Tuesday, May 27, 2008


I am back in Bandar Baru Bangi for another appointment with the obstetrician.

Today will be a hectic Tuesday as I would love to settle a number of pending tasks, either related to home or office, before going back to my mother's care.

Oh, I shall write more when I am back from the clinic.

Sunday, May 18, 2008

Potluck Do

Thanks to Azwar, Kak Syila, and Ayu's suggestion, Kamal and I had our first potluck do yesterday for my Kelab Lambaian Masyarakat chums. From the online chat exchanged a month earlier, the do was to be attended by approximately ten adults, including the two hosts. Nevertheless, there were last-minute surprises and was I glad to meet them again. It was pleasant to meet new faces, too.

The food was in abundance. Suffice to say that each inch of the table surface was covered with various recipes. Thank you, everybody.

However, most of all, my husband and I would like to thank those who came and made the do merrier. Abang Adam, Kak Izi, little Aqil, little Ammar, Azam, Yasmin, little Nawal, Wafi, Dee, Little Amni, Sport, Azwar, Ayu, Rozza, Haidar, Daiah, Wak, Atok, Ayam, Kak Syila, Kak Nogy, Kak Su, Comeng, and Emma.

Again, I can't thank you enough for coming to our humble place even just to exchange hello. For bringing the food. For helping me to clean the house later. Oh, for simply being there. Thank you.

Friday, May 16, 2008

Happy Teacher's Day

Happy Teacher's Day to all my teachers and lecturers.

To my chums who teach, too.

Wednesday, May 14, 2008

Cirque du Soleil

A Cirque du Soleil performance by Little C for the insomniac mommy. No matter how often the performance is, I am still enthralled by the somersaults. They cause the bulge to protrude more prominently.

He was in breech position. Now, he is back at the right position for normal delivery. I pray he stays that way until week 40. More or less. My mother delivered her bundles of joy weeks earlier than the estimated due date and the daughter might repeat this history.

I am enjoying the sleepless nights nowadays to the extent of being cheeky about it. Little C poked me, I poked his daddy. Most of the times, I blog and read.

Little C is too active at the moment though. It is impossible not to cast my attention to him. I should just continue enjoying the circus, eh.

Monday, May 12, 2008


I would love to rejuvenate my body and soul with a spa session.

Sunday, May 11, 2008

A Wish

Happy Mother's Day!


That Friday, my parents departed to London as they accompanied my brother, who was going to sit for an examination there. It was also the perfect time to visit their niece and family, who recently moved from Brunei to Gloucester. After my brother's final paper, the three of them would fly to Paris.

I have all the right to feel jealous. My father, in his goofy shoes, with an arm around me throughout the walk to the departure gate, said, "hey, you should tag me along; we are both wearing red tonight." Kamal then extended a hug and a kiss, saying, "have fun there." Ayah and Kamal, did you two have to tease me that way, knowing I was in my third trimester, thus the restriction to road journey only.

Oh, I have all the rights to feel jealous. Fortunately, I, together with Kamal, were kept on our toes right after bidding adieu to them. Ayah Soh's family was with us at Kuala Lumpur International Airport and they decided to accept the invitation for a night at our place before going back to Pahang. It was 10:30 p.m. when we reached Bandar Baru Bangi. As soon as I pushed the electric kettle button for coffee session to be held later, our first guest arrived. The Kuala Lumpur family would love to welcome Ayah Soh and family, so we decided to gather for supper.

We had a lively gathering that lasted until dawn. I surprised myself for not experiencing extreme fatigue. There was the muscle pain. Then, the edema was worsening. No worry. My friends were great helps. One took over the coffee and tea counter and another helped with the fruits. One family brought along cake, and later, bought breakfast. The others did not let me wash a single dish. Thank you. Kamal and I look forward to playing hosts again.

The next day, half of the crowd stayed until breakfast. I do not cook well yet, so I topped up my friends' purchase of the best Roti Canai and Nasi Lemak in town with another purchase of Nasi
Dagang and Cik Mek Molek. Another family volunteered their place for lunch. To Ayah Soh and family, do come again. Let's pray I would be a good, if not great, cook by then.

I spent the rest of the afternoon scouring for my baby's items. The only essentials left to buy are his bath tub, preferably one that comes with a stand, a cot and its accessories, a book, and a nursing pillow. Those shall wait for a fine week when I could finally be accustomed to cruise the mall in the edema state, regardless of time.

Yesterday, I decided to follow Kamal's schedule instead. I got to decide what to have for dinner though. So, I chose to have it at our favourite stall. Haven't I told you that I am easy to please?

Back at home, Kamal and I missed our family. Oh, we missed the crowd that filled our place with joy only hours ago, too. We decided to make the best of the privacy though. Soon, the home would not solely belong to Camus and Chech, but also to a certain Little C. More joy.

Days to come. Enjoy the now. Enjoy each moment. Did you notice the gorgeous sky at dusk lately?

Tuesday, May 06, 2008

Dear Kamal

A post for you and you only. Thus, no responsibility held on my side for any damages on others.

When I woke up this morning in your embrace, I lay still to absorb the beauty of that very moment. Skin to skin. Heartbeats to heartbeats. Then, there were Little C's dances.

That instant, I wished for the time to freeze, yet for our skin to continue feeling, for our hearts to remain beating, and for our child to stay dancing. Kamal, you shared a piece of wisdom with me when we first encountered each other. I treasure it. "Be conscious."

For the possibility of not having the physical you or my loved ones around, I will always be conscious of such moment. Always.

Love and beyond,

Friday, May 02, 2008

Short, Not Sweet

It is true that I am confined to home for days during this pregnancy, but at least, I am not being hospitalised, eh. At least, Kamal, considering he prefers his work compared to house work, has been meticulous about cleaning the kitchen.

At least is not overrated.

Bear with my short entries. I am too tired, mentally and physically, to elaborate. At least, you do not have to bear with my, at times, pompous vocabulary.

Thursday, May 01, 2008


I smiled when I first listened to Little C's heartbeats.