Baby checklist ?

4 years gap from my last baby is actually quite long. I forgot already what is required to welcome the new baby onboard. Well at first I am not that excited to look at baby preparation checklist. They are 6 more months to go and since I already have 2 I thought they are nothing much to worry about. But after reading some blog of expecting mom and also talking to my dear friend lyn ... they have started looking and thinking of buying some baby stuff. That put me in alarm mode for a while.

I realize that I don’t have much baby stuff left with us. Baby clothing almost all given away including the bibs, cute booties and socks. And since Aariz and Fawwaz gap is not that far I recycle most of Aariz stuff to Fawwaz. By now if I still have some of them...they must be very old already ...yikes hehe. Baby clothing is a must on my to buy list...But i’ll start that sometime after Raya maybe.

I know my Mc Laren stroller is still in a good condition ...we bought that just before we move to Kiwi land 3 years back to replace the old Annakku stroller that already broken into 2. Yes we use our stroller to the core regardless it is cheap or expensive ( we have only 2 so far btw)... and pretty much satisfied as both has been travelling around and be on the plane/ferry, not once but countless time. Lucky them stroller hehe. I don’t know if I am going to fall under the hype of kiasu parents nowdays that have the most branded stroller and parade it around the shopping mall ...will see that later ;)

Next will be the baby cot. Well at time when we have Aariz we just bought a playpen. A lousy one...poor little boy. But then again as we are travelling around (that time to Miri) and stayed in a service apartment we can request for a baby cot. When Fawwaz arrive we only have a few months before moving to Kiwi land. There we get ourselves a second hand baby cot which is cheap and very reliable. We ship it back here to Malaysia hence I don’t think we need to get a new baby cot. We will repaint it back and the colour may depends on what came out from my scan next month.

What else, bottles, sterilizer, new microwave to heat the milk..breast pump (hubby ask me to rent first to see if the breastfeeding goes well) that will come later as well. I keep on thinking that I have plenty of time to plan for all this. But if I look carefully on the schedule for this year...first we just have one month before ramadhan and next raya. After raya which is in October ....besides the baby stuff, Aariz is going to primary school!!! Means I will be busy shopping for his text book and what not then the school uniform and the shoes....white spanking shoes... At this rate I don’t know which one I should be more excited .... the first day Aariz going to school (which I really hope that I am still strong and not due yet) or to welcome the new bundle of joy.

Year 2010 might be a slow moving year for me...but second half towards the end of the year looks pretty exciting with new hope for 2011. I am dreading to have this 15 days to be over soon and start a new leaf of life.

The monthly check up - 12 weeks

Yesterday I went for my monthly medical check up. Now the hospital that I went to has this scanner with new technology. Well I can’t describe much on the technology but what I witness are wonderful. At 12 weeks I can see clearly the baby with her 2 hands and legs, can see almost the facial feature ie: the nose. I can listen to the heart beat and during the scan my baby is so active jumping up and down. No kidding ...we can see the baby bounce in my tummy happily and wiggle her leg too. At that moment I know what I went through so far it is more than worth it.
Since the visit is during weekday, I get my dear boy Aariz to accompany me. He is a great companion...(of course now with his PSP he behave extra well). When we walk into the hospital, I saw a wheelchair. Ask him if I can sit on the wheelchair and he push me. He said of course when I want to deliver the baby later. I said I want now. Then he pause and look at me. Now cannot, you can walk ..later people marah at you. Ok that’s fair enough :p. He wait patiently for me to gobble a full bowl of laksa while of course playing his PSP. When I suddenly felt like vomiting and running straight to the toilet, he also jump from his chair and follow me running...he he cute! Wait for me in the toilet and make sure that I am ok before I walk out from there. At 6 years old I feel blessed to have him as my eldest child as he is far more responsible that I hope that he would be.

They are drama at home while I and Aariz went for the check up. Apparently my other child is not very happy that he being left out from the check up. Upon reaching home, Fawwaz throwing tantrum and menangis mendayu2 at me asking me why I leave him behind. This child of mine is very different from Aariz. Since he was small he will be showing tantrum or even develop fever if we leave him for a short trip. Not to mention long trip where I have to cut out some of my buss trip due to his feverish condition. Very clingy but very bossy too. When you are around he will pretend that he don’t need you but if you try to leave him, he will be the most charming boy ever. At night when his dad reach home, he again repeat the same sad story. Accusing his brother to follow me and leave him behind while he is sobbing. Kesian dia. I promise him for a treat between him and me only soon.

One moment ago I long want to be the successful career woman. Now days my career is just to fulfil my inner self. If only that the inflation and the cost of living that we have to bear here in Malaysia...long ago I already retire from my current workforce. Sad that sometime I make my kids to believe that I really have to work hard to earn money to provide for the family. Like what Aariz just mention to me the other day...”Ma when the baby is out you have to work harder you know. Both you and papa”. When I ask why he simply reply “ Because we need to buy stuff for the baby , we need more now”... Well sometime I do think...do I really need more cos if we just live life as it is ...one income should be enough. But for that extra need here and there 2 income is what we need for now. Really then I think again...will that worth with what I sacrifice for the kids...the time. I am strong believer that the kids will be a better person if one of us stay at home and concentrate on their needs.

Up till today I still not sure what if I’m doing the right thing or not. Again I will be thankful that at least my kids are back there with my parents that will teach them some good life lessons. And I am looking forward to have the third one...and maybe more later one if everything goes well ...God willing.

Tired but chatty

Too lazy to work la lately. Can I blame to my hormone? Of course I can ;).

Just to kill time let me blog some more about my ‘interesting’ pregnancy journey. My belly has become round and I swear the other night I felt a hard kick from inside my tummy. Hubby said it’s impossible as this is just my 11 to 12 weeks (according to the doctor). But deep down my heart I think it could be more than 12 weeks already. I am due to my monthly check up but since my work is piling and I have a testing that I need to complete today, I skip the check up.
I felt like wearing jubah all the time or kaftan or just plain naked. Seriously anything that hanging around my belly make me super uncomfortable. No need to describe more on that but I am on jubah hunting for my working attire. Which I still have time to think about in the next few weeks until I get confirmation if I get the job! Without the job I am just happy with my few jubah that I have and kaftan and prob just stay naked (the last one apply if I’m at home all alone ;))

Ok please stop any wild imagination of yours…

Next move on to my dear boy Aariz. He never fail to amuse me. The boy love to make card for us. Almost every day or every alternate day he will make one for any of us. Just recently he ask hubby to spell wife. And hubby told him how to. The next thing he gave me a card nicely written : ‘This is special for my wife and my mom!’. Well my reaction …. I merajuk immediately. Then he ask me why ma why ? I ask him who is his wife. Why you want me to share the card with your wife? Why you wrote wife first before mom ! Hehe…I maybe over reacted but hey :p. I have the right :p. So he quickly erase the part ‘my wife and’ leave the statement ‘This is special for my mom’. But I still give him my merajuk face. So he went up the bed and give me a hug and promise me for a new card. Sigh….one day when he is big enough I don’t think I am going to get this treatment again….so I guess I deserve to enjoy this moment.

We have a conversation after that about the wife and the mom. I tell him that he need to treat her mom (me) special, different from the wife. Later when you have a wife of course you will love her and be together with her…but don’t forget me. Always put me somewhere special in your heart! Of course then simple answer for him. Ok ma…I love you ma…yeah right! I hope I have another 20 years or more before someone rob him away from me (selfish mama :p).

Another thing, hurm lately I kinda mixed up my real life with my dream. My dream revolve around what has just happened in my real life and evolve to what next could happened. Example, in real life they are one person that I do not agree on what she do. In my dream, I actually confront this girl and she turn out to do things differently. Another occasion is I am waiting for a call to discuss on some package…the next thing I dream of on what are the package offered. The weird thing is when I wakes up and do some stuff, I thought that my dream is real ….I thought things already happened but in reality…it is just a dream continuity from what has happened in my real life. I get confused for a while until I remember which is reality which is not. Scary huh! I hope this is temporary because I just got it during my weak period that I sleep most of the time. Maybe because I fall asleep often and what happened in reality flows in my dream…and that is what it happens.

See suddenly I have so much to update. Will keep other stories for later.

Good news!

Have you heard about the good news ?

My nausea is almost over! Ok I might speak too soon but hey I it's ok to have a good hope right!

I still have some of it at night but it's managable. The vomit part of course it won't go away 100% but at least it has been reduced much.

Since it's all look pretty much good I decided that it's time for our overdue holiday. Poor my 2 boys not able to go anywhere with us during the school holiday as my nausea are very bad that time. So we plan for a short getaway this weekend and I am really looking forward to it. Hope everything turn out to be well !

What I hate part 2

Warehouse sales!

Mainly for shoes, clothing....or any small small item lah. I hate the fact that I need to que....long que, then fight over shirts of shoes that I don't even have enough time to think whether or not I need the thing. And usually after all the effort of going into the place, you feel just not worth it to buy 1 or 2 ...and again you end up buying things that most of the time...you won't use it.

You know what else I hate the most...when the thing at the warehouse sale is broken. Well once I bought few shoes and guess what? Tapak tercabut lah .... kaler turun la...mcm2 hal!

I went to a few last year...but I guess I just not the type that sanggup to do all this for the sake of cheap thing. Cheap come with a price that end up the same or more price that I pay for the thing that I really want and the convenient of time purchasing it. Well that is power buyer!

What I hate

Pernah tak you have so many things running in your head yg kejap you think about this then next you think about that but it's actually going nowhere. Well that is what happening to me now.

One thing for sure I hate the thought of you want to do something or you plan on something but then they are uncertainty and nothing much you can do but just let the clock ticking and let everything else false into pieces. Okla itu jek la dulu :p

Another grateful entry with a slight whining :D

Susah nak tidur....

Seriously....My nausea is getting better but now I have this sleeping disorder problem. Every one hour I will wake up staring at the ceiling try to get my best position but.....I will stay awake for a while...slowly fall asleep then suddenly awake again. The process repeat until maybe 5 in the morning, then only I'll get into my deep sleep until 6.30. By that time my house dah mcm taufan cos my 2 kids will be wide awake by his dad to get ready to school. So mcm mana mummy nak tido ?

The this week I have testing to complete. Require some coordination and impact few parties. Nak tak nak I have to be in the office. Somehow the vomit part is manageable now, just a bit tired due to lack of sleep.

On the other note, I start to educate my kids about the baby. Aariz is very curious on how the baby came out from the birth canal. He keep on asking if the baby really come out from my celah kangkang (that is his exact word). Sometime try to peek on my you know where to see where is it coming from hehe ..... I still try to find a good video on birth labour to show him though. Fawwaz on the other hand are very concern to see the stretch mark on my belly. My stretch mark is pretty bad and I got it since Aariz time. I told them how my pretty tummy has to stretch when both of them grow and that resulted to the ugly marks. That is why they need to listen to me for all the suffering that I have to endure during my pregnancy ...and they just reply by saying ....kesiannnnnn mama.

One of the night while I'm lying on the bed, both Aariz and Fawwaz sits next to me and sang some lullabies for the baby in the tummy. I find it very cute. The hold my tummy and take turn singing some songs. I told them that my tummy will grow big and later they can see the baby move in my tummy from the surface. And there goes their ooooooooooooowwwwh and aaaaaaaahhhhhh. Sometime when they make a lot of noises I said hey...the baby is very angry with the loud noise coming from both of you. They will come to me and put their ears on my tummy and try to listen to sound of the angry baby :p.....And usually Fawwaz will said...yelah mama....the baby is angry...I can hear it!

During breakfast last Sunday hubby were asking the kids..how many more baby they want. Aariz quickly says I want two more. The one in the tummy and another one. So that we all can fit the 6 chair on our dining table. Lucky I have only 6 chair there…Imagine if I have more! Fawwaz lately don’t want to be left out….He said pa …pa … sambil depangkan tangan dia….I want banyakkkkkkk baby!!!! Then sengih2 kerang.

I guess that makes all the pain of 9 months sickness and the labour worth every second. Having child of my own that make me smile and laugh..that bring comfort in me though some of the not so comfort moment…but it’s all worth it! Not many people are blessed to have this happiness. And again I am grateful for it.