Baby Blues (part 2)

The boredom has finally caught up to me....I am not the type of person who liked to be confined. I watched TV until to the point of flipping thru the channels every ten minutes and walked around the house like a zombie. I cleaned my maternity bag every day (dont know for what) and even got to the point of sorting through Shadiq's toys. But today is the day where I slept through the entire day from afternoon till the evening till I got migraine coz tried to keep on sleeping....I cant do any housework, cant do any walks outside nor can I do any activities that require me to sit down too long (gave me abdominal cramps and water leakage)....oh well, at least I am not confined in the hospital. My colleague called me earlier and told me how she was confined in the hospital. It was even worse where there are absolutely no movement at all, want to pee also got to use a bedpan, yucks! But then she was there for a few days then went into labour.

I really hope the next check-up this Thursday will give me at least good news. I really dont want another pro-longed labour....with the medication, it seems even more painful than without the medication and its really tiring just counting your days (or in my case, counting the minutes and hours)... and from the things that I have gone through the past few days, I got the feeling that this baby doesnt want to wait too. Hope the baby's weight have jumped to 2kg or more by that time, then he dont have to stay too long in the hospital like his brother. Shadiq was born at 34 weeks weighing at 3145grams and did not need to stay any longer in the hospital except for the jaundice.

Herman wants the baby to wait at least till the date hits 8th or 9th august. Then we can get freebies for delivering a national day baby....Typical Singaporean....anyway he said government suck in so much of our money so must try to get something back from them...if Herman had turned out to be a politician, he would probably be on the opposition side and we are probably under exile or risk being sued till we get nothing left. He have not even hang out the flag yet...

Baby Blues...

I just have to note this down on my blog as a significant detail of my second pregnancy. What happened was last Friday was the starting point of a lot of pain and frustrations. It started with a slight migraine and nausea....shrugged it off as maybe part of the medication side-effects. Then my lower back started to ache. Lie down and sleep for most of the day. Then my stomach start to ache as well as the lower part....no matter which way I turn, walk or sit, the pain seems to be everywhere. In my head, I started to think "Oh no! Don't tell me its time now." Kept praying very hard and talking to the baby not to come out now.

During the night, I break out in cold sweats and despite the medication that supposed to stop the contractions, I can feel the baby pushing down. Kept groaning in pain and praying hard not to let the baby out yet. Shadiq sleep on regardless of my pain so did Herman who was snoring his heart out. When I couldnt take it any longer, I throw a pillow at Herman. He woke up with a start and ask me what's wrong. Imagine that, here I am in pain with both my legs up on the pillows for support and he asked me what's wrong. When I told him, he yawned and said "Okay, just sleep and the pain will go away in the morning." Turned to the side and continue snoring!

'Sigh'....I bear the pain as long as I could then I throw another pillow at Herman again. He woke up, ask me what's wrong again and why I wasnt sleeping yet. To tell you the truth, I was tempted to throw something a bit more heavier than just a pillow. Told me the same thing again that the pain will go away if I sleep. When I insisted that I cant sleep, he told me not to worry and just dont think about the pain. Yeah right...dont think about the pain when I am in pain...actually I was also tempted to just rush out of the door with my maternity bag into the cab and to the hospital.

But I was worried about the baby and so I just kept on praying while Herman was snoring and somehow I just blacked out. Woke up later in the night, shirt covered in sweat and my shorts wet...Had a slight migraine and nausea....couldnt sleep after that....woke up feeling grumpy and angry, grumpy because of the migraine, angry because I am still sleepy and tired. When I told Herman about the whole night incident, he just said, "Oh, I didnt know that."

If you want to know, that is what happened to me when I was in the labour ward. He was also snoring his heart out while Shadiq was pushing his head out. Apparently they had a very comfortable sofa bed and he got tired of standing by my side, so he wanted to sit down for a while. He turned on the TV which happened to be showing a repeat telecast of a soccer match. He watched that until he fall asleep. The nurse came in and commented how loud he was snoring. He woke up when I threw a pillow at him. he changed the channel and said "Hey, Kuch, Kuch Hota Hai." on which I retorted "Kuch Kuch Hotak You! Baby dah nak keluar!" He grinned and said "tak leh tunggu jap ke. The movie just started. Cerita best!" on which I retorted "Why dont you go home and watch?! Im busy here!"

Husbands......I have a feeling that the next trip to the labour ward, it will be the same like the last time. I will be busy pushing and Herman will be busy snoring.

Camera, Ready, Action! (Part 2)

And here are some of the pics that I have of the kids in my class. I kind of miss these kids....I have been with most of them from nursery to now so I kind of attached with them....

Camera, Ready, Action! (Part 1)

Feeling bored because of the 'confinement' that I have to go through so I took the opportunity now that my 'boss' (Herman) is not here to supervise me, I take the liberty of updating our blog and adding in some pictures that are locked away in my handphone.
Most of them are about Shadiq (seeing that he is the only child right now) when I realised that I never have a family picture of me with Herman and Shadiq. It is usually either of us with him...must make it a point that the next picture I will be updating will be a family picture together with the baby. Right now, I just have to make do with just Shadiq doing whatever it is he like to do....from home to the airport to the science centre and back to home....

Maternity Blues....

Got to spend at home for two weeks (hospitalisation leave) on the bed, lying down, got orders from the doctor not to do anything except to rest and only move when I need to go to the toilet. Other than that, I am under strict orders not to move about. The story goes is when I was around 29 weeks pregnant, I started to have strong contractions and recently last Friday when I was 30 weeks pregnant, marking my student's books, I started to feel a wet sensation in between my legs followed by a very strong contraction. That jolted me out of the classroom with haste to the toilet, thinking that I hold back too long and needed to go immediately. But it wasn't pee-pee but was actually a signal that the baby was on the way....

I calmed myself down, went back to the classroom, bring the children over to the playroom and relax myself at the library area where there is a soft mat to sit down. I read some books to the children and sensing that the contractions stopped, I called Herman to tell him what had happened. He panicked and told me to take the rest of the day off...but being the workaholic, I said later after my pre-nursery class in the afternoon....ended up working the whole day, contractions or not.

The next day, we went to the doctor and up till then, I was prepared to spend the rest of the day in the hospital onwards, mentally preparing what to do and what to tell Herman to bring, plus reliving my past visit to the maternity ward. However Doctor Aziz was quite surprised to hear about the early contractions and that he would not want me to have a premature birth right about now as the baby would have to spend more time at the ICU ward...so needless to say, I was immediately given medication to stop the contractions, given 2 weeks of hospitalisation leave (asking me to opt for hospital or home, I said home, no way am I going to lie down at the hospital feeling helpless) with strict orders to lie down in bed doing nothing.

Kind of fun though at first, being served breakfast, lunch and dinner on bed, watch TV the whole day and just need to call for Herman if I need anything. But the next day, I started to get real bored, even have a slight migraine, being enclosed in a room without moving about. Occasionally I still do feel a bit of water leaking followed by a slight pain but if I dont move around, I dont feel it. My next appointment is on the 31st of July which is to determine if I really do need to go to the hospital or if I need to extend my mc and lie down at home or what I dont know....Poor Shadiq cant get near me for fear he might do a stunt on me or accidentally hit the stomach area cause a mere push on the stomach can cause some bits of water to come out and I have to make sure that not too much water came out or it might be an emergency trip to the hospital soon.....

Oh well....the sacrifices you have to go through for your baby....as long as the baby is healthy and fine, any discomfort or pain is nothing for this mummy.....

Our House.....Finally!

Finally, after a year of sharing our house with 7 other people, we finally got the house to ourselves. They moved out last Thursday so we spend the weekend cleaning and dusting the house, shifting furnitures, breaking our backs but it was all worth it! We can finally laze around the living room, roll from one end of the house to the other end, while Shadiq throws his toys all around the house...kind of like a house-warming family party.

We have not gotten around to prepare Shadiq room yet...his bed and cupboard will only be coming in this Saturday. Besides he enjoy playing in the living room and he sleep with us at night....that is we have to start making him sleep in his own room. Worse to worse when the baby is here, Shadiq and his daddy can sleep together while I sleep with the baby at night....

But until then.....our house, the roof over our heads, our humble abode, finally is OURS once more!