All those are tests

We're being tested this month. With lots of thing to manage and think of. These are the few that i have to share, or else my head will explode.

But anyway, we're still very alive and normal. So, i guess, we manage our tests and pass it. And thank Allah for always be there and reminding us that we're His servant.

Demam campak
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Ilhan first got it.. 'demam campak' ! she's not happy about the rashes and itchiness, but she's ok, she can still enjoy her play time and sleep soundly except for the first night infection.

Then the virus infect khairin. At first, she seemed ok. Mild fever, 2 vomitting session and diarrhea, but her rashes were all small. And i took for granted. I went to KL for a workshop, leaving them with the babysitter, thinking that the infection would not be any severe.

Bad news on my arrival to penang. Khairin's back is horribly 'mengelupas'. Pity her, the rashes turned to 'kudis'. And sometimes, it bleeds. Alhamdulillah, she's a strong girl. She cries, but she did not 'merengek'. And lucky her for having Ilhan as sister, Ilhan played with her, so she can forget the pain.

That contributes to my 2 days urgent leave. And my 2 days of work will be loaded tomorrow...

The pregnancy pain
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I have never feel this pain during the first two pregnancy. All the 3 trimesters are ok, even though not comfortable. But this time around, the pain is unbearable. It is only my 4th month, but i feel difficult to walk. At first, i thought its the shoe, or maybe my fast walking pace, but shoes changed and i walked slowly now, i still find it difficult to lift my leg and walk straight without pain.

In addition to that, i also face sleeping problem. I find it hard to get a good sleeping position, let alone to have a good 6 hr sleep. I woke up at least 3 times every night, and laying down is painful.

The financial planning
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We haven't discuss it seriously yet. Maybe because hubby knows it is going to be a headache. But with the baby coming, we need to do the planning. We're still maid hunting, eventhough now there are other options, like the old babysitter is willing to take care all of them (which of course will cost us a lot more than hiring a maid, but at least we know our babysitter is an expert of babies and kids, and she would not run away), and sending ilhan to kindy.

Afterall, the cost would increase. But at least, with planning we'll see options, and ways to manage the increasing cost.

the very 1st year

this sunday would be Khairin's 1st birthday. We will most probably celebrate it in Kelantan. I don't mind the location, as long as it should be a memorable and happy day for Khairin.

For me, birthday is a day when u must celebrate joyfully. And it is not merely a blind celebration, it is a celebration to remind us how a year has past, yet we're still blessed by Allah. It is a day when one need to rewind what has been done in the past one year and what has been gained. A year older don't just mean a number plus one, it is an indication of experience we should gain and knowledge we should learn. It's not just a day to eat cake, it is a lot more.

So basically, when anyone implies that birthday is not worth celebrating, i would strongly be against that. How would you measure your years of life, when you don't stop to ponder on one good day ? And surely it is a big blessing from Allah, to give us a full one year of life !! Does that sound anything worth celebrating?

Hubby always ignore birthdays. His reason is always that he is not use to celebrate birthday. But this year, this time, I am going to make sure that he'll understand the need and the importance of celebrating Khairin's birthday. It's her first year, it is her year of learning to walk, to smile, to see the world in colors, to recognize me, hubby and kakak, to have 2 set of teeth, etc. The least we can do is to up hold our hand, and say thank you to Almighty Allah.

the mandarin orange

So it's mandarin oranges !! it taste sweet-sour-juicy.. i like it so much that i can eat the whole box of 32 oranges in 3 days.. (forget about the acidity whatsoever).

That just described my condition :

• sweet : of course, i always am. anyway pregnant ladies are the sweetest women on earth.
  
• sour : i'm in a financial crisis (that bad huh?) state. i don't know about others, but thinking about debts made me scared.
  
• juicy : don't know exactly how to create an analogy between juicy and my life, but the kids has always be my juice of life!

by the way, we've been thinking on hiring a maid to help us with the kids and housework. But with the upcoming baby, they'll be 3 of them, and we do not think maid can deal with that. Unless she's a pro. But getting a good maid depend on your luck some say. So, the decision is not finalize yet.

And we'll be going to hubby's kampung this weekend, and spending CNY there. Most probably, Kelantan would not celebrate CNY, but we'll still be getting mandarin orange there, or maybe siamese orange. Khairin Masyitah's birthday will be celebrated in Kelantan. I really hope this would be a celebration, it is her 1st birthday. It is important.

Will jot down on my humble request to celebrate her birthday joyfully, no matter where, later.

For now, maid hunting !!

Loads of headache

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Ache in the head, but unfeel physically. Due to my bad habit of delaying/postponing my works, I suffer a great 'logical' headache. Tones and tones of unfinished work are now loaded in front of me, (yet i still have got time to blog !?), i feel the need to just abandoned some of it.



Some said, do not avoid work, face it one by one. You'll know how good it feel to complete a long delayed work. I have now a log book of tasks i should do. I am not a big fan of manual records, but neither do i prefer the so-called automated records. Maybe i just hate recording. But the importance of records are undeniable. Especially when i need a checklist on what should i do next, whats important or urgent now, and better, with records i can track back my old tasks.



So, there goes. A good start i believe. The logbook was a simple reminder to what i shall do, what's still pending. When i met staff or my superior, at least i would not write everything inside my head like i used to do. I can feel the difference after a week of using it. I feel alert. Well, hope it continues, so i would not be a last minute person again.



Can't continue with this, since i have an important task to do. (see the impact ?)

after deleting the previos draft post

I have just deleted my previous post. It does not sound me... hmm at least it does not sound the way i want to potray myself. I was in anger mode. Anger made me evil. I don't want to read a post when i can be reminded of how evil i can get.

Anyway, i've just went for my routine checkup yesterday. It was a normal routine check up except for when the gynae found out that my skin is drying and needs extra-aqua typed cream, and of course i need to drink a lot. Due to the dryness, my skin irritates badly. The gynae suggest it could be due to pregnancy since no one else in the house were affected. I've tried washing my skin over and over using dettol soap, no effect. I guess she's correct, it's not fungal, its just dryness and the pregnancy thing.

Well that went ok. The best part is, when i insist on knowing the baby's gender. Well, this is my 3rd pregnancy and i am done with the surprises. I need to know. She was tracing hardly, with the ultrasound machine, zooming in and out, and taking her time measuring all neccessary measurement on my baby. She wipe my tummy twice with the jelly, and zoomed in again. She said " well, i guess XY, see the bone there, something is in between there." Honestly, i do not know what's XY is. But by the way she's talking it should be a boy! Hubby went and say,
"So, XY ?",
"Yes" the gynae replied.
"It's a boy" hubby said,
he's a medical grad drop-out, he's slightly smarter than me so he knows what's XY is. I just can't stop smiling. I've been waiting for a boy. And not that i'll be sad if it turns out to be a girl, maybe gynae mistakenly predict it. But this is already a good news to me.

Just hope that Dr Teh (by the way the gynae's name is Dr Teh), is correct. And Allah has granted me a boy. I am so thankful for that.

He's already kicking now, actively , so i can start my plan for him. The blue bedsheet, and pillow cover.... na na na na.. i am happy. Thank you Allah.