36 Days Of Aisha

Well pantang is almost over. Hooray. Thursday morning I'm gonna have me a cold glass of coke on the rocks ewah. And later some ice cream. Or just save time and have a coke float. Just to get that craving out of my system. And hope Little Zoe won't be affected by it. Like the day I had a cup of very mild coffee. Argh penyesalan ok because she wouldn't sleep! So no more coffee for me until I start work.

So baby's a little over a month today. At her month old checkup she gained about 800g which according to the nurse is OK. Sangat best check up kat Klinik Jalan Abd Samad seh, kosong! Aisha was the only baby there! In and out in sup sup sap (less than an hour, including her jab).







I'm now spending time in Singapore, attending my cousin's engagement tomorrow and doing some hari raya visiting. Hahaha pantang tak habis dah keluar berjalan bagai. Pagi tadi siap pergi East Coast Park bawak the kids cycling chewah. Found out Emma's afraid of the waves, she scolded the water for getting her feet wet. Did some cardio haha cycled for 45 minutes! Turun je bicycle tu kaki rasa macam jelly fish, seriously! It was a beca-lije bicycle contraption, 2 cyclist, a sort of like child seat in front, ada cover atas and a steering wheel. Quite heavy lah the thing, itu pasai kaki rasa jelly fish. And now my back is painful. Should take the next few days easy.

On a plus note, I'm down to my pre-pregnancy weight. Yay! But since I was already a bit (hah! Denial, much?) overweight then, I am aiming for an extra 10kilo weight loss. Too ambitious kot. Try 5 kg first then we discuss. As usual belly still at 3 months pregnant. Apparently the weight came off my butt. I think. Sigh. Getting flatter after each baby. And wider too. Should look for area spesific exercises. Or new jeans that hides all flaws.

Hmm but can I since early Tuesday morning is our flight back to KL? Mampu mak handle 2 kids naik flight pukul 8:45 am sorang-sorang? Insyallah. Papa kata nak keluar rumah at 630. Tak payah mandi lah gitu. Or if nak mandi kena bangun pukul 530, or 6. Because Aisha typically wakes up at 630. Yup, whatever.

Akhir kata dari saya, selamat hari raya aidil fitri, maafkan saya, zahir dan batin. Thanks for friends who came (di KJ dan juga di SP!!) bearing gifts, cash and well wishes. Ketahuilah bahawa kami sekeluarga appreciate kebaikan anda, sedalam-dalamnya. Juga kepada yang membawa makanan dan juga kepada yang memasak kat rumah I, hehe. Harap u ok ok je nak bersalin nanti, u can do it babe! Thanks!







Argh ignore huge flabby arms, please. Should trim those too. The only photo with the 3 of us.

My Birth Story - in a nutshell

The contractions began while I was strolling in Alamanda, timed them around 10 minutes apart. There was some bloody discharge when I checked in the toilet. I continued walking. Around 4 pm Zufri came to pick me up and off we went to Hospital Putrajaya. Terserempak dengan Dr.Hamidah who was just leaving, so she gave me a vaginal examination (VE) first.

2 cm dilated je daa. Chehs. They did a CTG and sent me off to the ward. Lama nak tunggu dapat masuk ward tu, nak buka puasa baru dapat bilik. Kesian kat Zufri, pasal aku dah buka puasa dah dalam kereta tadi.

So dinner came, I had to eat standing up due to the contractions. Around 9 the contractions got more intense and half an hour later I took a very long hot shower to help ease the pain, and it did make a difference. Lama jugak aku dalam shower tu.

The nurse came while I was showering and said that she'll come back at 11 for another dreaded CTG. So I got out of the shower, and immediately the contractions came hitting hard. I think it was around 5 minutes apart at that time, each lasting about 2 minutes. Oh. My. God. I was on the verge of tears by then, begging Zufri for an epidural. Zufri pulak dok bagi aku kata-kata semangat. Serius rasa macam nak tumbuk je muka dia.

As it turns out, I had given him a set of instructions. He reminded me that I told him no matter what, DO NOT LET ME GET AN EPIDURAL! Cheh. Nice timing to start listening. But I am thankful for that. And I am so thankful that Zufri was with me for the whole ordeal. I have no idea how I could go through labour alone.

By this time I'd tried all sorts of poses, from all fours to the child's pose lah, leaning over the food tray lah, sitting down lah, squatting lah, leaning over Zufri lah. Macam-macamlah. Then the nurse came for the CTG. I told her to just call the doctor to see how far along dilated I was before she did the CTG (if necessary). Nurse tu berkeras jugak nak suruh buat CTG 'because the doctor ordered for it'.

I didn't wanna lie on my back so I laid sideways, tak boleh detect heartbeat, kena baring jugak. 3 kali jugakla contraction time CTG tu, hampas betul. Then she like urgently called the doctor, and she said that I was already 9 cm, kita bersalin kat sini je lah. I said tak nak and so off we went to the labour room. Berlari-lari nurse tu tolak katil aku turun lif.

Sampai labour room at 11:55, waited for Zufri to arrive before I started pushing. I remember giving up a few times, saying tak boleh, tak boleh. Later I remember asking to just vacuum the baby out, mak tak larat. Finally the doctor gave me an episiotomy (cheh kena jugak) and at 12:29 am on Saturday the 20th of August 2011, I gave the final push and out came baby Aisha Zoeya, She Who Lives Life, all 3.85 kgs of her.


I cried when she came out, an experience I never had with Emma I think due to the epidural. I guess I was really on a high because the stitching up later was a breeze, didn't really feel the pain. It was over pretty fast too. I put her to the breast and she nursed for around half an hour. Or she just suckled. Whatever.

Rindu sangat dekat Emma masa ni. Masa aku call Emma (mintak tolong Kak Yen amek dia kat rumah Opah), mengalir air mata Zufri, kesian katanya kat Emma. Zufri memang garang dengan Emma, aku lebih toleransi, pasal tu Emma lagi sayang kat aku hehe chewah perasan.

So anyway there you go. Not really in a nutshell, huh? Apapun, syukur Alhamdulillah semuanya selamat dan tak perlu di induce (sepatutnya di induce hari Isnin, 22 Ogos). Dan syukur juga that I got to labour mostly in the room.

Oh, The Drama

Yesterday (this is a delayed post, happened on 20/07/2011) as some of you might know, I was at Hospital Putrajaya regarding my pregnancy. During my biweekly appointment at Klinik Kerajaan Kelana Jaya that morning, they discovered a few things. I had protein in my urine and slightly elevated blood pressure (signs of pre-eclampsia), my glucose level was at 2+ (impending sign of gestational diabetes for which I had to repeat my MGTT this morning), and that my baby’s heart beat according to the Doppler is 174 bpm (normal being 160, and hers had always been between 140 and 150). The nurse made me lie down and rest and then took several reading at 5 minutes intervals. Her heartbeat never came down.

When I saw the doctor, she said that she’s referring me to the hospital and I started crying. Emma was with me, sedang melayan Hutos (thanks to Nannoor’s tweet! Sangat comel) jadi dia tak perasan mummynya sedang menangis. Doktor kata la, saya refer hospital untuk check je, kalau takde apa-apa dia tak tahan u. And I replied in between sobs saya tak nak kena induuuuccceee!! Huk huk sedihnya. I really really wanted a non medicated natural birth this time around. Doktor kata kalau kena induce pun takpe what, you dah 36 minggu, baby berat dah lebih 2 kg, everything will be fine. Which is actually correctlah sebenarnya, better she thrive outside rather than suffer inside kan.

So I called Zufri who was in a meeting in Putrajaya and he picked me up, dropped Emma at Kak Yen’s (Opah pun pergi hospital, ingat belum sampai rumah, rupa-rupanya pukul 10 dah sampai), singgah rumah ambil my hospital bag and drove to Putrajaya. Fully prepared in case I have to give birth that day.

Upon registration and checking in at the counter, the nurse said ‘pergi ke wad bersalin sekarang!’ in what I thought was a serious tone. So again I cried, kerana terperanjat of the severity of my case. I know, lemah gila. Hormonal sungguh. Especially because Zufri was somewhere else, getting me something to eat. Then off we went to the labour ward. Masuk-masuk je ada notice mengatakan we are full, all patients will be checked and referred to Hospital Kajang. Zufri panicked, he didn’t want the hassle to be moving here and there, so he booked me on the hospital’s FPP scheme, hehe. Will update about that later.

They took me in to the examination room, hooked me on to an external fetal monitor and I heard the word tachy repeatedly. Now I don’t think the nurses were calling me tacky and I’ve watched countless medical shows to know that they were talking about tachycardia, which is high heart beat count. But I didn’t have my phone with me so I couldn’t Google it. Then the doctors came, all 4 of them sheesh, started asking me this and that. At one point the male doc started asking me things about medication, how I miscarried my second one, what happened, family planning lah, IUD lah, do I have a fever or no, do I have thyroid problemlah, was I leaking lah, bla bla bla all the while shooting nervous glances at my EFM reading, so of course I panicked. Lagi nak tanya Puan nervous ke puan? Of course I’m freaking out! You’re asking me all sorts of questions, of course I get nervous. Is there something wrong with my baby?! I mean shut up already!

But whatever. So he called his superior, a Dr. Lam who seems to have a worried look plastered on his face all the time and said ya puan, nampak anak you punya heart beat ada sedikit tinggi, we will hydrate you and see how things go. So off he went and the male doctor gave me a heplock for the fluid. Salah cocok pulak tu. Makin lah gua stress. Sakit gila dia cocok. Lepas tu dipasangya di pergelangan tangan kiriku.

After half an hour of EFM and fluids, nothing changed. Dr. Lam said puan puasa ya sekarang, jangan makan minum apa-apa. Eyebrows furrowed. I thought having to fast means I’d have a caesarian section! At least that is what I thought. I never asked him and he never explained. Mak panik sekejap, tapi serius mak pasrah dah masa tu. Kedengaran pulak di background nurse tu tanya doctor tu wad mana doctor nak bagi pasal memag dah takde bilik dah.

I drowsed in and out of sleep, and finally Dr.Lam said OK, your EFM reading is much better now, averaging at 150 bpm. Alhamdulillah! Everything’s fine! I get to go home! So he did an ultrasound, her size is according to her gestational age (well maybe a week late, I’m supposed to be 36w + 4d as of yesterday, but according to the scan its 35w + 5d and my edd instead of 15/08 was 21/08. At one week apart it didn’t really matter, plus my period cycle is 35 days compared to the normal 28 days) and her efw is 2.70kg saja! Quite light, but Alhamdulillah that she’s fine.

So segala-galanya OK, MGTT results came out OK, blood pressure still slightly elevated, haven’t done a urine test since the above happened. Hai, macam-macam problemo lah. I really thought I did a very good job carrying the baby this time around, tapi nampaknya Allah lebih mengetahui. So today (27/07/2011) I have an appointment with the gynae at Hospital Putrajaya at 2pm. Tak dapat any of the female docs, dapatlah Dr.Azmi. Takpelah, at least I will be closely monitored.

Will update as and when possible.

P/s : Semalam berjaya menyiapkan penjahitan quilt / mini toto for the baby. Gambar nanti saya update. Satu weekend kumpul kain, satu weekend gunting kain dan susun, satu weekend jahit atas, rest beberapa weekend hahaha semalam siapkan dengan kain alas belakang. Siapa tahu, the baby might be coming soon. She deserves something lovingly home made by her mummy. Hehe.

Now back to work!

The Baju That Didn't Happen

Started sewing littla baby's baju kurung last night. Potong kainnya dah lama, tapi minggu ni asyik memasak je, hehe, lantas jadi penat dan tiada masa. Since last night only made Prego's cheese and herb kuah, so dinner was done at 830, plus Zufri wanted to watch the match so I couldn't watch Fox.

So anyway, started the washing machine and figured 1 had an hour to sew whatever I could. Ingatkan sempatla siap, pasal baju kurung kecik je, berapa banyak sangatla nak kena jahit kan?

Mula mula jahit, aturan dah salah. Kena tetas balik. Lepas tu jahit je benang tercabut lah, jarum patah la, Emma kacau main benang lah. Ya Allah, stress gila. Tapi aku gunakan pendekatan zen chewah, dan remained calm at least on the outside.

So finally when the laundry was done, I had managed to complete one part of the pesak and the sleeves. I proudly showrd Zufri what I had done, and he went on to say the sleeves have to be bigger, don't think the baby will be comfortable in that.

Kecilnya hatiku, dan sambil protes aku kata yang aku amek dari sample baju Emma la, sambil mengambil baju itu. Turns out yeah, it was a whole lot smaller than the sample!! Kenapa??!!! Measurement aku salah ke??!! Tension gila!

Nasib baik aku buat draf je, not using the original kain baju raya dia. Now no more confidence already to make the girls' baju raya. Shoot.

Happy Father's Day

Zuf doesn't really celebrate any special 'day', except for birthdays. And the only reason he celebrates birthdays nowadays is because my family is big on birthdays.

He never wished me a happy mother's day ka, happy valentine's day ka, and I have grown tired of expecting one. I'm sure he's not expecting one from me, so no pressure there, hehe.

Instead of 'worshipping' him today, he spent the day doing his fatherly duties, which I assure doesn't happen that often. He cleaned up the middle room, which has been turned into Emma and the new baby's room, and even committed himself to training Emma to sleep by herself in her room before the baby comes (which I think is quite impossible), but hey he has my support.

He doesn't read my blog anyways. So happy father's day to daddies who are reading.