A RAMADHAN GIFT

This is an extremely overdue post. I totally forgot about this write up and it was left in the draft box for a good 2 years. I only realised it now as I was going to share something about Soraiya. Since I have never introduce Soraiya in any of my prior posts, it is necessary for me to publish this post first before sharing anything else concerning Soraiya. Plus, I could always return to this post whenever I miss the baby in Soraiya. Anorther clue of how overdue this post is: Soraiya is now a KAKAK for 2 months now. -_-

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One thing about writing this post is that, I find myself overwhelmed with the things I want to say as I have so much to share and that I want this post to be the most beautiful post ever. This post is more of a documentary of my journey into the world so beautiful that I would never ever trade it with anything else in this world. It is the journey of MOTHERHOOD. So, I will not forget the beautiful moments & also to celebrate the 6 months of my journey as a mother.

On 2.7.2013, at 4.26 a.m. my husband & I was bestowed with the best gift. A daughter. Just 8 days prior to the arrival of the holy month of Ramadhan Al Mubarak. Every moment is still fresh in my mind as if it was only yesterday I gave birth to my darling angel, Soraiya.

Soraiya, a day after she was born :)

12.6.2013

Soraiya did not complete her movement cycle at the usual time. Husband & I was slightly worried and thought of just checking to make sure everything is fine. We went to Gombak Medical Centre (GMC) and a CT Scan & CTG was done. We were then advised to go to the Selayang Hospital as they found that the amniotic fluid in my womb had reduced. The same was confirmed by Selayang Hospital. I guess you guys can figure what happen after that :P yeah I was hospitalised. Alhamdulillah, All Praises to the Almighty, I was hospitalised only for a day. As a result of that the hospital referred me to their specialist and I was made to come back on a regular basis. 

1.7.2013 @ 37 weeks

At 11 am (the 2nd appointment)  did a CT scan & again it was found that the amniotic fluid has reduced. As a result of which the doctor wish to induce labour on the same day. Before that was done, the normal checks were carried out i.e. V.E and the funniest happened. MY WATER BAG BROKE. Yes my water broke at the time doctor was examining me. Hahahaha. So the situation became kelam kabut with the search of pads. It was really funny when I reflect back to that very moment. (literally smiling when writing this part). Then off I go to the ward with my husband.

At the ward the doctor  inserted Prostin. Prostin is use to induced labour & people say that labour induced is more painful then natural labour. I have no clue at all as it did not really hit me. By 6 pm I could sense minor contractions. It was still manageable. At that point I just can't wait to see my husband. Once visitation hours are open, I see my husband, my mum & my dad. Yeay! :P My mum would walk with me along the corridor as  walking helps ease the contraction pain and helps ease the labour process. But nothing really happened till almost 10 pm. That was when it really hit me. God the feeling is something that I have no words to explain. To say its pain its not. It is more of a very uncomfortable feeling that you seriously want it to be over. By then I was all alone in the ward. My husband patiently waited for me outside the ward room as no visitors are allowed after 7 pm. How I wish I was with my husband at that time. Cause at times like that you need support, you need your partner.

No matter how I positioned myself it just did not feel right. I keep getting off the bed and visit the restroom. My husband on the other had keeps text-ing me to recite duas, dzikir. He lend me his support through all those messages. Though there are times I can't even look at the phone concentrating to ease myself from that uneasy, discomforting feeling.

I went to the restroom for countless times till at around 3 am the doctor did a VE & found that I have dilated 7 cm. By 3.30 a.m off I go to the labour room. As I was pushed out from the ward and the door swung opened, there I see my husband getting out of the mussolla & to join me in the labour room

@ Labour room

Changed into the appropriate attire & was left alone for a moment with my husband. Till today I can remember me holding his hands tight as he caress my head & joined me reciting duas & dzikirs. He was wearing a red-shirt with jeans and those tired eyes (he was there from 9 am till the time I went into labour room)

Doctor came to do a VE & to her shock found that the baby's head is already out. hahaha & she was screaming calling the midwife to get thing ready. "Kak cepat-cepat, kepala baby dah keluar" while she lay her utensils ready.

I pushed with all my might but it was not enough. They were cheering me like all those cheerleaders cheering their team. But this cheer is even bigger than that. It is a cheer towards life. The birth of my daughter, Soraiya. My husband was also part of the cheering team. He pulled his face away at the first glance of seeing the baby's head out but he realise I saw that very gesture, he braved himself & continued supporting & reciting the duas and dzikir with me.

@ 4.29 am - the birth of Soraiya

Till today I can remember the doctor asking me for one final push when I kept pausing. I went like "Ok, Ok tweet I try one more time" (like seriously shazwani?) hahahaa. & that FINAL push I saw my darling came out as if she just finished a roller coaster ride. Covered with blood, she was already crying. She did not need the spanking like you always see on TV. Hahahaha

I fell in love once again @ 4.29 am. It was first love as our skin touched. I teared as I held her close, admiring her little fingers and tiny hand. Can't stop kissing her. I have now met the lil one who was growing inside me by the will of Allah s.w.t. The joy of holding her was so great that I can't feel a thing when the doctor was stitching me. Once everything was done, they took Soraiya for cleaning & I got myself a milo. (hospital provided it). A very light hot milo. To get me back on my feet.

While waiting for Soraiya, I asked for another Milo (hahaah muka tak malu) it was extremely cold so I just had to ask for another cup :P. Once Soraiya is ready, I was back at the ward, nursing & enjoying my new company. Lil' Soraiya.


This was the most beautiful journey in my life after my wedding. It is one journey I cannot believe I have experienced.  I shall cherish every single moment as every single of them warms my heart in their own ways.

I shall end this post with a few beautiful photos of lil' Soraiya.

The day Soraiya came home  

@ 2 Months

Soraiya's 1st stroll at the park

Soraiya during Eid 2015

I HAVE A BLOG? REALLY?

Hey everyone,

Guess the title says it all. I totally forgot that I have this blog. Hahahaha.

Can't wait to start filling the blog with my ramblings. Thinking of the things that I came across from DECEMBER 2013, phew I must say I don't even know where to even begin with. *takes deep breath*.

Anyways, I've got to start somewhere no?..hehehe

So peeps, please do the following:

WATCH THIS SPACE

XOXO

A DAY AT THE OFFICE : THE UNUSUAL

This is going to be a very short entry. Just my ramblings on what happened at the office last Thursday (26.12.2013). 

It was the usual morning routine. I was having a quick breakfast at the pantry with my staff when suddenly a bird flew inside. YES! A  BIRD! You see, there is this particular ceiling board which was put aside during repair works few months back and it was not put back leaving the ceiling open.

So the story goes like this... I was sipping the last sip of my coffee or Milo, can't really remember. Anyhow, as I took that last sip the bird came flying inside and rested on the bin & there I was screaming. Hahaha. You guys must be thinking: burung pun nak jerit ke?. Try be with a bird in a very small confined area. Hah then you'll know :P The bird was staring at me & I thought 'there goes if this bird flies to my direction.' My gut feeling was right, the bird started flying but nasib baik it went to the main area. My staff and chambering student went hysterical. Including me..hehehehe

The ceiling (now put back to its original place) where the bird made its way

It sat on the shelf and no matter how you shoo it away it just refuse to budge. We opened all windows particularly the pantry's & the office door hoping it will fly out towards those directions. 

Then we realized that it is confused & lost. Ye lah from a huge space in the air to a very confined place. Mana tak panic burung tu dengan kitorang menjeritnya lagi..hahaah kesian burung tu. It kept flying & found no exit. Our screams definitely did not help the bird. Everytime I see the bird flying I would run to and lock myself in the conference room. Eventually the bird notices the sunglight from my office room window & off it flew away and was reunited with all its buddies up in the sky & roof tops. 

It sure is the funniest encounter for the year 2013.

I shall leave this post with the mess the bird made & the type of bird that sure made our day craaaaazy.

The mess the bird created 

This was the star of the day. Did not shoot any photo of the bird flying as I was busy screaming. hahah

(credits goes to http://www.soarnomore.com)

WAKING UP AND FALLING ASLEEP TO A BEAUTIFUL VIEW

It’s been a while since my last post. Super duper long I must say. I have actually drafted this sometime but wasn’t sure whether to make it public or let it remain unpublished. Then I thought why not just publish it. After all this is what my blog is all about. About the things I see and my perspective towards it.

So here it goes. Ever since my last post, I have been busy cleaning to move into my current home. It’s been hectic as at that time I wasn’t feeling so good, hospitalized and losing my appetite. It was a difficult moment for me but Alhamdulillah I managed to overcome it. I was super excited cleaning up my new place before moving in with all the household stuffs till I forgot that I should take a seat back and chill as I was at the early stage of my pregnancy.

1^st February 2013 was the date when all cleaning comes to end. It was the day I started life at a new place. It was like a new chapter in my life. Getting married, getting use to the WIFE title, and moving into a new home. Everything happened so quickly that I had no time to actually swallow the facts. It was all about getting things in order and organized. I must say it was tiring.

A few weeks after moving into the new place, I begin to explore the neighborhood. Just to make sure where I can shop my groceries, wet market, postal services, banks etc. I must say I kinda miss the old neighborhood, simply because the old neighborhood has more interesting shops and eatery joints. Lucky me, my new home is just a few minute drive to the old neighborhood. So it’s not that bad ;)

However one thing that makes me fall in love with this new home is its surrounding. Probably if any of you guys were to come around this area will not like it as the road structure is a lil’ off due to several development going on but the moment you reach the end of the road there stood the entrance to my new place. Since it’s at the end of the road surrounded by just the hills and greeneries it’s an awesome place to relax. I have never experience a place so quiet like this. Except during holiday stays. There are days when the wind would blow so strong that you can hear its windy gushing sound. When it rain, just let the sliding door open and you can smell the refreshing scent of the rain pouring down.  When the sun rises, the whole house is lit up with its sunlight, not a single corner misses the sun light. When night falls, it’s even more breath taking. The balcony view allows you to enjoy the street lights of the neighboring area and also the back road that joints my area to the old neighborhood. When everyone goes to sleep and all activity remains still, all you see is the tiny spots of the street lights. It’s a view that soothes the eye, which captivates the heart and lets you forget all trouble that’s bothering mind. That is how I would describe the view. Whether it’s the balcony, the second room, the master bedroom or the yard this is the view you see. Except for my lil’ brother’s room where most of his view is conquered by the concrete walls of the other block and the cement floors of the parking lot and just a glimpse of the breath taking view.

There is still a lot to do in this house, there’s no hurry. Bit by bit that’s my concept.

I thank Allah S.W.T for all that he has given me. Now all I await for is the return of my husband to share this beautiful home together.

Till my next post  

p/s: I shall post pictures of the scenery in my next post In Sha Allah.

A NIGHTMARE

Alright, alright the title is a lil' exaggerating. It's not that spooky kinda nightmare like cerita hantu...hehehe. Its me having forgotten my HUSBAND'S BIRTHDAY.Yes!! a wife who forgets her husband's birthday. Teruk kan kan??

Now here's how it all started..I have been sick for sometime, was put on drips etc. All that made me weak. I cant even taste my food well due to the medication. Yucks. My husband flew from Singapore to just make sure that I get better. Once I was ok, he left again to join ship. Just as I thought "Yahoo!! I feel good!" it hit me again. Sigh. So all I thought of at that time was to get well and get out of that sickness. 

15.12.2012 was the date. Husband called to check how I was doing and all. So I happily told him what I did as I felt slightly better, telling him every detail of what I did and was going to do. You know when you are far apart from one another you get excited kan. Hehehe. Suddenly he asked me "Are you guys celebrating any special occasion today?" and I go like "Hmmm what's the special occasion today? No I don't know of any special day today." then he goes "ohhh I see" and silly me went on "ok today's date is the 15.12.2012 kan" that's when it hit me. OMG!!!!! well there's no way I can mend that right? no way I can pretend that I was joking of forgetting his birthday. I was caught and the spot light is right on me.

When it hit me I just don't know what to say. I fumbled on my words. I keep apologizing. I mean how could I ever forget his birthday. I have never forgotten his birthday when we were courting and we've never gotten the opportunity to celebrate mine or his birthday as he had always been at sea during my birthdays and his except for this year. I was fortunate enough as he came back from sea just on my birthday month.

I felt even more bad when I remembered how my husband threw a surprise party for me on my birthday. Dah lah on that morning of my birthday I merajuk with him cause he didn't wish me. I wanted him to be the first person to wish lah kan. Even until I was back at home I still didn't get any wish from him. I was really upset. He then took me for a drink near home and suddenly when our drinks arrived he rushed me to finish my drink after receiving an sms on his phone. I was so pissed off. No birthday wish, and now rushing me off to finish my drink.

To my surprise when I reached home, I found that he had actually planned for a birthday party. It was so sweet of him. He actually called up my sister to bake a birthday cake for me. (my sister has an on-line bakery. I shall cover about her business in my next blog alright) ;). Isn't that just so adorable of him.

So when I actually forgot his birthday I felt really bad. So from today onwards I shall mark my calendar well.

Just a short note before I end this entry. Women has always been associated with the fact that they go sulky when their birthday is forgotten. But I beg to differ. Its just human to feel a lil' down when the person dear to you just plain forget your birthday. Like me :p Come on who doesn't. Unless they are the kind who just don't care about birthdays lah kan. hehehe.

So that was my nightmare that I shall never want to repeat. Told ya not that spooky pun.hahahaha.

Till my next post. Ciao.

THE ULTIMATE ENTRY

Hello peeps,

I have been meaning to create my own blog but whenever the word BLOG comes into mind I go like what am I suppose to write??? After many blog hopping I kinda notice that some bloggers write on specific matter that interest them like fashion, food, travel, recipes, art & craft. So my mind go "Waaaa!! maybe I should focus on one topic huh?" Just as I thought I gotta choose a topic, I stumbled upon a few other blogs that talk about general issues that affects their lives. Anything that interest them.

In fact a friend of mine told me that blogging depends on what you wanna share. It can be like a journal of things that you like. Here are those blogs that deals with general matters that interest them. http://www.dinashuz.blogspot.com/ and http://www.ninajazmina.blogspot.com/ I love how these blogs are written. Its very casual and laid back.  Check them out ya!

So now that I know what I really want to say in my blog, I say why should I waste anymore time :p. So peeps this blog is gonna be filled with all kinda stuff from recipes, places, food outlets to anything thats FUN :). So dont forget to watch this space ya.

Till my next post.