Sunday, March 25, 2012

Then, The Jimbas. Now, The Strollers.

I wanna make you smile whenever you're sad
Carry you around when your arthritis is bad
All I wanna do is grow old with you.
I'll get your medicine when your tummy aches.
Build you a fire if the furnace breaks
Oh it could be so nice, growin old with you...


Photo credit: Fira Hamzah
Song credit: Adam Sandler/The Wedding Singer OST

I don't need a fancy car, and I already have my diamond ring

I hope that one fine day, you will realise that despite me still being that person who believes that we should always want to achieve and want something better in life, my 'life' is actually complete.

I hope that one fine day, you will also realise that for a very long time I have woken up every morning being thankful for a lot of big and small things that put a smile on my face.

I hope that one fine day, you will understand that I no longer want most of the frivolous demands I thought I needed to have a happy and complete life.

I hope that one fine day, it will finally hit you that I no longer want to be you or idolise you (and your pseudo-achievements).

I hope that one fine day, you will put two and two together and realise that you have hurt my feelings one time too many.

I hope that one fine day, you will truly understand how happy I am with everything that I have now.

I have filled the gaping void that had been within me for a long, long time.

I hope that it will never be too late for you.

Tuesday, March 20, 2012


For medical professionals and drug discoveries.
(doctor friends, IV drips, ranitidine and maxalon are da shiznits)

For a stranger who is diligent enough to activate mobile international roaming, allowing darling hubby to check on this very sick me last night. 
(Hubby, why you simply think your talipon got auto roam one?)

For having a very concern FIL, thinking his pregnant DIL is going out alone at this hour 
- be careful, there have been snatch theft cases here lately. 
(It's okay Daddy, I'm well taken care of here see below :] )

For being married and having a couldn't-care-less take on petty things now.

hence, to the neighbourhood mall we go in our jammies

And..for having the bestest friend ever at my disposal (haha), who turned up at my doorstep within 15 minutes to my help-I-need-a-frapp call. I lef yu babe.

p/s: Yeay lagi 24 jam incik hasben pulang!

Friday, March 09, 2012

Nampaknya shoe expo masih lebih menarik buat masa ini

5 Pengetahuan Yang Saya Bawa Pulang Dari Maternity + Baby Fair:

1. Breast pump.
Sama mahal dengan kasut Brian Atwood. Tetapi tiada faktor orgasma. Melampau.

2. Cloth diaper.
Tidak sama dengan lampin yang kamu pakai masa baby. Ada satu strip towel masuk kat tengah, supposedly made from bamboo fibre. Shell tak basah, dalam saja basah. Whatever that means. I juga tidak faham konsep ini. Baju sendiri pun hantar dobi, nak cuci lampin ke?

3. Sleeping bra
Is this to defy gravity while you sleep, post-delivery? Agak menakutkan perkara ini.

4. Baby sling
By the time you finally 'mummify' yourself (belit badan 100 kali) and get the knot right, I bet the baby will drench his diapers and it's time to put him down again. Buat penat je bikin kendong.

5. Grolier Salesmen
Aaah...finally something I'm familiar with. Taktik nak jual encyclopaedia adalah sama dari 30 tahun dahulu. Encik, masa saya kecik emak saya beli berdozen-dozen buku Disney yang kampeni awak jual. Sekarang saya sudah umur 31. Saya masih tak habis baca semua buku itu. Saya khatam buku yang ada lukis-lukis, kaler-kaler, isi tempat kosong dan buku cerita sajew. Awak fikir saya nak habis duit beribu beli untuk anak saya pulak? Mwahahahaaa...amat sadis. where's that Charles & Keith stock clearance sale again?

Thursday, March 01, 2012

Parenthood #2

Pea, whatever you cost us for the hospital stay is gonna be charged to your pocket money fund. Expect to receive your allowance only when you're 17. Until then, you can bekal from home and learn about money management while growing up. Meheheh...

Oh yeah, despite the good food which Mommy actually miss, no more spending the night in a hospital bed before you're born. Promise?