b3 b0rn.. c0nf0rm, b3 si|3nt .. di3

 was in the midst of uploading those raya photos when kakak came nearby and saw photos of her as a baby in one of the albums.

when asked who’s pictures were those, kakak said ‘baby lahh…!‘

corrected her and said ‘memang la baby.. tapi ni kakak mase kakak baby’

to which she proudly said ‘kakak so cute!!!’

my firstborn – the very soul of humility.

people say that pregnant ladies should look at a lot of cute baby pictures while expecting – such that the baby will turn out cute too. now… if the baby turns up cute but looks nothing like the parents, wouldn’t that be a cause for worry?

so anne geddes’ baby posters seem to be the most popular choice for baby posters…. i used to find ’em cute (back when i was in studying – the best of times to be looking at baby photos.. best source of destressant) but now… feels like those babies are exploited plak.. or maybe that’s just me being jealous coz never managed to ask kakak to look & pose just the way i want

 balik kampung…

ho ho ho balik kampunggg… (well, that actually sounded a bit like santa)

amir and i both have fits of photo-taking. we’d let our camera sit idly in whichever nook or cranny of the room that it was left for a few weeks (sometimes, months)

and then suddenly be overcome with this shutterbug and end up even taking shots of kya sleeping (prolly should do inventory of how many shots of kya in various modes/styles of sleeping – i’ll hazard a guess that it’ll be roughly 30% of total shots?)

related to pregginess

short story one:

on the eve of the day i had to return to work, i actually dreamt that i delivered. at atuk’s house, of all places. with me mum and aunties actually attending to me – no doctors or midwives around.

then in that dream i went thinking – i have to report back to work tomorrow. and then realised that, hey… you just delivered a baby… you’re on maternity leave already dude…

then i woke up – and it was monday morning. *blegh*

short story two:

this week i bumped into a senior from skool who very bluntly asked “are you expecting?” to my nodded agreement, she commented “well, thing is you don’t look like you’re pregnant. you look fat”

ouwchhh!! it didn’t matter that this illusion of fatness was created more due to me hijacking one of me mum’s baju kurung, somehow i got a bit vain and ended up in the ladies to really check out my reflection. 

only from this skool would you have people say things as bluntly as that.

short story three:

had to take the lrt home today – kakak was asleep and amir didn’t want to risk her waking up seeing that her papa has left for klcc without her. as usual, there was a quite a crowd on board the coaches. was standing quiet near those seats that were supposedly reserved for the elderly, disabled and pregnant ladies.

managed to maintain eye contact with one lady – i was silently sending subliminal messages to her to give up her seat. can’t you see my bulging tummy? … then the crowd shifted a bit and i saw that the one lady i managed to get eye contact with was also sporting a bulging tummy!~

*sigh* so much for getting a seat now