Tuesday, December 26, 2006

Notes to Self

1. If taking the bus, make sure that the bus tickets are brought along.


2. Make sure that everyone in the party has passports which are valid for at least 6 months.


3. First Coach is excellent. Always use the bus service from now on.


4. There is no need to be at the bus station one hour (or more) before departure. 15 minutes is enough. The rest of the time can be spent on more shopping.

Kuala Lumpur, December 2006




In the past, a 3-day-2-night trip to our all-time-favourite holiday destination would suffice. Now, with a kid in tow, that is just not enough for all the eating and shopping that must be done.

Sunday, December 17, 2006

Death

A friend's brother passed away yesterday.

---

Will I be prepared when it's my time to go?

Will my amalan be enough to send me straight to Jannah?

---

I have many miles to go before I sleep.

Tuesday, December 12, 2006

Lombok, December 2006




Seduced by the photos in www.quncivillas.com - especially the outdoor shower, we found ourselves in Lombok. And, yes, we got the room with the outdoor shower, which overlooked the sea. We couldn't ask for a better place. The staff at Qunci Villas provided excellent service. The people in Lombok were charming - even the taxi drivers. It was a truly relaxing holiday.

(There are not many pictures. We didn't do much; we slept, ate and went to the beach or the pool. It was a relaxing vacation. I don't think you want to see a series of photos featuring the three of us doing all these things in different outfits. Enjoy these photos and go to Qunci Villas!)

Thursday, December 07, 2006

Tired, Tired - What Could It Be?

Could I be pregnant?
 
(If I am, my calculations show that it'll be a girl.)
 
I've not been feeling too well these past two days. I've been feeling really tired. Yesterday, I had mild diarrhoea with some strong queasy feeling in my stomach. Everything I ate seemed to linger a little bit more in my stomach and threatened to escape from the mouth.
 
And, the most telling sign of all - plain water tasted awful.
 
Now, if I were pregnant, I really don't intend to go back to work just to enjoy maternity benefits. That was my plan. To start Project Baby #2 only after 2008 so that I can get the maternity benefits. Being pregnant is not easy, mind you. So, I'm thankful the good government recognise this and reward mothers with a lovely maternity package.
 
But, I've already stated my intention of going on 1 year worth of no-pay-leave. And I don't intend to go back on my word (and take on the added responsibilities which I'd promised I'd take up).
 
Besides, I figured that, if my second pregnancy will be like my first, it will be for my own good that I stay home and rest. Last pregnancy, I was giving more attention to work. I hardly rested and had to be coerced into taking my final one-week medical leave to stay at home.
 
So, I suppose, if I were pregnant now, it won't be such a bad idea after all. I will only have to devote what little energy reserves I have into taking care of Huda and the little one.
 
I'll only know in a few days. If this fatigue and queasiness go away, there'll be no need to pee on a stick.
 
Otherwise...

Tuesday, December 05, 2006

Sick Story

Fever yesterday.


Diarrhoea today.


What's the menu for tomorrow, I wonder?


Good health, please! My milk supply is taking a beating!

Monday, December 04, 2006

Little Angel

Day after the wedding.


Excessively exhausted.


I went to my workplace to bring home some stuff. Huda was in the good hands of The Husband, having slept while I was feeding her. The time was 10.45am.


After lugging home all the boxes (with thanks to Afif and The Husband), I felt feverish. It was about 12 noon and surprise, surprise(!), Huda was still sleeping.


I tried to sleep and eventually sleep overtook me around 1. Huda was still sleeping. What time did she wake up? Close to 2!!


That's about 3 hours worth of sleep.


And she was such a good girl throughout the day. She played quietly on the bed while I drifted in and out of sleep. She did not fuss. She did not fret.


She's my little angel.