Here's Looking At You, Babe

Here's Looking At You, Babe

world, please meet amir hamza bin shahbudin, who arrive on Friday 25 April 2008 bersamaan dengan 18 Rabiulakhir 1429H at 11.46pm, weighing in at a healthy 3.28kg.

amir hamza, meet the world. : )

will be back with more once things settle down, insya Allah.

A Tale Of Two Floods & The Domesticated Me

A Tale Of Two Floods & The Domesticated Me

"cause you were just too busy being fabulous, too busy to think about us..." - the eagles

what a week. it started with the flash floods at my workplace, which caused the entire building to stay in office for an hour last thursday as the roads and exits were completed underwater. five cars were stranded in the middle of the road as their owners waded about in calf-high water.

then there was the other flood happening in my .. erm... down there. it started the night before and seemed to be wet till the next day. strangely, i didn't panic. i called aby, who did. in his strange calm way. so i called NUH's delivery suite and the midwife told me to come in immediately, so nice to ask if i'd like an ambulance to fetch me. looking at the five cars from the office window, i said "no thanks, can i go home first?" for some strange reason i really wanted to take a bath and eat something first. she said as soon as possible after dinner. we arrived at the hospital just after nine pm. told to report at the A&E department, i was promptly plonked into a wheelchair and whisked away to the ward within two minutes, taking an express elevator.

it was there that my embarrassing moments happened. firstly the nurse there just told me to remove all clothing from waist down. in my mind, "huh, no gown, or skirt, or blanket? seriously?" i looked at her. she wore a stern "hurry-up-i-see-these-things-everyday!" look on her face. fine.

then the registrar came in to conduct the examination, signalling the start of the second embarrassing moment. the nurse moved me into position and of course by reflex, i unmoved them. she made a "tsk" sound and forced my legs to comply. *sob* macam nak nangis. aby held my hand while i tried to cut off the circulation from his wrist.

ok ok i hear many of you saying that yes, they are professionals, and yes they do these everyday, and yes, there's nothing to be embarrassed about. but still i feel malu ok. i mean, it's my first time having someone other than the one i don't have a batasan aurat with looking and touching my down there. yeah people tell me later on in the delivery suite it'll be worse, but i'll be too high from the gas or in throes of pain to notice anything or care about anything. i'll cross that bridge when i get to it. in the mean time, call me a prude. or if anyone has useful tips on how to cope/get used to it, do share.

anyway...i tested positive for leaking liqua, so kena warded immediately. at that moment, i never felt more thankful to be a staff of the Group, hence being entitled to an A1 room where aby could room in with me. my gynea came in at eight am the next morning and sent me for a scan. water level: good. weight of baby: very good. (read: 2.6kg!!!) mommy's temperature: normal. so rest in bed one more day for observation and then with a dose of antibiotics + 10 day hospitalisation leave, i was allowed home on saturday. yay! what a dress rehearsal for the real thing.

so what have i been doing at home? lotsa sleeping! and tv-watching. and cleaning and putting things away. my kitchen's finally done.

yeah, that's it. small and cozy. i realize it's far from resembling nigella's but let's call it a work in progress. the first dish i cooked in it was my all-time favourite dish to cook. spaghetti. nothing fancy schamancy. : )

in case you're wondering, the top picture is how normal people eat pasta. the bottom one is covered with cheese, which is how anak2 & cucu jamil eat things - we just can't get enough of cheese.

and today i finished washing all the baby's clothes. or at least what he'll need for the first few weeks of his life. i washed them. by hand.

step terror eh? i think it'll be the first and last time. next time, it'll be mr washing machine.

i'm going back to work on monday, where it will be the last three weeks before i go on maternity, insya Allah. i wanna do a proper and complete handover so that life there can go on smoothly without me. also one of my team members will be going on maternity in november, so i think i should set a good example, doncha think?

gosh, this is a long entry seh. penat saya type. penat awak baca?