Sleepy baby
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Sleepy baby
Monday, April 14, 2008
Friday, April 11, 2008
Some Pictures of Maisarah
Lazing in her chair
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In her car seat
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Love..
L is for the way you look at me
O is for the only one I see
V is very, very extraordinary
E is even more than anyone that you adore
O is for the only one I see
V is very, very extraordinary
E is even more than anyone that you adore
Love is all that I can give to you
Love is more than just a game for two
Two in love can make it
Take my heart and please don't break it
Love was made for me and you
Wednesday, April 09, 2008
Operation MilkyWay
Last Thursday Shah and I came home at around 6pm. It was raining and we found that the electric gate was ajar and locked with a chain. I immediately knew that either the gate was not functioning or there was no electricity. I had a strong feeling that it was the latter case and the first thing that came to my mind was my breastmilk stock. All 80 bottles of them. Was it melting? How long has it been left to melt?
The moment we got in, my suspicions were answered. A major lighting striked the house and the fuse box tripped. The strike was major as the ELCB caught fire. It happened at 3pm and for 3 hours my mum has been waiting for the electrician to come. And for the same three hours my milk was left to start melting. Luckily I had placed some Techni Ice and Coleman Brite Ice on top and to the sides of the milk containers in anticipation of this exact incident occuring. Due to this, my frozen milk stock was still fully frozen. So my next concern was when will the elctrician arrive and when will the electricity be restored? Looking at the condition of the fuse box cover (having black spots due to the fire) and the fact that the electrician was 'still on his way' since 5pm, Shah and I knew that this could be a major case and the house would still be dark come night time.
Operation MilkyWay was then in full force. We need to rescue Maisarah's milk. We had to start calling neighbours and friends to ask them for refuge for my breastmilk. At 7:30pm, my mum called our immediate neighbour since they have a deep freezer. Unfortunately, their freezer was full. The other neighbour had a small freezer which was also full. Our hopes were slightly dashed. My sister, Alia, then called her best friend Syakira whom she knows has a huge fridge that is usually not that full. This was our lucky break.
We went there at 8pm with 3 out of 5 plastic containers filled with milk. I brought Maisarah with us, as an added effect to show them that the milk is actually breastmilk but also to cool her down in the car. Poor Maisdarah had been in the hot house since 3pm and at 8pm she was quite cranky from the heat as well as tiredness. Syakira was not home but her parents were. They were understanding of our situation, especially Syakira's mother. She made her helper clear space for the containers and we realised that there was actually enough space for the other 2 containers we left at home. So, sheepishly, Alia and I asked if we could also bring the rest to store there. Syakira's mom was ever accomodating and told us to quickly go and get them.
Alhamdulillah, Operation MilkyWay was successful! All 5 containers were safely delivered to Syakira's house by 8:45pm.
During the events above, the electrician came at around 7pm with no tools in hand. He didn't have a clue what was wrong and was waiting for his friend to arrive. One of the neighbours that my mum called earlier suggested that we call TNB and get them to come over and asses the situation. The TNB technicians arrived when we were on our way to get the 2nd batch of milk to be sent to Syakira's house. They managed to restore the electricity when we got home at 8:45pm. Apparently, they just had to change the ELCB and all was back to normal.
On Saturday, Alia brought back all of Miasarah's milk and they are now safe in the freezer. I will no longer be actively building up the stock. Instead I will just maintain it by using and replacing the same amount each day to ensure that the stock keeps running and doesn't expire. As always, I will keep on praying that this incident will not happen again. I hope this will not happen to any other breastfeeding mothers out there.
The moment we got in, my suspicions were answered. A major lighting striked the house and the fuse box tripped. The strike was major as the ELCB caught fire. It happened at 3pm and for 3 hours my mum has been waiting for the electrician to come. And for the same three hours my milk was left to start melting. Luckily I had placed some Techni Ice and Coleman Brite Ice on top and to the sides of the milk containers in anticipation of this exact incident occuring. Due to this, my frozen milk stock was still fully frozen. So my next concern was when will the elctrician arrive and when will the electricity be restored? Looking at the condition of the fuse box cover (having black spots due to the fire) and the fact that the electrician was 'still on his way' since 5pm, Shah and I knew that this could be a major case and the house would still be dark come night time.
Operation MilkyWay was then in full force. We need to rescue Maisarah's milk. We had to start calling neighbours and friends to ask them for refuge for my breastmilk. At 7:30pm, my mum called our immediate neighbour since they have a deep freezer. Unfortunately, their freezer was full. The other neighbour had a small freezer which was also full. Our hopes were slightly dashed. My sister, Alia, then called her best friend Syakira whom she knows has a huge fridge that is usually not that full. This was our lucky break.
We went there at 8pm with 3 out of 5 plastic containers filled with milk. I brought Maisarah with us, as an added effect to show them that the milk is actually breastmilk but also to cool her down in the car. Poor Maisdarah had been in the hot house since 3pm and at 8pm she was quite cranky from the heat as well as tiredness. Syakira was not home but her parents were. They were understanding of our situation, especially Syakira's mother. She made her helper clear space for the containers and we realised that there was actually enough space for the other 2 containers we left at home. So, sheepishly, Alia and I asked if we could also bring the rest to store there. Syakira's mom was ever accomodating and told us to quickly go and get them.
Alhamdulillah, Operation MilkyWay was successful! All 5 containers were safely delivered to Syakira's house by 8:45pm.
During the events above, the electrician came at around 7pm with no tools in hand. He didn't have a clue what was wrong and was waiting for his friend to arrive. One of the neighbours that my mum called earlier suggested that we call TNB and get them to come over and asses the situation. The TNB technicians arrived when we were on our way to get the 2nd batch of milk to be sent to Syakira's house. They managed to restore the electricity when we got home at 8:45pm. Apparently, they just had to change the ELCB and all was back to normal.
On Saturday, Alia brought back all of Miasarah's milk and they are now safe in the freezer. I will no longer be actively building up the stock. Instead I will just maintain it by using and replacing the same amount each day to ensure that the stock keeps running and doesn't expire. As always, I will keep on praying that this incident will not happen again. I hope this will not happen to any other breastfeeding mothers out there.
Monday, April 07, 2008
Wednesday, April 02, 2008
Six Years of Marriage
Last Saturday (29 March) was our sixth anniversary. We decided to go out on a date and Maisarah was left (I don't like using this word when it involves Maisarah) with my mum and aunty. Bear in mind, we kept on checking our cellphone throughout the day incase my mom called and we needed to rush home to Maisarah.
We decided to go to The Cur(ve (we're actually kind of fed up with OU and Mid*Valley) and then walk over to Cine*leisure to see if there are any movies worth watching. Secretly (well not secret as I did voice it out to Shah), I wanted to see "27 Dresses" but I know that it's not Shah's kind of movie. Amazingly, when we arrived at the ticket counter, Shah told me to get tickets for the 11 am show of "27 Dresses". That's what Shah always does for me and that's his way of expressing his love to me I guess. Anyway, the lady at the counter suggested some seats which she showed to us on the screen and mumbled some words which we obviously didn't quite hear. We just said 'OK' and at the same time wondered why were the seats located in one of four rows coloured differently from all the other rows. Our confusions were answered when we went in to the theatre and found that we aught tickets for the couples seat. Quite romantic since we were on a date on our anniversary. But Shah being Shah doeasn't like to do those openly lovey dovey acts so we sat like 2 people being angry at each other at a movie theatre. I thought the movie was romantic. I had a few 'aww..so sweet' moments when I turned to my right and saw Shah making funny faces to tease me. So jahat!!! He likes to do that and he actually nails it every time I have that 'aww..so sweet' feeling throughout any romantic movies that we watch together.
After the movie, we had lunch at To*ny Ro*ma's. We shared the shrimp starter. Then Shah had the chicken wings starter as his main meal while I had the pan seared salmon with mashed potatoes and coleslaw. I told Shah I wanted to snap pictures of the food as momentoes of our anniversary. But once the food arrived we were so hungry we gobbled half of it before remembering about taking pictures. Our sort-of-romantic lunch and happy feelings were slightly dashed when I received a work-related phone call which then caused Shah to make two more phonecalls relating to work. This brought our minds back to the thought of us having to work the next day (a Sunday I might add) and the impending accreditation visit on Monday and Tuesday. I'll post about this later.
Back to the anniversary date, once lunch (and it's interruption) was over, we stopped at a few stalls at the Flea Market and then went to Mother*care and Bor*ders. We bought a dress at the flea market for a tenner and a Mother*care teather for Maisarah. Then at Bor*ders we bought two books and two sets of flashcards for Maisarah too. We didn't get anything for ourselves. I have a feeling from now whenever we got out together we'll always end up buying more things for the little Princess then ourselves. We headed home at around 3 pm as we missed Maisarah and I was starting to ache from engorgement.
That was how we spent our anniversary and I totally enjoyed it. I really miss the times we used to go out as a couple without a care in the world. Now that Maisarah is here, we still can do this but not as often as we used to. Maybe both of us should set a date once every one or two months and do have some quality time with each other and no one else. Truthfully, I didn't expect us doing anything special this year as we sort of had a row a few days earlier. It's not uncommon for us to have a row once in a while and I'm sure most happily married couples go through these too. Life is not always happy and full of sunshine. There must be one or two (maybe more) cloudy or even sotrmy days. We just need to always keep the faith and try to mend things as soon as possible. I know that we are not perfect and I for sure need to always remind myself that I must think before I speak and work extra hard at being a good wife to Shah and mummy to Maisarah.
We decided to go to The Cur(ve (we're actually kind of fed up with OU and Mid*Valley) and then walk over to Cine*leisure to see if there are any movies worth watching. Secretly (well not secret as I did voice it out to Shah), I wanted to see "27 Dresses" but I know that it's not Shah's kind of movie. Amazingly, when we arrived at the ticket counter, Shah told me to get tickets for the 11 am show of "27 Dresses". That's what Shah always does for me and that's his way of expressing his love to me I guess. Anyway, the lady at the counter suggested some seats which she showed to us on the screen and mumbled some words which we obviously didn't quite hear. We just said 'OK' and at the same time wondered why were the seats located in one of four rows coloured differently from all the other rows. Our confusions were answered when we went in to the theatre and found that we aught tickets for the couples seat. Quite romantic since we were on a date on our anniversary. But Shah being Shah doeasn't like to do those openly lovey dovey acts so we sat like 2 people being angry at each other at a movie theatre. I thought the movie was romantic. I had a few 'aww..so sweet' moments when I turned to my right and saw Shah making funny faces to tease me. So jahat!!! He likes to do that and he actually nails it every time I have that 'aww..so sweet' feeling throughout any romantic movies that we watch together.
After the movie, we had lunch at To*ny Ro*ma's. We shared the shrimp starter. Then Shah had the chicken wings starter as his main meal while I had the pan seared salmon with mashed potatoes and coleslaw. I told Shah I wanted to snap pictures of the food as momentoes of our anniversary. But once the food arrived we were so hungry we gobbled half of it before remembering about taking pictures. Our sort-of-romantic lunch and happy feelings were slightly dashed when I received a work-related phone call which then caused Shah to make two more phonecalls relating to work. This brought our minds back to the thought of us having to work the next day (a Sunday I might add) and the impending accreditation visit on Monday and Tuesday. I'll post about this later.
Back to the anniversary date, once lunch (and it's interruption) was over, we stopped at a few stalls at the Flea Market and then went to Mother*care and Bor*ders. We bought a dress at the flea market for a tenner and a Mother*care teather for Maisarah. Then at Bor*ders we bought two books and two sets of flashcards for Maisarah too. We didn't get anything for ourselves. I have a feeling from now whenever we got out together we'll always end up buying more things for the little Princess then ourselves. We headed home at around 3 pm as we missed Maisarah and I was starting to ache from engorgement.
That was how we spent our anniversary and I totally enjoyed it. I really miss the times we used to go out as a couple without a care in the world. Now that Maisarah is here, we still can do this but not as often as we used to. Maybe both of us should set a date once every one or two months and do have some quality time with each other and no one else. Truthfully, I didn't expect us doing anything special this year as we sort of had a row a few days earlier. It's not uncommon for us to have a row once in a while and I'm sure most happily married couples go through these too. Life is not always happy and full of sunshine. There must be one or two (maybe more) cloudy or even sotrmy days. We just need to always keep the faith and try to mend things as soon as possible. I know that we are not perfect and I for sure need to always remind myself that I must think before I speak and work extra hard at being a good wife to Shah and mummy to Maisarah.
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