well. it's official. my sister finally left for India yesterday. the last time she flew overseas was to Italy so i guess this must be another big adventure for her (but why...?? nevermind). my C++ lecturer was a native Indian. i remember we used to have a hard time understanding what he was saying - "seeyin, siottt" (HAHA). good luck with understanding their dialects, sistah!
the house is kinda empty now, what with only Kak Ish left to fill in the void. previously Aya would be the official nanny for Dayana to bully, now it's all Kak Ish, the new super bibik. Dayana's having a +ve effect on her too i think. lol. i'm in Bangi at the moment btw, finishing the remainder of my confinement period at home sweet home.
i have no idea what Aya packed to India. baggage limit tends to pose a problem, especially if you wish you could haul your whole bedroom with you. not to mention all the food you wish you could bring with you that doesn't happen to be available at your destination. my sister's bags were already filled to the brim with goodness-knows-what, i found her trying to stuff a bag of cloud 9s into her hand carry. cloud 9 i tell you! cloud 9 takde kat India ke? hahaha. ini baru pergi. belum lagi balik. people end up buying new luggage just to lug back all the extra stuff they've accumulated overseas (yours truly included. on my defence, Significant Other brought back 8 boxes of Transformers collectibles. so how leh?).
i wonder if Dayana would still remember Ashu after 2 years. i know Dinara most definitely wouldn't. lol.
so we went to KLIA yesterday evening to send her off (i pun ikut skali ok =P). i was kinda moved by the way her friends came down just to see her off - her IB friends, even her peeps all the way from Kedah. i think there were about 30-ish MARA scholars that were flying off that night, plus a bunch of JPA scholars. KLIA had never looked this congested the last time i was here (which was er, when i flew to Houston in March?). each student seemed to have their own pasukan sorak present at the airport. they actually had to hold their so-called briefing past the checkpoint just to separate the students from the whole big crowd, haha.
funny thing with those MARA scholars is, it's bad enough that they had to wear boring looking navy blazers for formalitie purposes (probably so that they can distinguish themselves apart easier), they all happened to show up at the airport looking more or less the same - dressed in black bottoms, black tudungs, even their laptop bags were in the shade of red-black (is it a trend that i'm missing, perhaps? O_o). if it weren't for my sister's weird shade of purpley Crocs, i wouldn't even recognize her from the crowd. lol.
and you would've thunk that MARA would have this procedure down pat since they've been sending a whole bunch of students overseas for quite awhile now - apparently not. the students were supposed to be there at 5pm, but i guess everyone arrived late due to last minute notice in change of time, and the whole process seemed a bit kelam kabut in my opinion. ntahla. s'long as they don't miss their flight, eh?
Dayana didn't want Ashu to leave. in fact she was all set in following her Aunt to India. hahaha. even told my dad to pick her up and go down the escalators to Ashu (pandai betul ini budak). Dayana burst into tears when Aya waved goodbye to us after the bag screening checkpoint and was heading towards the gates. Dayana's willing to follow anyone as long as they're going somewhere, tak kisah la sape2 pun, janji she gets to jalan. keke. nampak sangat sudah mati kutu kat rumah. and Dinara's too young to play with her yet.
dinara at the airport
dayana and the overcrowded KLIA
i miss my sister already. lol.
the whole shebang makes me wish i was 18 all over again and back in Uni... (where we didn't have to worry about bills and work and money *bliss). i miss my Uni room. i'd pull the curtains to my window wide open much to my roommate's annoyance. i miss walking to our UFO, the cheap food at the cafes, ogling cute guys (haha), outings to Batu Gajah and KC... those were the days =D.
revisiting KLIA again also brought back nostalgic memories for Significant Other, who wishes he was still travelling. that very same person used to say he hated travelling and wouldn't even think of stepping foot in the States is now a big fan of New York, hahahahah.
oh we officiated our new tandem at KLIA too. Significant Other was excited to try out our new gadget so after assembling it that morning we hauled it into the boot of his car, which took up the whole boot space T_T. now Significant Other is contemplating using this as a reason why we need to upgrade to an MPV. haha. we forsee that whatever the baby does, Dayana wanna do too, so we decided to get a tandem. let's just hope we get to put it to good use. it would defeat the purpose of babywearing though (but at least i'd have a solid reason to destash later hoho). maneuvering the stroller was great, it had great suspension (according to Significant Other), ample room to chuck away the baby bag, only huge compared to a one-seater stroller (duh).
i was going through past entries in my blog to get ideas on how to start this post when i came across a statement i wrote 2 years ago on how i just realized i owned too many shoes (pre-baby). i've stopped hoarding shoes ever since, but 2 years later i seem to move on to hoarding something else. lol!
been meaning to type this entry but each time i try to start the eldest will come seeking attention (she's attention-deprived these days, can't blame her, being cooped up all day with me with nothing interesting to do). sometimes she really tries my patience just to see how i would react, but so far scolding her doesn't seem to have any effect on her -.- and i don't even know whether i got the message across to her that what she's doing is wrong (like purposely selerak the room and not bothering to clean up the mess, or purposely trampling on her toys, or purposely spraying droplets of milk all over the room and end attracting the Mut committee, etc.).
er... brb... it's almost time for Significant Other to break fast T_T.
ok so where was i. oh yeah. at the point of reaching 38 weeks, i was tired of walking about and tired of working and was already hoping that i wouldn't reach my EDD (which was September 6 btw) and deliver earlier instead =P. on his part, Significant Other was hoping for another Merdeka baby, haha. some people say that the second child will be delivered about the same time as the first child, or abit earlier. i asked around but based on their experience it didn't seem that this theory could be used, cheese. another Merdeka baby would be nice. it'd be easier to celebrate birthdays =P.
- 5.30pm i had just completed an assignment due that day, so i was pretty relieved i didn't have to walk on eggshells anymore. i remember telling my colleague as i was leaving the office for the day that i felt totally fine, no indications whatsoever that i'd be delivering anytime soon. even told her that i had a gynae appointment scheduled the next day after 2 weeks of procrastinating my visit and had planned to take mc for the 26th.
since my due date falls sometime in the middle of the puasa month, which definitely makes me immobile for Aidilfitri, my parents took the opportunity to balik kampung for a few days since i wanted to invade their place for confinement. mil was still overseas so it was just us and the maid at our place. i highly doubted Significant Other had the skills similar to a confinement lady.
- 1.30am couldn't sleep. Significant Other was already snoring on the bed so i decided to buka kedai and bercucuk tanam on FB =P. and since i was still up at this hour i was starting to get hungry so i went down to eat yesterday's dinner. - 3.30am still awake, but this time with a tummy ache so spent a bit of time in the loo. it was about this hour that i received a text from Aritha asking me if i still had any of those Eumora bars left, lol.
- 4.30am woke up Significant Other for sahur. at this time i was already starting to get cramps, but because they were mild and still far in-between i didn't bother thinking about them. i'm kind of pain-resistant, if you must know. i'm weird that way. haha.
- 6.00am tried to go back to sleep, but mission failed.
- 7.00am since my Gynae appointment was at 9am, decided to drag myself out of bed and get ready. siap basuh baju sambil mandi ok. i think it was around 8am~ish that the cramps really started to bother me. woke up Significant Other so while he got ready i finished packing my hospital bag, referring to the list that i had just completed a day before (boy was i glad i had that checklist, i couldn't think straight by then). i was already yelling at Significant Other to hurry it up, he was taking his own sweet time in the bathroom and by that time i felt like the baby was going to pop out on its own anytime now. Dayana found it hilarious at the sight of me running around the room while coping with contractions T_T.
heck i even had time to pm a tbw mama to ask her to hold something for me before leaving for the hospital (harhar). gathered my things, left Dayana with the maid, and headed to the hospital, which was only 5-7 minutes away (luckily. imagine if it was further away, mau nangis i).
- 9.05am headed straight to the labor room. at one point i even contemplated going for my appointment instead of jumping straight into the fire, haha. in my mind i was sooo not ready to give birth, i was silently hoping it was a false alarm and would be sent home (you know, like in the movies haha, buat suspen je lebih). but in my case, my Gynae popped in out of nowhere like she did the last time i delivered Dayana, took one look at me and told the nurses to prep me for labor.
i can still remember the giant clock hanging on the opposite wall. ok so at this point i was trying to cope with pushing + breathing + dealing with contractions + inhaling gas + listening to what the gynae and nurses were trying to tell me to actually describe detail per detail on the whole birthing process (and also i was actually half way done with writing this entry when blogspot decided to buat hal and my draft poofed into thin air, grrrr). one hand was holding the gas mask while the other was clenching Significant Other's hand. haha.
i don't remember how many pushes i took to get her out, i just remembered that this time around i leveraged on breathing like nobody's business to divert my attention away from the pain. kekeke. which worked. and just like before, i still couldn't figure out how the gas actually helped to lessen the pain. some people say too much gas intake can make you woozy. i just didn't feel any difference. i do remember my gynae's advise as to not waste my energy on screaming and instead focus on the breathing + pushing. hehe.
my friend Dina says i pop babies like a natural. i don't think so. it only seems that way from how i keep procrastinating to go to the hospital late. so no time to demand for any form of painkiller whatsoever except for the laughing gas. hahahahaha.
- 9.35am my second daughter was born. super kewl, huh? 30-minute record from the time i arrived at the hospital, haha. they placed her on me and allowed me to bond with her for abit (longer than the time i had with Dayana in fact) before taking her away to be cleaned up. and so during this time the gynae tended to me - the placenta delivery, the stitching, the cleaning up, the norm.
until now i don't understand why they use those loop pads. it's not like they end up sucking much blood, vampires can do that much more effectively, kaka. it's too floopy and it never stays in place. hahaha. i still have the pads from when Dayana was born even, jeergh.
after they were done with me, in came the baby all cleaned up for some bonding moment. lol. tried to initiate breastfeeding. she latched on more efficiently than Dayana did last time :). eksaited. i now have a new squishy!!! (a new wrapee!!! ohhhh my pp won't be safe -.-).
this time around my gynae didn't pop my water bag, she says it was already broken by the time i arrived at the labor room. don't ask me how come i didn't notice, because i seriously didn't. hahahaha. i was fine until that very moment the contractions decided to attack. i would've expected that this would also be an assisted delivery, like with Dayana last time, but this time round the delivery was perfectly normal (to my surprise) only with a little tear, which i so dislike.
best part is, my family wasn't around since they were all in Terengganu. Significant Other's mom's side were still in UK (she didn't get back til a few days later) so only his dad's side of the family were around to visit. we initially wanted to take one of the smaller single-bed rooms, but oddly enough despite the hospital wing looking 'deserted' they assured us that all of those rooms were fully booked, except for the higher end ones.
so we ended up taking one of the lovely individualized suites. guess which one Significant Other chose? =P ironic really. big sized and dolled up but got nobody to visit. i wouldn't have minded a small room, i wouldn't even have time to appreciate it anyway :P
i spent the earlier part of the morning resting while Significant Other went back home to pick up Dayana. this time around, i felt more semangat to get up and head to the bathroom for a refreshing shower as opposed to the last time i gave birth. to heck with the stitches and bodyaches! lol.
the first visitor was Fahmi, which was really a pleasant surprise, he was auditing around the area so he dropped by around lunch time. the other visitor was my colleague Selina :). my last visitor right before i was discharged the next day was Fazie and her kids. i really appreciated their visit! really made my stay enjoyable :D
i could go on and on, but i think that's it for now. after all, this is supposed to be an entry on my second-born :)
meet my second Angel, Dinara Nur Amani. date August 26th, time 0938 hours. weight 2.35 kg. length 49cm. her name carries the meaning 'kekayaan and cahaya ketenangan' (wealth & aspirations in English)
to date, only two people has figured out the real inspiration behind the name, lol (and no, it doesn't have anything to do with crushes/acquaintances/ex-girlfriends or what not, nothankuverymuch).
i stole the photo from my sista's blog =P. because i love how the photo turned out. planned to write a lengthy entry, but i think i'll put it off for later when Significant Other goes off for futsal later tonight.
fun fact: [Significant Other asked me to put this in my blog, he was so excited when he found out about it yesterday, go figure] Princess Diana died on August 31st, 1997, around 4am-ish. Our daughter Dayana (intentionally spelled that way so that her name won't be pronounced Malay-style Diana) was born August 31st, 4.22am. my Uncle calls our daughter Princess. ... so i guess what he's trying to get at is, is there a possibility of reincarnation / karma there? LOL.
ni baru dipanggil PINK
a one-of-a-kind ellevill that i wanted but i forgot to wake up for the listing. haha. now this is what i call TRIPINK. the original version looks more... purpley to me.
what am i doing? simply crapping here while i think of bright ideas to post into my blog. haha. i'd crap about KP too. since i'm on a roll anyway... here u go:
photo credits to Kindercarry FB
twofour mamas scored this design. me likey! sadly i wasn't one of the lucky ones. probably there's a reason why i wasn't one of the ones chosen. kekeke.
i'm tired of forumming these days. things aren't fun when people start scrutinizing every single thing you say, sincere or not. i guess nowadays it's best to keep your thoughts to yourself, eh?
won't be going anywhere this raya. so i'll be in Bangi just in case anyone plans to look for me to claim stuff or anything. lol.
Salam Aidilfitri from me, the babies and Significant Other =)