Wednesday, November 11, 2015

I'll be writing again..

Salam there.. Hello bloggers.. Hi again.

Today it wasn't that bad. I have just completed my MGTT test, which requires me to fast a whole night last night before drinking a glass of sugary drink, and having a blood sampling. Well I did my research last night, it's necessary for expecting Mom to take the test, to rule out possibility of having diabetes during pregnancy. I finally made it to the second blood sampling, but end up throwing out all the sugary thing in the parking lot. I took my brunch (breakfast + lunch) later at 11.30am, and then I was somewhat dizzy and lightheaded. I managed to nap from 1pm to 4pm today.

It's been quite a while since I write. I kind of missing all the creative-deep-thought-before-portraying-thoughts-into-journal things. I was quite handful with current life. Yes, it's been since June 2012, since I started to work again, continuing my career as a school counselor, managing home and two kids, commuting every day from my home to office, really pulling all my energy. I do have some post that's pending in my draft section, yet I was unable to complete them all. I have to focus on to my priorities, and I do believe there will be another time for me to continue blogging.

So here will be a some ideas on what I shall write very soon. It will be around stories of living as a full time housewife, again, and perhaps another stories of recollection of memories all these three absent years. Aah and another important thing, stories about our sweethearts darling kids, Umair Iskandar, he will be 7 by end of this month, and Dana Sufiya, and she'll be 5 by the time the next baby coming, and maybe another journal of our newest incoming family members.

Well, I shall be writing again, soon. Perhaps the best thing to do now is doing mind-setting for the future, settle all the important and urgent things at home, complete all that is still incomplete, and we'll see next year should I do have plenty of time to spare for writing.

Just an update of the newest bun in the oven, I am in my first trimester. I experience morning sickness, nausea, vomiting, mood swing, exhaustion, backache, well, at least it's way better than my previous pregnancy, where I was somewhat 'allergic' to any carb such as rice or bread, or pasta, or wheat.. 

Pray for me guys.. I will be strong for my kids, my husband, my family. Wish us luck, and let's pray for a better years to come.

Thank you again... We'll keep in touch.

p/s.. pardon my English.. It's been quite a while since I practice using the language. (^_^) 

Saturday, October 3, 2015

Me and Stitches

It's been a while since I write. 
Somehow the memory of being stitched awake has successfully exposing itself in my mind.

November 2012. I couldn't fully recall what has happened on that very day. But it was so unfortunate as it happened so unexpectedly and actually to be honest quite impossible to happen. 

I remember, it was late in the evening. After taking back kids from nursery after work, We went straight home. We were in Putrajaya back then. While waiting for daddy to be home, my daughter was sneezing and I find a need to get a small towel for her. Perhaps I was too rushed and clumsiness get over me, when I rushed upstairs to the room, I somehow  tripped on the very top of the stairs. I can vividly remember I was praying not falling downstairs, not falling to the back. And all out of sudden I tripped forward, and my head bump to the corner of the door frame! It was dull thud, and my eyes went blank for a while, my ears was 'zinged', in a second I got my sight I felt warm liquid trickled on my forehead. I was horrified, and immediately raised and find the nearest mirror. I was bled! I took one small towel to hold up the bleed, and remembering that I have two small kids downstairs I slowly gatheing myself to step down the stairs. With the dizziness and trying to calm myself from being fainted, I managed to locate my phone and give my husband a phonecall. It was 6.30pm. I remember lying down on the sofa wth my legs propped and kids were scared having my bled on my head. I kissed Umair and Dana and I even told umair to take care of dana if i am not getting well. My husband was home about 40minutes later, we tried to go to Hospital putrajaya but it was packed so we made our way to ArRaudhah Bangi. I was ushered to their ER and after confirming there were no broken bones I was given 5 stitches on the forehead. Surprisingly it doesnt feel a thing! And good thing it happend on the very top of my forehead so my scarves will prefectly cover it. Well. Thats the memory I find it difficult to forget. As all memory connected, the pain and the sorrow, the joy and the happiness.