Its Friday today. Baby Suraya has been such a fussy pot since 2 days ago. This morning, it seems like she has decided not to get fussy but its too early to tell.

The husband has been pestering me to train Suraya on feeding from the bottle as sooner or later she will have to adapt herself with it when I get back to work. The husband also would like to play a part in feeding Suraya.

So this morning, I pumped 4 oz of milk for her and gave her first bottle. According to a website, give the baby her bottle when shes half hungry so that she will be willing to try. I did just that...took me 10 minutes to get her use to the Avent nipple, she started to gag and squirm when she first tried it. But then she got the hang of sucking and finished 2.5 ozs of the milk (the other 2 ozs is in the fridge for the next trial feeding) and with her mommy's milk factory to satisfy her hunger (yes she has a huge appetite). So it was half a success! Maybe I shall give her the other 2 ozs this evening. Currently, my freezer looks like a Dairy Queen freezer with milk packs filling the top shelf!

Lastly, Eid Mubarak to all readers! InsyaAllah, we shall see Sam and Salizah this weekend at our house...looking forward to see you guys and lovely Alya too!

Here's Suraya with her favorite toy...like me, she loves looking at herself in the mirror!

Okay, so I typed this long winded posting with pictures and the laptop died on me. Can I rekindle what I wrote? Heck no, so I have decided to condense what I had written.

Last weekend had been fun. The visit to the mother in law's in Reno had been a good one. Weird for someone who had lived in Florida all her life and then moved to Reno eh? But her house has a beautiful scenery...surrounded by mountains (well, Reno's in the middle of nowhere) and very very serene.

So Suraya get to see her grandma Lynn and grandpa Leon for the first time. As usual, the munchkin had been a fussy pot since we got there (whatelse is new eh?). I thought newborns are fuss free and are oblivious to loud noises? Oooohhh, not this one. She also knows when to demand for her mommy for comfort. But it had been a good bonding time for Suraya and her grannies, not forgetting, the husband and her mom.

p.s. Next trip, to Florida to see the rest of the relatives in January.

Grandma Lynn

'Step' Grandpa Leon

Of course, must have 'pengantin' (bride and groom) pic ...look at my chubby cheeks.

Don't forget Kakak Mas...

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In the meantime...

Its been over 2 weeks since Suraya was born...but like I told my father in law in Florida, seems like I have had Suraya forever! She is one adorable baby and I can never get enough of her (except when she fusses and wants noone else but me! Can't even get bathroom break!).

This has been my first and longest breastfeeding success since my first baby. It surely was hardwork trying to breastfeed successfully...note : breastfeeding is for patient mothers only and I dare admit that I did not have patience at all when I had Mas 12 years back. The bond of having the baby latched on to me even in the wee hours of the morning has all been worthwhile to me. Its something that not even anyone else in the family could do...its like a private bonding or ...more like having her in my tummy again, you know what I mean?

Now lets talk about my physical factor. I have gained 40 lbs during the pregnancy. I have lost 14 lbs naturally and I need to lose 25 lbs more! Dilemma, some say not to diet until 4 weeks later as my body needs to recover and I need all the nutrients to produce milk. But I can't stand the flabs on my thighs, hips and everywhere. I feel like a deflated balloon! Last week, I had been doing the semi 'South Beach Diet' like no carbs and sugar BUT, it went on break when I went to Reno hahaha. Now I am back again. So, I'll see how this diet will affect my milk production. If it affects me, then I might have to go slow on this dieting deal. pssst...secretly, on the other hand, I kinda like my chubby face in that picture above hehehe.

Suraya has discovered that getting cleaned up is such a pleasure...like a bath and diaper changes. She loves warm baths and would cry when the bath is over...but would sleep for a long time after it. She would cooperate when she gets her diaper changed especially when it is paps' duty. She is a hefty eater and still gets temperamental and fussy at nights...grrrr!

After the last post, seems like the husband has been smiling gleefully with comments saying that the baby looks like him. I sent the baby's photo gallery link to all my co workers and they all said the same in their comments.

As a daddy, he is very proud upon hearing those comments. As for me, I am not at all offended cos well...if Baby Suraya doesn't look like me, she will look like him yeah? And also, Masturah is already a living replica of me and I don't think I would want another child to look like me. Like the asians say, if the child looks like mom, we tend to bicker a lot...which is oh so true. But hey, the truth still proves that Suraya will still look for me if her human 'pacifiers' do not do a good job, hehehe.

A little bit on Baby Suraya. We got her a couple of crib toys that she loves...


The soother really does its job well. Suraya loves the lights, waterfall and music and the moving animals in the toy. Keeps her quiet for 10 minutes.


The mirror is her all time favorite (like her Ibu who loves the mirror!). She makes baby sounds when she sees herself in the mirror (like her ibu too!) and could stare at herself and the stuff around it for ages.

It surely is amazing reliving early motherhood again. How I miss seeing my other 2 kids going through these stages of early learning and discovery. Like I told the husband, more fun to come as Suraya grows each day.

As for Mas, she had her Winter Band Concert/Flute Recital last night. Too bad, ibu could not attend the concert for the 1st time as Suraya had to stay away from the 'germ incubator' in the school. Paps went to her concert and documented the whole event. We are very proud of her as she played very well!

So we shall go to Reno this weekend to see the mother in law. I think I am feeling better. One thing which I have adamantly told the husband, that Suraya and I will stay indoors throughout our whole trip as the weather is freezing there now. So no snow scenes for me this time.

But we still have to do some shopping before the short trip. Mas needs a new winter jacket, paps needs his haircut and we need to get a Hanukkah/Xmas gift basket for the mother in law. Ibu shall bring her jamu and medications and her Essence of Chicken to keep her warm. Baby doesn't need anything as she has a truck load of clothes and as long as her milk machine (me lah) is with her, she is ready to go!

Daddy and 'squirmy'

Now I remember the word 'multi-tasking' when applied at home. To me, it means 'never ending' work. Laundry gets folded halfway, the house gets half cleaned and taking a shower will take up to 3 stages (from brushing of teeth to the real shower which could be an hour later!) having a baby at home. It's like when the baby cries, you just have to drop everything to tend to her needs. Tiring? Yes...but its been an enjoyable experience for me.

I am referring to the comments from my previous post...that baby Suraya looks like the husband. Sigh...yes she does. Its like the husband in diapers and girl clothes if I must be specific. But the husband insists that Suraya has my nose, eyes and mouth. And we do not know yet whos character she is taking after. Demanding attention, could be the husband's character for now.

Here's the daddy and 'squirmy' picture for comparison...

Note : Suraya has gained 1lb, making her 8lbs as of yesterday. Her umbilical cord 'dropped off' on Saturday, 12/16/06

Just a quick update. I think we have gotten ourselves a Christmas gift (although we do not celebrate christmas) this year. A brand new 2007 Mazda5 Touring. Thanks to our cousin, Abang Hadi, who gave us the idea of an ideal family car when we were back in Singapore last summer. This vehicle will be tested in snow when we go to Reno to visit the mother in law (if I am feeling better).

In the meantime, here's a picture of baby Suraya and tired looking, no make up and still bloated up...me. Suraya has learned to spit her mouthful of ibu's precious breast milk when she is done feeding. She also has learned to grunt when she's half annoyed and then flaaaaaaaaaaaaaare up into a huge cry when shes super annoyed. Kakak Mas is getting better in being a big sister. She learns that talking to the baby would calm her down (although she finds it uncool at first to do baby talk) and she learns other ways to calm baby Suraya when she cries. Paps is doing better in diaper changing. His face no longer turns green when he changes Suraya's poopy diaper and finds her to be lots of fun.

Today's the 2nd day being alone with baby Suraya. It was a weird but nice feeling at first. Weird to be by myself with the baby (as the husband had been by my side since Suraya was born) but nice as the house is so much more peaceful and Suraya gets to sleep longer...more time for ibu to rest!

I have not been feeling too well past 2 days. I think the delivery transition has caught on to me. I have been feeling feverish and sweaty all Wednesday night and the Dr says that it is normal...the same feeling like menopause (errr, never knew that). But Dr says to monitor my temperature and was told to see her immediately if I ever run a fever. Apart from that, my body feels achey all over...again Dr says that its normal. Well, I guess I have forgotten this 'dalam hari' transition?

I think baby Suraya has grown. I know...babies are suppose to grow but its such a joy to see her grow in front of my eyes and with my own milk! Its such an undrescriptive feeling of motherhood again.

I feel that my family has bonded even more with the arrival of baby Suraya. With what we had gone through last summer (just the 3 of us left in the family here), the baby has made us stay so cose together and never stop communicating among us. We have been paying very close attention to Mas, making sure that she is in our 'team' in raising Suraya and knowing that we love her even more each day. As for my son, all I can do is hope, that he will feel us from thousands of miles away. My love for my son will never ever die...thats also another beauty of being a mom.

Christmas is just around the corner. The husband must be so glad that I am anchored at home or I could singlehandedly do some damage to the Household Credit Union. As usual, we do not celebrate Xmas, neither do we celebrate Hannukah. But we do buy Xmas presents for the kids just for them to have. We might drive to Nevada to visit the husband's mom in Reno...but that depends on my health condition. Who wouldn't want a white Christmas eh?

Almost been a week since little munchkin Suraya was born. Hmmmm...how has it been? I can't give the amswer in just one sentence. Maybe in a thousand words and million words, it still will not be enough. Let me think...

Its different...having another kid while my other beloved kid is at the other end of the world. I wish my son was here so that I could do a complete kid count. My kids...3 in front of me, not 2 and one far away. I get to talk to my son when I was at the hospital. How I miss him. How I wish he was here ...don't know if he feels the same.

Anyway, back to the happy part. Having a baby is a re-live of 12 years ago, when Mas was born. But 12 years ago means that I was 12 years younger. Whats the difference?

The down side is that I am not as energetic and 'painless' as oppose to 12 years back. I had tonnes of energy and would still be able to clean the house and care for the baby when the baby was only 5 days old. And I do not hear the 'clinking' sound of my slightly arthritic knees when I climb up the stairs, while trying to bear with my healing loins. So in short, physical factor, habis aku kalah this time!

The upside? I am calmer and have more patience when the baby is fussy every night for 2-3 hours. My breastfeeding has been a success! Thanks to my patience of sometimes having to feed this hungry little monster every hour during the day. Thank goodness she feeds only every 4 hourly during the night which means that I did not really lose much sleep. One trick, she sleeps with me, hanging on to my breast till 2am, then she sleeps in her crib till her next feed and for the rest of the day. I try not to think of my messy kitchen and living room and even the bedroom and be ambitious to clean them cos I know that my body can't handle too any things at a time. I am also able to tolerate the stinking jamu 2x a day and swallow 15 of them in one gulp with no problem cos I know that if I don't take them jamu, my tulang reput will take me nowhere to recovery. I have not gotten post partum depression. Alhamdulillah, I think I am too old to get too worked up over the baby's fuss or maybe I have already gone through a great depression in the summer.

Okay lets talk about the baby. Suraya has been such a good baby so far. A good traveller, she doesn't cry in the car to and from the Dr's except for her 'udder'. She could recognize my voice very very well. She stops crying when she hears my voice and starts staring at me. She still does not fit most of her newborn clothes. She is so adorable, noones can resist her. Oh and she has grown 1.5 inches in length and gained a few ounces since born.

How aboout her older sister Mas? She is so happy to have a baby sister. This stops her misery of being the 'only' child which took months for her to re-adjust without her brother being with her. She loves carrying Suraya, but the problem is, every night Suraya has her fussy time and that makes it impossible for her sister to carry her. So Mas gets to kiss and smother the baby instead. Mas has been and will be a great big sister and her help around the house as lessen alot of burden on me and paps...thank you Mas for being a great daughter!

The daddy/paps? He is an emotional daddy. Very eager to do stuff, irritating the heck out of the baby with the flash of his camera. He has been by my side since the day the baby was born and will start working tomorrow. Before I gave birth, he promised that he would not spend that much time in front of the computer and would be by my side all the time and help with the housework...if only I could make turn his 'commitment' in writing. BUT but but...the husband has been a good help in keeping me sane by getting me stuff when I am rooted on the bed with the baby, help cook dinner, carry the baby when needed and alot of other stuff which I am not able to do. I really do appreciate his company for the past week and his attention for me and my needs. Thank you husband!

Eh, how about me? I am tired, with sore breasts with either a baby hanging onto one breast or have the electric breasts pumps on both breasts...not the most attractive scenario to think about eh? The husband dared not say anything when I was pumping for fear that he would get a semi permanent hand print on his cheek hehehe. My stitch has completely healed but my body still feel sore from the labor. Its amazing how you feel like crap days after labor. I am enjoying the baby and our newly expanded family. It was nice to see us rebond again with this bundle of joy.

3rd Day

We're home! And this is 'yours Truly' writing and not the husband.

Firstly, I would like to thank my beloved husband for being the media master for this truly memorable event...the birth of Suraya Eileen. Also to other beloved bloggers for spreading the word more efficiently than CNN and Bloomberg or if you live in the US, better than KRON4!!! The well wishes, I thank you. The husband actually made the point to print out the posting and the comments from you guys. Moved me to tears when I read them at the hospital.

So...I am sure you would like to know the Birth Story yeah?

In short, I say that the birth was peaceful and painless...thank you to Epidural and the inventor of this anaesthesia.

I was induced on Thursday, 12/07 at 2:30pm with a pill (which I do not know the name) put in my cervix to encourage softening. Just a quarter of the tiny pill for 3 hours and that started the labor. I was 2cm and only 50% effaced (softened) before the pill and after that, I was still 2cm and 80% effaced. I was also put on drip to keep me hydrated. They had to poke me 3 times to get the vein...uhhhmm, my veins are too small!!!

• Then the REAL DEAL began at 5:30pm. The Pitocin which started the labor and there was no turning back (means : cannot go home and say 'cancel' okay).
• By 6:30pm, the Dr requested for Epidural for me before she breaks my water bag. She wanted my labor and delivery to be comfortable. Good deal cos I was already practiicng my breathing while watching Seinfeld on TV.
• 7:15pm, got the epidural. One thing for sure, I HATE NOVACAINE SHOTS! Although it was such a small shot (twice, once when they put the IV in and once for the epidural), the pain was like stinging of a humungous bee, it burns...but by then, I was already dealing with the burn, I didn't realize the epidural inserted into my spine.
• 8:00pm, Dr Shu came, broke my bag...tonnes of water. Like Nazrah said, I will gush out lots of water like waterfall. By then my legs were bloated from the IV and numb from the epidural. No pain and I was still watching the 3rd series of Seinfeld. Dr told the husband, 'She will deliver around 3-4 am okay?'.
• 9-10pm, I was feeling whoozy from the epidural. The anesthetic went up to my ribcage and I was having difficulties breathing. I started to feel nauseated. They repositioned me by elevating the bed so that the anesthetic would run back down below my waist. It worked. Active labor, every minute. I did not feel a thing!
• 11pm, I was 4cm dilated. Received a call from Sam and Sal asking how I was doing. The husband gave some report.
• 11:30pm, the baby's heartbeat began to drop, a vital sign of baby going into transition, meaning : baby's head is coming down. Nurse checked my cervix, 8cm dilated and I could feel the baby's head between my legs. No pain.
• 1am, Dr came, she said she got 2 hours of sleep (she lives 2 mins away from the hospital) and she was so happy that I took a short time to have the baby. She was joking around, while putting my legs on stirrups.
• 1:05am, Dr still joking around. I told her,'Errr, I am pushing here and you're joking'. She says,'Oh, keep pushing...I am not done with my jokes'. It was funny. cos we were all taking this casually. When the baby started to come out, the Dr clapped and laughed so loud saying 'Keep pushing Ely, make the baby come out like Humpty Dumpty'....could you not laugh from that? I still laugh when I think about it hahahah.
• 1:12am, Baby Suraya came, in Dr's arms and she asked 'You wannit?' hahahaha. No pain!

Alhamdulillah, although the labor was about 10 hours, it was painless and easy with just 3 pushes for Baby Suraya to come into this world. And only one internal stitch 'down there'.

Right now, I am at home trying to get more rest. I feel like I just got run over by a truck and trying to recover.

I feel so bloated from the numerous IVs inserted during labor, my thighs are like a redwood tree trunk, my nipples are sore and full, and my 'down there' are also sore though not so bad now, together with the cramps to make up from the 9 months from being absent.

Thank you again for the wishes people. They mean a lot to my family...at least we know that we are close to your hearts :)

Day Two Update

Ely and little Suraya are still in the hospital, and both are doing well. Masturah spent the night with them, making for a "girls night out." Ely says it got a bit chaotic between 1 and 4am when baby got hungry, and Mas was complaining that she can't sleep with all the noise. Sorry I wasn't there, but I think this was the defining moment for our lives in the months to come.

I'm going to spend tonight at the hospital, and Mas will go off to her friend's house for the evening. Ely & Suraya will check out of the hospital in the morning, and I'll bring them straight home. Hope Suraya will like her new home. And I look forward to spending the next week at home, learning to be a daddy...

Introducing Suraya Eileen Greenfield...

NEW! ANOTHER UPDATE: I posted photos of Mas with her new sister... Click on this link to view the photo gallery!







(Posted by David, "The Husband")

Suraya Eileen Greenfield was born at 1:12am today, December 8. She weighed 6 pounds 13 ounces and measured 19 inches long. Ely is still in the hospital and will remain until Sunday morning. Friends and family are welcome to contact her via cell phone or e-mail. I will be traveling between home and hospital, and I will forward all messages to her...

Now...what is wrong with this flavor of cat food? These cats of mine have been so picky since their mommy has been staying home past month. They love Friskies but not this flavor. Some would sniff and give it a pass. Heck no...I would not comply and open another flavored can. I am just grunting over the fuss of these cats...grrr!

Sorry, I know that you would be expecting to see the baby picture instead of the can of cat food. Still no baby yet...and I am getting numerous calls from the office asking the same question. Nazrah...thank you for calling me, I was at the Dr's office when you called. Wish I had the energy to come online at night and chat with you as usual...but I have been so drained especially after Dr's appointment lately...sigh. But you know that I still love you to death!

So...Dr says that its still close but this little one is still not budging from where she's at. She says that I have created a very comfortable nest for this little one to stay longer. Well, with the cakes and cookies and food, no wonder she wants to stay longer! And guess what? I lost 1 freakin pound hahahaha. Must be the 'runs' that I have been getting lately. Whatever comes in goes out!

Like I have promised (now I sound like my Dr), the baby will come meet mommy and see the world by this week. Heh...will still not tell you when. Just lookout for this page okay? In the meantime, your prayers and thoughts for me will be greatly appreciated from the bottom of my heart.

I might update this page one or 2 more times before the baby comes, depending on how much I have to nag and grunt! *snort*

What the...

Friday, 12/01/06

• False labor AGAIN yesterday.
• Lost my mucous plug (google it if you don't know what it is) and had a sudden nagging menstrual like cramps and back pain, as if someone was stabbing my back every 5 minutes.
• Then the contractions came. Dr says do not call until its every 5 minutes per contraction that lasts 1 minute each for an hour (5-1-1). 6 hours later, called the Dr. Told Dr its the '5-1-1'.
• Went to the hospital in 20 minutes, Dr happened to be at the hospital checking on her patient.
• Got onto the examination bed guess what???????? The contractions stopped!
• Monitor indicated that there were teeny weeny contractions...still at 1cm dilation.
• Was observed for 45 minutes and it was 11pm, tired and sleepy, I wanted my own bed!
• Went to Starbucks on the way home, told the husband that his baby is such a faker.
• This one is one of a kind, she must be laughing in my tummy.
• Don't worry, we will pull her out of my tummy by the ear (or her nostrils if we need to) by end of next week...

Thank you Salizah for checking on me. My back was beginning to hurt at that time but hey, I AM STILL HERE hehehe...

Wednesday, 11/29/06...
Dr's appointment, 6:10pm

• Gained 2 lbs in 5 days (how did I do that?)
• Dr did internal exam. 1cm dilated, water bag is so full, very mature, ready ready ready.
• She predicted by Friday (thats Saturday in Asia dan kawasan yang sewaktu dengannya), I should be popping this little 'turkey'.
• Dr revised my birth options : the 'Stop and Drop' (enhanced labor) method when I check into the hospital (yes baby, the more pain the bettah!), which Drs I would prefer to have the baby delivered and which pediatrician I would be using (how awesome, chinese Drs and an american midwife are my choice and an indonesian pediatrician, Mas' pediatrician that is...Love being Asian!).
• The husband is getting excited...I am in pain.
• My pelvis is hurting like crazy, Dr says, its 'softening' pretty fast and steadily thats why it hurts.
• Intermittent Braxton Hicks plus strong contractions every few hours.
• I am not taking the Dr's word for saying that Friday...it will happen.
• If it happens, it happens, like I said, this little turkey has her own agenda. Must be the American genes that she has in her.
  

Sigh...I am very tired...this little turkey better stop playing games with me.

Oh...by the way, I found another Coach purse that I lurve!!! Of course the husband is putting me on 'ignore' button.

YES... I AM STILL HERE! You know, I have been getting numerous calls from my co workers asking if I have delivered. It gets tiring yes, it gets irritating ...hell yes...that I have not been answering calls. Its like this, 'You will be notified when I have delivered...in the meantime, just chill alright!'.

You see, it gives me pressure when people ask me. As if I am enjoying the last few days of pregnancy, pelvis bursting, back hurting, extra weight on the hips, who wouldn't want to get over and be done with pregnancy at this level? So the more calls asking similar questions, the more irriated I am. Wish there is a delivery 'camp' that I could just stay away from people and deliver when the baby's ready. Sigh...

Seems like this posting wil be a rant session for me eh? Maybe so. I do not have the burst of energy anymore...ran out of it. Now all I do is sleep, sleep and sleep. Can't help it. I get very tired after doing grocery shopping, after Dr's appointments, after watching tv, even after eating! I can't walk, sit or lay on the bed for too long as the left side of my leg numbs after a few minutes hence, sleeping can be pretty uncomfortable (I have to shift the weight from left to right every 3o minutes). It is also not a pretyt sight seeing my trying to put my pajama pants on cos I can hardly lift my legs up!

Oh and it is shopping fever now. After the Thanksgiving holiday, I have not stepped into any store just because the husband says that we're on a gross budget cut. Nothing for me at all. But then he came out buying records for himself. Ooopps, before you say anything husband yes, I know that the records are cheap but at least you have gotten something for yourself. Not that I mind but...am I being discriminated from shopping just because I am pregnant??? If I want to go to Dianda's he would say that I have eatened enough cakes and does not want the baby to get fat. Who cares if shes a fat baby, I am not diabetic and I am entitled to eat whatever I want!

So all I do now is stay home, clean, cook and watch Baby Stories on tv, which is all FREE....

It is like 39F now...about almost zero Celcius. No snow here in California unless there is a fluke snow like last year. So winter is approaching and the only warm clothing that I could fit into is this humungous sweat shirt and my shearling coat which I could hardly zip up. If I insist on going out, then maybe I could wrap myself in a thick comforter like the homeless.

Ok...am done ranting...I am going to find something else to do.

The mommy and the 'restless'...

I am still here!!! No baby story yet, just mummy story hehehe...

Long Thanksgiving Weekend. After the 'false labor', the baby has been behaving, but she surely is getting bigger as I would not be able to sit up straight for more than 30 minutes without having her feet jabbing into my ribs. *So I am kinda panting when typing this on the laptop on the bed*.

Yesterday (which was Saturday), I went for a manicure and pedicure spa, a gift from a friend. Oh my, this place is the ultimate place to pamper yourself. Overpriced manicure and pedicure, which only mat saleh will pay for, and I was the only asian customer at that time apart from the owner and the workers there.

30 minutes of pedicure and 30 minutes of manicure, 2 ladies hovering over me, one doing the feet and the other my hands. Sedaaaaaaaaaaaaaap! Wish the treatment would not end but oh well. I was then invited to enjoy their snack spread, which they have every Saturday, from Gummy Bears to sushi and juices and pumpkin pie, etc etc etc...

That done, it was time for the Dr's appointment again. Remember...its once a week now. This time, I get to see another Dr, the only one that I had never gotten the chance to make appointment with but the 2nd most experienced one in the clinic (there are 5 gynaes and a midwife in the clinic and you have to rotate consultation).

She checked my cervix...hmmm...not dilated yet but very 'ripe' or according to Dr's term...'favorable' (which means, the cervix is very ready for labor anytime and any day). She asked me how I was doing and let me rant and complain my physical situation, on why I feel more tired, heavier and my pelvis hurts so much now. She says as the number of pregnancies progresses, it gets more difficult and uncomfortable for a woman to handle pregnancies especially during the last weeks.

Then she suggested a solution. Since the pregnancy is about 39 weeks now, why not get the baby induced on my desired date 1 week from now. In Dr's term again, it is called 'Social Induction', boleh gitu. Sounds like a good idea eh? To all conservatives out there who would like to make labor happen naturally, sorry to disappoint you...I have gone through induced labor and natural labor and I feel that the induction would be perfect for me.

Of course the Dr says that we do this IF the baby doesn't come this week (which could most likely to happen too).

So we picked a date...which I am not telling you guys until the baby's delivered. Kalau nak tau jugak, 20 sen! HUSBAND...I know that you really cannot keep secrets, if you let go of this one, you will not be allowed in the labor and delivery room!

Oh so cruel...

It was Thanksgiving yesterday. We broke the tradition of not eating turkey since last year...no more turkey (lo and behold, the husband's mom moved to Reno and next year MUST go there for turkey grrr)! So we decided to laze around all day and then go for Thai and Indian food when we felt like it.

But what I felt around 2:30pm was contractions. I was sitting on the glider chair with my feet up the gliding ottoman when the tummy started to harden. The pain travelled from my lower back to the tummy and then to the pelvis (lower uterus) area. Pain? Sedap.......!!! But I didn't want to panic. I timed the contractions. Every 15 minutes and lasted for 2-3 minutes. After 45 minutes, I told the husband that I am having contractions every 15 minutes, not frequent enough to go to the hospital yet.

Yes, the husband was excited, Mas was excited. Both of them hoping that this would be the REAL one. I told them, not to get excited yet...cos it could be the false one. Of course, I remember Mama Rock's advise, not to forget the makeup. So I packed my make up in the Harrod's mini tote bag that Alya's mom had given me when she was in London, hehehe. Love that bag!

I was pacing, back and forth when trying to get dressed. Mothers who had gone through labor, you KNOW what I mean! Upon reaching the indian restaurant, I went to order the thai food from next door which I had been craving for. Then the pain turned to 10 minutes and then 5 minutes and then back to 10 minutes. Sounded inconsistent. So I called the Dr...the hospital was just 10 minutes away.

Dr says ,'I have a feeling that its false labor cos it was not consistent. Calm down, don't panic. Start timing again. Finish what you ate and drink more water. If the contractions are every 5 minutes and last 1 minute per contraction, call the hospital and we'll check you in. I'll call the hospital now to let them know'. What she said made sense. Almaklumlah...after 12 years of not having a baby, who knows!!!

The thai food was good, so was the husband's beryani. The contractions, became milder as I filled my tank. But the tummy was still hard as a rock. That was a sign that it was 'false labor'. According to theory, 'false labor' means that the mom is experiencing painful and strong Braxton Hicks (practice contractions) but it was not consistent to be a 'true labor' or to make it sound short, that my cervix is going through 'ripening' (softening), ready for labor in a few days to a few weeks.

Oh well, what an experience. The husband was already teary eyed when I was in false labor, I think he might be having 'crying convulsions' when I am in 'true labor' hahaha.

Tomorrow's another prenatal appointment. I am sure this time they will check how soft my cervix is now. My cervix surely is painful and my back is hurting now!!!

A friend is in SF, on her way to Utah on Sunday. I told her 'Sorrylah, I wish I could galivant with you at Union Square this weekend but this ole lady can hardly walk. But we could go makan tomorrow night!'. We promised to take her and her mom for a spin in the city tomorrow, after my early morning manicure, pedicure and prenatal appointments!

Oh and I will miss the Black Friday post Thanksgiving Sale shopping craze everywhere as the household is on a 40% budget cut! So don't even think about that Coach purses sitting at Gilroy which are giong at 40-60% off Ely!

Will update you guys later...sorry for the 'false labor' hehehe.

This could be my last pregnant picture before I pop.

My pelvis feels like it is bursting any minute. My lower back is hurting and my walking mileage has slackened, I walk like Mr Snuffalupagus (the character in Sesame Street). I have not been cleaning for 2 days, just vacuumed and not major cleaning but have been sleeping alot lately. Maybe tomorrow when everyone's at work and school, I could start my cleaning frenazy again.

The hospital bag is already in the car, the carseat is also already in the car, except me, whos waiting for the time.

You will hear from me again...I might still be pregnant for another 2 weeks or maybe another 2 days....who knows!

Can you see my ticker up there ^^^? The ladybird is going towards the end of the line! How am I feeling?

Hmmm, physically...heavy, uncomfortable, nauseaus at times and my rib cage is badly bruised. This little one is growing so fast and her kicks and punches have been so merciless. Sometimes her feet are way beyond my rib cage. The husband sometimes would watch my tummy ripple and then shakes violently, as if there's an alien in my tummy hehehe. It does get painful when she hits my bladder. Thanks for the maternity belt that I wear when I was working and when I go shopping, the belt helps lift the baby 2-3 inches above my bladder, she surely did not like it at first, kicking through the lower and upper belt but I guess she 'pasrah' after a few days. Thats my baby. So to expecting mothers, like what Nazrah says, 'GET THE MATERNITY BELT'...it really helps you balance and takes the weight of the baby off your pelvis when you're doing the most important task of being a woman...shopping!

This is my 3rd day of being a temporary 'stay at home wife/mom'. MAJOR NESTING happening here :

1st day : Did not sleep in at all! Excited to clean!

Gathered all the baby clothes, blankies and what nots, brought them down to the garage and got the waching machine going. 2 full loads, tonnes of clothes! Mas says that the baby's clothes are so small, like 50 pieces in 2 loads! Then we have the mama and papa laundry too.

In the meantime, I cleaned the bedroom, vacuumed, reorganized the baby's dresser, picked up the husband's socks and what nots on the floor, vacuumed and mopped the living room. By the time I was done, I was very tired but happy!

2nd day : Aaaah, get to sleep in, fed the cats before 7am, by the time I was ready to go back to bed, I had 4 cats in bed...how inviting!!! Slept for only an hour and the sun was up. I did not want to clean today, so I had decided to go out!

The husband did not bring his lunch today, so I decided to bring him curry chicken and rice and drove to his office. Of course, that was an excuse to go shopping after that!

Went to Anna's Linens and got some drapes. Funny...that was shopping time for retiree couples to go there and bicker over what color drapes they should get. I heard some couples speaking in Tagalog, Chinese and German. Got my stuff and then went to Babies R Us. Was there for only 15 minutes when the body signalled that I needed to go home and stop spending money! If you were walking next to me, you could be hearing me speaking to myself 'OK OK, I'll go back to the car now!'.

By the time I got home...the nesting frenzy was back on! Put the chicken into the oven, cleaned the counter, changed the dining table cover and then I got on the chair, got the drill, put the curtain rods on all by myself and hung the drapes in my room!

The husband said that I was crazy to have used the drill and hung the drapes, hey...I was happy.

Night time was not kind to me. The baby was moving so much, in between strong contractions. Yes, thought I was in labor. But the pattern stopped after 3 strong ones. Not yet I guess.

Back to the 3rd day today : What am I doing today? I am going to go back to sleep, wake up, clean and then pick Mas up after school to go to the mall. Thats my walk!

Tomorrow? I might drive to my nearby office to say hi to my co workers and send some Thank You cards via internal mail...save $$ on stamps heehehe.

Anytime now, anytime now...


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My pregnancy progression...something that I have compiled along my pregnancy.

The sign at my desk and outside my cubicle

Friday was my last day at work. It wasn't as chaotic as how I had expected as I think i have successfully delegated my work back to the boss and a co worker who will take over my position (at least part of it). I know that I shall miss my co workers alot.

But right now, I am relieved. Relieved that I am finally off work and can concentrate on cleaning my cave, wash the baby's clothes and spend quality time with my girl. Also, I would be sleeping alot, as I know that I would have to say bye bye to sleep when the little one arrives.

But as the weekend approached, we had friends to meet up for dinner and another group of friends that we met up in the city. 4 hours of window shopping at Bloomingdales, I thought that I would be in labor by the time we walked back to the car. But I was fine, tired but happy, got my walk!

Alex, Me and Jennifer

Today, I get to stay in bed most of the morning. Then we went to Costco to get food, especially food for when Ely stays home like the huge Special K Cornflakes, Strawberry and Custard Danishes and Madeleines..yummy! One lady offered me to sample a cookie but had to stop serving others when she say me saying 'Mummy, you look like you're ready to burst!' and I said 'Yup! I can feel the baby between my legs!'...she guessed it right that its a girl hehehe.

Then we went to Target and finally get to complete shopping for the baby. From diapers, to mittens to her toiletries. Oh and I also got a Pilot's bag for what I call the hospital bag.

I am in bed now, 7:18pm and having rested for 30 minutes after feeling aches in my tummy. I know, its getting very very close. I just hope that she could wait till at least after I see the Dr on Friday. The Braxton Hicks are coming more often. Some more painful but the pattern is not consistent enough for me to verify that I am in labor.

Tomorrow would be my first day off. That would be laundry day for the baby and more sleep. I dont think I would be bored death. I would be treasuring every second of being home.

The Baby Shower

It was suppose to be a surprise Baby Shower. But a good friend of mine just could not keep it away from me. In short, I had to act surprised when it happened. Nah, it wasn’t hard at all.

BUT….to tell you the truth, I was truly surprised when it happened. About 40 people came to the party to 'surprise' me and I was overwhelmed by the number of people who attended the party!

There were pink ribbons hanging with banners saying 'It’s a Girl!' and a huge cake, enough for 50 people. I was overwhelmed. I was told to make a speech. As usual, Ely said 'Well, I am speechless' but ended up ranting anyway…10 minutes of the time. Those who attended were mostly my direct co workers, members from the my Asian Group and my former co workers who took half day off to celebrate with me.

Oh my…as I am writing this, I am starting to feel the joy when I was at the party hehehe. Then I was told to sit down and open the presents. So many of them that I was sweating by the time I was done. Clothes, clothes and more clothes! Girl clothes, girl stuff! And then I jokingly said out loud ,'Hope its truly a girl guys! That’s what the Dr says' hahaha! Not forgetting gift certificates too, over $400 worth of them…rezeki little munchkin.

It was too nice of my boss to come back 60 miles from his dentist and then back to the city to join the party and then back home 60 miles at the end of the day. I know that he is in a frenzy as I am taking off from work starting Monday. I am sure he will be okay. Sooner or later, I will be moving to the new office and would be geographically away from him anyway.

Last night, I spent almost 2 hours writing Thank you notes to the co workers. I know that I had to do it then or I would never get them done. Could not sleep last night, still so overwhelmed by the party. I am feeling so warm and fuzzy inside.

People are commenting that the turnout of the party was wonderful and that others must really like me…and I said 'I wonder why people like me!' hehehehe...

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