for the baby to put on the weight after he was born (with an indication that it’d be easier to deliver a smaller baby).
But after consulting with my Gynae, and her reassuring me that since my first delivery had no complication, then this time around, it wouldn’t be any different, insya’allah.
So, I am now anxiously waiting for the arrival of my darling bub. I hope the stork would arrive before Raya (this week maybe)to avoid any possible hassle (and also hoping that the baby wouldn’t be too big at delivery …errkk). Baby’s weight increased 0.5kg every week for the past 2 weeks and if this were to continue till next week, ayoyo…
Maybe I worry too much. Insya’allah, I hope to have a smooth delivery and a healthy, perfect baby. I know that Amirul is also eager to welcome his Adik to the world. Darling hubs, neverending touching my tummy, talking to the baby, coaxing him to come out soon. Hehehe. Tak sabar to add on to his footie and golf team lah tu (erm I think you need to wait a lil longer lah dear).
So, all I can do now is wait and enjoy the last days of my pregnancy. I sure am gonna miss this preggie tummy..
It has been almost a month since my dearest munchkin, Amirul, had his usual ‘nenen’ session. Finally I did it, well we did it. I’m glad that I managed to bf him for 2 years (and 3 months). Honestly, I went cold turkey when I was in my 34th week. Had a minor problem and decided that it was time for him to get off the boobies once and for all. Besides, I know I’ve done a good job all this time, nourishing him with ma goodies :).
It was hard at first, for the first few nights… he cried and cried and only wanted to hang on to me. Pity Abah. What I did was to let him sleep really close to me and let him have the ’smell’. He still cried but after awhile, those cries turned to whimpers and not before long, we found him sound asleep, nicely snuggled up next to me. Thank God. Miraculously, he slept the whole night through and we thought hey, this would be easy.
He still wanted some occassionally but the point is to not respond to his pleas. It’s hard, yes, but it is the best way to make him understand. Besides that, lots of talking to him will also help. In my case, I always mentioned that his Adik is coming out really soon and Amirul has to be a big boy now and show Adik a good example.
However, recently, he came down with a cold and later a fever. Usually, nursing him would be the best medicine (apart from the usual meds) so I caved in and nursed just once (or twice) and alhamdulillah, t’was a quick recovery.
Now that he’s all aware of not having mommy’s goodies anymore, he will playfully snuggle up at me and say ‘Mommy, nenen’. Knowing very well I would look deep into his eyes and say NO. He’d laugh at me and attempt saying it again. Amusing pulak!
I am so proud of my baby (yes, he still is) of his ‘achievement’ and I hope he won’t be jealous with his Adik when the time comes for the latter’s ‘nenen’ session :p
To any mommies out there struggling to wean their toddlers, you can do it. It’ll take some time but it’ll definitely pay off. Good luck y’all!
Today marks our 3 year anniversary. A bumpy journey I might say but who doesn’t get glitches in their marriages anyway? 100% perfect marriage? It’s not impossible but not realistic. Even those married for more than 20 years have faced difficult times in their marriage life. That’s what makes the bond stronger. You learn form your mistakes, live it and cherish it. Ain’t no reason to give up or venture to ‘other’ avenues..
I do get into fights (fist fights ya boo? Heheheh) with my darling hubby but at the end of the day, you realize that what matters most is your family. Nothing can replace that ’space’ in your heart other than your own flesh and blood. Am getting a bit emotional now ;p.
Alhamdulillah, hubs and I have been blessed with the love, patience and tolerance for all these years and insya’allah, we will remain, if not, stronger. I am grateful of being blessed with a gorgeous son 
and another ‘rezeki’ still baking in the oven :). (That’s Amirul @ 11 months after waking up from his sleep-I like this pic of him in his Unc Amri’s room which he loves messing everything up! )
Dear hubby, thank you for sticking by me (us) for the last 10 years (courtship was for 7 years!) and providing me and the tyke with all that you can, with no expectations from us… Insya’allah, moga our rezeki akan berlipat ganda with the arrival of the latest ‘Zefferin’. Love you much and remember, the wife is always right ;). Hugs and kisses, Mrs Zefr.
Update - This is my 32nd week. I feel great with the occasional tightness around the abdomen area. I’m forever making trips to the loo. The fortnightly visits to my gynae starts next week and I look forward to that. The last visit was fruitful. Everything bout the baby is A-okay. The head, the eyes, the arms and legs, the ***…all perfect, alhamdulillah. Baby weighs around 1.6kg. A lil heavier than the brother when he was in mommy’s tummy. Dr reckon that baby will be about 3kg by full term. As long as I will have a quick and safe VB, syukur alhamdulillah!
I’ve been watching a lot of baby documentaries on Channel 77 and it has helped me a lot in recollecting stuff that I need to know when the time comes (wasn’t that long ago but I’m not that perfect lah. That’s why hubs and I registered for antenatal classes :). Guilty!)
Okay guys, need to visit the ‘waterbabies’ again. Toodle-oo!!!
Hoohoo…
Hubby got back last Friday evening. We made it for our 2nd antenatal class in
SJMC. T’was on breastfeeding. Had a smile on my face throughout the class as I
had experience in this area :). I would love to declare that I’ve managed to
breastfeed Amirul for 2 years! Yey!! That was my ultimate goal. Even before he
was born, I promised myself that I would provide him momm’ys goodness as long
as I can. Alhamdulillah. He still is bf now (eventhough my gynae frowned on it
;( ) But through reading and research, I found that it is not wrong for a
pregnant mother to breastfeed their child as long as she has no complications.
Read this: http://www.babycenter.com/expert/toddler/toddlerbreastfeed/8935.html.
So far, I’m good, baby is good. Though I am gradually weaning Amirul off the
boobies hopefully before his adik is born 
So,
back to my hubby. The next night, he surprised me with a belated birthday
pressie (something I had been eyeing on). He bought me a 80GB I pod… 
Thanks
boo. Love you to the max!
Been
busy downloading songs and movies (Grey’s Anatomy-Season 1-3!) in my
Poddie. Amirul has shown interest in my Poddie as well though I squirm whenever
he reaches for it. He loves to sing and dance (especially when the Azan is on,
you can hear him belting the Azan as well, aaah alhamdulillah) when listening
to my Poddie and ‘marah’ when we try to take it away from him. Hmmm, Abah
should get him a Nano. Ya, right!
Heck,
his Abah bought more pressies for him than for mommy (but can’t complain since
mine costs a lot more-but it’s cheaper in BKK). Clothes…shoes… Sadly, Abah
didn’t get anything for himself. He was interested in O2 but decided to get it
later. Unfortunately, the last day when he was in BKK, he had to go straight to
the airport thus couldn’t do anymore shopping. Boo-hoo. (Sokey, Boo.. I’m sure
you’ll get it in no time)
Dunno
know where my hubby would go next. Heard a trip to Jakarta is in the works?
Well, as long as your Big Boss don’t interfere with the month of October… I’m
okay with it.
I’m 31
weeks pregnant and I feel fine. Probably some Braxton Hicks which I’m not aware
of sometimes. Baby’s doing fine as he’s been wriggling in me non stop. We’ve
got a checkup this Saturday and I think I wanna ask for a 3D pic of the baby.
The fridge at Mom’s penuh dgn ultrascan pics of Amirul and the Adik. Teehee….
This entry is to express my frustation towards beings called MAIDS. I’ve reserved my patience..now it’s time to get it off my chest!
Hubs and I have been on and off living in Bangsar and Shah Alam for the past 3 years (yes, it’s sad) since we’ve not moved into our new crib in Nusa Rhu (Hopefully by early next year). Anyways, living at Mom’s pose no problem to me cause heck I’ve been living there all my life! In my MIL’s, that’s another story. See, MIL has 2 maids.. and it’s usually, one with experience and the other a newbie. Reason for 2 maids is that MIL’s house is too big for 1 maid to handle. Not that MIL’s house is a mansion but trust me, 1 maid is not enough.
Anyways, ever since I got to know my hubby, there has always been a maid around the house. There used to be only one.. and she does everything! Then she left and came E… a god sent. She was really nice and I was fond of her. She’s also the talkative type and doesn’t bore you. E has witnessed everything between me and hubs…from our courtship to marriage. I can still remember her telling me years ago thatshe would like to see me and hubs get married, have kids and have a wonderful life..Aaaauuuuww.
She’s been with the family for about 4-5 years and a few years down the line, MIL employed another maid to assist her. They jive well together and MIL had no problems.
Somehow, MIL and E often had misunderstandings and knowing E, likes to ‘menjawab’ balik. She wasn’t patient with MIL. It so happened that MIL was not satisfied with certain things that she did and always gets on E’s case. I think E felt pressured and she left. Mind you, she was earning more than any other maid in the Klang Valley (that I know of) and I guess she didn’t realize that when she decided to leave. A few months after, we heard that she was working in a factory and was paid poorly (Of courselah). She even called up MIL and asked for forgiveness. Wanting to work for MIL again. However, MIL declined and E was already replaced with another.
So, left the old maid (B) and a new one. Life goes on.. These maids were fine at first but after a few years, cracks started to show. B has been with the family for about 7 years and towards the end, had started to demand for higher pay. MIL sorta agreed with it but gradually increased her salary. Also, since we started living with MIL, definitely the maids had more responsibility and I don’t think it was much of a hassle for them to perform their duties as usual. Their work started to slack a bit. I became unsatisfied with the way they fold and iron our clothes. I’ve confronted them and there was an improvementlah.
After awhile, it was unbearable. I kept on correcting them. Lamenting to hubby about their tardiness. As usual hubs was too cool about it but me, being the perfectionist, I couldn’t stand it! So hubs commented their work to MIL. I guess they were told off and suddenly I was made the bad guy! The maids started talking behind my back, playfully laughing when I’m around (mind you, I have ears like a hawk? and eyes at the backof my head!). I was very aware of what was going on. It breaks me sometimes but hubs kept telling to not stoop at their level. Well, I didn’t but after awhile, I just couldn’t stand it anymore, so, we move back to Mom’s. I was happy! Hubs told MIL and I suppose they got what they deserved. We eventually went back to MIL’s as I realised that it was no use holding a grudge with those B***** when I know I’m not at fault. Heck, wahtever they wanna do.. so be it. Surprisingly, they were well behaved and things were rosy and back to normal but not for long! Even SIL had a fit with B when she demanded more pay and even brainwashed her sister (SIL’s maid) to demand for a higher pay. What nerve! SIL ‘basuh’ her cukup2 and said that she was being ungrateful.
A few months later, both maids ran away along with their passport (pandai pulak cari in MIL’s room). They left at night when hubby, Amirul and myself were asleep in the room. FIL and MIL were at the mosque. We only realised of their ‘escapade’ the next morning when our last night meal was not cleared from the dining table. I was somewhat relieved those B****** left but worried cause MIL had to find replacements, fast!
Well, she managed but after a few rounds of maids, now she has 2 permanent maids under her wing. They seemed okay but I’ve noticed that they have started to ‘tunjuk belang’. With them, we had to advice them on how things go in the house. Sometimes they follow but sometimes it goes into one ear and goes out the other. I often confronted them on how to do things like how to fold the clothes and iron them.
See, our clothes don’t seem to look as if they are ironed, as there are wrinkles everywhere. I’ve told them to press harder, spray more water..bla..bla. Even ou folded clothes looked like they were blindly stacked in the closet. Everytime I come back from work, I would check the closet and slowly take out the folded clothes and re-fold them again to my pleasure. Tiring, yes but at least I’m contented.
Just last night I had a shock of my life. I took out my 2 favourite maternity work shirts (which had wrinkles everywhere) and brought them down to the maid’s room. I showed them the creases and nicely asked the maid to iron them again. (Yelah..maids ni kan sensitive-peergghh,yuck
). She had the nerve to roll her eyes and gave me ‘the’ look. Kinda like ‘why do I need to iron this for her’. Boleh?! I was bewildered and just stood there. She didn’t even say a word..not even.. oh ye? or maaf ke… Who the hell she think she is??!! WTF?!
I walked straight to hubs and told him what just happened. He said ‘Hmm, semua maid tak boleh harap’. I was feeling rather hurt on what just happened and made me wonder, what did I ever do to them? Was it sooo difficult to iron them clothes again? It sure wasn’t rocket science!
So hubs and I decided that we would iron our own clothes after this. It’s not like I’ve never iron before. Back at Mom’s, I did everything on my own. From washing to cleaning. Mom had some ‘unfortunate events’ with maids before and so she decided to have things done by herself. Go Mak!
That’s why hubs and I decided a long time ago, when we do move to our new place we hope not to use a maid as we can see the problems we might face. I mean some people are lucky but some may have to suffer! I hope I get to be as ‘tough’ as my mom and able to manage well without a maid. Pray for me y’all. I hope I have the strength to ‘handle’ those beings called maids. Thank god, we’ll be living at Mom’s before I deliver. I know I’ll be happy there. I know Amirul would. And hubs can save on gas and ride on the bus to work
This is the longest I’ve written and I hope I didn’t bore you guys.. Baby has been kicking me tummy (wanting to get out? Not yet sayang…9 weeks to go or so)
Okay y’all, back to work! Enjoy your Tuesday…
Today hubs will be flying off to Bangkok for work. His first trip to BKK. So, it’ll just be me and Amirul for the next few days. Staying at MIL’s place at the mo.. hoohoo.
Although I dread the fact that hubby won’t be around, I do like the fact that he would come back with pressies (yelah, BKK kan is famous for the shopping bit). Mmm, mind you, I’ve given him a shopping list and even printed out the places where he can shop in BKK. I did a very thorough research on where he would be staying, the places of ‘interest’ around his hotel area, where he could go eat…blah,blah. I’m being the helpful wifey here. If I didn’t have to work, I would have tagged along. With Amirul of course.
I hope he has interesting stories or ‘things’ to tell and give when he comes back…Teehee.
Just come back in one piece okay dear ;). We love you! 
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It was a typical Friday. No expectation. The day went well in the office (partly becos the Big Boss was away ) and I managed to complete all ad hoc assignments I had dumped on my table for the past week :p. So left the office early to see my precious Amirul and also to bring him to the pasar malam for some good ol kebab therapy.
Drove into the driveway.. The TV in the living room was on and I thought, ok maybe MIL has guests in the house. As soon as I opened the door, Amirul surprised me with his big grin. However, I noticed something amiss with his hair. His long out-of-the-bed-hair is now SHORT! And he looked like a GIRL! I remembered his cousin having that same style when she was smaller. Immediately I knew who had done it. YES… my dear ol MIL. I freaked out!
See, his Abah and I decided to keep his hair a little longer than usual (not Mat Rock kinda hair ya). Cos he just had nice hair. 
A combination of Mommy and Abah’s hair. So we explicitly told everyone that if any cutting should be done, it would be by us. Only us. So it was a constant reminder (more to hubby’s parents cos my parents don’t meddle with our personal needs, TG) but I guess that bit was just forgotten when MIL snipped my baby’s precious locks!! Mind you, this has happened before and we again ‘warned’ her not to cut his hair anymore (Period).
Seriously, out of respect I just smiled and said that now Amirul looks like a girl. Why did she have to cut it anyway when we told her not to. Hubs would go crazieee. I quickly went upstairs to vent out my frustation and quickly called hubs. Yep, he went craziee. He was already on the way home and since I was on Video Call with him, I showed him Amirul’s hair. I felt like crying. Yalah, we ’saved’ his hair for many months and now it’s gone! So hubs told me to wait until he gets back..
I looked at Amirul again andI felt bad for him. Cos dahlah he had a sweet face, with that kind of hair.. ppl might think he was actually a girl. He looked more of a boy with long hair actually. Sheesh!
Went downstairs, got the keys and hurried to the car with Amirul for our pasar malam date. I hope MIL realised that I was upset. Maybe I’m exaggerating but where is the respect? She could at least call me or hubs asking for permission as she knew very well that we prefer his hair long. So I question the whole integrity bit. The short drive to the pasar malam was filled with ‘Why did she do it?’. ‘Was it too much to ask of her?’ ‘Are we puppets?’ I was just too angry but of course I still respect her only at that time, respect has left the building!
At the pasar malam, I kept calling out his name just to make it a point to anyone who thought he was a GIRL! Sian my baby. Left for 7-11 right after and met hubs there. He was shocked and angry. Made our way back home and hubs confronted his Mom. I was out of words so I took Amirul upstairs and we watched the Disney Channel.
So hubs and I decided to get professional help for his hair. Even my mom was a taken aback when we arrived in Bangsar. His ‘teacher’ at Kidzports pun commented on his hair…… Thank God for the professional hairstylist in Cut & Above…. My son’s hair was saved. And he looks much better now:)
I just hope after this only hubs and I have the final say on his hair. Now I actually fear for my unborn child’s hair ;P. Errrkkkk…
I have a checkup this Saturday with my ever informative gynae, Dr Delaila @ SJMC. I’m close to my 7th month mark and I wonder how my baby has been progressing for the past month. As usual, mommy has been eating alot and not getting enough exercise ;). But I think chasing after a 2 year old is good enough, no? 
Amirul is very the manja as of late and I am loving every moment of it. Who knows I might not be able to shower him the extra TLC once his adik is born. But insya’allah, I will love and care for my kids equally :). He has even showed fondness for his adik through mommy’s tummy, of course. He would stroke my tummy and say ’sayang’ whenever he sits or lies down beside me. Both me and hubs have even ‘told’ him his adik’s name so that he can ‘practice’ saying it before baby arrives.
Overall, this pregnancy has been smooth. Just like when I was conceiving Amirul. No morning sickness whatsoever. Just the occasional ‘payau’ after taste in the 1st trimester. Backaches, yes (more prone to right side) tho not too bad. The thing I like most on being preggie is when the baby kicks and somersaults in my tummy (I know lotsa mommies will vouch for that!). It definitely puts a smile on my face everytime is happens :).
I’ve got another 3 months to go. EDD would be after Raya but who knows, baby might arrive early, just like the brother. I really hope I have the energy to fast during the whole of fasting month as I don’t want to have to ‘ganti’ my dues later.
For those of you wondering whether it would be a girl or a boy… keep on guessing
Tee hee.. I have not been able to confirm on it myself but I sure will this coming Saturday tho the signs have been very clear 
Till my next entry of my ever bulging tummy… have a good day ahead of ya!
