We had my cousin, Abang Wan come visit us in the midst of his business trip here.

Thank you Abang Wan for coming to see us. Every visit with a family is always a happy one. Till we see you again next year (as you have promised!).

In the meantime, Ely is addicted to M&Ms. From the plain M&Ms to the MEGA sized ones. Care for some M&Ms for breakfast anyone?

Baby talk...

Who says babies can't speak? This was taken when Suraya was 5.5 weeks.

Aftermath...

"More than Suraya handling herself well, my beloved wife handled Suraya well. In fact, Ely had to spend the majority of the time with her out of necessity. I am forever grateful to my wife for all she did on this trip, as are my grandparents and other relatives. I've said from the beginning that this trip is no vacation, but it's just something we must do, as my grandmother may only have one chance of ever meeting her only great grandchild. We couldn't have asked for a better family visit, and I hope Grandma can hang in there a little while longer so she can watch little Suraya grow. And I hope that Ely and I can see 65 years of marriage just like my grandparents...

Posted by sid presley 1/22/2007 1:46 PM"


With that comment, it means that I do not have to explain why we went to Florida.

Its been 48 hours since we came back from the trip. Suraya is still trying to get use to the Pacific time...being 3 hours later than Eastern time. Her bedtime is 3 hours earlier and she wakes up 3 hours earlier too.

The flight to Florida was a breeze. It was night time and both flights were not fully booked. Staff gave an an extra seat so that I could put Suraya in the seat next to me. It helped me a lot of not having to hold her all the time. We were not so lucky on the way back to SF. Since it was a Sunday, no extra seats available and I had to hold Suraya most of the way...that explains why I was so mangled. Every limb of my body ached. Took me 2 days and a 600mg Ibuprofen to take the pain away.

But we experienced watching a very scarey situation on our way out of Florida en route Charlotte, North Carolina. We were boarding the plane and there is a mother with a baby (about 1 year old) in hand. The baby was crying non stop for 15 minutes as soon as he boarded. Then all of a sudden we heard 'Hey, you need to BE QUIET YOU HEAR ME???'...I thought that was the father yelling at the baby but it was another passenger yelling at the baby! The mother in defense, yelled back and said not to yell at her baby. Then the ignorant passenger said 'Well, your baby is disturbing my peace and I am sure others feel that way too!'. But I also heard one passenger said 'No we don't' and I said 'Go get a first class ticket next time buddy!'. Geez...I think I would have reacted worse than the mother if Suraya gets yelled at. How ignorant some adults can be. It was not as if the parent was not trying to quiet the baby.

Well anyway, thats how travelling with an infant was for me. Suraya will be a world class traveller by end of this year. So many relatives to visit for a little baby lke her. For me, I am sooooo done travelling either by car, plane or train. My mother in law in Reno can wait until I am up to travelling again cos this mama and her baby is done for now! This goes to the husband too...ya hear me husband?

We're home and I am so mangled from the trip. Like I said, the mother is always the one who suffers after vacations.

Click here to take a look at all the photos while I take my time to recover...

If I did not have time to update this page before our trip to Florida, I am leaving these smiley pictures for you.





See you soon...

How to travel with a baby

Our Florida trip will be on Tuesday, January 16th...

Now now, I have not done this for the longest time....travelling with a baby. Yeah sure, my 2 older kids are excellent travellers since they were babies. We travelled by bus to Malaysia all the time and my parents used to haul my son by plane to Indonesia and the kids were never missing (like Home Alone) neither were they fussy travellers. Their 1st trip to the US several years back were also pleasant for them as they knew what to bring with them in their packpacks to keep them entertained for 21 hours in flight.

Infant? Baby? You can't entertain them but pray hard that they will not scream on top of their lungs during take off and landing in 2 separate planes on the way to Florida and back.

Like what the old people say 'Orang kecik, barang segerobok' (means : small baby but so much stuff). The smaller the baby is, the more troublesome it is to travel. Seems like the husband is oblivious to this...but he will know pretty soon!

Stroller : Suraya's stroller is the car seat/stroller seat and it combines with the car seat frame to turn it into a stroller. Since Suraya will be flying on our lap (or should I say MY lap?) and using the Baby Bjorn barrier...so lugging the car seat with us into the plane would be too much of a hassle. Our only option is to check the seat and the stroller frame into cargo. As we all know, cargo men DO NOT give a rat's ass if the stroller is new or not yeah? so we shall anticipate some broken parts and scratches when it reaches Florida.

Milk : No problem, just take ME and the breast pump along, this one's settled.

Clothes and diapers : Again, I shall bring half of her wardrobe with us for constant changing. Don't forget the lingerie net, don't want to clog the in laws' washer with her mittens and tiny socks (we learned it the hard way...a mitten got caught in our washer...$100 to take it out!). We shall bring about 20 diapers with us for the plane trip and the rest we could get at Target...if you're still in America, Target is always just around the corner.

Anything else? : Don't forget her gripe water! This will be the life saver for ibu and paps and the in laws! The in laws will borrow a crib for a few days for Suraya. To me, she could always sleep with ibu if there's no crib. Oh and don't forget my beloved Kakak Mas. Mas is so independant, she knows how to pack and what to bring so I never worry about her. She will also get her own room when she gets to the grannies house. We just owe her a good time.

Yes I am nervous flying with an infant...so leceh! But I have to remind myself...it will be as leceh as I want it to be yes???

Monday, January 8th

Today's Kakak Mas' first day of school after the fortnight winter break. Its 8:46am and the house is so quiet. I don't hear a 12 year old waking up and kelentang kelentung fixing herself breakfast...as she did the same thing at 6:30am this morning! No ticking of the laptop in the living room, no tv....very quiet.

So its just Suraya and me (and the cats) again since everyone's busy fulfilling their responsibilities at work and school. I know, now that Suraya is sleeping, I should be in bed catching up on my sleep. But I can't sleep until the cats are fed, dishwasher started, the breasts get pumped and milk put in freezer (must keep up the supply mah!) and blog hop or update my blog, where applicable.

Today will be Suraya's 1 month check up too at 3:45pm. Told the husband that he does not need to take us there as I could drive the baby to the Dr myself, picking up Kakak Mas from school on the way.

I also need to bring my pre-pregnancy clothes back up from the garage. Have to tell myself never to stick to pregnancy clothes as I am not pregnant and need to force myself to 'loosely fit'...I repeat 'loosely fit' my body back into those tiny clothes. Ohhhhhh and I also need to beg the husband to lug the stepper machine back upstairs...but first I have to think of where I could put this thing.

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Tuesday, January 9th

The pediatrician visit was great. Suraya had gained 3 lbs since she was born. I told the Dr that she was very fussy yesterday. Yes, I had to take a 2 minute shower and put on my jeans and blouse with one hand, the other hand holding on to her while she was crying hysterically.

The Dr said that she is 4 weeks. Babies get fussy and are at their peak of fussiness at age 4-6 weeks. In short, Suraya is at the peak of her fussiness and in 2 weeks, her fussiness will go away. Errr, well, I was not convinced as I insisted that she had gas.

Dr said that all babies have gas. He checked her tummy...nope, not that much of gas and if the baby is fed and clean, means that she is fussy. He also told me that giving her an ounce of Camomile tea will help her body to be more relaxed. Oh and another thing, the Dr says that baby girls tend to be more dramatic when they go through this phase...gee, thanks for letting me now!

Alas, when we got back from the Dr's the Colic Calm that I ordered online was at the doorstep! Yay..could be the end of her fussiness tonight! Yeah right...took her 2 hours to calm down and 2 dosage of Colic Calm to knock her out...which means, she slept from 9:30am and did not ask fro milk till 3am. Being used to getting up every 3-4 hours, I was awoken by her peacefulness. I made sure that she was breathing...who knows! And when she finally woke up for milk, at least I knew that she was alright.

Suraya is such a good girl today. Maybe the remnants of Colic Calm is still in her body...maybe till about 6pm when she starts her fussiness again!


Here's Suraya, sleeping peacefully last night before I put her in her crib. Such an angel especially when she's sleeping. Click on image for larger version.

Quick note : Lost another 5 lbs since I last weighed myself 2 weeks ago. 15 more lbs to go. And no, I have not started my diet yet, just eating 'smart'.

The Jalan jalan

Was a wonderful day today! We went to Muir Woods this morning and had a long 2 mile walk. I say that that was the first walk I ever had since I was 7 months pregnant! Doing brisk walk also energized me...oh how I miss walking so much!

Suraya is 4 weeks old yesterday. How time flies when we're having fun! As per my previous posting, we could say that Suraya gets more gassy nowadays hence, she has been crying a lot past few days. So we got her Mylicon (Walgreens brand) drops and for now, she is sleeping soundly and not fussing around. I have also bought a Homoepathic 'potion' called Colic Calm. This 'potion' is said to reduce gas and fussiness in babies. It also helps calm teething babies. It is not cheap, but hey, I'd do anything to make her a pleasant and happy baby.

Tomorrow will be the end of Kakak Mas' 2 week winter break. Mas has been such a wonderful big sister/nanny to Suraya and a daughter to me. She helps tend to the baby when I was in the shower or when I cook. I will miss her greatly when she starts school on Monday. No more couch potato Kakak Mas hehehehe.

Mak could not get an early ticket to fly here. So she is coming after our Florida trip...that would be on the 23rd of this month. I am getting excited. Yes, I do miss my mak, have not seen her for about 5 months. Having her around would be of a great help to me.

The Florida trip will be in 10 days. I always LOVE going to Florida. Love the hot and humid weather, the husband's family and the jewish deli. I am still nervous about flying with an infant. It is also going to be a night flight via Las Vegas. I don't like night flights, hopefully it would not take a toll on my body and the baby's.

I have also decided to take the Family Paid Leave all the way till mid/end March. I do miss my work however, work can wait, I know that I will not regret this time bonding with my baby and mak.

Sometimes you wonder how a baby that looks and behaves like an angel when you see them would behave like a monster when noone's looking? I could not believe it myself...

Like my mom says 'Baby dalam hari, banyak kerenah' (baby who are younger than 40 days are very fussy), which of course, is true. How could I forget when Mas was crying non stop for hours and days, me not knowing what was wrong with her. Sometimes you felt like you wanted to squeeze her or just give her a sleeping shot. And then comes Suraya. She is not as bad as her kakak Mas but she does have her fussy times and she surely knows how to make it known to everyone in the house.

Sorry to paps, this happens when he comes home and when its dinner time. This little girl would behave like an angel until we're ready to eat dinner. Her crying would continue till about 10pm or if I am lucky, maybe around 8:30 or so. You should see her when she refuses to sleep but is sleepy and tired, she would stiffen her body like a piece of hardwood, looking at me and eventually cry at the top of her lungs. Each time without fail, when she finally goes to sleep, I would crawl into bed, wasting no time to catch sleep as I know that she will start her siren again for milk in 3-4 hours. There was once when I crawled into bed at 6pm when she was sleeping and did not wake up till her next milk time...poor me!

Last night, she started to get fussy from 6:30-10pm. She always stops fussing by 10pm. I was already mangled by then, the husband was already snoring and into lala land. Kakak Mas was feeling so bad for me, knowing that I had been trying to put this baby to sleep since 3 hours ago!

Sometimes I could see the husband getting super irritated with her fussiness especially at dinner time. Its amazing how we mothers do not feel perturbed by the baby's ridiculous behaviour...maybe cos we're so used to missed meals and sleeptime, and the baby's fussiness during wake hours are nothing...or is it the mom and baby bonding that would make everything seem so easy? I guess this is our way of life that paps need to know and as the baby grows, it might get worse!

So this morning, after her 6am feed, I tried to catch some zzz's which did not happen till about 9am...45 minutes of naptime for ibu. Better than nothing. Let me see if I could catch some more zzz's after this.

Nazrah : This is why you have not seen me during these hours anymore. There's a soap opera happening right here in my house each night!

Good ole days...

Tip for new mothers : Blog as much as you can while the baby is sleeping to prevent withdrawal symptoms due to lack of internet time!!!

Reading my niece's blog and her friends' reminded me of when I was her age. So young, the time when we learned to NOT be innocent (which apparently, over ratedly showed!).

I stumbled upon words like 'seh' (example : aper seh, boring seh), 'silent break' (when you have a boyfriend and then he avoided you, means he doesnt want you lah, wonder if there was even a relationship? haha), and then this disturbing word 'siak', which is actually a substitute for another bad word. Example of these words, can sound so disgusting when I hear kids saying them back home but...when I chat with Nazrah, once in a while, it was kinda fun rekindling the pass...with Nazrah playing along, testing her adoptive Singaporean bebudak slang hahaha. We always end up laughing when typing such silly words.

Remember when we hated school work so much but loved school cos of our friends? I think all teenagers feel that way. Kakak Mas feels miserable now as she is on winter break and my niece is celebrating today being her first day of school.

I also remember the time when I kept telling my parents not to 'pressure' me and I was already highly pressurized. What was 'pressure' at that time? Well, tonnes of homework, tuition, tests and all. I loved to study when I was in secondary school. Always in my room with the radio blasting, doing my homework and catching up with my History, Math and Literature...to catch up with those chinese classmates who were so kiasu (meaning : scared to lose).

School shoes and bags. Since we wore uniform to school, those were the only 2 gadgets that would measure our coolness. No cell phones then...just those stuff.

And I must admit, having been to an Anglican school with very few malay kids, I was labelled as the 'belacan terselit kid' who dated non malays, dressed and had a haircut like Ah Lians...well it was more 'new wavey' style. I didn't care what people said to me. Some said that I 'tak sedar diri' (forget my roots) and sombong (snobby) as I didn't mix with the malays. But that was not why I did not mix with them.

Some of the malays in my school tend to have the same style. Hair braided in 2, long socks that look like stockings, short skirt 'wannabe' style and talked trash. For me, I had pointy canvas shoes, short new wavey hair, normal looking skirt and Depeche Mode posters on my folder instead of Search...and I didn't really talk trash, well, I spoke how the valley girls say their stuff hehehe. I sounded like an american wannabe eh? No wonder my girlfriends kept telling me that I have the 'Most likely to marry a Mat Saleh and move somewhere else' statement on my forehead.

Oh, talk about dates. I once dated this half malay and half chinese guy who could not speak malay for nuts. Very 'cina' in his style and to me, he was cool! But the malays called him 'ah beng' cos he did not project himself as a malay. I was 14 then. But we broke up after 5 months...maybe he got scared of me hahaha.

And remember the numerous crush we had on boys? Those underaged and under'haired' boys? I once had the longest crush on this guy. He ended up liking my best friend instead who ran away 10 miles as soon as she found out as she totally oh so did not like him hahaha.

Sigh...those were the days...miss 'em so much!

This is the beginning of a new year....2007, it came as fast as when we were in 2006 and then gone again to another year.

What have I achieved in 2006? Alot I can say. From achieving a satisfaction in my job, to losing 27 lbs on a diet, and then got pregnant, gained 40 lbs and have a baby! Of course, there's always a 'down' part of 2006...where my son decided to live in Singapore, 6,000 miles away from me...in the most 'unidealistic' way.

But that was 2006. It is 2007 now. Mak called last week and said that she would love to come and stay for 3 months to bond with Suraya. After what my family had gone through, having mak here would be a good boost for us. Maybe my family will mend someday, but I am not hoping for a miracle. So hopefully mak will come in 2 weeks or so.

Whatelse do I anticipate in the year 2007? A promotion when I get back to work. A new office in April. Talk about work, I am contemplating on taking and extended Family Bond Leave until April or so. At first I was thinking, should I go to work ASAP or should I send more time with my baby? 9 out of 10, it is best for me to stay home longer as there is nothing to lose but gain stronger bond with my family yeah? And insyAllah, maybe a new house to purchase (don't know where). Oh and don't forget, to lose more weight!

Thank you to Sam, Salizah and Alya for coming to visit on Aidiladha yesterday with rendang, daging masak merah, large sambal prawns, tahu telor and nasi kuning. Yes...such a large spread for us and I did not even lift a finger on the cooking (guilty me!)...but I shall come back with a vengeance okay Sam and Sal...this time maybe rope in my mother for the spread hehehe. By the way, Mak called this morning saying that she did qurban aqiqah for Suraya...maybe her kambing is kambing #6!

Oh and also...HAPPY BIRTHDAY SALIZAH!

To all readers, hope that your 2006 was a good one and may the year 2007 be a better one for you!!!

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...