Ramblings of a Mami of Two

Okay, we're calling him Adik now, since we haven't really decided on his names. We still have 7 days left. Back to the story.  Alhamdulillah, I have safely delivered Adik on Monday, 7 January 2013 at 257 pm. He weighs a healthy 2.95 kg, a mere .01kg lighter than his big brother. Adik, fresh from oven. Latched on perfectly the first time I fed him and refused to let go. Kuat mengopek, Mak kata. His birth in chronological order: Saturday, January 5, 2013 It was the day for our weekly baby check up. I was informed that baby is quite huge and is probably 3.2 kg at this time. Honestly, I was VERY scared. My petite (I believe I am petite) frame cannot take anything larger that 3.2 wey! Doc said I was already at 37 weeks and baby looks matured enough to come out. I  freaked out and told Ach to take me jalan-jalan to expedite the delivery process. Lagipun I was already feeling too heavy.  We pusing-pusing IKEA that day and bought stuff ...

I think I'm on a blogging mojo here, so let's resuscitate the blog selagi the mojo is around.  Sooo I have been reading my previous entries... especially the ones on me feeding kimi. Breastfeeding, solid food, etc. After a few entries I came to a few conclusions: Mannnn I was THAT meticulous. I had never been a meticulous person before, so the fact that I changed for that tiny creature? Amazing. Amahzing I tell yah.  People must've seen me as an ass. Yeap. I would call myself an ass back then.  You see, it felt really good when you know you are doing your best to ensure that your kid gets the best food. You prefer home-made stuff, cube everything that can be cubed, color- and date-coded the freezer's contents so they look pretty and neat, bought an expensive food warmer though it wasn't that necessary, bought SUPER CUTE feeding sets (not 1, but 5 sets), yadda yadda. Did your best to avoid sugar and salt at all costs, only refered to annabel karmel fo...

About raising a kid Kids respond better to positive words. eg. " Baby, promise mommy you'll behave tonight. " instead of " Kimi jangan naughty tau nanti mommy puk ". 85% of the time he will behave. For the other 15%, terpaksa la marah when you've passed your patience threshold. Sebenarnya they are testing you, they just wanna see how far they can go. They like to get involved with whatever it is ur doing, like pushing the luggage trolley. They like to feel important. It keeps' em well behaved too. eg. " Kimi, mommy nak pack barang. Kimi tolong pack toys kimi and put them in this bag boleh? " Kids will be happy if you said you trust them to behave. More often than not they WILL behave. But sometimes hitting them does the trick just as well. There is nothing much to worry about if your kid doesnt wanna eat at mealtime. They will eat when they're hungry. But this is made easier when he can talk, because he will let you know when he's hu...

Masa tengah gila shopping baju baby dulu, Ach and I main belasah je beli semua onesies , tshirts, and pants yang kitorang rasa cute. I mean, we were two excited first-time parents, semua benda pun kitorang rasa cute. Macam allergic tengok shops like Brands Outlet or FOS Kids.Asal nampak je mesti masuk, dah tu mesti beli. Kalau keluar shopping nak cari baju Mommy, alih2 baju mommy tade baju kimi gak tambah lagi satu. Or tiga. Udahnya in the end, Kimi's clothes bertimbun2 memang lagi banyak dari baju aku, sampai tak terpakai2 pun. The only reason tak pakai is because those baju are onesies, which were very adorable on Kimi when he was still a baby. But Kimi kan dah almost 2 years now, jadi I don't like to dress him in onesies anymore. I think onesies are cute on infants, not toddlers. Not even when worn with pants outside. Skema ish ish. Jadinya I have quite a couple of new onesies yang cantik, nak pakai macam skema, tak pakai sayang. Thanks to TinyDecor , I had turned his ones...

" Kimi ni dah besar dah ni, dah nak tatih ni, dah boleh pakai walker dah ni! nanti lambat sangat pakai walker ni lambat dia pandai jalan nanti ni! " . Lately, we've been getting suggestions like that, but we have reservations. I read somewhere that walkers are not good for baby's physical development, but didn't really pay attention that time sebab belum kena pakai lagi. So recently I did a bit of googling and this is what I found ( source ): Newer-style walkers have large trays that prevent infants from seeing their moving feet . Walkers of all sorts (new style, with trays, and old style, without trays) prevent infants from exploring and grabbing at things around them, which is critical to their early mental development. Walkers give parents the false impression that the baby is safer in one of them , than left free to crawl on the floor. The truth is that walkers effectively give babies the mobility of a toddler at 5 months - abilities that neither the baby has...

Last Saturday we took Kimi to Tumbletots at The Curves for its Gymbabes trial class. It was a 45-minutes session of physical activities for the babies. The first 5 mins or so was for warming up, 35 minutes for the activities and last 5 minutes for warming down. Warming up and down includes singing and doing some hand and leg movements, while physical activities include climbing up and down ramps, ladders, practice jalan aided by bars. There were only 3 babies and 7 trainers, which I think is a good number for a small class. Anyways here are my comments: The class is a bit on the expensive side. The trial class cost me RM60. They have two types of packages, one for one month (4 sessions) and another one for 3 straight months (12 sessions). Fee for one month is RM240, fee for 3 months is RM680. For that kinda fee, I expect the activities to be more than just pusing2 tergolek. According to this lady I spoke to, the trainers usually only monitors / help new parents. Yang lain boleh bawak b...

For the past 6 months, I’ve been blessed to be given the opportunity to exclusively-breastfeed Kimi, despite facing several terrible drought seasons. For this, I couldn’t have been more thankful. All seemed rosy and I got the vibe that this will go on until Kimi’s second birthday. That was up until last week… …when I used up all of my stock. Stock’s gone. Depleted. Finish. Nada. Nil. Ilek. Actually, tinggal satu botol of 4 oz. But that doesn’t make any difference. What’s worse, I’m getting less and less for each pumping session. ********************************************************** I’m such a strong advocate of breastfeeding to the extent of making myself look like an ass / jerk when it comes to situations like these: Other people : “I tak boleh la breastfeed anak I, susu I tak cukup.. lagipun I hantar anak I dekat babysitter..” Me the ass: “Ada je sebenarnya susu, you kena selalu pump aje” Other people : *Offered kimi sweets* Me the ass: “Ey, ey tak boleh! Dia tak makan sweets!” ...

Wah tajuk macam tgh tulis novel. Or some self-help books. Peeps, being a parent aint easy. I knew that even before I became one, and one must’ve expected that I prepared myself, mentally at least, but no. I’m now a mother of a cute, bubbly, six months old kid, and I still have no idea what to do and how to do things that I know I’m supposed to do. I always look at Kimi, wondering if I am raising him right. Being his mom, I want him to grow up to be the ideal adult we all wanted to be ( in my case, couldn’t be, or not there yet ); successful, all-rounder, gets at least 3.5 every semester, graduated with some cum-laude, finishes at least top 5 in the 100-meter sprint or any sports for that matter, is one of the players in the basketball or netball team, plays at least one music instrument, has the charm to attract the opposite sex effortlessly…Teehehehe… yeah I know, too high of an expectation, kalau Kimi dah boleh baca sure dia stress blood goes upstairs. Anyways, coming back to this di...

Its been a week since I gave birth to Kimi last Tuesday. So like how? Of Confinement: Confinement, as many would know, sucks. =D Okay that might not be the case for everyone, because some ppl had a nice confinement period. Actually, it IS nice in some ways, like, everyone treats you like a princess – food is delivered right to you dekat meja makan, mak boils air mandi daun2 herba every single morning which makes me feel like being treated in a spa, ach does everything for me and I wont have to move an inch, except to feed the baby. But then there is the, like what nadiah noor had said, unwanted differing advices. Some said can eat ayam, some said cannot, some said drink lotsa fluid some said cannot, my bibik keeps telling me to walk like a pengantin, to minum 3 drops of air rambut sendiri every morning to avoid rabun, mak keeps telling me to wear my sweater, makcik urut keeps giving me tips that sometimes I think is nonsense, and yadda yadda yadda… Ada sedikit pressure di situ… Luck...

I don't think I've been happier and prouder being pregnant until i looked at my preggie pics. 2 nights ago, soon-to-be mummy and ayahanda went to a photoshoot, specifically to amek gambar of my bulging belly. (Ach's D70 ada elemen rosak sket, sebab tu couldnt do it ourselves). The shoot was done at artclub's white room in USJ 9, shots were taken by azmin of prettypeektures . Azmin was such a superrrr photographer, he made the photoshoot fun and not as awkward as i thought it would be. U see, masa dekat RPI i was as vain as i had ever been, lagi lagi ade kawan macam shaliza kadir yang suka amek gambar. Sooooo posing for camera was no big deal for me, even tho aku tade la photogenic punnnn. But the last time I had posed for the camera was masa kawin, and after I got buncit I felt too fat for the camera. Muehehe.. Even masa mula2 shoot tu pun I was still feeling pretty shy tapi last last hamek kau macam monyet baru dapat bunge. Senget sane senget sini f...