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

you know that feeling… agonizingly counting the days for confinement to be over.. only to be painfully aware that it also means you’re closer to having to return to work.. and spend less time with your newborn (as well as your firstborn)

that’s why this post is entitled such.. am actually dreading the day…

sometimes i wake up in the middle of the nite and i can’t fall back to sleep thinking about that day… after gazing at both kakak and anaqi sleeping peacefully … and trying to imagine not being around them 24-7

it helps though… that i know i will be leaving them with family while i head off to the office

it helps too… that i have kakak who is such a grown-up who keeps assuring me that i shouldn’t be worrying abt her and her baby brother.

it helps further… that i am actually in the midst of concocting a plan .. to suggest a switch in job responsibilities which will probably give me mundane tasks but ensure the latest i’d be home will be by 6:30 pm.. instead of 9 pm like before  (whether i’d be successful - that’ll depend on what my dept head has in mind for me instead :P)

here’s to surviving the d-day

 

merdeka!!!

merdeka!!!

merdekaaaaaaa!!!

when kya was born, i had this idea that i’d be breastfeeding her for awhile before switching to formula. however, i failed to do my homework on this and just continued with my pregnancy - focusing on delivering my project at that time.

lo and behold - the journey of becoming exclusively breastfeeding mom was not a bed of roses (why do they call it a bed of roses?? roses have thorns kan??) .. anywho…. needless to say, i actually gave up after the 4th month.

so when i got preggers the second time round.. am quite sure i will be able to do what i couldn’t with kya.. did me homework.. read up a lot on the forums and articles available on the topic.

though - the choice of which breast pump to use when returning to work had occupied my thoughts the past week and this…. i finally decided with AVENT Isis system…. this lil website and its author is very helpful.. she also gave a lot of feedback and advice on my selection. since normally i rarely change my mind once it’s made up on a matter, it was good advice but not taken..

so here’s to the next two weeks before returning to work and my slowly changing anaqi’s feeding method from the breast to expressed breast milk.. wish me luck!!!

 

to me friends who have successfully breastfed their kids in the past,appreciate your comments on this!! cheerios!

tengok la what widz had started off… di sini….. aku pun terus ler teruja nak scan and upload gambo zaman2 itu..

some that i already hv in my harddisk already up but quality ade kureng sikit sbb this was scanned in the year 1997-1998 whilst at uni - scanner zaman tu pun tak ler canggih mana laie

now to locate those boxes of old paraphernalia currently gathering dust in my bro’s room.

it’s been a trying week for me personally.. counting down the number of days til i hv to get back to the humdrum of working life (it’s now week 4 of my confinement).. ack!!! that alone already caused a mild case of depression..

then kakak got the case of ketumbit (what’s the english term for this arh?)… so the doc prescribed her some antibiotics and ointment for her affected eye.

the day after her visit to the gp’s, she came home from school with high fever.. apparently she had ulcers in her throat and also a mild case of sniffles … so the doc added on to the prescription another 3 more medicine and ointment.

so i got me my first experience of actually handling 2 kids - amir was on graveyard duty at that time - alhamdulillah all was ok… kakak responded well to her medication and anaqi was on his bestest behavior.

then i ended up with my own case of sore throat and what felt like the beginning of a fever… aiyahhh… was tempted to just self-medicate and down the paracetamol already available and also get me some strepsils.. only stopped myself when i remembered i was breastfeeding and shouldn’t be so reckless.

so for the past week, every mealtime i keep the line ‘just a spoonful of sugar makes the medicine go down… the medicine go down… the medicine go down…’ kept playing in my head as it is quite a challenge to convince kakak to take her medication.