Yeah, Mummy haven’t been blogging for so so long, I know I know. Ain’t my fault. She is just tooooooo lazy to do anything right now. Guess ya’ll should know by now that she is carrying my lil sister in her right? She is currently 33 weeks pregnant and everyday I hear her complaining about aches and stuff. So I guess what I am trying to say here is, don’t blame her for the (very) lack of updates.
So anyway, let’s get to the important stuff here. Huh? what do you mean, ‘what important stuff?’. Me turning 2 of course. It is a huge deal ok. The no 2 is more than 1. I am not 1 anymore, I am 2. Ok? Ok.
Daddy & Mummy decided not to make a huge party this time round because Mummy’s not feeling too well because of the pregnancy. They decided to have a small celebration at home with just family and I think I kind of like it. Reason being, I don’t miss my nap time, I get to eat anytime I want and yes I don’t have to sweat buckets under the sun in my costume. Being at home with your loved ones beats any outdoor celebration, hands down!
Let’s get to it!
Having an animal themed party is the best idea since they know how much I LOVE animals (and ya dinosaurs too. Check out their sharp teeth! And goodness they are SO BIG) so thumbs up Mummy & Daddy on that. Mummy didn’t take long to shop for my mini party because hey you just need a mask for my party. I, however, wore a full lion costume. I very fierce, you scared or nyot?
Roooooarrrrrr!!!!! (are you peeing in your pants or whuttt?)
Moving on, as usual the others also tried to look like animals for my party too (but of course I looked the best) Let me show you.
Here is Kakak ShaSha as a rooster.
Kakak ShaSha made a card for me and I think she is so good in drawing. LOOK!
Right? Thank you Kakak ShaSha.
Next we have Mysha who is a Cat. Meowww…
I have never seen a cat with so much jewellery before. Hmmm.
How about Myreen? She is a cute lil Panda.
I don’t understand why this Panda look cross eyed here. Panda, are you ok?
For the first time ever, Nana decided to take part in dressing up for a theme party. Guess what she is..
A VERY fierce looking lion. I like.
You want to see what Dada looks like? (He chose a very suitable animal, I feel)
Dada Gorilla!! *shudders*
A few minutes later, I found the Gorilla here..
Exercising? Ok Dada Gorilla, well done.
Mama Diah and Papaq become bears and then I remember Mummy telling me bears are usually very chubby and snuggly. Maybe these 2 bears watch their diet.
(nice fringe there, Papaq Bear)
Here let me show you a confused family. Mama & Papa Bear gave birth to a Baby Panda, Cat and errr…Rooster?
Mama E confused me last night. I didn’t know what animal she is, but she looks more like a monster to me. We all ran away from here everytime she comes near us.
She said she will be selling this costume and more at her online store soon, so if you want to look like a monster, stay tuned to find out more.
Look here, Mama E trying to force me to buy her outfit. I just went “hmmm….lemme think about it”
Now let’s take a look at Uncle Bert who looks like a gay fox.
Hehe nice bushy tail there Uncle Bert!
Ouh, and we had someone new joined our party too. Aunty Mandy!
Aunty Mandy, I am not sure which animal you are, but since you are new I will not bully or make fun of you. In fact, I want to thank you for coming. (Please don’t be like Uncle Bert ah, always bully me)
Want to see Daddy?
Lion wore sunglasses and jacket. I swear I have never seen this kind of lion anywhere.
You must be wondering how Mummy looked like, but she was too busy taking everyone’s picture that she forgot to take hers! A picture of the lion family will do then
Do I look the fiercest or whutttt???
Even the helpers in the family participated in the theme. Here’s Aton and Estee!
Hehe a frog and a puppy!
A picture of all of us (without Uncle Bert & Aunty Mandy because Mummy and Daddy want me to take picture with everyone before I start roaring for real)
Then, they took out the CAKE. So clever ah, take it out at the very last minute so that I will get distracted and they can take tons of photos if me.
Of course I got distracted, just look at the cake!
Can you tell how amazed I am of the cake? Mummy ordered it from Comestivel, Aunty Yati. The cake doesn’t only look good on the outside, but look at the inside. And it tastes heavenly too!
Rainbow cakes are so in nowadays, of course I want one for my birthday too! Thumbs up Mummy, good choice! Everyone loved the cake.
Ok, now for some random pictures taken during the party.
Myreen didn’t want to put on her mask, and when she finally did…
I took mine off. WHAT? We are kids, we are supposed to make things difficult for the adults. Nyeh Nyeh. *high 5 Myreen!*
Do you know that Dada and Nana took 3 days to get me my presents?? Do you know that they bought me 6 different presents?? And because they know how much I love animals and dinosaurs, almost all of the presents I got was animals and dinosaurs. No complains, I go to sleep hugging a dinosaur aka Mummy. Hehe.
Sorry you took 3 days to find my presents Dada & Nana. Thank you for all 6 of them! (Daddy is afraid of the lion). To Mama E & Uncle Bert, thank you. I like the snake but because you keep wrapping me with it, I pretend to hate it. (Uncle Bert, you watch out). Aunty Mandy, thank you for the bubble gun, I love playing with bubbles but Mummy said it’s messy and I can only play in the bathroom *sad face*. Uncle Shafiq, thank you for your very funny card and the gift too. I know you are in a jungle somewhere in Brunei right now. Did you get to see lions??? I wish you were here for the party. We had macdonalds and we wanted to order an IB meal for you. Howell. Mama Diah, Papaq and Nadyas, thank you for the books. Till today Mummy still wonder how you managed to get such good books about dinosaurs for me. I love the books by the way. I asked Mummy to read for me every night and then I go to sleep roaring. Sometimes I woke up in the middle of the night just to roar. Thanks to your books.
I had a roarrrring good time turning 2 and because my birthday is so close to my Nenek, Mysha & Myreen, I get triple the fun! Today I will be Ken, Barbie’s boyfriend for Mysha & Myreen’s party. Look out for me later ya’ll.*peace*
Bye Bye for now!
After testing a few days ago and finding out that I am pregnant, I made an appointment to see a gynae to check how far along I am already. Unfortunately, no female gynae is availble soon enough, so I decided to see a male gynae just for this initial check up and will make an appointment with a female gynae for the subsequents check ups.
Today at 9.45am, I went for my first ever check up for my No 2. I was trying to stay cool despite being super excited to see the lil bean. Hehe. The check up with the male gynae was disappointing though, he is very insensitive and didnt really explain in detail when he did the scan. he didnt even check for baby’s heartbeat! He was cold and it was obvious that he wanted to get-it-over-and-done-with. The husband was making faces at me cos he too wasn’t happy. Sigh.
As per gynae (who couldnt care less!), I am 7 weeks pregnant and my due date is 101112. Isn’t that a nice date? BUT OF COURSE it won’t be so spot on la. I am sure I will deliver earlier. Tsk.
Honestly though, I wasn’t this excited when I first found out that I am pregnant. I mean, yes I want another baby, I just didn’t expect to get pregnant so soon. I thought that Shan will still need my attention and my intention was to breastfeed him until he turns 2. The husband and I wanted to try end of this year, but this is His gift to us and when I think about all the other women who are trying so hard to get pregnant, I say a little prayer thanking Him for giving me yet another great gift. 
However, there are some things that I DO NOT look forward to during and after pregnancy -
1. Weight gain – Cannot deny this fact. I have just lost all the weight and now I have to put on all the weight back. Lol
2. Morning sickness during 1st trimester – Fortunately, I am already reaching my 2nd month and no vomiting so far! Just that stupid weird taste in my mouth (i can go on forever about this)
3. Fatigue – Cannot tahan this one. Walk a little bit, I need to sit. I cannot even put on makeup standing. SO LAZY.
4. Mood swing – Yes I get moody one minute and another minute I can smile like a puppy.
Those isted above are all the things that will happen during the first trimester. 2nd trimester IS THE BEST part of pregnancy. I LOVE 2nd trimester. Nothing to complain about it, so moving on to the 3r and last trimester.
1. Heavy and difficulty walking – I remember when I was pregnant with Shan, I had so much difficulty walking and it was always so painful down there.
2. Nothing fits anymore – Your tummy is so big and round (your ass too) nothing can fit you. Yes, my last trimester I look like a tempayan.
3. The ‘is-it-today-is-it-not’ feeling EVERYDAY – yup, everyday I imagine going into labour and practice my urgent call to the husband (I always assume he will be at work)
…and then comes labour..
1. The ‘how many cm?’ – Gynae checking and putting their hands inside you, down there to check how many cm dilated you are. That is SO NOT FUN.
2. The wait – When will I deliver. When will the pain come? What will be baby look like? Will baby be healthy?
3. The CONTRACTIONS – BIG OUCH this one. I have no words to describe it lah. It’s like someone shove their whole arm inside you and turn your spine like 360 degrees for fun every 2-3 minutes.
4. The pushing – I pushed for 2 hours with Shan. He refused to come out and despite my gynae saying she wanted to use forceps, I kept saying no and kept pushing because I didn’t want to hurt baby or anything (but actually nope, forceps will not hurt baby at all)
..after baby is born…You will so bloody (literally) happy and thankful to Him. REALLY. But after that…
1. The stiches – yup, I can feel my gynae sewing me up like I am a cow with a very bad cut.
2. The soreness – I was so traumatized after the labour. The pain I felt below at the v-jay-jay was so so painful that when I sleep, I get nightmares that I am still in labour. It was horrible 
3. The recovery – this is the part that I am really not looking forward to. I felt helpless because I was in pain and couldn’t move much. I couldn’t attend to Shan that much and it made me feel so bad.
4. Hair Loss – yes I was bald at the sides after about 4 months of giving birth and hair only grew back when Shan was 9 months old!
That’s it! I just feel I should write all these down as memory. I am currently reading all my previous entries during my pregnancy with Shan and truthfully, despite all that I went through it is definitely worth it. Shan is the best thing that has ever happened to me and no amount of pain will stop me from having another baby of my own. A few months of pain is nothing compared to the laughter I get every single day when I see my baby.
May this journey be a smooth one for me, Inshaallah.
I might be a baby but I do know good stuff when I see them. Aunty Nani, truly love what you have done with the candy buffet corner. Thank you so much! You should see all of aunty nani’s work, they are superb! Email her at minicupcakes@gmail.com friends!
Can you spot a tiny shark? hehe. Aunty Ayu, you are awesomeeeeee!
I am so happy to be typing an entry on my blog about MY birthday. SO yes, have you heard that I turned 29 yesterday? Old news. I don’t feel any different from when I turned 28 last year…except err…I am a mother now. A very happy one.
It’s really hard for me to believe that I will be 30 next year. I remember making fun of my kaklong when she turned 30, calling her old and all. That was 5 years ago and I was 24, what do I know? But I also make fun of Diah when she turned 30 early this year…so I guess what I am trying to say is, some things never change. I am still very childish at 29. HAHA.
Speaking of which…there is one more thing that will never change when it comes to birthdays. Home party at the in laws with glorious food cooked by mak and daddy in law and our ridiculous themes. THAT will never change. It might just become a family tradition. It was especially special because everyone was there and everyone dressed up according to the theme.
And since it is my birthday, I get to choose the theme that I want and I decided on ‘ROCK’. Pretty easy right? So I thought. ‘aiyah…just slap on some eyeliner, black lipstick, Mohawk hair and done!’ I should have ‘think out of the box’ as per what Diah says. The rest of them are so creative! I know I don’t stand any chance to win this time round. DAMMIT.
So anyway, before I scare you with our individual pictures, I shall first show you the nicer pictures taken before we transformed ourselves.
FOOD cooked by mother in law. We are all so lucky don’t you think? Mak loves to cook especially if its for her family aka US. You should see the look on her face when we are all seated and eating the food she cooked together as family. She looks satisfied. Thank you mak! You are an awesome cook!
Cake from ‘Awfully Chocolate’ is sooooo good!
Shan already changed to his pjs.
The girls and me! Diah Mastura & Ili Diyana, where were you?!
“happy birthday to you….happy birthday to you…happy birthday to aan/kak nurul/ mapley/nurulaini..happy birthday to you….!”
Nobody else is interested in taking nice pictures nowadays. The rest only wants to dress up according to the theme and get their pictures taken. Bottom line is, we all love taking ridiculous pictures.
Are you ready?………
ANDA MAU ROCK??????
(ok lah, some of these rockers are not really rockers la huh…some are just MAT rock)
Innocent rocker Shan who only wants to bite everything.
MAT rock who went “Like Johnny Depp right?” 135634127391824 times.
<JD>
SURE NOT?!
See what I mean by NOT thinking out of the box? I look like I am about to host another Rock Elektra show. (super sore cos I rarely win any theme party!!)
This is a ROCKER people would call “dah relak ah”. That star on his left eye is so crooked, must be his daughter’s ‘project’. But look at him properly..he must have some relation to..
Minah rock. Sexy minah rock. But doesn’t she remind you of someone?
The I-am-so-cool-I-have-pig’s tail-hanging-out-at-my-back rocker.
This is a rocker who looks like Avril Lavigne.
The pretty rock chic.
Who say ‘Rock never dies’? This one sure wants to die.
The Rocker Rascal with blingbling on his face.
The ‘angry face’ Nadya rockers.
So who do you think is the most ridiculous looking rocker?
VOTE!
I would like to thank Mak & Daddy for always ALWAYS celebrating each and single one of our birthdays without fail. Thank you Ili & Bert for being there. It meant a lot to me and of course mak & daddy. Thank you to Sofia Dendroff for being so gung-ho about dressing up. Thank you Shafiq for ALWAYS participating no matter how tired you are. Thank you Diah for just being you, forever so silly but indirectly sweet towards me. Thank you Tatek for NEVER complaining about the theme we choose and for going along with anything at all, you are a great sport! Thank you Nadyas for being so cute and geyamzzzz!!!! Thank you dear husband for the beautiful gift and for accepting me for all that I am. Thank you Shan Ehan for your existence, you complete me.
Hoping to squeeze an update about this fidgety lil baby of mine. Yes, fidgety. VERY fidgety. Only 7 months old and he has shown signs of being a very active toddler in a few months time. Little Shanshine is no longer little.
Has it been 7 months already? That is 5 months to a year. It sure doesn’t feel like it. I still remember every little detail of my pregnancy and every little (not!!!!) pain I felt during labour. I remember pushing for 2 hours, I remember crying in pain and asking for Coke in the middle of pushing. I remember the very first time Shan looked at me in the delivery suite. His
eyes swollen, my eyes teary. He looked at me like he’s known me for the longest time even though we just met. I don’t think I will ever forget that. *wipes tears*
I was reading my weekly updates on my pregnancy and regret not updating on Shan’s monthly update ever since he was born. The first few months were kind of crazy, what with moving and all. I guess I am more or less settled now, so time shouldn’t be an excuse anymore. Still not too late to start, I suppose.
At 7 months, Shan is a really happy baby! He smiles at anyone. He smiles when he watched the news, he smiles at the toothless nyonyas, he smiles at the pictures of babies in books. Also, I think he has a thing for nyonyas. His favourite nyonya is a vegetable seller at the market. They seem to have a special bond.
But my happy little Shanshine has his tantrums too. Sleeping time is super important to him, and that is why I make sure he gets his nap during the day. He cannot stay awake for more than 2 hours during the day. He is a very good night sleeper though. He started sleeping through the night at 8 weeks. Went to bed at 8pm and wake up the next morning at 7am. Sometimes I will
wake him up and feed him, but other times I sleep through the night too. Hehe. BAD MUMMY.
But ever since I started him on solids, he wakes up at night at least once. I don’t know why, maybe he gets hungry. So I nurse him and he will go straight back to sleep. No fuss, no sound. He doesn’t even cry when he wakes up at night for a feed. He will just start blabbering to himself.
Naps during the day are very challenging though! He takes catnaps which lasts for 45mins-1hour and he gets sleepy again after about 2 hours of being awake. I’m trying to put him on a sleep routine, it is going to take time but I’m sure it will work soon! Here is his schedule every day.
7am – Wake up. Nurse.
7.30am – Shower, play.
8.45am – Nurse, nap.
11am (yes he naps for at least 2 hrs at this time everyday
w/o fail) – wake up, nurse.
11.15-11.45am – Lunch
11.45-1pm – Play.
1pm- Nurse. Nap
2pm (if I’m lucky) – Wakeup. Nurse.
2.15-5pm – Play. Nurse. (I try to keep him awake as much as possible)
5pm – Dinner.
5.30pm – Wash up!
6pm – 7.30pm – Nurse. Play/read/sing.
7.30pm – Nurse, sleep.
So far, everything is in place, except the timing between 2-5pm. By 4pm, he will squirm around and start rubbing his eyes wanting to sleep. Sometimes I put him down to sleep, but only for 10 minutes or so. Maybe when he starts crawling he will fill that time with ‘cleaning’ up! Hehe
Speaking of which, he haven’t started crawling yet but he is almost sitting on his own. I let him sit on his own
without any support and he can sit for 10 seconds before tumbling to the side. Like humpty dumpty you know. Oh! And when he is engrossed in playing (his favourite is the stacking bowls!) sometimes he can sit for a whole minute on his own. However, he prefers to stand most of the time, but with support of course.
I’m not rushing him though; he can take his own time on all the motor skills. It will happen eventually anyway.
Nursing – yes he is still on full breast milk. I don’t know for how long more I’d like to breastfeed him, but I am hoping to go on until he is at least a year old. Nursing gets easier and easier with time. I remember how freaking painful it was when I first started nursing him. I actually dread feeding him, oh my goodness. It was that bad! So new mummies, if you intend to
breastfeed your newborn please know that it might be hard at first but it will get easier and better soon! I have been receiving a few emails from readers about breastfeeding and I am happy to reply to any questions about breastfeeding.
Everyday Shan is surprising me with new things. Yesterday he giggled when I went “the fire engine goes nee-nar nee-nar nee-nar!”. Yes and I repeated that so many times just to hear the same giggle over and over and OVER again. Today, when I asked him, “where is the tiger?” He turned and looked at the sticker of a tiger on his room wall. I find so much joy in simple things like these nowadays!
And before people start to think that I am bragging about my perfect baby (but he is to me!), let me first tell you that I have bad days too. Just yesterday, my little smiley happy baby wants to show the grumpy side of him at a very wrong time. When the suria crew was here to shoot a Mothers’ Day interview! Sigh. Sigh. He was sleepy and squirmy almost throughout the
entire shoot! Good luck editing the footages, Latiff! Hehe
So there you go…7 month old Shan Ehan and his antics. I love this squirmy gundeng deng gundeng so much, if you can’t already tell by now. :p
Here he is blabbering…
LOVE!
A few weeks ago, a dear friend of mine had to abort her baby girl, who was already 5 1/2 months old in her tummy. I was very much affected by what she had to go through, especially since it was her parents who forced her to get rid of the baby. She really wanted to keep her baby. She begged her parents, but I guess it’s already fated. Her daughter already has a place in heaven. Till today, whenever I think of her, I think of her baby girl. I couldn’t stop thinking about it and so I started tweeting about it. Not surprisingly, I received MANY MANY replies about it and most of them were surprised that my friend’s parents had the heart to ‘kill’ their own grandchild. Well, I guess we won’t be able to know how they feel unless we are in their position right? What if it happens to your daughter? If she gets pregnant out of wedlock, would you force her to abort her baby? Even I don’t have an answer for that.
So anyway, I would like to share with you an email I received from someone who went through a situation just like my friend, except it is a little bit different….
“Hi Nurul
I was reading your tweets regarding your friend’s abortion and it gave my heart a little squeeze. Even though my story and hers is very different, I know damn well what she is going through. I’d msg you on twitter if i could but my accnt is private and you were’nt following me.. so i couldn’t do that.
Let me introduce myself, I am in my early twenties and is a mother to a 4 month old babygirl. Just like your friend, my pregnancy was a secret too. I kept it from my parents for a whole 6 months. But; unlike your friend, I didn’t have the support of my then-boyfriend(who is now my husband) during the first 6 months of the pregnancy. I went through the first 6 months on my own.
I was only 11weeks along then when we found out I was pregnant and we were still deciding what to do with my pregnancy. I was half-hearted to abort and to keep the baby. It was simply.. hard. On the other hand, my then-boyfriend was hell-bent on aborting the baby. We were given a counselling session too before the real abortion. Only thing is, he didn’t turn up. I turned up alone. I didn’t know what I was thinking then, but i gave in to him. I signed the abortion papers. On the day I was supposed to go through the abortion, we were already just standing outside the clinic door but I couldn’t. I just couldn’t. I walked off from the clinic and whatever happens after that.. will remain in history.
Even though she haven’t fully developed in my tummy, she already had heartbeats. It broke my heart into a million pieces knowing that I have to abort this baby in my tummy who is depending on me to live a life . She is not depending on anyone else, but me. I couldn’t just let her down like that. And I am not about to make her pay for my mistake. Afterall, at that point of time, I was already a mother to an unborn child. And I would do what all mothers would do for their children, that is to protect them with all their life.
When my parents found out about my pregnancy, the both of them wouldn’t talk to me. They couldn’t even look at me in the eye. I knew I let them down really bad. And I really feel sorry I brought this upon them because I am also the one among my siblings they had high hopes for. But all I am asking for was for them to acknowledge my baby as their grandchild. That’s all.
I’m really thankful and blessed that my gloomy days was just a passing phase. Everything became better around my 7th month pregnancy. My family were supportive and my then-boyfriend had a total change of his heart. Now, she is the apple of everyone’s eyes. Everytime I bring her out, she surely will bring a smile on anyone’s face.
Everytime I look at her now, I still feel a squeeze in my heart. I can sometimes feel the pain too. This is the first time I ever stood so strongly by my decision. I am not a fighter, I let go of things easily. So this is the first time I fought for anybody/anything. It sure does hurt whenever people give me that doubting look, but I wouldn’t let that stand in my way. In fact, I let nothing stand in my way.
I hope this could be an inspiration to any girls out there who are going through this hard moment.. since your blog have a high traffic.
If you do publish my story,I hope you won’t publish my website too. I do not like getting the attention and many still do not know that my babygirl is made with love out of wedlock. Thank you. ”
:’( Like she said, I really hope her story can help others who are facing the same situation. Even if you are unable to keep the baby, maybe put it up for adoption? There are so many couples who have been trying to conceive for so long but couldn’t.
I don’t know, maybe I am just way too affected by this because I have a baby. I cannot imagine my life without my baby now. Yes, he cries, poops, gets cranky and needs attention and all but at the end of the day, when I look at him sleeping, there is an overwhelming feeling of love for him.
If you are facing the same situation, I hope you will make the right decision for yourself. At the end of the day, it is YOUR baby and your baby is depending on you to live.
Born on 21st september 2010 at 1006hrs, you weigh 3.2kg and your height was 52cm. Oh my, delivering you wasn’t as easy as I thought. You were sleeping throughout labour and when you slide out of me, you were still in deep sleep! Here’s a video of you seconds after you came out of mummy.
We brought you home the next day and instantly our lives changed. Amazing how a tiny tiny baby like you can turn our lives around. Mummy didn’t sleep at all the first 2 nights. You wake up every half hour. Both mummy and daddy were so new to parenthood, we didn’t know what you wanted and we thought you were always hungry. Mummy’s milk took 4 days to come in and daddy was starting to worry about you not getting enough. The first few days was tough. Mummy felt so sad, like I was unable to nourish you with what you need, but I didn’t give up. I persevered and bear the pain of cracked and sore nipples. It hurts like a $#%$&#*^(^!*^%*!#%*#%!)(@_$_)#%_$!
Honestly though, if it weren’t for the support I get from aunt dee and daddy, I wouldn’t have been able to do it. Although Daddy were worried for you, he never stopped encouraging me, he did everything I asked him to and even went out to buy creams and lotions to ease the pain mummy was going through. He deserves a big wet kiss from you!
Do you know that Daddy even did all of the work at home and all I had to do was attend to you? He didn’t let me do anything else; he even prepared breakfast for me every morning. Oh how I miss those days! I felt like a queen!
So anyway, on the 4th day when milk starts coming in, all you do all day everyday is feed and sleep. You are a fuss free baby, an angel! I had to wake you up for milk at night and no one believes me when I tell them this.
By the 2nd week, you were pretty much used to the routine. Wake up in the morning, feed, strip, play, shower, feed and nap. You HATE getting changed and you would scream bloody murder every single day when it’s time to dress you. Very stressful for both mummy and daddy you know?! :p
3rd week, you are more settled. I still can’t tell what your cries meant and most of the time when you cry, I feed you, tried to put you to sleep and you started crying again. Only to realise that you’ve pooed a whole lot! After diaper change, you will *almost* immediately go to sleep. That’s how easy you are. Basically, there is always a reason why you are crying.
Oh and how can I forget about the swaddling problem I had with you! You HATE to have your movements controlled, so you fight to get out of the swaddle till your face turn blue! I gave up many times and tried to let you go to sleep without the swaddle, but you would end up slapping yourself with your hands and you won’t be able to sleep. So what did I do? I swaddle you when you are half asleep. You were tricked darling! I placed the swaddle in your cot, and when you started to get drowsy, I put you in your cot and I swaddle you real tight. Easy peasy! But of course, by the time you wake up, your swaddle would look like this.
For now, I can’t stand to be apart from you. I am really afraid that I’d miss out on something, so when I went for shoot, I brought you along. Of course, I also brought Nana along to take care of you while I work. Not sure how it will be for the months to come when I need to work. Let’s not think about it for now, shall we?
So there you go…a whole month of being with you.
A year of waiting, 9 months of carrying and 18 hours of labour is nothing…now that I have you. You are all that matters now, my little Shanshine! Looking forward to the many months to come, insyaallah.
I love you,
Mummy.
As promised, a picture of my baby Shan Ehan Bin Muhamad Sofian born on 21st Sept at 1006hrs.
We would like to thank our family, dear friends who came to visit us at the hospital, those who sent gifts to our house, online friends from Twitter, Facebook and everyone else for all your kind prayers and well wishes. We were overwhelmed by the number of messages we received congratulating us on the birth of our baby. May Allah bless you, Amin.
“We’re a family now!”
