Zara Sofia's Cukur Rambut

Tuesday, December 12, 2017

The first thing people notice about Sofia is how thick her hair is. & I've always loved it that way!

So when danna said he wanna shave off her entire hair,  of cos I was a teenie bit hesitant! So sad to think we're cutting her locks that grew inside of me. Plus, I don't think she looks good botak, lol.

A day after she turned two months old, we had Ustaz Khairi and his wife over at our house to do the cukur rambut as well as taknik. It was a private ceremony attended by only our family members and my dear neighbor who we are so lucky to have, and treats Sofia just like her own grand-daughter.


Happy baby totally clueless what's going to happen next.



Baby just turned three months yesterday and has grown so much! She looks super tiny here!


Ustaz recited the azan in her ears. It was such a beautiful moment and I was holding back his tears all the time :')


My poor baby's like.. Whatchu adults doing to me! T_T


 T_T

Right after that, we proceed downstairs to the MPH. We kindda learned our lesson from our Hari Raya open house that our house is not as spacious as we would like to think it is, so we decided to have the makan-makan session at the MPH.


Our pretty in purple mini dias. Guess who we engaged to beautify the space?

Chic Wedding!!!

If you've read my wedding entries, this is not the first time you see me mentioning them. Yup, they did the deco for my big fat wedding and I love them sooooooo much that Danna and I didn't even have to think twice about engaging their service once again for our baby's shower.

Anyways I was told they have clients who signed up with them after reading my blog.
Great choice, you guys!


Pengantin basi feeling kejap.


I miss your hair already boo! & yes, I suka pakaikan her pants tinggi-tinggi lol


& now, there's three. To many more precious memories and milestones together baby 

Signing off this post with a before and after picture of my now botak and bulat daughter.


Same pose, different hair hehe. Can't wait for it to grow!!

xoxo, N

365 Days Since...

Sunday, November 19, 2017

 

Found myself reading all my wedding related posts on this blog this morning and I must say I miss all about it. A bit hard to believe one year passed just like that and so many things have changed since then. I have nothing much to say here other than I love this man so dearly much! Thank you for taking good care of me and our daughter, and thank you for the surprise flight tickets this morning! Looking forward to new adventures with you :)

xoxo, N

Being a First Time Mom

Saturday, November 11, 2017


"How's your baby?"
My frequently-asked-question nowadays. Gone are the days when people are more interested in asking about me, tsk.
"Baby's okay, mother je tak okay"
Yup, I kid you not. I wasn't okay.

I can't quite put it in words, this roller coaster of emotions called motherhood. If I were to be completely honest about what I feel, I'm pretty sure I'll be judged as an ungrateful brat. All I can say is I am well aware that this is not going to be easy, but I didn't know it's going to be this hard either. 

The first few weeks were the hardest. I spent my days without the danna at my mom's place while she took care of my pantang. All I can remember about my stay there is me crying so much day and night cos #1. Handling a newborn is no easy feat and without danna around it fees like I'm handling our child on my own #2. I miss danna A LOT. And of cos #3. Crazy hormones.

Some days passed like a breeze, some nights seem longer but almost everyday feels like a never ending nightmare for me. Hearing my baby's cries around the clock turned me into a quick-tempered, helpless mom-ster. I've lost count the number of times I screamed at her telling her to shut up. Or the number of times I was on the verge of hurting her physically out of anger.

I wasn’t happy or joyful. Most of the time, I was feeling sad. Sad to say goodbye to my freedom. Sad to think that I'm stuck with this life forever. Sad when I look at my own daughter and I don't feel love.

That's when I realised I was falling deep into this dark hole known as postpartum depression. :x

And as if I wasn't feeling miserable enough, I suffered an allergy reaction to the param I have been applying all over my hands and legs. The itch started from my feet, and made its way up to my entire leg and eventually tummy, leaving really ugly scars behind. I cried so much during this period cos I was in terrible pain and I couldn't feed my baby in peace. Thankfully, it was over after a short and sweet yet very expensive visit to a dermatologist.

Then just as I thought my nightmare is over, I had high fever  the day after the itchiness went away. Turns out I had the dreaded mastitis :( Called my makcik urut to help massage my right boobs for me and I swear that was 1000x more painful than my labour experience. I was crying so bad even the danna looked like he was terrified of me screaming in pain. What's worst is that the massage didn't help a single bit. My milk supply went terribly down I had no choice but to feed FM to my baby urgh

Long story short, I managed to snap out it after talking about it to my best friends and danna. The former, I can't be more thankful for the fact that we are all going through this phase together so no one understands what I'm feeling as a new mom more than they do. The latter, we recently talked things out and gosh, I love him so much. Suffice to say I'm grateful to have him as my husband. 

I came back to school few days back to settle some stuff and talked to a few of my colleagues about my worries.  It certainly helped a lot knowing they've been trapped inside the same hole before and that gave me hopes that things will get better.

It did. Slowly


 This picture was taken when my baby was two weeks old...


& this is her today at two months old. Such a cutie, don't chu think? :p

One of the things I always remind myself when things get out of hand is that my baby won't stay this little forever so I need to learn to take things slow and enjoy every single moment with her while I still can. My dear Sofia, it may be a rocky start for the two of us but we gotta stick together, alright? 

xoxo, N

My Labour Story

Monday, November 6, 2017

So it's been 8 weeks since I gave birth (half of maternity leave gone T_T) and I think it's time to start writing down my labour story before my baby turns 8 years old and my memory fails on me. Even though I doubt I will even forget all about it. Before I start I gotta tell you, this is gna be one long post!

10 September 2017
Sunday

I've been experiencing minor cramps since the day before and told the danna I think it's already time. He thought that maybe I should wait a while more, subtly reminding me of our many wasted and expen$ive visits to the Delivery Suite before. But I insisted cos even walking seems painful already!

So that morning Danna picked me up from my mom's place and off we went to KKH. I was still in a good mood, all that's in my head is that I'm going to see my baby soon! All smiles and I kept thinking, I'm gonna leave this place without my baby bump! & hopefully like 10kg off me as well.


I saw a couple walking in with their luggage and all I had was that small bag lol

I was brought to the observation room, leaving the danna behind at the waiting area. It was very quiet since I was the only person there. Once the nurse got everything settled, I was left alone so I thought maybe I should get some sleep. Cos you know, gotta treasure all the sleep I could get before baby arrives right. As I was halfway going to lalaland, I heard a faint cry from the cubicle next to me.

Weird, I clearly remember being the only person in the room so I texted danna if he saw anyone entering the observation room. He said no. Shortly after, I heard what seems like a guy crying, which is also weird cos husbands are not allowed to enter the room. I texted the danna again, even send voice notes to my friends cos I was being kaypoh, and scared also lah.

Next thing I know, someone was making a phone call with the loudspeaker on.

"Mak, baby dah tak ade heartbeat..."

Week 37 - 39 : The Final Countdown

Saturday, October 28, 2017

Week 37 - 38
18 August - 31 August

We are starting to see my gynae on a weekly basis now! Baby is healthy and weighs 2.5kg this week, thank God cos I was so worried sick about having a heavy baby due to my gestational diabetes. We settled the pre admission stuff and it didn't take much for me to decide on the package I want. A two nights stay at a A1 room - no way am I gonna share the bathroom and deal with noisy visitors from my neighbours pls. Click here to see a virtual tour of the room.

Nothing exciting happened the following week except for the fact that it's the last week of term 3! My last day of work for this year falls on the last day of the term which happens to be Teachers' Day. The theme for my table was Famous Female Explorers and I decided to dress up as (a heavily pregnant) Amelia Earhart. Didn't take tons of pictures like I always do cos I totally hate my huge, swollen nose.


Oh and baby's 2.8kg this week!