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khayla meets harith.

Oh my, it’s already the last day of January !

I am just recovering from a day of slight fever, cough, runny nose and vomiting yesterday. My throat’s still sore but I am so much better today, Alhamdulillah.

Alhamdulillah, Mr. Sunshine has been posted to Petaling Jaya since last Thursday.
He is planning to ride his bike to and fro work, something which we don’t see eye to eye about – due to safety reasons – but he insists that he can cut costs if he does so.We went to visit my best friend, Diana last Saturday and when we found out that her husband rides a bike to work too, I knew it was no use disagreeing with him anymore. 🙁
But it’s such a blessing that he’s here, Alhamdulillah. 🙂

Diana’s baby boy, Harith is soooo adorable ! Always with a smile on his face, he was so active rolling around the living room.
He and Khayla were born a month apart. To have my best friend also have a baby the same age as mine is awesome ! We frequently exchange stories about how our little ones are doing. 🙂

Wheee ! Khayla clearly wasn’t in the mood for a photo, unlike Harith. 🙂

Khayla & Harith – holding hands on their first date, haha.

We were back in Batu Pahat during the long Chinese New Year weekend. One of my sister in-law got engaged, yayyyy !! Alhamdulillah. 🙂

Her nikah is planned for March next year, InshaAllah. Khayla took quite a long time (3 days to be exact) to warm up to my in-laws ! She would cry (read: scream) whenever any of them held her, and would only calm down if I hold her.

I have been losing so much hair recently, and along with the fact that Khayla loves to tug at my hair, I finally decided to cut it short while we were in Batu Pahat. It has been years since I had real short hair. So now I would love to think I look like this..

..but instead I think I look like Peter Pan.

Well actually Lene has been calling me that ever since I chopped off my hair. Haha..

Work has been good, Alhamdulillah. The traveling can get pretty exhausting but it’s still manageable lah.

People (including mum in-law) have been asking whether Mr. Sunshine and I are planning to get a house nearer to our my workplace but we have decided to stay in Gombak for a couple of years first or until we’re really ready to settle down elsewhere.

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welcome home sunshine !

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and we’re packing.


I have been on leave for three weeks now, to finish what’s left of my annual leave this year.

I am in the midst of packing up and will be moving out of here by the end of next week, InshaAllah. We have stopped sending Khayla to the babysitter since early this month, making me a temporary SAHM. Mum in-law was here last week, so I had a helping hand in getting most of our stuff into boxes, Alhamdulillah.

There are about 10 boxes so far.

As next week approaches, I am slowly starting to feel a bit pensive. It’s gonna be tough being apart from Mr. Sunshine. :'( I can only pray that he gets transferred to KL/Selangor ASAP. Ameen.
I’ve gotta get my emotions in check because I don’t want Mr. Sunshine to get all worried because of me. I’ve gotta be strong !
It must be even harder for Mr. Sunshine, being away from not only his family, but me (cewah !) & Khayla as well. *nangis*

I have spoken to the person in the Ministry of Health’s HR department who is in charge of my pelepasan dengan izin and she is trying to speed up the process. I need to report for duty in UiTM in January, by hook or by crook !

I miss Mr. Sunshine already ! Is this normal ??
Sigh.

I shall go sit in one corner and mope until Khayla wakes up.

Bye.

xoxo

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rolling with the homies.

Hello, here’s a quick update on what has been going on during the past week:

  • I finally got my pelepasan dengan izin application signed. Alhamdulillah. I hope it won’t take too long to get processed. I’m gonna bug the people in MOH everyday from now on.
  • Babysitter’s issue has been resolved. Alhamdulillah. I’m still sending Khayla to the same sitter.
  • Juggling my career along with being a Mummy is exhausting (and stressful). HATS OFF TO ALL YOU SUPERMUMS OUT THERE ! But I’m so thankful for a very supportive and helpful hubby who doesn’t mind chipping in on doing some house chores. Alhamdulillah. Mr. Sunshine, I can’t thank you enough, so this is for you:
*pretty apt now that they’ve tripled in size, huh ? Hehe.

  • Khayla has started to roll over !! We just discovered this new talent of hers two nights ago. I was so excited I recorded it for my your viewing pleasure. Hehe. Well, to be honest there’s a recording of her every day in my phone. I’m obsessed !

I’m soooo proud of my baby girl ! She can’t roll from her back to the front YET but it’s a great start ! :))

Enjoy the rest of the week, everyone ! Bye !

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babies don’t really need to bathe, right ?

Hello everyone. I’m writing from my hotel room in Sutera Inn, Kota Bharu where I’m accompanying Mr. Sunshine who’s attending a course here.
This would be our first stay at a hotel with Dian Khayla, and I have been adjusting the air-cond temperature every two minutes (yes, exactly two minutes) because I’m worried that she’ll freeze or fall sick.
Another worry is that how am I gonna bathe Khayla tomorrow morning. Most of the people I’ve asked have told me I could use the sink, but I have little confidence in my abilities to bathe her in such a small space.

How lah ?

We’re fortunate that the room they provided us with comes with one queen-sized bed plus a twin-sized one. I’m planning to put Dian Khayla to sleep on the twin-sized bed, surrounded by lots of pillows so she won’t roll and fall off the bed. Choy !
She can’t exactly ‘roll’ yet lah kan, but there have been a few mornings on which I have woken up to find her head not on her pillow anymore and her legs and butt were off her mattress !
It’s a good thing we’re all sleeping on the floor at home. Hehe.

I’m such a worry wart.

There’s a peculiar stench in this room. Hmm.

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and it’s down to the three of us

I am back in Kuala Berang with Mr Sunshine and Dian Khayla.

Mr Sunshine started work last Wednesday which means I have been left alone at home during the day with Khayla for two days already.

It’s just you and me, baby. 🙂

Khayla has not been sleeping much during the day for the past two weeks (about half an hour at a time and a maximum of 1.5 hours in total), but she has been sleeping for longer stretches at night (3-4 hours). This is a total opposite from how she was a month ago when she would sleep soundly during the day and have trouble going to bed at night, Alhamdulillah. However, without anyone around during the day, it can get pretty hectic because I have to squeeze eating, bathing, house chores etc within her short naps. Not easy !

I am still trying to adapt to the daily lack of sleep and panda eyes that come with taking care of a baby. I think I’m starting to look something like this now..

Tetap maintain comel ok. Hehe.

Mr. Sunshine stopped in Kuantan on our way back to Terengganu last Sunday and Khayla had her first official (brief) outing !
She was awake and enjoyed sightseeing while Mr Sunshine carried her around Berjaya Megamall but dozed off as soon as our Kenny Rogers’ meals arrived, as if she was giving her parents a chance to eat together, peacefully. Hehe. Oh, but not before she was fed. It was my first time breastfeeding in public and I managed to be discreet about it, thanks to my hijab and nursing blouse I bought from Autumnz. 🙂

Khayla, asleep in Kenny Rogers. 🙂

Speaking of breastfeeding, I’ve encountered a few humps in my breastfeeding journey. Hyperlactation (only in my left breast), just to name one. Khayla frequently has a difficult time feeding comfortably due to that. She’s also the type who wants to be fed at frequent intervals, so it can get pretty exhausting for me. Overfeeding and reflux has been an occasional problem for us, because it comes with projectile vomiting. How can you not panic when your one month old’s vomit ‘flies’ almost half a meter across the room and comes out through her nose too ?

I am hoping to be able to exclusively breastfeed Khayla for at least 6 months, even better if I can continue to do so until she’s two, InshaAllah.
But I haven’t started to store any expressed breast milk (EBM) yet, so that’s definitely a cause for worry for me !
I tried expressing my milk last week while we were in Gombak and had trouble trying to give Khayla the milk through a bottle. She refused the bottle if I was the one holding it, but was drinking fine for two days when Lene fed her. So far, I haven’t tried again. But I know I will have to real soon ! I’m currently trying to find time to express milk when I am alone at home with Khayla, but without any success. Gulp.

Gotta stay positive !

My maternity leave ends in about a month’s time and we haven’t found a babysitter yet. Mr Sunshine and I better do something about this, pronto !
I cannot imagine having to leave my baby with someone else. Sobs. 🙁
I have no idea where to start when it comes to searching for a babysitter here in Kuala Berang. 🙁

Gotta stay positive !

Who am I trying to kid, those who know me well know that optimism and I don’t go hand in hand. Hehe.

I am aware that this whole post is about Khayla, but at the moment there’s nothing interesting going on in my life except for her, so please bear with me. Hehe.

Have a good weekend, everyone. Bye !

xoxo

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and i’m free !

Day 45.
Confinement is over, baby !
Alhamdulillah.

I am back in Gombak. Home sweet home. Nothing feels better than being back here. It would be great if Mr. Sunshine could be here with me, but this is good enough. Alhamdulillah.

On our way back to Gombak from Batu Pahat. 🙂

My confinement period was not as bad as I thought it would be. Maybe because my mum in-law wasn’t so strict and I wasn’t so strict on myself either ! Haha.

Diet – I had fish on most days, which is an achievement for someone who is not a fan of fish. I am more of a chicken person. Now that the confinement period is over, I am thinking of staying away from fish dishes for a year. Haha. I had to stay away from ‘cooling’ food (I still don’t understand this concept of heaty and cooling food) and food that will make my episiotomy wound itch. I was supposed to limit my fluid intake, but I found that ridiculous, how can I breastfeed and avoid constipation without drinking sufficient water ? So I chugged down at least 2 liters of water a day.

Urut – I was actually looking forward to this part of the confinement only to realize that it is not pleasant at all ! It was super painful ! I wasn’t excited about the following urut sessions.

Bengkung – I quite enjoyed being wrapped in a bengkung. The only problem I had with it was having to remove and put it back on when I go to the toilet. I am still wearing my bengkung now. 🙂

Param and pilis – Hate them. Full stop.

Socks – I took them off everytime I went to bed. I like to rub my feet against each other before I go to bed, so wearing socks was out of the question. Haha.

So far I have lost only about 9 kgs. I have 7 kgs more to lose to get to my pre pregnancy weight. Right now it’s looking like an impossible feat.

Baby Dian Khayla is doing good, Alhamdulillah. She’s still fully breastfed and at her one month check up, she weighed 4.2 kgs.

Khayla after her one month check up.

She almost lost her voice a couple of days ago which I think is due to all the crying she has been doing. She is the type of baby who really, really cries with all her heart. Hehe.
She smiles and laugh occasionally, loves her bath time but hates having to put on her clothes after that. She usually sleeps through the day and stays up through the night. Except for these past few days where she had no trouble going to bed at night because she was awake most of the time in the day.
Today might be different, because she’s asleep now.

Motherhood (and breastfeeding !) is challenging. But I feel blessed for every single second of it. Alhamdulillah.

Khayla’s awake, gotta go now, bye !

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confinement blues.

Day 22 of confinement.
I am halfway through ! Alhamdulillah.
Mr. Sunshine is back in Kuala Berang as he starts work tomorrow, so it’s me and Khayla at my in-laws.
I have got to admit that I’m not coping so well emotionally.
I think it’s partly due to the lack of sleep which every new parent is bound to experience with a newborn.
I have been so accustomed to getting at least 7 hours of sleep every night before this, so adapting to 1 to 2 hours of sleep is tough !
Khayla is not the only baby in this house, because I have also had my share of crying spells. Sometimes I just break down for no obvious reason. Exhaustion maybe ?
It’s painful not to have Mr Sunshine by my side because he is the one who has been my rock, comforting and consoling me without fail, rubs my back when I am nursing Khayla in the middle of the night, hugs me the minute he sees tears in my eyes and of course he is my partner in putting Khayla to sleep. :'(
Mr. Sunshine, if you’re reading this, I miss you and I need you. *nangis*

I know I should be grateful to have my in-laws here taking care of me and trust me, I am ! But I am sure wives out there would understand how it is like being away from your husbands. Especially in times like these.

I hope I don’t end up with post-partum depression.

22 days old Dian Khayla is doing good, Alhamdulillah.
She feeds, poops, pees, cries and sleeps every day. Hehe.

This year is my first year celebrating Eid as a mother, Alhamdulillah. I had to borrow my sister in-law’s baju kurung this year as I foolishly didn’t get one for myself (and Mr. Sunshine) and also because I can’t fit into the one I brought from Kuala Berang.
Daddy, Marc, Lene and Linn came over on the third day of Eid and spent half a day here. 🙂
Here are a few of my Eid snapshots.

Khayla with Atuk ! 😉

Khayla with her Uncle and Aunts. 🙂

My awesome in-laws. 🙂

My everything. 🙂

I pray for the strength to get through the days ahead. Ameen.
I need to stay strong for Khayla.

GOTTA


STAY


POSITIVE !

*nangis*

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the birth of dian khayla.

As some of you may already know, it all started with the bloody show on August 11th (Thursday).

It turned out to be a bloody long show.
I kept on bleeding the whole day that day.
At around 1300 hours that same day, I felt a gush of fluid coming out, but when I checked it was still mucus and a blob of blood.
I figured that it was about time I checked into the hospital.
We left for Hospital Sultanah Nur Zahirah, Kuala Terengganu at around 1420 hours and reached about an hour later.
I was advised to go straight to the admissions room, where there so many other expectant mothers waiting.
Can you take a guess what time I managed to get myself examined by the doctor ?
At 2200 hours !!
I was in the room waiting, with blood coming out of me, for MORE THAN SIX HOURS !!
Poor Mr. Sunshine who had to wait outside during the whole process. I got to accompany him during berbuka time in the car. (My last McDonald’s meal before confinement !)
Ridiculous tak ?
Ok ok I won’t start complaining.
Anyway, when the doctor finally did the VE on me, I found out that I wasn’t dilated yet and by using a speculum (OUCH !), she didn’t find any ‘pool of liqua’ indicating that I am not leaking amniotic fluid.
I was admitted that night.

Friday, August 12, 2011.

I had trouble sleeping the night before due to on and off cramps. No contractions, but there was still blood tinged mucus present.
Mum in-law arrived by bus from Batu Pahat that morning at 0630 hours. 
I might have soaked about half a pad with blood since admission. I had blobs of blood coming out too, whenever I went to pee.

0830 hours
A junior medical officer came to see me and told me that the blobs of blood was normal. He thinks that I can be allowed to go home that day and might only be going into labour in about 3 days time but he needed to discuss with a more senior colleague first.
He even told me that there was no problem with me wanting to go back to Batu Pahat that day to deliver my baby.

0930 hours
The same medical officer came along with another senior female doctor who told me I needed to stay another night just for observation.

1120 hours
I was lying on my side, replying smses from friends when I felt fluid gushing out down there. I sat up straight, and fluid was still gushing out.
Then only it occurred to me that my waterbag had broke ! I immediately walked to the nurses’ counter and told me what had happened and a few minutes later a medical officer performed another VE and a speculum test (double OUCH !!). It was confirmed, I was leaking amniotic fluid and my cervix was 1 cm dilated.

1300 hours
I wet my bed with my amniotic fluid. Thought things like that only happened in movies.
Contractions were about an hour apart. Pain was bearable.

2230 hours
My contractions were getting more and more painful, and they were 10 minutes apart. I was literally shivering in pain. A nurse performed another VE on me only to find that my cervix was STILL only 1 cm dilated ! I immediately broke down into tears and had to call Mr. Sunshine to come in for awhile. I just couldn’t comprehend how it could only be 1 cm dilated after hours of pain that has been getting more intense !

Saturday, August 13, 2011

0250 hours
My painful contractions which kept me awake were about 5 minutes apart by now. I was quivering in pain, reciting the Surah Kursi and doa Nabi Yunus over and over again.

0348 hours
A VE was done, my cervix was 4 cm dilated. The nurses told me they’re gonna wheel me into the labour room once I was 5 cm dilated. I was given a glycerin (Ravin) enema to empty my bowels. The nurses understood that I was in a lot of pain that they gave me the number to their counter in front and told me to call them when the pain gets worse.
I couldn’t imagine the pain getting any worse than that.

0430 hours
My contractions were getting unbearable. I called up the nurses, and to my relief, I was already 5 cm dilated. I texted Mr. Sunshine (who was waiting outside the whole time) and told him to get ready as I will be entering the labour room soon.

0500 hours-0830 hours
Mr. Sunshine was with me in the labour room. I was screaming in pain. Yes, I screamed and apparently I was the loudest in the room, according to Mr. Sunshine. Haha. I was twisting and turning on the bed which made it difficult for the doctors and nurses to get a stable heartbeat from the baby. They needed to know that the baby was alright before injecting me with any analgesics. I was already 6 cm dilated so it was too late for an epidural.
They injected me with Pethidine, a narcotic analgesic, which didn’t work at all for me. It just made me a bit groggy.
As a last resort, one of the nurses passed a nitrous oxide gas mask to Mr. Sunshine and told him to give it to me whenever I had my contractions. That worked better for me, although the pain was still excruciating !

0830 hours
I seriously felt like emptying my bowel, and I kept telling Mr. Sunshine that I couldn’t stand it anymore, I am gonna poop ! The nurse checked me and I was already 10 cm dilated ! Finally !

0855 hours – 0859 hours
She gave me instructions on how to push (which I could barely hear because I was high on Pethidine, haha). But I gave it a shot nevertheless, and I could hear the nurse telling Mr Sunshine to take a peek at the baby’s head which was crowning. She told me to push again, after performing an episiotomy, and with all my heart I pushedddddddd !
And out came my little precious gem !
And with that, all the pain disappeared. 
The nurse held her up and asked me to identify the sex of my baby, before cutting the umbilical cord and placing my baby on my chest.
Usually this is the moment where mothers cry at the sight of their newborns, right ? And you would expect a crybaby like me to wail, right ?
Believe it or not, I didn’t shed a tear ! I was so exhausted, I just smiled. Haha.
Mr. Sunshine held baby Khayla and recited the azan. It was such a beautiful picture ! 🙂

Alhamdulillah, Khayla and I were discharged from the hospital the following Sunday afternoon and made our way back to Batu Pahat with Mr. Sunshine and mum in-law on Monday morning. 🙂

Am currently at my in-laws, and will be staying here until the end of my confinement period, InshaAllah.

I’ll leave you all with a photo of our baby Khayla at 5 days old.

Ramadhan blessing: Having Mr. Sunshine here with me for the first half of my confinement period. Alhamdulillah.

xoxo

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and her name is…

Dian Khayla binti Mohd Syafiq
Dian – “Light, Cahaya
Khayla – “Beautiful, Cantik

My Beautiful Light with her Ayah a.k.a Mr. Sunshine. 🙂

Ramadhan blessing: Seeing my daughter smile in her sleep. Subhanallah. 🙂

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