A Homemaker’s Diary

Abah kata, cepat-cepat lah besar, badan keras boleh timang-timang, boleh buat kapal terbang..

Pak Long kata, cepat la besar, nanti boleh pegi jalan-jalan, pegi Aquaria..

Mak Long kata, bila besar, kita pegi night zoo tgk monyet kecik…

Mama kata, cepat la besar, boleh mama tido puas-puas macam dulu… (hampeh punya mak..)

We managed to find a paed to go today. Reason being Hubby is worried sick that our son has been breathing heavily and has stuffy nose. Actually we wanted to go and check yesterday but all paeds were on Christmas leave. After researching around, I decided to see Dr Nazim at Az Zahrah, Bangi and fortunately he is good and not menyakitkan hati..haha!

My first impression when I went into his clinic was like..alamak doktor pakai kopiah tarbus la plak..I’m not being judgmental but experiences have taught me that certain people gaya-gaya Usrah ni is more annoying than those yang hu-ha cucuk langit. But Dr Nazim was allright, he explained in details and checked our son carefully. He even has one small koala bear hanging on his stethoscope. So now we are not worried anymore. The heavy breathing and the stuffy nose is all because of tersedak susu, more to overfeeding, nothing to be worried as his respiratory system, heart and lungs were all normal.

Dr Nazim advised us to bedung the baby tightly as erratic legs movement will push the milk from the tummy upwards causing more sedak susu. Now we know why all these orang tua2 bedung newborns, not because all the kaki kengkang excuses..huhu!

I hardly notice that this weekend is supposed to be a long weekend. For someone in confinement, it makes no difference whether it’s weekend or not. There’s a friend’s wedding tomorrow which if I am not in confinement I would like to go. Oh talking about Sinetron Indon, I watched Istri Untuk Suami Ku again today. It’s the usual family crap - the mom emphasizing her rights, the usual perasaan seorang ibu bullshit, forcing the child to choose between the spouse or her, and the menantu trying hard to live up to her standard, making child issue as a big deal.

Well, now being a mom myself I hope and pray that there will never be a moment in my life that I have to be that kind of mother, God forbid, I wouldn’t want history to repeat itself.

My son who hardly cries succumb to the pain of his upset tummy last night. Blame it on me for eating the black pepper sauce in the Prosperity burger..or was it the Tropical Herbs herbal tea? Well, I’ve drank another cup after lunch today so if he has stomach pain again next morning, then the tea is the culprit.

He started to poop and cried since 4 am till 9 am. I was lost on what to do, I fed him every time he demanded food, I tried to dodoikan (he usually self sooth himself to sleep), I even thought of bathing him in the morning if the pain did not subside. Fortunately he did not wailed out loud, just a manja ek, ek, ek.. with his chubby face turning red and his head, forehead and neck were blazing hot, (I thought he was down with fever) which makes my motherly heart breaks… kesiannya anak aku sakit perut…and it is all my fault for not restraining myself from eating what I shouldn’t eat..huhu!

I’m sorry, son! I will not eat any more food that causes stomach pain for you, for as long as you choose to be breastfed.

The most anticipated thing after the baby was born is the merdeka day from the confinement period. I have 30 more days to go, to be spent in this bedroom..huhu..although I think I will cheat every now and then, to turun tangga and lepak in the living hall..hehe…(patut ke aku? tak bentan ke nanti..huhu!)

Talking about bentan, I have 2 incidents that I think something like nak bentan..first after I selamba ate 2 slices of papaya, well, you can’t blame me since I haven’t poop even after gulping down the stool softener which Hubby bought from pharmacy..insaf sekejap and now I understand why people said don’t eat makanan sejuk..huhu.. but since I still can’t pass bowel, I asked Hubby to buy prune and pati prune pulak…that ended up with another incident of badan menggigil at night..so after all the trial and error, I think I found the solution in taking one orange every night after dinner.

This evening Hubby went out to Jusco to find anti clog for the downstairs toilet drain. It seems that the oil and grease from the kitchen sink have accumulated further into the drain pipe towards the toilet, which makes everything worse as we use the toilet mainly for laundry. Today Hubby can’t do any laundry since the water overflow from the drain and not seeping at all.

BTW, I just had Prosperity burger for tea..heh! Come to think again, the beef is not fried, and since it’s bread and black pepper sauce, it shouldn’t be a problem, hopefully..I will blog later if it cause any stomach upset to the baby.

I’m blogging this as I am waiting for the mak bidan to come and complete the 3 day mengurut and bertungku session. I SMSed her earlier to come at 2pm (I woke up at 1pm) but she replied that she’ll be late today for the mengurut session because she needs to go to KL first. Baby has been bathed and fed and now happily sleeping like a log..tido mati mcm mak dia..hahah..despite the dung dang dung dang drilling and hammering, renovation at the next door house.

BTW, we have new neighbor who makes noise and was warned by Hubby this morning..heh! As SIL said, masuk je rumah sebelah terus kena sound..you tell me sapa tak bengang, I was trying to sleep at 9am after the whole night of feeding and diaper changing and yet got distracted with all the hempas pintu and tung tang tung tang noise her maid made while cleaning the toilet.

And Hubby said they are not done with moving in since their furnitures and all are not in the house when he went for the “social” visit..heh! They moved in last night thus the anjing menyalak after midnite which I thought ada hantu ke apa..hopefully there won’t be any more hassle with them later. Cepat la dapat pindah rumah sendiri..huhu!

Talking about the mak bidan, I changed to a new one instead of the one that I’ve booked since May. Reason being the first one kept giving excuses not to come, nak bayar sehari RM80 for 2 weeks pon tak nak ke..she said she was busy completing another client in KL who takes her service for one month..haih…sometimes I don’t understand people..I said I don’t mind she comes in the afternoon after the morning client and what I asked her to do is simply urut and bertungku since the rest of the regime I could manage on my own. But perhaps it’s all a blessing in disguise since the new one I paid seems to be providing good service. Puas hati la as she even urut the back part which helps the bowel movement becomes an easier ordeal.

So now since I will have excess money from the mak bidan budget, (the current one only charge RM70 x 3 days), maybe I should reward myself something nice after these 44 days confinement period..hehe..I plan to take another 3 days of berurut and bertungku during the last week of the confinement (some call as urut penutup, sengkak rahim etc) although Hubby said why not continue the current berurut till 7 days.

I think I better get ready for mandi herba. It’s already 5pm and if I bathe after the bidan comes and complete the 2 hour session, it will be too late already.