Broga Hill

Hubby had been telling me (more like bugging me) that he wanted to go hiking. When he said either at Gunung Angsi or Broga Hill, I straight away agreed to Broga Hill. Reasons being 1) I know there will be a lot more people at Broga Hill and 2) I think Broga Hill would be an easier hike than Gunung Angsi. (I had no idea where Angsi is... Hubby told me it is near Ulu Bendul.) Wanted to go the weekend before but he was not well and I was not prepared, so we decided to go last Saturday morning. I woke up as early as 4am to prepare our egg-mayo sandwich and woke hubby up only at 4.30pm. Bags packed, fed baby (who was left with her tanter Abby) and off we go at just a little after 5am.

Reached there before 6 but we stopped for subuh prayer at the nearby Petronas station. We started our journey up around 6.20-6.30am and we reached there just before 7am.

Starting our journey

Journey up

Sunrise

Us at the top

Accident (part 2)

Alhamdulillah. That guy who hit my car the other day was a very responsible guy. Since I sent my car in for repair, I did not call him at all. And the car took sooo long to be repaired by Proton. After nearly a week, Mr Lee actually called ME and asked about the status of my car. The day after, when I told him I collected my car from the workshop already, he actually wanted to come and see me but due to work commitment, he couldn't. So I told him that he could just bank in the money, which he did. I am just grateful that my car got hit by a responsible guy like him, not someone who would just run away when clearly he had the chance to. Yeay to honest and responsible Malaysian like him!

March blues

I cried driving home last night. Tears came rolling down after my boss called me in to explain it to me. Called hubby but he was not available to talk. He said "see you at home" but I know I won't be in the mood to talk about it once I reached home. The problem was very personal so I can't just call some random people to talk about it. After hubby, the one person that could light up my day is my baby girl. You are my sunshine, my life, my everything. So I drove back to her as fast as my car could take me. When I got home, she smiled at me, whined when I hugged her to sleep and held my hand. That was all I need. Maybe "this" is the price to pay for such a beautiful, beautiful thing in my life. You are a beautiful blessing given to me, my dearest baby girl. And it was such a small price to pay in exchange of these precious moments with you. 

So for the record, although it was not great, although it was really upsetting, I am still thankful for the blessings I have in my life. It was not as bad as I think it was. And it definitely could have been worse. I just don't take failure too well but I need to learn to be thankful and appreciate the things that I do have in my life. For we are only human... everything can be taken away from you in a blink of an eye. So do spend some time appreciating the things most dearest to you and not focusing on the things you don't have. But of course, after I recover myself, I will need to strive hard to make it better. Not mope around and be left behind.

Tricia dah "sunat"

Hubby requested I blog about this event. Not that I won't but the fact that he requested it should mean that it is pretty important. He wants Tricia to read about this one day. Yesterday, 21/03/12, Tricia was 4 months and 11 days old. I took leave to bring Tricia for her so-called "circumcision". I said so-called with the inverted commas because it is not like what we do to the boys. It is just a small cut done down there (don't ask me specifically where because I didn't dare to look yesterday) just buat cukup syarat. I initially thought it was just customary to the culture, not a religious requirement. But after some research done with Abby, we found out that it is actually sunat to khatankan girls. So I decided to just do it. Asked Kak Azah and she did Qysteena's at Klinik Sariah in Bandar Baru Nilai.

I was nervous... When we arrived, Dr Sariah was not around. Apparently, she does the night shift. Dr Zaiton was on duty. After much thought, and since we were already there, we decided to just do it with her. People told me that the Dr will only use a needle to perform the procedure. But when I entered the Dr's room, there was this metal container with a metal scissors in it. (Panic!) So I just held Tricia's hand and stared at her face. She was looking and smiling at me. Guilt crept inside of me. (Soon she will feel the pain and not want to smile at me anymore. But we had to do it, my dear. It is sunat.) Her father was looking at what the Dr was doing. But within a minute, it was all done. Tricia didn't even cry! I was so relieved and proud. Dr commented, "terdiam die sekejap". But that was it. I didn't dare to look at the cut or whether there was blood but the maid told me there was no blood at the pampers when she changed it later. Lega... ^_^

Well done, Immigration Department of Malaysia

I just want to do a quick shout out to our Immigration Department of Malaysia / Jabatan Imigresen Malaysia. Went to do Batrisyia's passport last 25th February 2012 (Saturday) at the Presint 15, Putrajaya branch (They are open half-day on Saturdays and Sundays now) and they were very efficient! We were given an express number since we had a baby with us but silly me, I submitted hubby's application separately so I had to take another number to renew hubby's passport. Even after the mixed-up, it didn't take us too long. Went there around 10-ish and after taking the passport picture, filling in the form and queueing (twice), we got it all done by 12pm. Came back the next day to pick the both passports as we were too hungry to wait that same day.
Bravo! You prove that government agency can be efficient too. Here's my baby girl's passport picture. ^_^ Baru 3 bulan lebih dah ade passport.

Please turn off the lights, mama.

Last night, I came home quite late. Since my car is currently in the workshop, hubby had to pick me up. We went for dinner and went to repair hubby's spectacles before we headed home. The maid was busy trying to make Tricia sleep. (If I typed "put her to sleep", would it sound like the maid was trying to kill her?) So I picked her up, carried her around while her father was having his supper at the kitchen, then brought her up to our room. She looked sleepy but at the same time it was like she was trying to say something. I gave her the pacifier, which reduced the protest a bit but she was still making some dissatisfied sound until I turned off the lights. Right after the lights were turned off, she straight away closed her eyes and went to sleep. Senang jaga anak mama nih. Sayang sangat lah!

Accident

I got into a minor accident today. It wasn't major at all. I was driving my normal route to work this morning and suddenly I felt the car jolted, in front of the TUDM airport. Initially I thought I failed to balance the fuel injection into my manual-transmission car's engine. Then I thought, it couldn't have jerked that bad. So I looked at my rear-view mirror and noticed that the car behind me was extremely close to mine. Oh my. First time got into an accident alone. 

So I went down, took the guy's number, asked for his card (he didn't have one), took picture of both cars and drove off. Just like that. He promised he would cover the repair cost and everything but who knows. Hard to find honest people on the road these days. I also didn't press for anything that time and that is clearly my fault. Reason being, I hate to fight. When it is unnecessary like this, I would just avoid it. Unnecessary compared to the trouble I had to go through dragging him to the police station or made him pay me on the spot. I was alone and late to work. And to me, it wasn't that bad. If I had to cover the cost myself, I could probably afford it... UNTIL I was told that the estimated repair cost is around RM1K (550 for bumper, 380 for paint job and labour charges, around 100 for plate holder). Oh God. Pengsan.

I called back this guy. His name is Mr Lee by the way. (I don't know why people kept asking me the guy's race... Quit being racist people.) And told him about the estimated cost. He checked with another Proton service centre and was told that the cost would be more or less the same. What I didn't expect was, he asked me to share the cost with him =_=. Okay. That was direct. I said since I'm a bit broke at the moment, I am only willing to top up around RM100... since he asked for it. So his total cost should be around RM900. Yeah. Yeah. I should NOT have done that. But I was in a good mood and my day could have just gotten worse than that so to me it was not that bad. So I sent in my car just now... The mechanic warned me to get the payment first BEFORE I sent the car in for repair. But again... so not worth my trouble.

My car

His car (no scratch at all)

Terengganu Trip (July 2011) - Camy's wedding & Babymoon at Redang Island

Read Kak Jane's blog yesterday and realised that I don't update my blog as often as I should (no matter how many times I said I would). I went travelling a lot especially when I was studying in the UK but entries tagged "Vacation" were like less than 10! Even THAT includes vacations in Malaysia. Went through my old entries and found a couple of untagged vacation posts but even after re-tagging, there were still a lot of unwritten entries... Soon-to-be forgotten memories.

Let's not waste time. Time to catch up with my really delayed vacation posts. First up - Terengganu Trip (2nd - 5th July 2011) Months before July, Camy announced that she will be getting married and invited us to her wedding in Terengganu. Since I would be done with my exam that month, the girls and I decided to go for a holiday in Pulau Redang. Irna was our travel leader for this trip and anything to do with Redang was arranged by her.

As usual, I brought my mom and my bro along. (Mom hardly goes anywhere if it is not for work.) With that, my car was already full. Everyone else arranged their own transportation, mostly flew there. Camy took a comfortable 4-bedroom homestay for all of us to stay in Kuala Terengganu but the girls ditched me and my family so we got the whole big house to ourselves.

Since we went our own ways, we had dinner separately from the girls that night. Went round and round the area until hubby stopped at the police station! to ask where is the best place to have dinner. I don't remember the name of this shop but it was situated under the bridge and it was yummm.

The next day, we made our way to Pulau Redang for our vacation! We stayed at Redang Holiday Beach Villa and we took Semi-D Bungalow with seaview. ^_^

The first day there was spent relaxing, enjoying the view from our chalet. After dinner, we went to the beach to find "the blue sand", which are actually planktons that glow when rubbed, and found them! Irna was so excited because she didn't get to see them during our last trip here. We continued our walk until we reached Laguna beach resort and stayed there for awhile for drinks while eating kuaci.

The next day, after breakfast, we went to the marine park. Aizat arrived with Babar and his friend but couldn't make it to the marine park together. When we arrived, everyone went for a swim except me. Since I was 5 months pregnant that time, my gynae didn't allow me to go snorkelling. Initially, I sat quietly reading my book on the beach but after half-an-hour I jumped into the sea. Well she did say "Can swim but no snorkelling". Ironically, I arrived at the platform in the middle of the sea earlier that some who had been swimming way before me. =p Yeay, pregnant woman. Haha. After some rest in the evening, we spent some time on the beach again.

I know the pictures don't do justice to the beauty of nature over there and the fun that we had. Most pictures were taken by some more expensive cameras than mine but unfortunately I only have these few. But all in all, I had SO MUCH FUN over there with both my family and my girls. This trip was also my babymoon trip, our "honeymoon" together before the baby arrives. It was definitely a good break for me and for all of us.

Before we head back to KL on Tuesday, we made a pit-stop to meet Norul's new born baby, Adrian Jazreen Zidane bin Ahmad Khairul Naim.