SHE RETURNS

OMG. So much has happened. It has been too long.Nowadays I wonder if people still read blogs. Most people I know prefer watching videos or listening to podcasts. Gone were those days where we read daily blog posts. If there are no heavily photoshopped and pretty pictures involved then no one would be interested in reading your blog. Isn't that the case?

But then again, I write not for people(but if you enjoy reading my blog then, YAY!) but for myself. Besides blogging, I love vlogging as well. It really captures my family and the memories nicely.

Since this is my personal blog, I like to rant and maybe some people don't like reading rants because you know let's be honest, we all have our own problems. Why would you read mine. Right?

I will try to blog more from now on.

Love,
Ja

RAMADHAN 2019 | DAY 3

Day 3. Wow. How time flies. This Ramadhan is a little challenging for me as I’m kinda still breastfeeding. Half half. My supply dipped when i had breast biopsy and mastitis.

Iftar today was just hotdog bun with spinach eggs and baked beans. I attempted sweet potato fries but failed miserably. They didn’t even make it to the table. Oh wells.

My convo with Adam:

Me: are you gonna puasa today?

Adam: i da puasa yesterday right?? ( he claimed that he wanted to puasa at 6pm. Till 7.09pm, he kept asking for food)

Me:everyday must puasa until hari raya.

Adam: huh?! But later i hungry how? Later i tak grow how?

So tired and sleepy. My energy level these days barely brings me through the day.

Till tomorrow,

Ja

RAMADHAN 2019 | DAY 1 & 2

Salam loves!

Ramadhan is here again! Alhamdulillah! It feels like it was just yesterday that I was pregnant and had appendicities during the previous Ramadhan. Now, my baby boy is here and my appendix is gone!

This would be the third year I'm doing daily blogging for Ramadhan. I loved reading all those Ramadhan posts, thinking of much my family has grown, how much I have grown.

So here's Ramadhan day 1.

Adam has been eating so much these past few months. he can easily eat two slices of bread plus a plate of rice and some biscuits after. His portions are sometimes more than mine. Alhamdulillah! I started giving Ilhan Nestle cereal a few days back. Slowly but surely.

Now here's Ramadhan Day 2.

For the past few months, I have been juicing. Mostly celery, carrots and oranges. So far this is the best combo for me. Easy and stress free. It also helps pacify my angsty tummy most of the time.

See you guys in the next post ok?

Having the feels for kuih muih,
Ja

RESOLUTIONS

Hello *cough* guys! Are you *cough* still here? I love you! Thanks for being here at this dusty mess of a space I call my blog. Caring for three boys(the eldest one being 31 years old with a goatee) has been challenging.

My hands are always full. If I have time on my hands, I will either be resting or checking my phone. Having said that, I am treating myself better this time round as compared to my past two post natal experiences. I take things as they are and a day at a time.

I'm so excited to bring changes to this space. We are stepping onto new and shaky grounds. We don't know what's in store for our family. Be sure to watch this space for updates!

In the meantime, let me enlighten you with Adam's antics. Last week at the fishfarm, Adam saw a fish floating around, possibly dead.

"Mama!! That fish is extinct!"

Love,
Ja

A NEW TURN IN LIFE

Here I am sitting at my dining table trying to straighten my jumbled thoughts. You know how our earpieces get tangled all the time(well, mine at least)? Yup, that's the situation inside my head right now. A hot mess.

Wan is going to embark on something new. We have been planning for this for quite some time. We don't know if it is the correct move to make at this point of our lives but we did. We are just praying that if it is meant for us, it will work out fine.

Will update here once we are settled and ready.

On a side note, we submitted application for Ilhan's passport! Holidayssss!

Trying to eat my toast in peace,

Ja

AN UPDATE

A little update on this dusty blog. My goodness. I have been so caught up with life that my blog is just here collecting dust. Guess what. So my laptop has been set aside for about two months now, the moment I on it, I saw that my screen has lines. The LCD is damaged I guess? I was like, noooooo, not now! Not when we just paid the hospital bill that cost us thousands of dollars. Nooooo. When are we ever going to replace youuuuu. So here I am typing with colorful lines on my screen hoping that you would look past my typos if there are any.

Ilhan is about 10 weeks and 5 days now. He has grown so well Alhamdulillah. Although a little fussy as compared to Adam, all is well. He is currently having constipation and we are currently monitoring his stools. Milk wise, I'm giving him 50/50. My milk supply has dipped tremendously after my stomach flu and fever episode few weeks back. First dip was 3 weeks after delivery when I had to go for breast biopsy. A few weeks after that, I had mastitis. NOT. FUN.AT.ALL. It was so damn painful. I couldn't even walk. Engorgement and enormous milk ducts don't even measure up to the pain. The final and most recent dip I had was due to stomach flu and fever. It was horrible. I was still tired from everything but I had to take care of everyone, Adam, Wan and even Ilhan. Fever, diarrhea and vomitting. Days later, I got my share of it too. Horrible! I couldn't even attend my own siblings' wedding.

By the way, we decided to chop of Adam's beautiful curls as they were getting out of hand and into his eyes. LOL.

A cleaner look for this K1 boy. 

Recently Adam has been so scared of going to school. Breaks my heart because of all the changes at home(him being a big brother and all)but he needs to toughen up a little. I'm just taking it one day at a time for now.

Hope that I can update more often.

I miss you dusty keyboard,

Ja

SECOND CESAREAN BIRTH STORY

Finally I'm here to update after sooo long. Today is the first day of 2019 and my new year resolution for this blog is to document more moments. Ok, so let's get on with the post but before that a little back story.

On 2/4/2018, I used a test kit and a faint line came out. My period was only a few days late and I felt extreme fatigue. It was so bad. I suspected something and quickly asked Wan to get a test kit. I tested in the morning and I did not tell Wan the result immediately. I placed the test kit on his drawer. When he got back from work and saw the test kit, he was like, "BEE! WHAT'S THIS?? ARE YOU SERIOUS??"

After that episode, we bought another test kit to confirm.

On 23/4/2018, we decided to go see a gynae.

First trimester:

Within the first week I knew I was pregnant, Adam had HFMD. I was really hoping that I would not catch it from him. When I pregnant with Adam, I got HFMD from one of my students and it was horrible. So this time, I took great precaution. I was very careful and I sanitized like a crazy person. It took him almost two weeks to recover.

Two weeks after that, he had really high fever and I decided to bring him to see a doctor. Little did I know, he was actually breathless and needed immediate medical care. It broke my heart. I was so disappointed on myself, I have no words. I had to stay in the hospital with him and I had morning sickness and bad nausea. Wan was the sweetest. I blogged about it. 

Gynae told us that my placenta was low and we all hoped that there will be no complications and that it will move up in due time.

Second trimester:

Third week of Ramadhan, the start of my 13th week of pregnancy, I was diagnosed with appendicitis. The pain was excruciating. The whole journey was unbelievable. Read more about it here.

Third trimester:

I had really really bad backache to the extend that I couldn't stand. And when I did, I couldn't walk. My gynae confirmed that I had placenta previa major and had to go for elective cesarean. My placenta was blocking my cervix and she was concerned that I might bleed like I did with my previous delivery. I started taking iron syrup religiously ( As I'm slightly anemic, I started craving for small ice cubes and crushed ice like I did during my first pregnancy).

So, on 29/11/2018, we sent Adam over to my mother in law's place. We are so blessed to have strong family support. That night, I couldn't sleep. I made sure that the house was clean and ready for baby's arrival. 

The next day, 30/11/2018, we reached Thomson Medical at 6.15am. We registered and checked in.

I have to say that I was really nervous but more prepared than I was previously. I kept telling myself that I have been feeling all kinds of pain and I can do it. My scheduled cesarean was at 8.30am. They prepped me and pushed me to the waiting room. I vividly remember time there during my first cesarean back in 2014, I was a wreck. This time I was more comfortable and I even asked for extra blankets. Everything happened so fast.

I was wheeled in and the anesthetist kept talking and was super nice. She made me extra high cause I was a little scared. Wan came in and stayed by my side. I heard the gynae said in a loud voice, "Her placenta is very low!" I looked in her direction and saw her standing in a weird stance, looking down  and within seconds, the anesthetist and several other nurses surrounded her to assist her. Within minutes, baby was out. During the stitching process, I was a little high but I heard voices talking about their children's CCA in school and stuff like that. LOL.

The next thing I knew, I was being brought back to my ward and Wan was waiting for me.

This time round, we were told that all hospitals are working towards being breastfeeding friendly meaning they ensure that all babies room in with mummies at night. It was so tiring I'm not gonna lie.

Honestly, we were looking forward to sleep during the nights at the hospital but noooooooooooo, we had to care for baby even after the cesarean pain. WHYYYYYY. Wan had to give milk to Ilhan every time since I couldn't. They also encouraged cup feeding for the babies to avoid nipple confusion. On a brighter note, the nurses were really helpful and always on the ball. Thumbs up!

Cesarean usually needs three nights in the hospital but this time round I was given permission to be discharged after two nights as I was doing well. Yeay me! Alhamdulillah!

I think that's all for now. I don't know if I missed out anything. I can't believe I'm a mother of three beautiful boys and one overgrown boy. LOL.

Thank you for growing with me through my humble blog.

Counting days to the end of my confinement period,

Ja