Reality delivered a blow at me last week.
It didn't occur to me that I was THAT vulnerable. Who would've expected it, much less me. I was up and about right after delivery as though nothing happened, not sleeping the previous 24 hours and the coming 24 hours either.
So after the mandatory 30days confinement period of being pampered (in a way, minus the fact that you don't get to wash your hair as often or bathe as often) and being fed nutritious food, I felt really good. Looking and feeling healthy. Not an ounce more than before bulging.
Finally, after 7 weeks, I decided to 'trial run' sending baby to the nursery. Afterwhich, mum and I went for a walk in the park. It would've been my first jog in almost 11 months.Yes, 11 months! A miserable start, waking up all the muscles, veins and whatever-nots in my body which somehow went into hiding the last 11 months. Its wobbled, jiggled, hurt and every slightest movement accentuated every pain I used to have. I thought they were banished forever. Boy, was I wrong!
I was disspointed and depressed after a miserable 1.5 rounds of not even completely jogging, I succummbed to a stroll. Went home feeling good cos finally I broke a sweat the way it was supposed to. hehe Breakfast, shower, changed, sat around for a while and off we went shopping.
After two days, yes, only 2 days, day-two was much better, my body was showing signs for protest. I just didn't jog the next day. By then, too late. Was down with horrible achy and feverish body.
And then, I knew I NEEDED that extended leave to recover from the 60days I had earlier.
So hero I am not, I have to learn to chill when I have too. Opps, not in my office's aircond though cos that was what made me 'extend' my leave by another 2 days later that week.
Monday, March 23, 2009
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
My 23-hour Endurance Race
It's one race I never expected I had to go through.
After a smooth-sailing 39 weeks of pregnancy I imagined that I would have an easy delivery, though some people say as u get older, it doens't get any easier. But nevertheles I was just being optimistic.
I always will catch a movie every Wed when hubby goes for badminton, but somehow that night on 13th Jan, a Tuesday, I actually asked hubby if he wanted to catch IP-Man. He agreed and so we went. Movie finished 11 plus and by the time we were ready for bed it was about 12plus am. Amazingly, like during some concerts and action movies we've been to, baby moved alot inside me during the kung-fu scenes. I was scheduled for my routine checkup the next day.
I just couldn't drop off to sleep. And just as I realised hubby had drifted to 'dreamland' I was awaken by a strange feeling and I immediately climbed out of bed. Hubby sensed something and he too awakened. I told him my waterbag broke. He panicked. I calmly walked to the bathroom thinking after a while the water would slow down, but no. (So much for ignorance) Told hubby to get me the maternity pads (thank God by then my bags were packed, otherwise lagi kelam kabut).
We changed and he drove me to SJMC at 1245am.
The hospital was so quiet. I waddled to the maternity wad and checked myself in while hubby parked the car. Ok, so it was a leak. I was dilated. HOwever, baby already passed motion. Dr wasn't really worried and she'll attend to me the next morning. So after settling in to 'my delivery room' and getting all the paperwork sorted out, I told hubby to go back and rest and come again in the morning, since I wasn't dilated yet.
Come next morning, they realised by bloodcount was back to 6.9 and still not dilated. So I was given drips with Pitocin and also another pint of blood. Looks like my 2 pints earlier just went to waste. hehe
So on my left i had drips, on my right I was transfused. Aiya so mahuan. And right after breakfast, I was told not to be given anything to intake to prevent baby from passing more motion and to avoid fetal distress. Lying there helplessly listening to the occasional bantering of the midwife I drifted in and out of sleep cos I just didn't have energy. hungry la. Mum was informed and as usual la, she panicked la. Every hour she would call hubby for updates.
Up till almost 4-5pm, then I was only dilated about 4-5cm. Gosh, I sensed a loooong wait. The pain was getting slightly unbearable. I asked for painkiller. It felt better. I was just tired. No food and drinks since 830am. Slowly the contractions were stronger, the pain more unbearable and up till almost 9pm I just became rather 'lost'. Hubby was there trying to calm me down. Gosh, now I know how contractions are supposed to feel like.
By 11pm, I told hubby that it maybe till 12 before its goonna be over. Well, I was almost right. By 1130pm, my gynea said we'll try now. So 1st time. I didn't push right. We waited for the 2nd wave of contractions. This time I did better but suddenly the vacuum dislogded. So we had to try again. The 3rd time, by now I was tired. I pushed and pushed and because I can't see and I dun know wat actually is going on. All they keep telling me is harder and harder and almost there. aiyo....it was the hardest push of my life I tink and suddenly it was a relief when a 'blob' was placed on me. All warm and bloody. The biggest medal of my longest race ever, at 2.92kg. And hubby proceeded to cut the umbilical cord.
So people ask me - was normal delivery painful? Everyone's perception is that the delivery and the push is painful, but to me, it's the ordeal before that, i.e. the contractions. Because right after that, you are already given a jap 'down there' before the Dr prepares to cut you up to prevent unsightly tears. Then when the baby comes out, you don't feel the pain either. And the stiching up after either. I was estatic.
I didn't even realise how my 'bed' was transformed before delivery and when they 're-transformed' it after tat only did I notice. I realised I wasn't tired at all. A friend mentioned her body ached all over after that for the next 2 days. But it didn't hapen to me. I was taken to the ward to rest but I just couldn't. I was excited. Also the fact that every hour the nurse would come and take my temperature and pressure. How to sleep? and suddenly at 4am baby was brought in to be fed. He was soooo tiny and it felt so fragile.
And I was just adjusting to the fact that now I'm a mom.
After a smooth-sailing 39 weeks of pregnancy I imagined that I would have an easy delivery, though some people say as u get older, it doens't get any easier. But nevertheles I was just being optimistic.
I always will catch a movie every Wed when hubby goes for badminton, but somehow that night on 13th Jan, a Tuesday, I actually asked hubby if he wanted to catch IP-Man. He agreed and so we went. Movie finished 11 plus and by the time we were ready for bed it was about 12plus am. Amazingly, like during some concerts and action movies we've been to, baby moved alot inside me during the kung-fu scenes. I was scheduled for my routine checkup the next day.
I just couldn't drop off to sleep. And just as I realised hubby had drifted to 'dreamland' I was awaken by a strange feeling and I immediately climbed out of bed. Hubby sensed something and he too awakened. I told him my waterbag broke. He panicked. I calmly walked to the bathroom thinking after a while the water would slow down, but no. (So much for ignorance) Told hubby to get me the maternity pads (thank God by then my bags were packed, otherwise lagi kelam kabut).
We changed and he drove me to SJMC at 1245am.
The hospital was so quiet. I waddled to the maternity wad and checked myself in while hubby parked the car. Ok, so it was a leak. I was dilated. HOwever, baby already passed motion. Dr wasn't really worried and she'll attend to me the next morning. So after settling in to 'my delivery room' and getting all the paperwork sorted out, I told hubby to go back and rest and come again in the morning, since I wasn't dilated yet.
Come next morning, they realised by bloodcount was back to 6.9 and still not dilated. So I was given drips with Pitocin and also another pint of blood. Looks like my 2 pints earlier just went to waste. hehe
So on my left i had drips, on my right I was transfused. Aiya so mahuan. And right after breakfast, I was told not to be given anything to intake to prevent baby from passing more motion and to avoid fetal distress. Lying there helplessly listening to the occasional bantering of the midwife I drifted in and out of sleep cos I just didn't have energy. hungry la. Mum was informed and as usual la, she panicked la. Every hour she would call hubby for updates.
Up till almost 4-5pm, then I was only dilated about 4-5cm. Gosh, I sensed a loooong wait. The pain was getting slightly unbearable. I asked for painkiller. It felt better. I was just tired. No food and drinks since 830am. Slowly the contractions were stronger, the pain more unbearable and up till almost 9pm I just became rather 'lost'. Hubby was there trying to calm me down. Gosh, now I know how contractions are supposed to feel like.
By 11pm, I told hubby that it maybe till 12 before its goonna be over. Well, I was almost right. By 1130pm, my gynea said we'll try now. So 1st time. I didn't push right. We waited for the 2nd wave of contractions. This time I did better but suddenly the vacuum dislogded. So we had to try again. The 3rd time, by now I was tired. I pushed and pushed and because I can't see and I dun know wat actually is going on. All they keep telling me is harder and harder and almost there. aiyo....it was the hardest push of my life I tink and suddenly it was a relief when a 'blob' was placed on me. All warm and bloody. The biggest medal of my longest race ever, at 2.92kg. And hubby proceeded to cut the umbilical cord.
So people ask me - was normal delivery painful? Everyone's perception is that the delivery and the push is painful, but to me, it's the ordeal before that, i.e. the contractions. Because right after that, you are already given a jap 'down there' before the Dr prepares to cut you up to prevent unsightly tears. Then when the baby comes out, you don't feel the pain either. And the stiching up after either. I was estatic.
I didn't even realise how my 'bed' was transformed before delivery and when they 're-transformed' it after tat only did I notice. I realised I wasn't tired at all. A friend mentioned her body ached all over after that for the next 2 days. But it didn't hapen to me. I was taken to the ward to rest but I just couldn't. I was excited. Also the fact that every hour the nurse would come and take my temperature and pressure. How to sleep? and suddenly at 4am baby was brought in to be fed. He was soooo tiny and it felt so fragile.
And I was just adjusting to the fact that now I'm a mom.
Monday, January 12, 2009
Long weekend
It was an unexpectedly long weekend....Saturday was jam-packed with activities...so much so that we didn't get home till some wee hours in the morning...ok la...Then Sunday was slightly more relaxed, but we were out most of the day too...
From KLCC we came back to near home to collect my poor baby which was ready...by then, so many things had happened in between, that it was almost 7pm by the time we got the car. Then there was a kenduri in Shah Alam supposedly at 8pm (arrival of guests) and we arrived at 830pm. Somehow, many were late too, and as usual, these kenduri/weddings don't usually start on time.
After the wedding (technically after we were done with the food), it was abotu 1015pm already and we had a BBQ to attend. Yup, this was very last minute...and hubby already committed to his friends so off we went from Shah ALam to Serdang...hahaha
And we were there till almost midnight...but there was more to come...:)
Anyway after that, we headed back to Bandar Utama, then off to the heart of KL for a while before returning home...that was our looong Saturday....
From KLCC we came back to near home to collect my poor baby which was ready...by then, so many things had happened in between, that it was almost 7pm by the time we got the car. Then there was a kenduri in Shah Alam supposedly at 8pm (arrival of guests) and we arrived at 830pm. Somehow, many were late too, and as usual, these kenduri/weddings don't usually start on time.
After the wedding (technically after we were done with the food), it was abotu 1015pm already and we had a BBQ to attend. Yup, this was very last minute...and hubby already committed to his friends so off we went from Shah ALam to Serdang...hahaha
And we were there till almost midnight...but there was more to come...:)
Anyway after that, we headed back to Bandar Utama, then off to the heart of KL for a while before returning home...that was our looong Saturday....
My desire to laze around in bed on SUnday also didn't materialise. SOmehow I was up by 930am, only after a short lazing around...not enough la...hehe so I woke up to a dose of Spongebob on telly.
Then at noon, it all started again...our adventure of the day....and by the time we got home, it was already evening and time for dinner.
Guess what? this time it was home cooked fish head curry, but now not the usual local fish head, but a salmon head. Aiyo...I didn't think it'll 'gel' well with curry, and yeah, it didn't. somehow the fishy smell of the salmon is different from the local fishes and it just didn't seem to taste so good. But the curry turned out well and we had that with Pratha. Yup, fluffy puff pastry pratha bought frozen. It was yummy!! :)
Dissapointed that Kyle XY was not shown on telly that night, slept early la...must catch up on my sleep now that the time is nearing...:)
Thursday, January 8, 2009
2 New family members
Green Happy Tree
Bamboo SOmething got into me and while I was shopping at Tesco's on Monday, I grabbed these two cuties. I got the 'Happy Tree' first cos I thought the two pods were pretty cute. But the leaves looks as though there were wilting, but there were actually very young shoots.
Then I contemplated on the bamboo plant in a glass jar with jelly-thingy or this. Somehow I ended up with this. One sits on my dining table and the other rests atop my TV, which I believe is nearer to the sunlight source.
Let's see how my non-green-fingers will treat these two this time. It didn't go very well with my previous cactus. Somehow both just died....
And This was What Happened
First there was this, then it all happened....
Sometime in the wee hours of 4th Jan 09, this car was speeding behind us, so we allowed him to overtake...he zoomed passed us, through the toll plaza and then suddenly we arrived at slow traffic and guessed there was an accident. And low n behold, that particular car has turned turtle. Amidst slow traffic (queue at 2am is very rare unless its a police block or an accident), some Mat Rempits (also from before the toll plaza) approached and one fella knocked into the left of our car (He probably skidded on the oil on the road or he too lost control on the road bend at high speed), and subsequently took a tumble. So we stopped. And few seconds later, we were bangged from the rear, and this time, one huge THUD!
The car which kissed us from behind. Badly damaged front. Thank God our rear end wasn't THAT bad. Someone had hit him from behind and that caused him to lurge forward and hit us. So poor blue iswara was smashed front and rear. And that car which hit him from the rear supposedly wanted to park at the site, but he ended up running away from the scene. Thank God we had his number plate.
So for the past few days we were left we the 'giant' only...Thank God we were not in the wrong in this case, and so the police in charge helped us a lot. The workshop we sent the car to also helped us speed up the repair. So hopefully by tomorrow we'll get lil' Neo back...
and that is why 2009 has started with a mix of sorts....:)
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And at Week 38, baby's ready but my body not so ready yet. So we'll wait till my next appt next week to determine if we are going to do anything bout it, if by then I've still not had any labour symptoms.
Dr prefers to have me deliver in the day, in view of readily available people and assistance, if required. So I've asked Junior to do as it should and not complicate it for us. And pray that God willing, it will be an easy labour and delivery.
Mum will be here again next week.
Tuesday, January 6, 2009
2009
So far, only one major incident has happened. But the MAIN event has yet to come. Yes, 2009 will be starting with a bang with the arrival of Junior which hubby and I are waiting patiently for. Yeah, my mum and dad too are eagerly waiting for the new addition to our family. And we are all excited.
I guess Junior has his own plans. At week 37 (circa end 2008, begining 2009), he has yet to be 'fully engaged' hence he is still taking his time. Guess he wasn't going to surprise us by giving us a new year pressie.
I'm eager to see if he has yet settled tomorrow as I'm due for another check up. Up till today (week 38 already), I've not had any signs of Braxton Hicks contractions or the real ones. :)
So we are all still waiting patiently and eagerly. Everything has been set up. The 'nursery' is ready, my bags are packed and we're all just waiting for the first signs to go!!
I'm still at work and not ready to start my leave. I wanna be on leave later for longer. Why now when I am still able? hehe
Chinese New Year 2009 will also hold a different meaning since Mum and Dad will be in KL, so I guess the festivities would be 'shifted'. It'll also be my first CNY in KL, other than the 2 years I had overseas last time.
Apart from that, I can't tell what 2009 would be like but it's going to be extremely busy juggling motherhood, work and perhaps some training.
To all out there - hope 2009 is filled with all things you've been working/asking for.
I guess Junior has his own plans. At week 37 (circa end 2008, begining 2009), he has yet to be 'fully engaged' hence he is still taking his time. Guess he wasn't going to surprise us by giving us a new year pressie.
I'm eager to see if he has yet settled tomorrow as I'm due for another check up. Up till today (week 38 already), I've not had any signs of Braxton Hicks contractions or the real ones. :)
So we are all still waiting patiently and eagerly. Everything has been set up. The 'nursery' is ready, my bags are packed and we're all just waiting for the first signs to go!!
I'm still at work and not ready to start my leave. I wanna be on leave later for longer. Why now when I am still able? hehe
Chinese New Year 2009 will also hold a different meaning since Mum and Dad will be in KL, so I guess the festivities would be 'shifted'. It'll also be my first CNY in KL, other than the 2 years I had overseas last time.
Apart from that, I can't tell what 2009 would be like but it's going to be extremely busy juggling motherhood, work and perhaps some training.
To all out there - hope 2009 is filled with all things you've been working/asking for.
Monday, January 5, 2009
New Year of Sorts
Happy New Year everyone! It was a new begining of sorts for me...
However, right at the start of new year, it was good...later, it was a mixture of sorts....that shall be told later...
until then, hope the new year brings new beginings (to some) and joy & propertity!!
However, right at the start of new year, it was good...later, it was a mixture of sorts....that shall be told later...
until then, hope the new year brings new beginings (to some) and joy & propertity!!
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