My (frozen breast milk) E Pile is depleted! Zero! Nada..!!
Waahh saya sangat panick...
I had a meeting at near-Lumut ending at around 5:30 p.m, last Friday. Had a relative's wedding to attend at K-Kangsar-the-Royal-town at 8:00 p.m. I arrived around 9:00 p.m. stayed around until 10:30 p.m. and thought of sleeping over at Lenggong until The Man called up to say that there is only one more frozen stock available. The Man had bought Nursoy for emergency use but I decided to drive back. Arrived around 2:00 a.m.. Safely. so that li'l Adam still have milk to drink.
Monday, September 27, 2010
Wednesday, September 22, 2010
blackberry vs broadband
Which one is better for me?
Broadband:
Easier to blog hopping at work.
Easier to blog (with no kids around)
However, firing up the PC takes sometime, and by the time the connection to internet is established, I am always off to somewhere (either breastfeeding the little one or fixing up anna's dress)
Blackberry:
Easier to blog, especially small short entry.
Too small to navigate blogs.
Easier to update facebook.
Cannot use to download songs (like laaa i download songs too often)
Which one eh?
Broadband:
Easier to blog hopping at work.
Easier to blog (with no kids around)
However, firing up the PC takes sometime, and by the time the connection to internet is established, I am always off to somewhere (either breastfeeding the little one or fixing up anna's dress)
Blackberry:
Easier to blog, especially small short entry.
Too small to navigate blogs.
Easier to update facebook.
Cannot use to download songs (like laaa i download songs too often)
Which one eh?
Friday, September 17, 2010
Thursday, September 16, 2010
A Dream Bedroom
A Dream Bedroom
I’d like a heavily scented bedroom.
I’d like to walk into a bedroom (mine, of course) with potpourri smell. I’d put on two, err four scented candles on my long dressing table, and the candle light will be flickering and reflected on the big mirror. I’d put on one aromatherapy burner each on the bed side tables. I’d put one burner too in the bathroom.
Lavender is my favorite. Citrus is the Man’s, which I don’t really mind since citronella is known to combat flu and sinus problem, which I have.
I have the scented candles ( I think they are in the boxes somewhere). I have the aromatherapy burners. I have the matches. I have the long dressing table with the big mirror. I have the bedside tables. I have the big king sized bed, with matching colors. I have my dream bedroom.
I also have one six year old kid who refused to sleep in his bedroom. I have, too, a two year old toddler who only sleeps after the parents doze off. My four month old son will soon be crawling and after that toddling around the room. All these human beings sleep in the (THE) dream bedroom. And the flickering candles and aromatherapy burners are obviously a fire-starter in the house, and also the whole street’s.
Guess the scented candles will rot in the boxes.
I’d like a heavily scented bedroom.
I’d like to walk into a bedroom (mine, of course) with potpourri smell. I’d put on two, err four scented candles on my long dressing table, and the candle light will be flickering and reflected on the big mirror. I’d put on one aromatherapy burner each on the bed side tables. I’d put one burner too in the bathroom.
Lavender is my favorite. Citrus is the Man’s, which I don’t really mind since citronella is known to combat flu and sinus problem, which I have.
I have the scented candles ( I think they are in the boxes somewhere). I have the aromatherapy burners. I have the matches. I have the long dressing table with the big mirror. I have the bedside tables. I have the big king sized bed, with matching colors. I have my dream bedroom.
I also have one six year old kid who refused to sleep in his bedroom. I have, too, a two year old toddler who only sleeps after the parents doze off. My four month old son will soon be crawling and after that toddling around the room. All these human beings sleep in the (THE) dream bedroom. And the flickering candles and aromatherapy burners are obviously a fire-starter in the house, and also the whole street’s.
Guess the scented candles will rot in the boxes.
Saturday, August 14, 2010
Public Feeding
if you see a toddler eating an icecream or drinking his milk, would you be staring at him for hours?
but if you see a baby drinking his mom's milk, you would be, right?
why?
because the element of boobs is there.
how discreet the mom would be in nursing her baby, as long as it is done in public, the look is there. people, man and woman, elderly or teen, would cast at least a minimum of two glances.
if a mom manages to nurse and camouflage her doing in a very stylish manner where nobody would realize what's she doing, no stare, no.
but if a baby dozes off in mom's lap, and people passing by kinda guess that mom is nursing, then the heads will turn to catch the second look.
while i agree that showing off boobs in public is totally a no-no, i also realize that in order for one to nurse, she can expertly hide the flesh, the black aerola, and the tits from view of others. so why the stare? (so that you can catch a glimpse of the flesh? or the tits?)
its not that the mom is running around without bra and shirt.
i guess boobs always and will always be a sex object. i was in a room with 20 or so guy friends, asking around whether they are the boob or ass guy, only two say they favor the ass rather than the boobs. the rest, mostly malaysian with all the races available, prefer boobs.
men drool over boobs. small or big.
women, too, can't help but looking at other women's boobs, for comparison sake, i assume.
but when you are using your boobs to feed your child, and you feed him lovingly, and you know that the first six months is crucial for the child to drink ONLY from your boobs, you no longer see your own boobs as sex object.
therefore you feel that nursing in public is not a crime. especially when you can hide the flesh and the whole action expertly.
its not like you are trying to seduce the man who sat across the restaurant with his wife and three teens
its not like you are trying to stop the lorry driver in the middle of the pack-non moving federal highway.
so, shame not mommies, you are just delivering the babies the best thing in the world. that's the real reason why God created boobs in the first place.
but if you see a baby drinking his mom's milk, you would be, right?
why?
because the element of boobs is there.
how discreet the mom would be in nursing her baby, as long as it is done in public, the look is there. people, man and woman, elderly or teen, would cast at least a minimum of two glances.
if a mom manages to nurse and camouflage her doing in a very stylish manner where nobody would realize what's she doing, no stare, no.
but if a baby dozes off in mom's lap, and people passing by kinda guess that mom is nursing, then the heads will turn to catch the second look.
while i agree that showing off boobs in public is totally a no-no, i also realize that in order for one to nurse, she can expertly hide the flesh, the black aerola, and the tits from view of others. so why the stare? (so that you can catch a glimpse of the flesh? or the tits?)
its not that the mom is running around without bra and shirt.
i guess boobs always and will always be a sex object. i was in a room with 20 or so guy friends, asking around whether they are the boob or ass guy, only two say they favor the ass rather than the boobs. the rest, mostly malaysian with all the races available, prefer boobs.
men drool over boobs. small or big.
women, too, can't help but looking at other women's boobs, for comparison sake, i assume.
but when you are using your boobs to feed your child, and you feed him lovingly, and you know that the first six months is crucial for the child to drink ONLY from your boobs, you no longer see your own boobs as sex object.
therefore you feel that nursing in public is not a crime. especially when you can hide the flesh and the whole action expertly.
its not like you are trying to seduce the man who sat across the restaurant with his wife and three teens
its not like you are trying to stop the lorry driver in the middle of the pack-non moving federal highway.
so, shame not mommies, you are just delivering the babies the best thing in the world. that's the real reason why God created boobs in the first place.
Wednesday, August 11, 2010
Expressing Myself in Expressing Breast Milk
Adik Adam now drinks 4 oz per session. That makes it 24 oz requirement daily (DAY only). And mom here is panicking since mom now produces around 4 x 4 oz. Two frozen stocks are taken daily.
Weekends are now spent with DIRECT feeding to stimulate, but Adik Adam dozes off very quickly on mom’s boobs.
Looks like two-year exclusive breastfeeding is the major challenge for Mom.
Weekends are now spent with DIRECT feeding to stimulate, but Adik Adam dozes off very quickly on mom’s boobs.
Looks like two-year exclusive breastfeeding is the major challenge for Mom.
Sunday, August 08, 2010
My Interview (to climb up the corporate ladder, I guess)
The interview session last Friday was something that I want to remember. Herewith were the questions asked by the panel.
Z is my new boss.
S is the boss for 10 years.
R is totally a person who doesn’t know me.
R: So why you apply for the job? (please forgive me, but her English is bad. B A D, okay)
R:What you meant by career progression?
R: So if there is another post opening for Senior Manager in another unit in this organization, would you go?
R:This JD is prepared by this unit itself. Are you telling me this JD is wrong?
R: What do you mean by a Senior Manager’s main task is for more strategic direction of the business?
R: IF you have all these initiatives planned for the business, why don’t you carry them all in your current position? Why must you wait until you get this post to carry all those initiatives?
R:You know who applied. Of all these four candidates, tell us why we should choose you?
R: You is (she really said you is, I almost laughed looking at Z’s face) the one who has the most experience. What do you think is the biggest challenge of us choosing you?
Z: In terms of your performance, how do you think you’ll be at your current job if we don’t choose you? Will you be demoralized?
R: You know there is one candidate who is already doing the job, how do you think it would be if you get the post and he will be your subordinate?
S: You have gone through the mills. Operationally after these 10 years. Non operational tasks like the leadership and managerial are something you learnt by experience. Senior Manager is a different level of post. (And what is the question there, again, sir?)
S: Tell us how the others describe you. Precise and concise. (and just when I was about to open my mouth). Precise and concise. If the Committee (higher up) asked me who is this clipperseep, what should be my answer. Not what you want to be. But who you are. Are you the kind of person who listens. Do you have the guts to say NO. Do you have the guts to say NO politely. Are you a subject matter expert. How are you in terms of communication and interpersonal skills. (At this point of time, I really feel that he is answering the questions himself. Hahaha.. so that is who HE is. Determining what is my direction, what is my attitude.. huh)
S: There is no probation period for the Senior Manager post. You have to be there and perform the minute you are given the task. You talked about your challenge of handling elder subordinates. Why the lack of confidence? (I was about to answer, it is you , sir. I really feel that for the past six months, no , eight months, no ten months, it is really him who has pricked my confidence with all the criticisms and high expectations and no-more-pats-at-the-back-s)
S: How to make people work for you?
S: What drives where you are today and tomorrow? Is it position? Is it money?
R: In order for you to survive in this organization, you need to have something more than passion. I was myself at procurement division before, it was my passion. (really? I don’t need to know haha) but when I am transferred to HR, I was really demotivated. You have to have an open mind. You cannot have a closed mind by telling yourself that this is your passion. That will kill you one day if you need to survive in this organization. (and I answered,” if you catch the drift, my passion is the industry, not the organization, that is what I have been saying for the past 20 minutes or so”)
R: What is your plan in handling the more senior, in term of age, subordinate?
S: Sometimes it is good to be outside of the unit for a while and then come back to the unit. Where do you see yourself outside of this unit? (at this time I really thought he know what my plan is kakakakah orang bersalah selalu terasa , who eats the chillies have the burnt tongue kakakah).
R: You really think you are underpaid? What is your benchmark when you said that?
R: Well I don’t have any questions for you now. What is your question to the panel?
Z is my new boss.
S is the boss for 10 years.
R is totally a person who doesn’t know me.
R: So why you apply for the job? (please forgive me, but her English is bad. B A D, okay)
R:What you meant by career progression?
R: So if there is another post opening for Senior Manager in another unit in this organization, would you go?
R:This JD is prepared by this unit itself. Are you telling me this JD is wrong?
R: What do you mean by a Senior Manager’s main task is for more strategic direction of the business?
R: IF you have all these initiatives planned for the business, why don’t you carry them all in your current position? Why must you wait until you get this post to carry all those initiatives?
R:You know who applied. Of all these four candidates, tell us why we should choose you?
R: You is (she really said you is, I almost laughed looking at Z’s face) the one who has the most experience. What do you think is the biggest challenge of us choosing you?
Z: In terms of your performance, how do you think you’ll be at your current job if we don’t choose you? Will you be demoralized?
R: You know there is one candidate who is already doing the job, how do you think it would be if you get the post and he will be your subordinate?
S: You have gone through the mills. Operationally after these 10 years. Non operational tasks like the leadership and managerial are something you learnt by experience. Senior Manager is a different level of post. (And what is the question there, again, sir?)
S: Tell us how the others describe you. Precise and concise. (and just when I was about to open my mouth). Precise and concise. If the Committee (higher up) asked me who is this clipperseep, what should be my answer. Not what you want to be. But who you are. Are you the kind of person who listens. Do you have the guts to say NO. Do you have the guts to say NO politely. Are you a subject matter expert. How are you in terms of communication and interpersonal skills. (At this point of time, I really feel that he is answering the questions himself. Hahaha.. so that is who HE is. Determining what is my direction, what is my attitude.. huh)
S: There is no probation period for the Senior Manager post. You have to be there and perform the minute you are given the task. You talked about your challenge of handling elder subordinates. Why the lack of confidence? (I was about to answer, it is you , sir. I really feel that for the past six months, no , eight months, no ten months, it is really him who has pricked my confidence with all the criticisms and high expectations and no-more-pats-at-the-back-s)
S: How to make people work for you?
S: What drives where you are today and tomorrow? Is it position? Is it money?
R: In order for you to survive in this organization, you need to have something more than passion. I was myself at procurement division before, it was my passion. (really? I don’t need to know haha) but when I am transferred to HR, I was really demotivated. You have to have an open mind. You cannot have a closed mind by telling yourself that this is your passion. That will kill you one day if you need to survive in this organization. (and I answered,” if you catch the drift, my passion is the industry, not the organization, that is what I have been saying for the past 20 minutes or so”)
R: What is your plan in handling the more senior, in term of age, subordinate?
S: Sometimes it is good to be outside of the unit for a while and then come back to the unit. Where do you see yourself outside of this unit? (at this time I really thought he know what my plan is kakakakah orang bersalah selalu terasa , who eats the chillies have the burnt tongue kakakah).
R: You really think you are underpaid? What is your benchmark when you said that?
R: Well I don’t have any questions for you now. What is your question to the panel?
Monday, August 02, 2010
Walking Away, Step by step
Dear SBH,
This is perhaps the darkest hour of my life, where the toughest decision has been made and I choked myself everytime I bring myself to even start telling you.
You have always been the leader that I have high respect, admire and love for. Whenever you are in the boat, I would just close my eyes and jump right in. Since ten years ago, you have never failed to develop me. You are in the inspiration of anyone, of all lives that you have touched. I was lucky to spend the first ten years of my career life being mentored by you. You have never demanded the best of me but whenever you are the leader, I am always compelled to do my best, to supersede my strength. I always want to do my best, and did the best all the time. You allow me to explore my own strength, and further utilize my skills to get what I wanted. You let me be responsible of my own action, which outcome are always satisfactory results. And at the end, you are always there to pat my shoulder.
Like I said, I was lucky to spend the first ten years of my career life, mentored by you. I matured and learnt to grow my inner potential. It is a precious learning curve. I learnt to deal with difficult people, sensitive people, old people. I learnt to write. I learnt to make fast decision. I learnt to organize. I learnt to lead. I learnt to control my temper since you said that you lose the power of negotiation once you lost your temper. I learnt to always be true to my own words. I learnt that giving my 110% is just the right thing to do since the result is just fantastic. I learnt to enjoy my own result. I learnt to let other people to lead, in order to grow them. I learnt to let go of people, when they are happier at some other place. I learnt to manage without people, to make do of what I have. I learnt all these from you.
Other than those, I also learnt from you that… there are other things more important that work. There are family, parents, and health. I learnt from you that children are just the greatest rezki, gift from the Almighty.
However, through times, I have come to points that perhaps, despite the best that I have given, I have failed to be your best. I have failed to make decision like what you want me to make. I have failed to write the way you wanted me to write. I have failed to lead people who are older than me. I have failed to convince the opponents. I have failed to avoid mistake. I have failed to be diligent, to be careful. 8 or 9 years ago, I would always traced back the steps I made, analyzed where have I gone wrong and rise back to the occasion. I have always tried again and again. Until I won your approval. Until I made you feel proud.
Somehow, making you feel proud has always been my goal. Whenever you are the leader, I will never say no to any challenges that you have thrown. That is my strength, and true enough of what people said, our strength is always our weakness. . I have the weakness not being able to shut off and concentrate on my other responsibility. I have the weakness of exceeding your expectation as the priority and shutting of the rests.
My inefficiency have made me fail to juggle between doing my best and my other responsibility. And these next couple of years are the most crucial time for me to concentrate on my other responsibility.
I decided to walk away. And I have initiated a few steps that I can’t erase. I have used a few names that will be tarnished if I turn myself ‘round. Waiting for few phone calls. Once I am in, there is no turning back.
Somehow I feel that I am stabbing your back.
This is perhaps the darkest hour of my life, where the toughest decision has been made and I choked myself everytime I bring myself to even start telling you.
You have always been the leader that I have high respect, admire and love for. Whenever you are in the boat, I would just close my eyes and jump right in. Since ten years ago, you have never failed to develop me. You are in the inspiration of anyone, of all lives that you have touched. I was lucky to spend the first ten years of my career life being mentored by you. You have never demanded the best of me but whenever you are the leader, I am always compelled to do my best, to supersede my strength. I always want to do my best, and did the best all the time. You allow me to explore my own strength, and further utilize my skills to get what I wanted. You let me be responsible of my own action, which outcome are always satisfactory results. And at the end, you are always there to pat my shoulder.
Like I said, I was lucky to spend the first ten years of my career life, mentored by you. I matured and learnt to grow my inner potential. It is a precious learning curve. I learnt to deal with difficult people, sensitive people, old people. I learnt to write. I learnt to make fast decision. I learnt to organize. I learnt to lead. I learnt to control my temper since you said that you lose the power of negotiation once you lost your temper. I learnt to always be true to my own words. I learnt that giving my 110% is just the right thing to do since the result is just fantastic. I learnt to enjoy my own result. I learnt to let other people to lead, in order to grow them. I learnt to let go of people, when they are happier at some other place. I learnt to manage without people, to make do of what I have. I learnt all these from you.
Other than those, I also learnt from you that… there are other things more important that work. There are family, parents, and health. I learnt from you that children are just the greatest rezki, gift from the Almighty.
However, through times, I have come to points that perhaps, despite the best that I have given, I have failed to be your best. I have failed to make decision like what you want me to make. I have failed to write the way you wanted me to write. I have failed to lead people who are older than me. I have failed to convince the opponents. I have failed to avoid mistake. I have failed to be diligent, to be careful. 8 or 9 years ago, I would always traced back the steps I made, analyzed where have I gone wrong and rise back to the occasion. I have always tried again and again. Until I won your approval. Until I made you feel proud.
Somehow, making you feel proud has always been my goal. Whenever you are the leader, I will never say no to any challenges that you have thrown. That is my strength, and true enough of what people said, our strength is always our weakness. . I have the weakness not being able to shut off and concentrate on my other responsibility. I have the weakness of exceeding your expectation as the priority and shutting of the rests.
My inefficiency have made me fail to juggle between doing my best and my other responsibility. And these next couple of years are the most crucial time for me to concentrate on my other responsibility.
I decided to walk away. And I have initiated a few steps that I can’t erase. I have used a few names that will be tarnished if I turn myself ‘round. Waiting for few phone calls. Once I am in, there is no turning back.
Somehow I feel that I am stabbing your back.
Friday, July 30, 2010
Thursday, July 22, 2010
Palm Tree Light vs Real Palm Tree
Image courtesy of
http://www.made-in-china.com/products-search/hot-china-products/Palm_Tree_Light.html
Brazilian Keratin Treatment
Before you jump in wonder whether my down-under has been brazilian-waxed, nope, this is not Brazilian Wax.
This is about Brazilian Keratin Treatment.
A reader left a comment on where can you find this in Malaysia.
You may find it at A Cut Above. They have branches in Midvalley, Pavilion, Sunway Pyramid and a few more.
Winnie Loo is the one who is responsible in introducing this to me. At shoulder length, the cost of the treatment at A Cut Above is RM600. Then you have to plus the stylist' fees. Winnie Loo's charge is RM250, Senior Stylist and Junior styliest fees are slightly cheaper.
Winnie is like no other stylist that I have seen. She explained to me in details about what is the treatment. She did not force this treatment on me, in fact she told me that I might want to consider to do this later when I have the $$$. But I was so sold that I couldn't wait for her to finish talking (gosh she does talk a lot...i guess it's different when you have passion towards something, you can talk non stop for more than 40 mins) and told her, "just do it to me!".
Brazilian Keratin Treatment is basically a corrective treatment. You may google it afterwards to know how it works. YOu may find also that it is not recommended to pregnant and nursing mothers. I'm not gonna write about how it works chemically but let me give you testimonial.
I have concluded, sadly, years ago, that I can never have a natural looking hair. My hair is superfrizzy. I like the waves though. (When I was as The States, somehow, the waves fell down natually. Don't ask me why. humidity level?)
Visited high end salons and every stylist I met never recommend me anything else but rebonding. ("sebab you punya rambut sangat flizzy, sangat tebal woo , sangat susah mau jaga" aghh!) When the rebonding is still fresh (within 2 months), the hair is super straight and shiny and sleek. However, I find it very unnatural. It sticks to my head, and rests down on my shoulders with all the edges sticking out. Its like comparing a palm tree light with a real palm tree, if you get what I meant.
Come the third month, I already had it in ponytails.
On a rebonded-then permed-then colored-then rebonded and colored on the same day-then rebonded again hair, the natural frizzines becomes frizzier. My poor hair went through 10 years of torture.
Until Winnie advised me on BRazilian Keratin Treatment. she said it is a breakthrough. People don't have to depend on rebonding anymore. I hoped and prayed she was right.
Two weeks after the Treatment, and after three washes, surprisingly, she is correct. My hair doesn't stick on my head, it flows down naturally. I got the normal salon next to my place curled them for a wedding function and the girls were surprised to see how soft my hair was. (these are the same girls who have been saying, akak tak boleh selalu blow dry aaa. .nanti rambut akak rosak sebab rambut akak manyaak frizzy woo... somemore rambut akak sangat tebal woo sangat susah mau jaga)
I am yet to say more about it after a few more washes. So far, I'm lovin it! love it! In short, if I may conclude, rebonding = super straight, frizzy-less but brazilian keratin treatment is natural and you will still get the frizzy-less effect.
erm. is there such word of frizzy-less?
This is about Brazilian Keratin Treatment.
A reader left a comment on where can you find this in Malaysia.
You may find it at A Cut Above. They have branches in Midvalley, Pavilion, Sunway Pyramid and a few more.
Winnie Loo is the one who is responsible in introducing this to me. At shoulder length, the cost of the treatment at A Cut Above is RM600. Then you have to plus the stylist' fees. Winnie Loo's charge is RM250, Senior Stylist and Junior styliest fees are slightly cheaper.
Winnie is like no other stylist that I have seen. She explained to me in details about what is the treatment. She did not force this treatment on me, in fact she told me that I might want to consider to do this later when I have the $$$. But I was so sold that I couldn't wait for her to finish talking (gosh she does talk a lot...i guess it's different when you have passion towards something, you can talk non stop for more than 40 mins) and told her, "just do it to me!".
Brazilian Keratin Treatment is basically a corrective treatment. You may google it afterwards to know how it works. YOu may find also that it is not recommended to pregnant and nursing mothers. I'm not gonna write about how it works chemically but let me give you testimonial.
I have concluded, sadly, years ago, that I can never have a natural looking hair. My hair is superfrizzy. I like the waves though. (When I was as The States, somehow, the waves fell down natually. Don't ask me why. humidity level?)
Visited high end salons and every stylist I met never recommend me anything else but rebonding. ("sebab you punya rambut sangat flizzy, sangat tebal woo , sangat susah mau jaga" aghh!) When the rebonding is still fresh (within 2 months), the hair is super straight and shiny and sleek. However, I find it very unnatural. It sticks to my head, and rests down on my shoulders with all the edges sticking out. Its like comparing a palm tree light with a real palm tree, if you get what I meant.
Come the third month, I already had it in ponytails.
On a rebonded-then permed-then colored-then rebonded and colored on the same day-then rebonded again hair, the natural frizzines becomes frizzier. My poor hair went through 10 years of torture.
Until Winnie advised me on BRazilian Keratin Treatment. she said it is a breakthrough. People don't have to depend on rebonding anymore. I hoped and prayed she was right.
Two weeks after the Treatment, and after three washes, surprisingly, she is correct. My hair doesn't stick on my head, it flows down naturally. I got the normal salon next to my place curled them for a wedding function and the girls were surprised to see how soft my hair was. (these are the same girls who have been saying, akak tak boleh selalu blow dry aaa. .nanti rambut akak rosak sebab rambut akak manyaak frizzy woo... somemore rambut akak sangat tebal woo sangat susah mau jaga)
I am yet to say more about it after a few more washes. So far, I'm lovin it! love it! In short, if I may conclude, rebonding = super straight, frizzy-less but brazilian keratin treatment is natural and you will still get the frizzy-less effect.
erm. is there such word of frizzy-less?
Friday, July 16, 2010
Kids
Next Monday it is. The day i return to work after three months of leave. (okay if you wonder why three: The first month was the time recuperating from the attack of Strep B Virus and avoiding further stress at work and the two-month is the official maternity leave. )
I dropped the workplace a visit today. Short mere visit to see whether my room still has a door. Turned out that they have changed the security door placement. Fortunately, i was lucky to get my card changed today or else i'll be spending alone outside the door on monday morning.
The routine of reaching home at earliest of 6:30, more often than not at 7:30 will start.
The kids go to bed at 9:30.
Thus, i have full two hours to spend with them. These are the activities to be cramped into that two-hour:
1. solat maghrib
2. mommy's shower.
3. mommy's dinner. and the kids'.
4. iqra' reading for azeuchry. introduction of simple arabic letters to anna.
5. some fun thing like fun yoga or fun dance
6. art thingy : either crayon or color pencil.
7. checking azeuchry's homework.
8. math.
9. bahasa book reading.
10. english phonic reading.
11. bed time story of at least one prophet story. (mental note: really need to find more stories on prophet. i'm running out stories right now after azeuchry is bored with Adam and Hawa (Eve) and the forbidden fruit, Musa (Moses) and the Dead Sea, Spider and Lizard with Prophet Mohammed)
and how do i squeeze all these into two hours slot with little adam seeking attention on mom's boobs?
with dad away for almost all the school nights (if he has no classes, he'll have to spend time with his assignments)?
and the kids also require some tv time. i have no heart to take away their tv time. C'mon, they are not yet seven.
sad, isn't it, that we are granted 24 hours a day and i only have two hours with the kids. and sadder it will be if i spend the two hours yelling and screaming at them over unfinished math sheet or unread phonic books or unfinished meal. ("makan cepat le nasi tu nanti sejuk dah tak sedap!! makan habis nasi tu nanti nasi tu nangis!!)
perhaps since Anna is just over two years old, i can just concentrate on Azeuchry's math and reading. but anna would also be requiring attention. the only time i could get both the same attention is during fun yoga or the silly dance, provided little adam is not at my boob suckling.
how are gartblue,zal,and the rest juggling with four kids, that is one of the world's mysteries .
so if i get a work place nearby and can be home before 6:00, i can spend the before-maghrib time doing the fun thing and the more serious activities after maghrib.
if, la kan?
I dropped the workplace a visit today. Short mere visit to see whether my room still has a door. Turned out that they have changed the security door placement. Fortunately, i was lucky to get my card changed today or else i'll be spending alone outside the door on monday morning.
The routine of reaching home at earliest of 6:30, more often than not at 7:30 will start.
The kids go to bed at 9:30.
Thus, i have full two hours to spend with them. These are the activities to be cramped into that two-hour:
1. solat maghrib
2. mommy's shower.
3. mommy's dinner. and the kids'.
4. iqra' reading for azeuchry. introduction of simple arabic letters to anna.
5. some fun thing like fun yoga or fun dance
6. art thingy : either crayon or color pencil.
7. checking azeuchry's homework.
8. math.
9. bahasa book reading.
10. english phonic reading.
11. bed time story of at least one prophet story. (mental note: really need to find more stories on prophet. i'm running out stories right now after azeuchry is bored with Adam and Hawa (Eve) and the forbidden fruit, Musa (Moses) and the Dead Sea, Spider and Lizard with Prophet Mohammed)
and how do i squeeze all these into two hours slot with little adam seeking attention on mom's boobs?
with dad away for almost all the school nights (if he has no classes, he'll have to spend time with his assignments)?
and the kids also require some tv time. i have no heart to take away their tv time. C'mon, they are not yet seven.
sad, isn't it, that we are granted 24 hours a day and i only have two hours with the kids. and sadder it will be if i spend the two hours yelling and screaming at them over unfinished math sheet or unread phonic books or unfinished meal. ("makan cepat le nasi tu nanti sejuk dah tak sedap!! makan habis nasi tu nanti nasi tu nangis!!)
perhaps since Anna is just over two years old, i can just concentrate on Azeuchry's math and reading. but anna would also be requiring attention. the only time i could get both the same attention is during fun yoga or the silly dance, provided little adam is not at my boob suckling.
how are gartblue,zal,and the rest juggling with four kids, that is one of the world's mysteries .
so if i get a work place nearby and can be home before 6:00, i can spend the before-maghrib time doing the fun thing and the more serious activities after maghrib.
if, la kan?
Wednesday, July 14, 2010
Tak Ke Pelik
So MyCompany had arranged for a few training based on the competencies score. I am impressed!
Tapi tak ke pelik kalau ada orang dapat panggilan training based on low score in presentation skill cakap macam ni, "Eh saya segan lah nak pergi training yang kena ada presentation ni.. nanti kena cakap english, pastu kena buat presentation.. eh segan la saya nak pergi.. tak mo pergi lah".
Pastu tak ke pelik kalau orang yang cakap macam ni tu dapat naik Manager a few years ago?
Pastu naik pangkat kat tempat yang very technical?
Aku pelik mentaliti macam ni.. pelik.. pelik.. pelik..
Kalau macam ni HR buat la beribu ribu training pun, there shall be no result.
Tapi tak ke pelik kalau ada orang dapat panggilan training based on low score in presentation skill cakap macam ni, "Eh saya segan lah nak pergi training yang kena ada presentation ni.. nanti kena cakap english, pastu kena buat presentation.. eh segan la saya nak pergi.. tak mo pergi lah".
Pastu tak ke pelik kalau orang yang cakap macam ni tu dapat naik Manager a few years ago?
Pastu naik pangkat kat tempat yang very technical?
Aku pelik mentaliti macam ni.. pelik.. pelik.. pelik..
Kalau macam ni HR buat la beribu ribu training pun, there shall be no result.
Azam Lost Daddy
We took the kids to Berjaya Times Square today (minus little Adam) since Mom will start working next week and thought of savoring all the free time we had.
Anna could only ride on four rides.
Azeuchry could have 8. But he got hooked on the bumper cars.
On his like 5th ride of the bumper car, Dad somehow went up to take a look at another ride and took up some official calls. Azeuchry finished his 7th ride and found out that Dad is gone. He went around the park looking for his Dad.
Dad went back to the bumper car alley and came back to Mom who was sitting with Anna at a bench. "Azeuchry tak ada!" We panicked and searched him all over. Mom carried Anna and walked all over screaming Azeuchry's name while Dad membisu sahaja mencari. Susah nak tengok Dad's face so panick, that was a few of the moments in his lifetime. This lifetime.
Dad asked the security and they found him, budak pakai baju ultraman ni kan, downstairs. He was back in Dad's arm, holding back tears.
*akulah isteri Mithali, laki hilangkan anak pun saya masih cool*
Alhamdllilah.
Anna could only ride on four rides.
Azeuchry could have 8. But he got hooked on the bumper cars.
On his like 5th ride of the bumper car, Dad somehow went up to take a look at another ride and took up some official calls. Azeuchry finished his 7th ride and found out that Dad is gone. He went around the park looking for his Dad.
Dad went back to the bumper car alley and came back to Mom who was sitting with Anna at a bench. "Azeuchry tak ada!" We panicked and searched him all over. Mom carried Anna and walked all over screaming Azeuchry's name while Dad membisu sahaja mencari. Susah nak tengok Dad's face so panick, that was a few of the moments in his lifetime. This lifetime.
Dad asked the security and they found him, budak pakai baju ultraman ni kan, downstairs. He was back in Dad's arm, holding back tears.
*akulah isteri Mithali, laki hilangkan anak pun saya masih cool*
Alhamdllilah.
Tuesday, July 13, 2010
Losing the Kilos
Losing the Kilos.
After about 7 weeks of child labor, I have lost a total of 17 kilos. (pelanggan setia dari Bangi, Puan Clipper telah pun memenangi hadiah dari SlimmingZoo. Berat sebelum, 72 kg. Berat selepas, 55kg).
Wah.. that looks like a lot to brag.
Except for the fact that:
1. 10 kgs consist of the baby, the water, the placenta and some tissues were lost during that painful child labor.
2. another 2 kgs was lost within a week after child labor. I read Adele Puhn’s book, it is still the tissues or something which were holding the womb.
However 5 kilos was what I really deserve the credit for. I was back to my pre pregnancy weight. Ehm.. pre third-pregnancy weight, to be exact. My target was to get to 50kg, which is my pre first-pregnancy weight, but figured out 5 kilos is really a big deal thus I need to celebrate.
Let me take this moment bowing to all the credits thrown at me. Even the Man’s mom a.k.a. my mother in law bragged to the whole family on how comel I look now (agh.. malu la saya.. hahaha). Just let me enjoy this moment, before I am back at work and start piling up some more kilos.
Jadi Puan Clipper, bagaimanakah cara Puan Clipper kembali langsing seperti sebelum mengandung dulu? How do you manage to stay back in shape? Apakah petua petua yang boleh dikongsi bersama? Okay pembaca setia blog saya, ini hadiah untuk anda.. (eik nak termuntah pulak aku). See whether these work for you, in fact I wouldn’t really know which one is the real cause of losing weight.
1. Pakai bengkung for 30 days and nights with some slimming lotion. You may get the Halia mustajab or mujarab something. Orang dolu dolu use the kapur and some lime squeezed to it, sekarang ni senang, get the slimming lotion. I got two pairs of bengkung yang ikat cam tali kasut, costs around RM35 each. Di waktu bibik tak ada balik kampong, kekadang satu tu pakai sampai dua malam. The first few days lepas balik hospital, suruh makcik urut tu yang ikat bengkung. Aku sedap pakai bengkung sebab bila nak batuk ke nak jerit ke nak gelak ke, abdomen tak rasa pedih sangat. And bengkung tak sama effect dengan girdle. Ada satu hari tu aku malas nak ikat bengkung and opted for girdle instead. Dua tiga hari lepas tu I felt like the womb is pressing downwards, ngilu siyot..
2. Water. Water. Water. I drank like two glasses of water before each meal and another two after. I drank in between the nursing. Bila dah pakai bengkung tu, you can feel macam penuh gila perut, thus you will eat less.
3. However, jangan makan sulam air. Ini petua Boy, laki si Syima. Don’t know whether that works but aku follow je.
4. If you can get a masseur who knows the lympathic nodes for slimming purpose, you might wanna get one. My makcik urut kononnya boleh urut pecah lemak. So the first two sessions lepas balik spital tu, she urut untuk lembutkan urat yang tegang meneran baby, but the sessions after tu, she bantai kuat kuat untuk pecah lemak. I am not really a believer in the massage for slimming purpose but perhaps that works. I got a total of 9 sessions spread out through the whole 8 weeks. (sebenarnye I booked for 10 tapi makcik tu makin lama makin kuat dia urut, sakit.. wa tak tahan!)
5. Portion control. Mak aku, mak lang aku, bibik aku semua bising kalau aku tak makan nasi. Pagi pun kadang kadang kena makan nasi. Kalau tak diorang kata nanti perut masuk angin and baby senang nak kena colic. So makan je la dua senduk gitu pagi, petang and malam. Tapi bila aku rasa nak bantai tu, bantai jugak.
6. Don’t write off the whole week. Maksudnya kalau kau dah bersemangat nak control makan hari isnin, tapi hari tu lauk sedap kau bantai makan banyak, hari selasa pun cam tu gak jadinya, jangan give up and ingat nak start next week Monday je. start je the immediate day, or better still, the immediate meal time. The best time to shed those pounds is really waktu berpantang, the moments you are confined at home dan pandangan tak luas sangat kearah restoran mamak, Tony Romas, buffet buffet hotel, kenduri kendara dan cendul tepi jalan. Nanti bila dah naik kerja, banyak gangguan, stress lah member ajak lunch lah, kenduri lah. So take this golden opportunity real good.
7. After my second child, aku rajin buat sauna kat spa. For 10 mins. Itu memang cepat aku rasa all the water retention menghilang. Pastu aku rajin buat sendiri kat rumah. Air panas (kalau tengah mengada, daun serai wangi) taruk dalam baldi, stand over the baldi with your legs spread, get an old bedsheet and wrap around your body. 10 minutes cukup. Ini aku tiru idea si Fuzet, makcik urut dia buatkan beranggang untuk dia. Hot charcoal with daun semalu and stand over the hot charcoal with the old bedsheet wrapped around your body. Tapi aku malas nak cari charcoal charcoal ni and di samping nak mengelakkan unsur unsur Coal dalam waktu rehat ni, aku invent sendiri lah itu baldi and air panas.
8. Mandi air wangi wangi. Recipies keluarga aku for air mandi is daun serai wangi, daun capor and daun ganda rusa. Kalau tak de, daun serai wangi tu je pun boleh. I don’t think it contributes to the weight loss but after mandi tu memang rasa segar je. So in a way it calms you down during berpantang ni.
9. 40 days without coke, ice lemon tea, the tarik Boleh buat? Mesti boleh punya. Milo pun aku buat milo kosong. Sampai kalau la ni aku minum milo yang taruk gula, mesti rasa manis teramat sangat. the only thing yang aku minum ada gula is kopi-o. itu pun ration nye once in two-day time.
10. Minum air akar kayu. Or in my case, my mom ambik air kulit kayu ada beberapa jenis. air ni rebus pagi and biar je satu periuk tu sepanjang hari. Bila nak minum campur sket dengan air panas so that it’ll be warm. To be frank, I don’t know the medicinal properties of these stuffs but yang aku tahu, setiap kali lepas minum, my body berpeluh peluh. Kalau dah tahan minum tak rasa nak muntah muntah lagi, gulp this down in replacement of water masa nak breastfeeding or meal time. Tapi tengok jugak baby, macam Anna tak berapa tahan perut dia bila aku minum kayu kayu ni, so I stopped at around 10th day. This third baby Nampak okay so sampai 54th day ni aku bantai. Stop if you feel this kayu kayan buat badan panas , you’d know bila tekak sakit and mulut pecah pecah. Or water down. The trick is, kena minum waktu dia suam, baru badan berpeluh Kalau air kat periuk tu dah sejuk, campur air suam waktu kau nak togok. Tak de le kau bagi alasan air dah sejuk la camne nak minum.
11. I took ikan haruan for the first 10 days, nothing else. Ikan haruan, sayur sawi + carrot and nasi. Itu je. Bila dah boring sket, substitute ngan ikan tenggiri. But selagi tak habis ikan haruan dalam freezer tu, selagi tu lah kena makan. I asked them kalau nak tumis pakai sesame or sunflower oil, only for my cooking. For fruit I took apple, oranges and pear. After 10 days boleh dah aku nak makan chicken ke daging ke. Must take all these chicken or daging sebab these are your protein sources. I took calcium and sangobion/obimin as supplement.
12. Bertungku. But I don’t think this contributes to the weight loss. People said it helps to contract the womb. I am a bit skeptical about that but aku suka the feeling of the heavy warm batu on my abdomen. It calms me down. And the smell of daun daun yang diorang balut the batu tu pun is very nice and relaxing. and bila batu panas tu kena perut, mesti angin keluar.. ikut mulut pun ada ikut bawah pun ada..
13. Breakfast. I eat breakfast banyak gila,lunch in moderation and dinner kalau boleh sket. Susah sebab The Man came back only for dinner, so i tend to eat banyak sebab duk berborak time dinner. nak ratah ratah sayur pun cepat benor rasanya aku perabihkan sup sayur tu. So kena control. But breakfast memang bantai banyak. After feeding yang subuh 5:30 tu, i always went down and gulped a glass of Milo with 4 slices of bread. Bread aku try toast without butter. Dalam dua tiga hari rasa dah used to the feeling of empty toast. Then 8 a.m. bantai oat dengan milo taruk nestum, kalau ada nasi goreng ambk la dalam semangkuk. I must make sure that my tummy is really full for breakfast. somehow it boosts the metabolism, i think.
14. Breast feeding. Ini memang aku rasa the main cause of weight loss. I read “How to Lose Weight While Breastfeeding” and she said about 700kcal is lost per day during nursing. Breastfeeding takes up a lot of kcal out from your body but it also increases your metobalism which can make you hungrier. masa my first kid, I reached out for chocolate cookies every single time after nursing. Hence little weight loss.
The trick aku buat kali ni is, masa baby dah uwek uwek nangis nak susu, cecepat gulp down one or two big glasses of water, baru feeding baby. lepas feeding, another two big glasses. Masa feeding pun kalau nak minum, aku galakkan sangat (provided your water refilling fairy ada la mengisi botol air kau). So you won’t feel the hunger sebab perut dah penuh. I have tall big bottles in all rooms.
Itu je lah yang saya buat. 5 kilos within 7 weeks? Boleh punya..
After about 7 weeks of child labor, I have lost a total of 17 kilos. (pelanggan setia dari Bangi, Puan Clipper telah pun memenangi hadiah dari SlimmingZoo. Berat sebelum, 72 kg. Berat selepas, 55kg).
Wah.. that looks like a lot to brag.
Except for the fact that:
1. 10 kgs consist of the baby, the water, the placenta and some tissues were lost during that painful child labor.
2. another 2 kgs was lost within a week after child labor. I read Adele Puhn’s book, it is still the tissues or something which were holding the womb.
However 5 kilos was what I really deserve the credit for. I was back to my pre pregnancy weight. Ehm.. pre third-pregnancy weight, to be exact. My target was to get to 50kg, which is my pre first-pregnancy weight, but figured out 5 kilos is really a big deal thus I need to celebrate.
Let me take this moment bowing to all the credits thrown at me. Even the Man’s mom a.k.a. my mother in law bragged to the whole family on how comel I look now (agh.. malu la saya.. hahaha). Just let me enjoy this moment, before I am back at work and start piling up some more kilos.
Jadi Puan Clipper, bagaimanakah cara Puan Clipper kembali langsing seperti sebelum mengandung dulu? How do you manage to stay back in shape? Apakah petua petua yang boleh dikongsi bersama? Okay pembaca setia blog saya, ini hadiah untuk anda.. (eik nak termuntah pulak aku). See whether these work for you, in fact I wouldn’t really know which one is the real cause of losing weight.
1. Pakai bengkung for 30 days and nights with some slimming lotion. You may get the Halia mustajab or mujarab something. Orang dolu dolu use the kapur and some lime squeezed to it, sekarang ni senang, get the slimming lotion. I got two pairs of bengkung yang ikat cam tali kasut, costs around RM35 each. Di waktu bibik tak ada balik kampong, kekadang satu tu pakai sampai dua malam. The first few days lepas balik hospital, suruh makcik urut tu yang ikat bengkung. Aku sedap pakai bengkung sebab bila nak batuk ke nak jerit ke nak gelak ke, abdomen tak rasa pedih sangat. And bengkung tak sama effect dengan girdle. Ada satu hari tu aku malas nak ikat bengkung and opted for girdle instead. Dua tiga hari lepas tu I felt like the womb is pressing downwards, ngilu siyot..
2. Water. Water. Water. I drank like two glasses of water before each meal and another two after. I drank in between the nursing. Bila dah pakai bengkung tu, you can feel macam penuh gila perut, thus you will eat less.
3. However, jangan makan sulam air. Ini petua Boy, laki si Syima. Don’t know whether that works but aku follow je.
4. If you can get a masseur who knows the lympathic nodes for slimming purpose, you might wanna get one. My makcik urut kononnya boleh urut pecah lemak. So the first two sessions lepas balik spital tu, she urut untuk lembutkan urat yang tegang meneran baby, but the sessions after tu, she bantai kuat kuat untuk pecah lemak. I am not really a believer in the massage for slimming purpose but perhaps that works. I got a total of 9 sessions spread out through the whole 8 weeks. (sebenarnye I booked for 10 tapi makcik tu makin lama makin kuat dia urut, sakit.. wa tak tahan!)
5. Portion control. Mak aku, mak lang aku, bibik aku semua bising kalau aku tak makan nasi. Pagi pun kadang kadang kena makan nasi. Kalau tak diorang kata nanti perut masuk angin and baby senang nak kena colic. So makan je la dua senduk gitu pagi, petang and malam. Tapi bila aku rasa nak bantai tu, bantai jugak.
6. Don’t write off the whole week. Maksudnya kalau kau dah bersemangat nak control makan hari isnin, tapi hari tu lauk sedap kau bantai makan banyak, hari selasa pun cam tu gak jadinya, jangan give up and ingat nak start next week Monday je. start je the immediate day, or better still, the immediate meal time. The best time to shed those pounds is really waktu berpantang, the moments you are confined at home dan pandangan tak luas sangat kearah restoran mamak, Tony Romas, buffet buffet hotel, kenduri kendara dan cendul tepi jalan. Nanti bila dah naik kerja, banyak gangguan, stress lah member ajak lunch lah, kenduri lah. So take this golden opportunity real good.
7. After my second child, aku rajin buat sauna kat spa. For 10 mins. Itu memang cepat aku rasa all the water retention menghilang. Pastu aku rajin buat sendiri kat rumah. Air panas (kalau tengah mengada, daun serai wangi) taruk dalam baldi, stand over the baldi with your legs spread, get an old bedsheet and wrap around your body. 10 minutes cukup. Ini aku tiru idea si Fuzet, makcik urut dia buatkan beranggang untuk dia. Hot charcoal with daun semalu and stand over the hot charcoal with the old bedsheet wrapped around your body. Tapi aku malas nak cari charcoal charcoal ni and di samping nak mengelakkan unsur unsur Coal dalam waktu rehat ni, aku invent sendiri lah itu baldi and air panas.
8. Mandi air wangi wangi. Recipies keluarga aku for air mandi is daun serai wangi, daun capor and daun ganda rusa. Kalau tak de, daun serai wangi tu je pun boleh. I don’t think it contributes to the weight loss but after mandi tu memang rasa segar je. So in a way it calms you down during berpantang ni.
9. 40 days without coke, ice lemon tea, the tarik Boleh buat? Mesti boleh punya. Milo pun aku buat milo kosong. Sampai kalau la ni aku minum milo yang taruk gula, mesti rasa manis teramat sangat. the only thing yang aku minum ada gula is kopi-o. itu pun ration nye once in two-day time.
10. Minum air akar kayu. Or in my case, my mom ambik air kulit kayu ada beberapa jenis. air ni rebus pagi and biar je satu periuk tu sepanjang hari. Bila nak minum campur sket dengan air panas so that it’ll be warm. To be frank, I don’t know the medicinal properties of these stuffs but yang aku tahu, setiap kali lepas minum, my body berpeluh peluh. Kalau dah tahan minum tak rasa nak muntah muntah lagi, gulp this down in replacement of water masa nak breastfeeding or meal time. Tapi tengok jugak baby, macam Anna tak berapa tahan perut dia bila aku minum kayu kayu ni, so I stopped at around 10th day. This third baby Nampak okay so sampai 54th day ni aku bantai. Stop if you feel this kayu kayan buat badan panas , you’d know bila tekak sakit and mulut pecah pecah. Or water down. The trick is, kena minum waktu dia suam, baru badan berpeluh Kalau air kat periuk tu dah sejuk, campur air suam waktu kau nak togok. Tak de le kau bagi alasan air dah sejuk la camne nak minum.
11. I took ikan haruan for the first 10 days, nothing else. Ikan haruan, sayur sawi + carrot and nasi. Itu je. Bila dah boring sket, substitute ngan ikan tenggiri. But selagi tak habis ikan haruan dalam freezer tu, selagi tu lah kena makan. I asked them kalau nak tumis pakai sesame or sunflower oil, only for my cooking. For fruit I took apple, oranges and pear. After 10 days boleh dah aku nak makan chicken ke daging ke. Must take all these chicken or daging sebab these are your protein sources. I took calcium and sangobion/obimin as supplement.
12. Bertungku. But I don’t think this contributes to the weight loss. People said it helps to contract the womb. I am a bit skeptical about that but aku suka the feeling of the heavy warm batu on my abdomen. It calms me down. And the smell of daun daun yang diorang balut the batu tu pun is very nice and relaxing. and bila batu panas tu kena perut, mesti angin keluar.. ikut mulut pun ada ikut bawah pun ada..
13. Breakfast. I eat breakfast banyak gila,lunch in moderation and dinner kalau boleh sket. Susah sebab The Man came back only for dinner, so i tend to eat banyak sebab duk berborak time dinner. nak ratah ratah sayur pun cepat benor rasanya aku perabihkan sup sayur tu. So kena control. But breakfast memang bantai banyak. After feeding yang subuh 5:30 tu, i always went down and gulped a glass of Milo with 4 slices of bread. Bread aku try toast without butter. Dalam dua tiga hari rasa dah used to the feeling of empty toast. Then 8 a.m. bantai oat dengan milo taruk nestum, kalau ada nasi goreng ambk la dalam semangkuk. I must make sure that my tummy is really full for breakfast. somehow it boosts the metabolism, i think.
14. Breast feeding. Ini memang aku rasa the main cause of weight loss. I read “How to Lose Weight While Breastfeeding” and she said about 700kcal is lost per day during nursing. Breastfeeding takes up a lot of kcal out from your body but it also increases your metobalism which can make you hungrier. masa my first kid, I reached out for chocolate cookies every single time after nursing. Hence little weight loss.
The trick aku buat kali ni is, masa baby dah uwek uwek nangis nak susu, cecepat gulp down one or two big glasses of water, baru feeding baby. lepas feeding, another two big glasses. Masa feeding pun kalau nak minum, aku galakkan sangat (provided your water refilling fairy ada la mengisi botol air kau). So you won’t feel the hunger sebab perut dah penuh. I have tall big bottles in all rooms.
Itu je lah yang saya buat. 5 kilos within 7 weeks? Boleh punya..
Knock Me!
Knock Myself
I want to drive a two-tonner coal hauling truck and knock myself over and over!
I know I have been saving some money aside since my second trimester just to splurge after the 40-day-after-labor delivery. Splurging is what I deserve after carrying the ever growing bulky tummy for nine months. Splurging is what I deserve after refraining myself from drinking coffee at the frequency I needed. Splurging is what I deserve after pushing three times to get the 3.6kg human being out from my 10cm dilated vagina (really? it was 10cm?!)
So I did splurge.
Splurge I did. Over splurge, more like it! Aghh.. *knocking head* The thing with shopping frenzy attack is, once you do it, you can never stop. The plastic card is not helping you either. You list out the items you bought and the prices of each. That wasn’t helpful for me. At last, announcing to the world wide web and making yourself look stupid is the last trump card. So here it is, my confession.
I got myself two hair treatments and a hair cut from a hairstylist I have been wanting since 5 or 6 years ago. Why two? Because I never though the Brazilian keratin treatment is finally here in Malaysia and My credit card was offering a 20pct discount on the day I went for the treatment. (okay enough justification. you are writing with the purpose to be ashamed of your own doing, not to justify).
I got three pairs of Thomas Chan shoes and another pair from Charles & Keith. And oh another pair from Reebok for my running activity (which is when? where?)
One pair legging from Isetan (its denim okay, and it makes my legs looks longer). And one pair of skirt. (in grey eh but I tot I already have grey skirt?). and one over the top cardigan that personalshopping.com says will look nice on people with my body shape. (note: this one has 20 pct discount)
two tops from MNG with the same design (okay, I figured out I was missing the whole 9 months fashion, was already too late for summer stocks and fall is too early for malaysian market, therefore simple spaghetti strap tops with blazer or jacket or cardigan is the safest bet to stay classic)
went to sunway pyramid and got myself another two pair of leggings (of course half the price of Isetan’s), one top in magenta, another top in turquoise (they will look a like in the eyes of my color-blind husband), one in grey and one top in avocado. oh yes another one simple spaghetti strap top that will add on to my line of that classic safe look. and to justify that these are requirement but I was still a smart savvy shopper, the bill of all these equal less than one top at Isetan.
oh yeah how could I forget the calf length black fancy skirt?
and the two bottles of shampoo and conditioner each (that is over RM100 per bottle)? (which has no sodium chloride that is harmful to the keratin treated hair)
and the spanx panty I order from the State? (gulping)
and 9 series of post natal massage.
Are these too much?
See? I didn’t get myself any perfume because I still have two bottles from my birthday present. No make up, since all my crème, and liquid, and stick foundations are still half way used. No eye color, no lippies. See? See? Am I a good girl or what?
Got myself justified. Figured out its my money anyway. Except for the fact that I might have to forget the brazilian wax, the digital perm, the ultimate perfect series of facial cleanser from Elken, the permanent hair removal for the legs and armpits, another Coach bag, a pair of red shiny pumps that are kind to feet and sexy to look at..
ooh the things a girl dreams do not mean the things a girl needs, right?
It harms me not to dream the other stuffs I want, as long as I don’t spend the next four available days roaming another mall!!
(ingatlah, semua ini harta dunia dan hanya sementara…eceh!!)
I want to drive a two-tonner coal hauling truck and knock myself over and over!
I know I have been saving some money aside since my second trimester just to splurge after the 40-day-after-labor delivery. Splurging is what I deserve after carrying the ever growing bulky tummy for nine months. Splurging is what I deserve after refraining myself from drinking coffee at the frequency I needed. Splurging is what I deserve after pushing three times to get the 3.6kg human being out from my 10cm dilated vagina (really? it was 10cm?!)
So I did splurge.
Splurge I did. Over splurge, more like it! Aghh.. *knocking head* The thing with shopping frenzy attack is, once you do it, you can never stop. The plastic card is not helping you either. You list out the items you bought and the prices of each. That wasn’t helpful for me. At last, announcing to the world wide web and making yourself look stupid is the last trump card. So here it is, my confession.
I got myself two hair treatments and a hair cut from a hairstylist I have been wanting since 5 or 6 years ago. Why two? Because I never though the Brazilian keratin treatment is finally here in Malaysia and My credit card was offering a 20pct discount on the day I went for the treatment. (okay enough justification. you are writing with the purpose to be ashamed of your own doing, not to justify).
I got three pairs of Thomas Chan shoes and another pair from Charles & Keith. And oh another pair from Reebok for my running activity (which is when? where?)
One pair legging from Isetan (its denim okay, and it makes my legs looks longer). And one pair of skirt. (in grey eh but I tot I already have grey skirt?). and one over the top cardigan that personalshopping.com says will look nice on people with my body shape. (note: this one has 20 pct discount)
two tops from MNG with the same design (okay, I figured out I was missing the whole 9 months fashion, was already too late for summer stocks and fall is too early for malaysian market, therefore simple spaghetti strap tops with blazer or jacket or cardigan is the safest bet to stay classic)
went to sunway pyramid and got myself another two pair of leggings (of course half the price of Isetan’s), one top in magenta, another top in turquoise (they will look a like in the eyes of my color-blind husband), one in grey and one top in avocado. oh yes another one simple spaghetti strap top that will add on to my line of that classic safe look. and to justify that these are requirement but I was still a smart savvy shopper, the bill of all these equal less than one top at Isetan.
oh yeah how could I forget the calf length black fancy skirt?
and the two bottles of shampoo and conditioner each (that is over RM100 per bottle)? (which has no sodium chloride that is harmful to the keratin treated hair)
and the spanx panty I order from the State? (gulping)
and 9 series of post natal massage.
Are these too much?
See? I didn’t get myself any perfume because I still have two bottles from my birthday present. No make up, since all my crème, and liquid, and stick foundations are still half way used. No eye color, no lippies. See? See? Am I a good girl or what?
Got myself justified. Figured out its my money anyway. Except for the fact that I might have to forget the brazilian wax, the digital perm, the ultimate perfect series of facial cleanser from Elken, the permanent hair removal for the legs and armpits, another Coach bag, a pair of red shiny pumps that are kind to feet and sexy to look at..
ooh the things a girl dreams do not mean the things a girl needs, right?
It harms me not to dream the other stuffs I want, as long as I don’t spend the next four available days roaming another mall!!
(ingatlah, semua ini harta dunia dan hanya sementara…eceh!!)
Monday, July 12, 2010
One More Week
One More Week
one more week and I’ll be back at work.
its funny that when you tried so hard not to remember things that happened just over your long holiday, you would drive along the highway and try very hard not to look at the building where you work.
i tried not to think of what is waiting for me at work, and how would I react knowing things that I worked on before my long leave is exactly at where I left them of.
other than that, the Man’s masters program is starting this week, today more exactly. he seemed excited, going over all the subjects that will be his favorite and subjects that he thinks are not relevant to him. I guess when the assignments start pouring in, the excitement shall be gone.. but for now, I enjoy seeing him excited stepping outside his usual limited box. I guess changes are always good for people, it made their brain work extra active and imagine more. Not knowing whether we can pull things through and juggle all the things existing around is exciting huh.
therefore, what is the change I need?
would i be the same ‘ol, same ‘ol?
would I dare stepping out the same usual box that I have been living within the past ten years? or would I be excited to be back to the same box, doing the same things with new challenges?
knowing that things went through the same when I wasn’t around made me think that perhaps, the place can survive without me. no, not perhaps, the place SURVIVE without me. Therefore I allow myself to be given the credit to. what I want to accomplish, has been accomplished.
perjuangan sudah selesai. what more to achieve?
I have one more week to think things through.
one more week and I’ll be back at work.
its funny that when you tried so hard not to remember things that happened just over your long holiday, you would drive along the highway and try very hard not to look at the building where you work.
i tried not to think of what is waiting for me at work, and how would I react knowing things that I worked on before my long leave is exactly at where I left them of.
other than that, the Man’s masters program is starting this week, today more exactly. he seemed excited, going over all the subjects that will be his favorite and subjects that he thinks are not relevant to him. I guess when the assignments start pouring in, the excitement shall be gone.. but for now, I enjoy seeing him excited stepping outside his usual limited box. I guess changes are always good for people, it made their brain work extra active and imagine more. Not knowing whether we can pull things through and juggle all the things existing around is exciting huh.
therefore, what is the change I need?
would i be the same ‘ol, same ‘ol?
would I dare stepping out the same usual box that I have been living within the past ten years? or would I be excited to be back to the same box, doing the same things with new challenges?
knowing that things went through the same when I wasn’t around made me think that perhaps, the place can survive without me. no, not perhaps, the place SURVIVE without me. Therefore I allow myself to be given the credit to. what I want to accomplish, has been accomplished.
perjuangan sudah selesai. what more to achieve?
I have one more week to think things through.
Friday, July 02, 2010
curik curik blogging
bangun pukul 5:00 pagi for Adam's second feeding of the night... then turun bawah pump sebab dia minum sebelah je.. mom's boob macam nak pecah je rasa sebelah kiri ni... naik atas, eh ternampak pulak pink laptop ni yang dah sehari tak terbukak... eh terblog la pulak pagi pagi ni.. rajinnya....
my new king sized bed rasa seperti kecil sahaja... ada tak rasanya double king sized bed? semua nak tido atas bed ni.. abang Azeuchry dahpandai dah, nak dozing off je tido atas ni, pastu daddy angkat tido atas tilam kat atas lantai tak naik naik dah.. si princess Anna ni, dah angkat tido atas junior cot dia, pandai pulak malam malam kerabat (panjat naik) katil ni.. padahal junior cot tu kitorang dah turunkan satu pengadang, rapatkan dengan katil mom and dad...
si Adam memang sepanjang malam tido bawah ketiak mommy.. mommy nak pusing kiri tossing kanan pun susah lah.. alahaiii.... rasa macam nak jadi kucing je, pakai tendang je anak sendiri...
berapa tahun lagi mau ini macam?!
hmm bila anak anak semua nak privacy, i'll miss all these fun ek...
i told Abang Azeuchry that nanti there'll be times where abang dah tak nak kiss mommy, tak nak hug mommy.. a few weeks ago lah aku cakap ni.. tup tup semalam dia cakap, "mommy kenapa mommy kata one day nanti kite tak nak kiss mommy, tak nak hug mommy, kenapa?" aku pun tak tahu nak cakap ape... then i said, "there'll be the time,sayang.. as for now, kiss and hug mommy as much as you want, okay".. then dia tanya lagi soklan tu... hehe.. then mommy pun dah tatau nak cakap ape...
my new king sized bed rasa seperti kecil sahaja... ada tak rasanya double king sized bed? semua nak tido atas bed ni.. abang Azeuchry dahpandai dah, nak dozing off je tido atas ni, pastu daddy angkat tido atas tilam kat atas lantai tak naik naik dah.. si princess Anna ni, dah angkat tido atas junior cot dia, pandai pulak malam malam kerabat (panjat naik) katil ni.. padahal junior cot tu kitorang dah turunkan satu pengadang, rapatkan dengan katil mom and dad...
si Adam memang sepanjang malam tido bawah ketiak mommy.. mommy nak pusing kiri tossing kanan pun susah lah.. alahaiii.... rasa macam nak jadi kucing je, pakai tendang je anak sendiri...
berapa tahun lagi mau ini macam?!
hmm bila anak anak semua nak privacy, i'll miss all these fun ek...
i told Abang Azeuchry that nanti there'll be times where abang dah tak nak kiss mommy, tak nak hug mommy.. a few weeks ago lah aku cakap ni.. tup tup semalam dia cakap, "mommy kenapa mommy kata one day nanti kite tak nak kiss mommy, tak nak hug mommy, kenapa?" aku pun tak tahu nak cakap ape... then i said, "there'll be the time,sayang.. as for now, kiss and hug mommy as much as you want, okay".. then dia tanya lagi soklan tu... hehe.. then mommy pun dah tatau nak cakap ape...
Saturday, June 26, 2010
Between One Kid and Another
I breastfed li'l Adam, let him sleep with my tit in his mouth. I did that to Azeuchry, too. They said boys are like that. They dozed off, mulut ternganga cam buaya, then only I could let my tit out and slept straight on my back. They slept, woke up and cried, and I switched boob, again, tit in the mouths.
With Anna, once she was asleep, my Maid took her and let her sleep somewhere else, mostly in the endoi (buaian). She woke up and cried, and my Maid took her back to me to nurse.
Lately I have been feeling that I have not been fair to Anna. She is the only girl, doesn't she deserve a lot of attention, hugs and kisses?
Last night on the way to back to Kampung, she was at the back with my Maid and abang Azeuchry. When it was only Anna and Azeuchry, Azeuchry sat in front with Mommy. And now since Adam is the littlest one, Anna had to give in and sat at the back. It is such a pain, i felt, as i held Adam closer to me at the front seat. (yes i know it was dangerously against the law but that is what breastfeeding mom do who has a maid, takkan Maid aku nak duduk depan dengan laki aku kot?) It is a pain to long to hold one kid but the other kid is requiring my attention.
I guess I understand the middle child syndrome a little bit better. With the first one, she always have to give in because Abang is always screaming for attention. With the littlest baby, she always have to give in because mom needs to give the boobsies to Adik.
I want to be fair. God help me to be fair.
I should pay more attention to Anna. She is big enough to understand that she is not being paid attention to. The least I want to hear when she grows up is Mom always hug and love the boys more, both Abang and Adik.
With Anna, once she was asleep, my Maid took her and let her sleep somewhere else, mostly in the endoi (buaian). She woke up and cried, and my Maid took her back to me to nurse.
Lately I have been feeling that I have not been fair to Anna. She is the only girl, doesn't she deserve a lot of attention, hugs and kisses?
Last night on the way to back to Kampung, she was at the back with my Maid and abang Azeuchry. When it was only Anna and Azeuchry, Azeuchry sat in front with Mommy. And now since Adam is the littlest one, Anna had to give in and sat at the back. It is such a pain, i felt, as i held Adam closer to me at the front seat. (yes i know it was dangerously against the law but that is what breastfeeding mom do who has a maid, takkan Maid aku nak duduk depan dengan laki aku kot?) It is a pain to long to hold one kid but the other kid is requiring my attention.
I guess I understand the middle child syndrome a little bit better. With the first one, she always have to give in because Abang is always screaming for attention. With the littlest baby, she always have to give in because mom needs to give the boobsies to Adik.
I want to be fair. God help me to be fair.
I should pay more attention to Anna. She is big enough to understand that she is not being paid attention to. The least I want to hear when she grows up is Mom always hug and love the boys more, both Abang and Adik.
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