March 2015

It had been a hectic year so far at work and given everyone's tight schedule, it's harder to take leave these days. However, last weekend I managed to take 2 days and it was so much joyyy!!! Haha.

Friday:

Didn't achieve much on the first day of leave. Wanted to renew our passports and make a new one for Haziqa but we arrived at immigration Menara Ikhlas at 11am and they were out of numbers. Actually we can still do Haziqa's passport but I forgot to bring her birth cert. Went back to have lunch in Nilai and got Tricia's ears pierced!

And then, hubby and I left the kids and rushed to Shah Alam and he bought me this!

After that, we rushed to Bangi for our cousin's akad. Then rushed again to KL to have drinks at the Helipad, Menara KH.

Saturday (The Reception):

Sunday: Spent time with hubby at the station in the morning and went to PGL in concert with mummy in the afternoon and Red Lobster, The Quill right after.

Monday: Finally managed to renew my passport and made Haziqa's passport and renew my licence! Did shopping to furnish the Starzvalley house before GST. Oh yeah, I received the keys the week before. ^_^

In the evening, celebrated Haziqa's birthday, a week later. Just a low key affair with the family.

At 11 months, can drink using straw.
At 12 months, can walk more steadily and still in the process to grow her confidence now.
At 12 months, first 2 teeth FINALLY coming out.

Eat on time.

Of all the things I learn at 30 years old, it shocked me that this is one of them. Eat properly. Yesterday, I spent the whole day alone with the 2 kids. By 9pm, I was already so cranky. I was thinking maybe I'm not built for this. Maybe I'm just a lousy mom, who can't handle taking care of her own kids full day alone. It even crossed my mind that at times like these, I sometimes regretted having 2 children close apart because it is just too much for me to handle them by myself. Little that I know that the solution was so simple.

Last weekend, hubby pointed out that our youngest daughter is exactly like me, even to the point that she is cranky when she is hungry. Well, who isn't, right? But my hubby said I am EXTREMELY cranky when I'm hungry. So last night was just a prove how right he was. My last meal was at 12pm. At 7pm, I was already hungry so I cooked some rice. But busy handling the kids, I put off eating until way after 10pm. And by then, I was as scary as a cookie monster. I even refused to talked to my husband when he called me that night! (which is very rare because I always LOVE talking to my sunshine.) After grumbling to my friends, one of the moms in that group pointed out, never skip your meal as it will make you grumpy and that would affect your mood and how you handle your children too. So screw "diet". I ate at 10pm, then wallahhhh... my mood improved immediately. By right, if I had eaten on time, it would be a healthy diet as it would give time for the food to digest before I went to bed. Lesson learned.

And my conclusion from this lesson? Hubby knows me better than I know myself. Wahahaha.

Our evening cycle/walk/stroll

A Gift for a Muslim Bride

Currently reading:

A friend recommended this book and I must say I'm in love with it. Am motivated to be a better wife for my husband. ^_^ And I absolutely recommend this to all wives out there. 

Haziqa's eczema. Tricia's first day of school. Tricia toilet trained.

Two weeks ago, both my daughters fell sick. Tricia was down with high fever on Thursday so we came home from work and brought her straight to the nearest clinic. Luckily we got the "insert" medicine because her fever shot up in the middle of the night. That same night, Haziqa couldn't stop crying. Initially, I thought she was just being cranky. She cried non-stop until I couldn't take it anymore and I passed her over to her father. My husband... sleepily... took the baby, turn on the lights and remove Haziqa's shirt and found the problem in 10 seconds. Her body was red all over and she was crying because it was very itchy for her. T_T poor baby. Mummy didn't think of that at all. I put her expensive QV lotion for sensitive skin (because she has eczema. Don't know where/who she got it from.) all over her and rub her to sleep. Only after that she managed to sleep.

Having very little sleep that night, I asked my boss whether I could take EL the next day, which I did. Brought the kids to their paed in Seremban and Haziqa got a cream for her fungal infection on her skin. Then both of them had to use the nebulizer for their phlegm. Tricia was weak the whole Friday and since she didn't recover on Saturday, my mom agreed that it was time to take the antibiotic that was given to us earlier. Only after that, she returned to her normal active self. Phew... what a long weekend that was to me. 

I was on regular leave on Monday because it was Tricia's first day at her kindergarten. My husband, my mom and I went to send her off on her very first day. She didn't cry, which was expected because when I brought her over to survey for schools earlier, she seemed excited and eager to start school. She looked worried to be left behind but after I explained to her that we will pick her up, she put on a brave face and went on. 

Oh, she was toilet train (during the day) for about a week when she started school (YEAY, FINALLY) so she refused to wear pampers to school. "Pagi pakai spentot, malam pakai pampers" she would say. But her father was worried she's still not comfortable with the teachers that she might have some "accidents" later so before I left her, I brought her over to the toilet and explained to her the situation. She let me put the pampers on and went on to join her classmates.

 

Haziqa's progress: 9 months

At 8 months 3 weeks, Haziqa has started to stand and lift her hands up. Although still wobbly and not stable, she has started to take her first few steps at 9 months. No sign of her first tooth yet.

Tricia is 3. Haziqa is 8 months.

I find it more and more difficult these days to find time to update my blog. So quick summary.

We went to Legoland Malaysia twice, just one month apart. Weekend 10-12 October and last weekend 8-9 November. The first time I just wanted a getaway. But Tricia had so much fun, she asked to go again every single night after we came back so we went again on her birthday weekend.

That said... on 10 November 2014, Batrisyia Hana is THREE!!! Oh how time flies.

Hubby and his guy siblings are opening a shop in Seremban 3 selling stationeries, handphone accessories, photocopy services and many more. I foresee very little weekend time together after this.

And while we were leaving the shop yesterday, Haziqa fell head first onto the pathway. My heart broke into pieces to see she scraped her forehead. Although her injuries are limited, I cried when I was comforting her. T_T Oh she's 8 months today. ^_^ My darling little baby. Been standing up with support for 2 weeks or so already.

I am down with flu and cough now actually. Got it from the kids last week and it got so bad up to the point that I slept whole day last Thursday, got 2 days MC for Thursday Friday, went to work for a bit on Friday, and again down with fever Friday night. When was the last time I fell this sick? Can't recall. Good then, I guess.

Haziqa 6m: Crawling phase

Before I missed this update out, here's a quick one. Haziqa has started her crawling pose for a few weeks now... to my surprise actually, coz I just told hubby I thought she would be starting all these muscle exercises later since she is quite clingy. She definitely likes to prove people (who look down on her) wrong.

6 months also marked the day I could open her ASB account, which I did. On top of that, I had also opened a Tabung Haji account for both my daughters and registered them for Hajj. Their turn would be in year 2075. 

Tricia 2y9m

1) Left hubby and the kids in the car while I went to pray at a petrol station. When I was done, hubby looked like he was searching for something. He kept asking where were his glasses. I thought he meant sunglasses because he was wearing his daily glasses that time. When he couldn't find it, he asked Tricia... "mane specs papa?". Innocently, she pointed to his eyes. "Tu!" Wahahahaha. It WAS what he was looking for. It was so funny. 

2) Hubby has never been the one to scold Tricia but whenever Tricia hurt his feelings, he would give her silent treatment. There had been a couple of occasions where I had to teach Tricia to pujuk her papa by saying sorry and hugging him. Sometimes I nearly cried when she tried so hard but hubby still ignored her. However, recently, the table turned. Hubby was tickling Tricia even though she kept telling him no. When he wouldn't stop, Tricia gave HIM the silent treatment. I was so shocked. Her papa was begging her to say something... and kept laughing nervously... trying to break her silence. After awhile, he said sorry to her. Only then she stopped her silent treatment. OMG! I really couldn't believe it.
3) That same day in the car, Tricia suddenly made a statement that shocked me. "Mummy tu, asyik cium adik je." What????? Though I knew the statement is true, I just didn't expect it to come from her, at this age! So I said... but you never let me kiss you. Come here. She came to the back... but was quite a distance from me. I asked her to come closer to kiss her cheeks but she INSTRUCTED me to kiss her head. When I kissed once... she asked me for more. "Lagi... Lagi... Lagi..." Errr, why suddenly mummy kene bully?

4) It is known and expected that mummy will always bring her milk powder and can produce her milk on demand. When I told her, "susu takde". She looked at me and said "buat la". =_=

5) Took leave last Monday to scout for kindergarten. Went to see 3 schools. Hubby brought Tricia and I to the last one we went to. While talking to the teacher, Tricia said "papa... taknak sekolah nih". Err... quite surprised to hear her voice out her preference. The last school is nice... very elite but less "kindy".
The one we (Tricia and I) like is unfortunately quite far from the house. No transportation available. Unsuccessful to persuade Aleep's (Tricia's cousin) parents to move him to the same school, hubby told me to just go ahead if that is what I really wanted. He will work something out. I am really touched by hubby's gesture. So I guess we have picked a kindy already! Tricia is excited to start her session soon coz she's been telling everyone, "mummy bawak Tica pegi school". ^_^

Toilet training Tricia

I have been "slightly" peer-pressured into toilet training Tricia. Moreover, I wanted to send her to kindergarten soon and most kindergarten would require the child to be toilet trained. I can't depend on the maid to do it especially now that we were left with one, instead of two, to look after the kids. Since this weekend and next weekend would be a long 3-day weekend for me... I felt that maybe I should just give it a try. 

Day 1: Despite telling her many times to tell me when she needs to pee, she kept having "accidents" and peed in my room, the kitchen, the living room. She only told me after the accident happened. Whenever I scolded her for not peeing in the toilet, she cried and promised me to pee in the toilet the next time but then accidents happened again. 

The first two times was probably my fault. I didn't bring her to the toilet often enough. But the third time, I just brought her to the toilet 10 mins before. I didn't have the heart to scold her so many times so when she took her nap at 7pm, I told her to put on her pampers again. Enough training for one day.

I know my friends told me that I can't do it on weekends only. The training must continue during weekdays. But given the circumstances, it is not possible. I would stick to my weekends routine... until she is more in control of her bladder. 

Who knows parenting can be sooo difficult. =p

Haziqa's first solid food

Last Friday, at 5 months 5 days, I fed Haziqa with banana puree with breast milk added to it. She looked excited to eat her first ever solid food. Why I started relatively early? She just looked too excited whenever she saw me eating. I searched online and found that we could introduce solid food as young as 4 months. Just introduce one solid at a time so I chose banana as it doesn't require "cooking". Just cut the banana into small pieces, mash it, add breast milk and done! Anddd She loved it. She even cried a little when I was too slow to feed her. I didn't give a lot though. Let's start small first. Gave a bigger portion to her yesterday. And so far she hasn't poo yet. I hope it didn't upset her young stomach. 

IUD

Last month I called to make an appointment to see my gynae to put in IUD. Since my gynae is very bz, I only managed to secure an appointment after raya. Silly me I didn't write down the appointment date and went the week before. Woke up super early that Saturday only to find out I got the wrong date!

After that, Abby went to see her gynae and her gynae told her to wait for her period before installing hers (mainly coz she never went through normal delivery before). I got discouraged (since I haven't gotten my period yet due to breast-feeding) so I was contemplating not going for my appointment. My mom caught wind of it and forced me to go anyway. After consulting my friend, Dr G, I decided to go. However, we (my mom and I) woke up late that day so I went for the afternoon session. My mom took the number for me at 11.30am and we got the 3rd last number for the day. Arrived there at 3.30pm and only managed to see my Dr at 5.45pm. Kesian Dr saye ramai patient. When I entered the room, she joked "I heard you are pregnant". *jaw drop* ahahaha.

Anyway, my Dr said okay to put in my IUD. Yeayyy. Finally. Been trying to get it installed since my post-natal check up. But since I delivered via C-sec this time, Dr advised me to wait 3 months for the wound to be completely healed as she fear the thing would stick to my wound. Now I can testify to it. To install is not painful... it is just a bit uncomfortable. I just didn't expect that much blood after the procedure. However, I also think the procedure "induced" my period because the day after installation, I had a very bad pain at my lower back. And my breast milk supply was also affected. It was significantly less this whole week, which according to my friend could also be affected by period. Hope it recovers soon...

Haziqa dah sunat

After 3 attempts, we finally managed to send Haziqa for circumcision today. A week to 5 months, at 4m3w Haziqa dah sunat at Kilinik Sariah by Dr Sariah herself. She didn't cry but let out a "eeeekkk" a bit to tell me something was happening. Alhamdulillah all went well.

Love doesn't come easy

Hubby and I have always agreed that LOVE requires hard work. It doesn't come easy. 7 years of courtship before marriage had definitely thought us that. We had our fair share of ups and downs but Alhamdulillah, we got through the storms and kept running back to each other. But this post is not about spousal love... I want to talk about family bonds.

Growing up, I was not too close to my grandparents. I don't remember both grandmothers... and both grandfathers were too far away to be visiting me often. Today, looking at how close Tricia is to her grandparents, I feel happy for her. But her closeness doesn't come for free. I don't mean financially, though both sides of the family provided her with plenty, but I am referring to time and energy.

Let's face the fact... Tricia is not easy to look after. She is a bundle of energy that is very Very, I mean, VERY active. She's also nocturnal, like her father, which is the opposite of me. So when her father is out, and it is past mid-night, I would normally go to sleep so she either had to force herself to sleep (which is highly unlikely), entertain herself or disturb other people. Whenever we are in Bangi, she normally would have to mind her own business but when there's other people around, she would most definitely choose the last option. I am lucky to have family around to help me with her. When in Nilai, sometimes my SIL abby would take her in, sometimes my parents-in-law do. When in KL, either my mom or my brother would take on that job.

Mind you, my mom is 64 this year and my in-laws both are in their late-50s. They are strong for their age and are capable to take care of Tricia BUT they are not that young anymore. Having to keep up of that bundle of energy is definitely not easy. But they do it anyway and I am sure out of love. They sacrifice their time and energy to entertain this little stubborn being because she doesn't want to go to sleep. 

Is it all a waste? Is it worth it? Because of time and effort put in by them in raising her, she is, unsurprisingly, close to all 3 of her grandparents. She knows her routine to go to Atuk's and Wan's house during the day and during weekends or holidays, she now knows how to demand to visit tokma and cacik. She loves all of them dearly and it is because they effort they put in to raise her. It is not free. Love is not free. Love is hard work.
Thank you everyone, who loves her dearly and help us in taking care of her. We value your effort tremendously. Kiss kiss.

What did I tell you yesterday =_=

Both in a day +_+

TransAsia Airways plane crashes in typhoon-hit Taiwan, 47 dead

TAIPEI: A domestic TransAsia Airways plane crashed on landing on an island off the west coast of typhoon-hit Taiwan on Wednesday, killing 47 people, the Civil Aeronautics Administration said.

Contact lost with Air Algerie plane carrying 116 people from Burkina Faso
ALGIERS (Reuters) - Authorities have lost contact with an Air Algerie flight en route from Ouagadougou in Burkina Faso to Algiers with 110 passengers on board, Algeria's APS state news agency and a Spanish airline company said on Thursday.

Make that 3

US teenager who was circling globe in plane dies in crash

PETALING JAYA: American teenager Haris Suleman (pic), who attempted to circle the globe in a single-engine aircraft in 30 days and made a pit stop in Malaysia, has died in a crash.

Fox News reported that the plane flown by the 17-year-old crashed into the Pacific Ocean shortly after taking off from Pago Pago in American Samoa on Wednesday.

Sad year indeed

I feel like death is staring us at our faces. Less than 5 months since the disappearance of MH 370, which until today we still have no clue what happened to it, we were shocked by another devastating news: MH 17 was shot down. It was believed that it was shot down by pro-Russia separatist rebels near the Ukraine-Russia border. Images of victims bodies filled the social media. It is indeed a sad year for Malaysia.

At the same time, during this holy month of Ramadhan, we were bombarded by pictures and news of the war that is currently going on in Gaza between Hamas and the Israelis. The number of death toll of the Palestinians, which were mainly civilians and children, was just UNACCEPTABLE. Currently more than 500 and counting. I have never felt so "close" to a war zone before, as I am today, thanks to the technology of, again, the social media. Can't anyone do something to help? Can't anyone intervene for the better? Read this morning that US army is preparing to send troops into Gaza. Oh my... that is only going to make it worse. Not better. What is happening to the world? Where is the humanity?

Last weekend, after so so long, hubby and I managed to find a time to watch a movie together and since hubby watched most movies shown in the cinemas already, we chose a movie he hadn't watched, recommended by some of my friends, titled The Fault in Our Stars. The movie was supposed to be comedy/romantic/drama but it was actually about living, suffering and death. It was alright, except it made me cry so much, especially now that it hit so close to home. 

I feel helpless... Nothing much I can do to change the world. But I hope the small contributions I make here and there do make beneficial changes to the people around me. Let's spread some love, people. Love.

Haziqa 4 months. Tricia 2y 8m

How time flies. I didn't realised Tricia is 2y 8m already.

Haziqa at 3m3w: Tokma was complaining that she had not started turning. Tokma said Tricia turned before I went back to work. Honestly, hubby and I both couldn't remember that detail but I'm not worried at all. But Haziqa apparently understood Tokma's concern because as soon as she put her down, Haziqa straight away turned! Wow. Last night, at 4m 2d, I put her on the floor while she was strengthening her muscle holding her head up while lying down on her front, I was playing my phone beside her. Before I noticed it, she was not at her previous spot, which means she turned twice i.e. managed to roll herself to a new spot already. Proud of you, sayang.

Tricia: I'm sorry I couldn't find more time to document your progress at this stage, honey. And I am also sorry I couldn't find more time to teach you new skills, which I am quite worried about currently. While I haven't toilet trained her and she hasn't learn her ABCs and colours and speaking English, she is currently developing her conversational skills.

1) Mama ina testing her whether she can take Haziqa home with her

Mama ina: Tica, mama nak bawak balik adik, boleh?

Tica: Boleh.

(Papa asked mama ina to ask Tricia if mama ina could bring back her papa too.)

Mama ina: Mama nak bawak papa balik boleh?

Tica: Hmm... *pause* boleh TAPIIIIIIIII jaga elok2 tau. =_=

2) Couldn't find her milk bottle

Papa: Tica, mane botol susu?

Tica: Takde.

Papa: Mane tica letak? Cari laa betul2.

Tica: Tak tau. Takde.

Papa: Kakak letak mane?

Tica: Ade dalam kerete papa kot. 

(It wasn't in her father's car but now she knows it is a possibility.)

3) Went to 7Eleven with papa and bought bread and biscuits

Papa: Tica, papa nak roti.

Tica: Nanti tunggu sampai rumah eh papa.

Papa: Papa nak biskut.

Tica: Nanti tunggu sampai rumah eh papa.

4) While out in the car and she wanted milk.
Tica: Mummy, nak issue (susu/milk)
Me: Susu takde.
Tica: Buat lah.
Amboih. Demanding. She expects I always bring her milk powder with me anywhere we go.

Breastfeeding while working and Ramadhan

I started introducing formula milk to Haziqa a week to 3 months old. Reason being, I didn't make enough stock during my maternity leave. What little stock I kept frozen during my leave, I didn't dare give it to my baby. To me it smelled bad... like rotten fish. I threw most of them away. When I told my colleagues about it during pumping session at work, they scolded me because apparently, the milk was supposed to smell like that. Eww, how would I know. And no one in the family had frozen milk that long before so I didn't have any reference at home. I had been bugging my bff Haslin and SIL Abby a lot on the tiniest issues on breast-feeding and I didn't want to disturb them any further so I just couldn't be bothered to stress myself out about it anymore. 

Don't get me wrong. I am super thankful for the fully breast-feeding journey for nearly 3 months... It was all I wanted since I couldn't do the same for Tricia. But I was ready to introduce formula to Haziqa. Initially I felt a tiny bit of guilt but then I looked at Tricia and a bigger guilt surfaced so I said to myself, formula milk is not that bad. Yes, mother's milk is the best but Tricia grew up with formula milk and grew up fine. Heck, I was fed formula milk and I grew up fine. Was only worried Haziqa wouldn't want my milk after she started tasting formula milk though but Alhamdulillah, she didn't have a problem with us switching between the two. 

At work, each floor is provided with a nursery room for nursing mothers to pump. How convenient! I love my company for providing this facility for us. I tried to pump as frequent as I could. 3 - 4 times a day without fail. 9am-12pm-3pm-6pm. However, pumping doesn't produce as much milk as I hoped. Whatever I brought back was not enough to feed Haziqa for the next day so the maid usually had to top up one or two times formula milk a day.

Worried my milk would become less and eventually stopped too soon, I took a supplement I found online. It's some kind of capsuled oil contained what was supposed to be HabbatusSauda. Quite scared to take it as it has no certification from Malaysia's government. It is an Indonesian product but it says 100% natural. Had to just rely on that fact for assurance. I actually tried it a week before I started working and surprise surprise, it actually work. Not to my benefit that time though. I didn't pump in the wee hours of the morning as I was too lazy, as usual, and my left breast started to get engorged. I even had fever with it i.e. mastitis. Pumping and feeding was painful and my mom feared that there would be infection asked me to stop breastfeeding, fearing it would affect my baby. I then asked around and the advises I received were complete opposite. They say I need to continue breastfeeding to drain the supposedly blocked milk duct. Confused, I went online and read on babycentre that I should not stop breastfeeding and I happily obliged. =D

Stopped talking the pill until a week after I started working when Ramadhan started. Nursing mothers are allowed to not fast if they fear it would affect their milk supply. I initially thought it won't be applicable to me anymore since I introduced formula milk already... it was not like I was fully breastfeeding. My baby won't go hungry just because I didn't produce enough milk. I had no reason to not fast, or so I thought. Just 4 days into Ramadhan, I didn't wake up for sahur. My supply during fasting was already lesser than normal days if I didn't take the supplement and not eating sahur would make it worse, right? So I freaked out and not fast that day. Missed another day a few days after. What I was scared of was not just the stock for the next day but in the longer run... I am worried that my milk would dry up too soon, before I am ready to wean off completely. So there goes my 2 days of Ramadhan fasting. I felt like an immature kid making that decision but I cherish bf-ing so much that I would not want to risk it. As the month progresses, I am better at it now. Managed to fast a day without waking up for Sahur and for the rest of the days, I have been waking up for sahur with the help of Abby and my hubby of course.

Currently, my production is about 1oz every hour and I hope to bring back AT LEAST 12oz home everyday. It is not enough but that is the best so far. Hope my supply will increase a little after fasting month, with the help of the supplement, insyaAllah. I still try to pump as frequent as possible at work as I am still hoping Haziqa would only need minimal formula milk, if at all. 

Tricia as a big sister

Hello Hello. Abandoned the blog for a wee bit too long. Now that I have started working, and it is Ramadhan and I have moved back to Nilai with the in-laws, I just find myself always tired. With the travelling back-and-fourth and my working hours, I have very little time to spend with my beloved husband and babies. Gotta cherish what is left of my day.

Realised I didn't record Haziqa weight since birth coz unfortunately, we don't have the same record book for her like Tricia because we went to a different Paed for her jabs. 

Birth weight: 3.19kg

1 month: 3.77kg 

2 months: 4.7kg

3 months: 5.6kg
4 months: 6.2kg

I actually intended to record Tricia's journey as a big sister but I just didn't have the time to update it here. I kept "writing" the stories in my head but never got to type them down. Forgot most of them already so must quickly type down whatever stories I still remember.

On Haziqa's second day, Tricia came over and slept with us in the hospital. One time, I went to the toilet and left a hungry Haziqa crying with her father. Tricia panicked as to why her little baby sister was crying. When her papa told her that her adik was hungry, she ran all over the room looking for milk bottle and gave it to her papa. She said she couldn't find adik's bottle so she gave hers. It was so touching seeing a 2-year-old cares so much for another human being.

As time goes by, she observed that adik is breastfed. She saw how I put on the nipple shield to feed her adik and sometimes watched me pumped my milk into the bottles. She would quietly steal my nipple shield when I was not looking (because I would go berserk if I caught her did it) and put it on her own body. She was not too sure where exactly that thing goes so she simply stick it all over her body... even on her belly button. LOL.

There was so many heart-warming stories between Tricia and Haziqa. Although she acted out (in order to fight back our attention on her and I fought with her a lot because of that), she loves her sister dearly and never had bad intention towards her little sister. Some are undoubtedly dangerous moves but I believed it was done out of love.

One time, we went out for dinner with the big family. While serving us, I noticed the waitress was looking intently at Haziqa. I wondered why was she looking at my baby like she never saw a baby before... only to found out she was looking at Tricia's hand feeding Haziqa peanuts! So slick that elder sister... She was facing the table, not looking at Haziqa but her hands was pushing the peanuts into Haziqa's mouth. I think she didn't want her adik to be left out because everyone else was eating it and no one was feeding her little sister. 

During confinement, she stayed in Nilai during the day and when she came back at night, the first thing she would do was look for her adik and went to kiss her. Not me... Adik first. She would sometimes pick up adik's mosquito net and tried to hit adik with it. Not to hurt her... but to play with her. Was quite scary that time as you had to always watch her. But now, I don't see that behaviour anymore. She started playing differently as adik could respond to her already. So she would show adik upin ipin played on our phones or simply just talk to adik and adik would "talk" back and smile at her big sister.

In the morning, when I left Haziqa's side to shower or eat my Sahur, I would sometimes find  Tricia hugging Haziqa and even made Haziqa her pillow and sleep on her tummy. Haha. Tokma said "adik memang best buat bantal sebab die debuk debuk". And amazingly, most of the time, Haziqa was not bothered by it. Can't wait for Haziqa to grow up and be Tricia's playmate.

Hyatt Regency Kuantan (9-11 May 2014)

After confinement was over, first thing that crossed our minds was HOLIDAY! Understandably, I was bored being "confined" at home and hubby was concerned with my state of mind. Haha. Actually, he was also out of his mind accompanying me at home with the baby. So we all needed the holiday. Only at 53 days, Haziqa made her first "long-distance" journey to Kuantan. (The pink patch near my body in the picture below was not my boob. That was Haziqa's mittens.)

Hubby was supposed to have a site-visit that Friday but luckily it got cancelled. After Friday prayers, we had late lunch at Jalan Bellamy and went straight to Kuantan. Arrived around 6.30ish. The place was quite packed as there was, I suspect, a VVIP wedding that night. (We "convoyed" with a car labelled 'Ketua Hakim Negara' with a patrol car to the hotel and we could see there was a wedding going on in the hall.) However, when I arrived at the reception, there was only 1 person in front of me and even then it took the receptionist forever to attend to me. (I was anxious especially since there was a little baby in the car, who might scream for me.)

When we finally arrived at the room, I was happy again. It was nice to be in a nice hotel room. Haha. My vocabulary is getting worse.

We freshen up for a bit and hubby was already excited to go to the beach.

By then, I was already hungry. The buffet dinner, though reasonable priced around RM88++, sounded quite expensive to us. Didn't think we were going to eat RM200 worth of food for two that night. I saw a lot of lights on the other side and asked hubby to walk over to see whether they sell cheap food over there. Turned out, the place was quite lively. There were more than just food; Starbucks, McD, KFC, food stalls, people selling stuff by the roadside, a blowout castle and bumper cars. So while I bought my nasi goreng USA, Tricia was having a blast driving her own car.

Breakfast was not included but we didn't wake up early enough to find breakfast on our own anyway. Luckily hubby bought a lot of stuff before we arrived so we had bread for breakfast and went out to have ikan patin masak tempoyak for lunch somewhere in town.

Then it was time to relax by the beach. Hubby played his Empire Defense 2 game on his phone. Tricia played with the sand. I read a story book while the baby was sleeping and fed her when she was up. It was a good, relaxing break. Around 3pm or so, I went up with the baby first as she couldn't stand the heat. Not long later, hubby and Tricia followed suit.

When I reached the room, I realised I dropped my nipple shield. I am still very dependent on it until today. Try to let her suck naturally but the old problem was still there. My left nipple felt sore and she couldn't latch on the right one. So we rushed out to the mall to buy a new pair. Bought a new pair from anakku but found out later that it was different than the one I was used to. Hmm. Not happy. It didn't stick on very well, probably because of the shape, which was very round, unlike a natural breast. 

Had early dinner before went back to the hotel. At the hotel, I went back to place we hung out in the afternoon and lucky me, I found my nipple shield on the sand. Should have gone there first before heading out to the mall. LOL. Hubby hang around by the beach with Tricia for awhile and then we settled down early that night around 10pm. That was very early for our family's standard. Haha. 

Checked out the next day and ikan patin lunch again, this time in Temerloh. Detoured to Bukit Tinggi for tea before heading back home.

Haziqa's 2 months jab

The whole family's pediatrician is in Seremban, Klinik Pakar Kanak-Kanak Sayangku. The Dr, Dr Oo, is very good with kids and the charge is reasonable so we have stuck with him all these while. The only problem is, it is quite a long drive from Bangi/Nilai and the queue is usually quite long. Recently, a new pediatrician opened up in Bandar Baru Nilai so we decided to give it a try. When for Haziqa's 1 month jab (Hep B second dose) with this male Dr, who was soft spoken, and all was well.

Went last Tuesday for Haziqa's 2nd-month jab (first dose of DTP & Polio and Hib), and we got another male Dr, who was quite masculine, i.e. quite rough. Not that he is not good. He spoke to us with respect and I am sure just as knowledgable, but after the jab, I noticed a red and hard spot at Haziqa's leg. I got panicked.

I searched online and asked around. The answer I got was:

1) Tissue reaction

2) When the jab took place, there was muscle tension.

Initially thought I need to apply warm sponging to it. But later mom called and said I should apply cold sponging. After 2 days, the red spot got blue-r and the hard spot soften. After 3 days, it's completely gone.

Although this kind of side effect might be normal, we have never experienced this kind of side effect with Dr Oo. Guess we will be going back to Seremban after this.

On an unrelated event, ever since that jab, Haziqa has not passed motion yet. I was quite worried as she normally would passed motion at least twice a day. Again, I asked around, and apparently it is normal. My own sister-in-law experienced 7 days without poop with her child and my friend went 14 days with hers. It is now 3 days and counting. No sign of poop yet.
(she just pooped. So 3 days only. yeay)