I am waiting for my cousin Jaja to arrive, for lunch in Pavillion - in an effort for me to reclaim my life. Bored of waiting, I decided to answer the below questions on dear hubby:
1) He’s sitting in front of the TV, what is on the screen?
Usually at 8pm he's glued in front of TV3 for his dose of Bulletin Utama. Usually tells me off when I change the channel to Star World for MY dose of entertainment. On other occasions, it is almost always on ESPN or Star World rooting for “Glory, glory Man United!!!”
2) You’re out to eat; what kind of dressing does he get on his salad?
He loves that oily dressing… I think they call it Italian dressing? Yup! Just googled it on Wikipedia: Italian dressing in United States cooking is a vinaigrette-type salad dressing consisting of a mixture of water, oil, vinegar or lemon juice and a variety of herbs and spices.
3) What’s one food he doesn’t like?
White meat. That means no chicken breast!
4) You go out to eat and have a drink. What does he order?
If it is at our local Kedai Mamak, it’s usually Teh Tarik. If he’s exceptionally thirsty, he’ll order Teh O’ Ais. Not to forget, he’ll usually have “one sip only Sayang!” of my drink – usually Milo Ais or Watermelon Juice.
5) Where did he go to high school?
Skipped UPSR as he attended 6th Grade in the UK. Therefore started off in high school in some school in Kuantan, then after PMR went on to Sek Men Sains Machang (he’s more fluent in Kelantanese than I will ever be!).
6) What size shoes does he wear?
Incidentally, we share the same shoe size. He’s probably half a size bigger which makes him a size 7 and a half. Which also makes him my shoe stealer. Which also means that he would plead for me to buy sneakers, running shoes and Timberland boots that are unisex so that he is able to “borrow” my shoes whenever he wants to. Sharing is caring kononnyer!
7) If he was to collect anything, what would it be?
Dust. Haha… and probably unopened bills and credit card statements.
8) What is his favorite type of sandwich?
Two pieces of bread with telur mata kerbau (with runny yoke) and sliced turkey and salad with a dash of mustard and mayo. Chilli sauce and sweet soy sauce optional.
9) What would this person eat every day if he could?
Roti canai at the Kedai Mamak depan rumah.
10) What is his favorite cereal?
Nestle Cornflakes.
11) What would he never wear?
Anything that does not fit him, too snug or too loose included. Very choosy! Which makes shopping with him very frustrating. Prefers slim fit Polo Ralph Lauren shirts over the classic type. Very irritating!
12) What is his favorite sports team?
Manchester United. Aiden has a Man Utd jersey already waiting for him once he’s big enough to fit into it!
13) Who did he vote for?
Definitely the opposition!
14) Who is his best friend?
Depends. He has his lepak gang which includes his co-workers and high school friends. Probably one of them I guess!
15) What is something you do that he wishes you wouldn’t do?
Nag. I can’t help it, I am such a drama queen!
16) What is his heritage?
Pahang on his Mum’s side, and Perak on his Dad’s side. He was born in Kuantan so I think he thinks of himself as a Pahang boy!
17) What is his favourite colour?
Blue I guess? Maybe black? Or white? Definitely not pink!
18) What is his habit?
He has to sleep on the toilet seat every morning before he has his morning shower. With the Jacuzzi in the new house, I think he will cultivate a new habit of sleeping in the Jacuzzi before his morning shower.
19) What is he proud of?
His bloodline, Aiden Irfan!
20) Lastly, do you think he will read this?
Eventually, when he gets home from Singapore. He is not really IT savvy. He does not mind not having an internet connection, while I would absolutely die without one!
Thursday, June 18, 2009
Why?
Why is it that when Aiden is fast asleep and Mummy is just getting ready for bed, and the minute Mummy pulls up the blanket up to her ears, Aiden starts stirring restlessly looking for food?
Why is it that when Mummy and Daddy visits a restaurant with Aiden fast asleep in his stroller, and the minute Mummy’s food arrives, Aiden starts bawling for his own food?
Why is it that Aiden remains fast asleep when there is an incessant banging from the neighbour’s house, but when Mummy tries to tiptoe around the house, Aiden is startled as if Mummy’s extra weight is making a racket banging on the marble floor?
Why is it that when Mummy is trying to write a blog post, the minute Mummy starts typing, Aiden starts screaming for attention?
But then again, why is it that when Aiden is awake in the wee hours of the morning, and his face lights up in a smile upon recognizing his Mummy, my heart cair berbunga bunga??
*drool…….*
Why is it that when Mummy and Daddy visits a restaurant with Aiden fast asleep in his stroller, and the minute Mummy’s food arrives, Aiden starts bawling for his own food?
Why is it that Aiden remains fast asleep when there is an incessant banging from the neighbour’s house, but when Mummy tries to tiptoe around the house, Aiden is startled as if Mummy’s extra weight is making a racket banging on the marble floor?
Why is it that when Mummy is trying to write a blog post, the minute Mummy starts typing, Aiden starts screaming for attention?
But then again, why is it that when Aiden is awake in the wee hours of the morning, and his face lights up in a smile upon recognizing his Mummy, my heart cair berbunga bunga??
*drool…….*
Wednesday, June 17, 2009
A Very Hectic Day!
And so dear hubby is in Singapore for….. (drum roll please…) WORK! Duh! This is his first time away from Aiden and he is absolutely devastated to be berkilometer kilometer away from his Baby Boy (or so I thought)! Well he is devastated, but he is killing his devastation by swimming in the hotel swimming pool, hanging out with his co-workers, window shopping on Orchard Road and watching TV in his comfy hotel room. Hah! When Aiden woke me up at 4:30am yesterday, I was THIS close to texting him to ask him about his “first uninterrupted sleep in two months”! Uurrgghh…
Aiden woke me up again at 7:30am, and all my attempts to coax him back to sleep just didn’t work. He wanted to “talk”. And by “talk”, Aiden needs it to be a two-way conversation. He hates single sided conversations. This also means Mummy has to be awake to sing “Old McAiden had a farm.. eeyyaaa eeyyaa yoooo….” multiple times in the wee hours of the morning. After an hour of subjecting my neighbours to my horrible singsong voice, I decided to call it quits. Hell, the neighbours had to endure my endless banging on the piano when I was younger, now they have to listen to my horrible pitch? Boo hoo hoo.. poor them. I bet they’ll be very happy when we move out to our new house early next year. Sob sob…
I then rolled out of bed and handed Aiden to Bibik. First mission of the day: Apply for Aiden’s first passport for his first trip out of Malaysia next week to visit Daddy in Singapore. Got dressed and drove myself to the Wangsa Maju Immigration Office. I thought I was well prepared! I had a photocopy of hubby’s IC, Aiden’s birth certificate, Aiden’s MyKid and the oh so precious passport picture of Aiden (because it was such a challenge to get him to sit still in front of the camera). Boy, was I so wrong! I had forgotten to photocopy all the documents, and most importantly, I left Aiden at home. Duh… how was I supposed to know that I needed my two month old baby to be present during the application process??!! Drove back home to get Aiden and finally the application went through. So while we waited for Aiden’s passport, I dragged Bibik and Aiden for Aiden’s first trip to the kedai mamak for some roti canai and milo ais.
Second mission of the day: Call Cahaya SPK and the lawyer to discuss (read: shout, nag, scream) about the disbursement of payment for our new house and the accumulating interest due to the bank’s failure to pay the developer! So I put the waiting time to good use by having my roti canai and making calls with one hand, while holding Aiden with the other. Multi tasking at its best!
When we finally got out of Wangsa Maju, drove home to get ready for the third mission of the day: Aiden’s 2nd month checkup at PCMC. Got to PCMC on time (which is quite a miracle) and while waiting for the elevator up to the 6th floor, Aiden received adoring glances from a man, also waiting for the elevator. He struck up a conversation by asking about Aiden’s age… and we got to talking. Apparently his wife had just delivered a baby boy last Monday. Suddenly he said “My wife is Fifi”. I looked at him blankly. “ From Bersamamu…” he continued. “Oooohhhh…” I said… and made a mental note to Google this Fifi from Bersamamu. Well that’s another celebrity baby delivered by Dr Seri Suniza. Maybe I should try this Dr Seri after all. Have heard very good stories about her.
Aiden’s checkup with the doctor went surprisingly well. He was in a good mood, so when Dr Padma took his jeans off, he was smiling all the way. I think he thinks the doctor was going to change his diaper! Aiden loves it when we change his diaper or pants or booties; or whatever that involves touching him while he’s lying down. He was cooing when Dr Padma gave him his drops (flu vaccination via the mouth), he was smiling when Dr Padma gave him his first shot on the right thigh, but wailed full blast when he got the second shot on his left thigh. Oh well, at least he behaved three quarters of the way! And the bill came to approximately RM500. Sheeshhh … babies are expensive! Thank you Dutch oil company, for paying for my baby's health! *grin*
When we finally got home, I was ready to call it quits. I was famished, tired and cranky from running around town. But at least I have Singapore to look forward to! The Great Singapore Sale, here I come!
Aiden woke me up again at 7:30am, and all my attempts to coax him back to sleep just didn’t work. He wanted to “talk”. And by “talk”, Aiden needs it to be a two-way conversation. He hates single sided conversations. This also means Mummy has to be awake to sing “Old McAiden had a farm.. eeyyaaa eeyyaa yoooo….” multiple times in the wee hours of the morning. After an hour of subjecting my neighbours to my horrible singsong voice, I decided to call it quits. Hell, the neighbours had to endure my endless banging on the piano when I was younger, now they have to listen to my horrible pitch? Boo hoo hoo.. poor them. I bet they’ll be very happy when we move out to our new house early next year. Sob sob…
I then rolled out of bed and handed Aiden to Bibik. First mission of the day: Apply for Aiden’s first passport for his first trip out of Malaysia next week to visit Daddy in Singapore. Got dressed and drove myself to the Wangsa Maju Immigration Office. I thought I was well prepared! I had a photocopy of hubby’s IC, Aiden’s birth certificate, Aiden’s MyKid and the oh so precious passport picture of Aiden (because it was such a challenge to get him to sit still in front of the camera). Boy, was I so wrong! I had forgotten to photocopy all the documents, and most importantly, I left Aiden at home. Duh… how was I supposed to know that I needed my two month old baby to be present during the application process??!! Drove back home to get Aiden and finally the application went through. So while we waited for Aiden’s passport, I dragged Bibik and Aiden for Aiden’s first trip to the kedai mamak for some roti canai and milo ais.
Second mission of the day: Call Cahaya SPK and the lawyer to discuss (read: shout, nag, scream) about the disbursement of payment for our new house and the accumulating interest due to the bank’s failure to pay the developer! So I put the waiting time to good use by having my roti canai and making calls with one hand, while holding Aiden with the other. Multi tasking at its best!
When we finally got out of Wangsa Maju, drove home to get ready for the third mission of the day: Aiden’s 2nd month checkup at PCMC. Got to PCMC on time (which is quite a miracle) and while waiting for the elevator up to the 6th floor, Aiden received adoring glances from a man, also waiting for the elevator. He struck up a conversation by asking about Aiden’s age… and we got to talking. Apparently his wife had just delivered a baby boy last Monday. Suddenly he said “My wife is Fifi”. I looked at him blankly. “ From Bersamamu…” he continued. “Oooohhhh…” I said… and made a mental note to Google this Fifi from Bersamamu. Well that’s another celebrity baby delivered by Dr Seri Suniza. Maybe I should try this Dr Seri after all. Have heard very good stories about her.
Aiden’s checkup with the doctor went surprisingly well. He was in a good mood, so when Dr Padma took his jeans off, he was smiling all the way. I think he thinks the doctor was going to change his diaper! Aiden loves it when we change his diaper or pants or booties; or whatever that involves touching him while he’s lying down. He was cooing when Dr Padma gave him his drops (flu vaccination via the mouth), he was smiling when Dr Padma gave him his first shot on the right thigh, but wailed full blast when he got the second shot on his left thigh. Oh well, at least he behaved three quarters of the way! And the bill came to approximately RM500. Sheeshhh … babies are expensive! Thank you Dutch oil company, for paying for my baby's health! *grin*
When we finally got home, I was ready to call it quits. I was famished, tired and cranky from running around town. But at least I have Singapore to look forward to! The Great Singapore Sale, here I come!
N.B: After googling Fifi Bersamamu, I have been bestowed with (probably useless) knowledge from various news articles about her. Her husband, Feriz (the elevator guy) gave Fifi RM50K as hantaran kahwin!
Sayang.... can I have RM50K to spend in Singapore??? Puhleassseeeee.....
Monday, June 15, 2009
Happy Two Months Old Aiden!
It has been a long two weeks since the Naik Buai ceremony. I haven’t even had the time to upload any photos despite being constantly reminded by family, the office gang and the school girlfriends!
So what exactly happened during the Naik Buai ceremony? For starters, Aiden was fast asleep therefore I had to wake him up for his mandi bunga session with the bidan. How would you feel if you’re happy in lala land and suddenly someone picks you up and hands you to a pair of unfamiliar hands for a frigid cold bath? Of course, hell broke loose and Aiden was wailing his lungs out with Mummy and Daddy looking helplessly from the side. Not only was the bidan roughhousing my beloved baby, she actually tossed Aiden a few times in the air – according to her, untuk naik semangat! Instead of naik semangat, it nearly gave me a heart attack. Eveyrthing I read from books on not shaking a baby vigorously for fear of bruising of the brain or trauma to the delicate infant eye whirred through my mind, and I felt so powerless! Aiden was crying during pijak bunga, Aiden was crying during pijak tanah, and when he was finally handed to me he was wailing full blast! By the time Aiden was placed in the Buai, he was too tired from crying and he just laid in the cradle quietly, looking at me with his sad puppy eyes. I swear I could feel my heart break into a million pieces…..
Apart from that, everything went smoothly. I could fit into my baju kurung nikah (although my sister did scare me by saying that I still looked like I could shed a lot more pounds!), the Buai was absolutely beautiful with fresh flowers and all, my Dad was in a good mood, I had my girlfriends all the way from KL while hubby had his office mates and their families for the event, the photographs looked great and I had a lot of fun parading cutesy Aiden in front of a whole lot of adoring eyes!
However, by the time the event ended, hubby wasn’t feeling very well. He had a high fever and retired to the room for a short nap. After swallowing a whole lot of Paracetamol, he finally felt up for driving back to KL. By the time we were home, his fever was back. Tried to persuade him to take medical leave, but he was adamant about turning up for work as he was due to be in Pasir Gudang the next day. I threw my hands up in the air – what is it about men and their work??!!
The next day, hubby came home from Pasir Gudang looking absolutely wrecked. He had the fever, the flu, the cough… the whole works. And the worst part about it was - he infected me with his whole array of viruses! I woke up the next day feeling absolutely down in the dumps. Hubby was feeling a bit better, so he dragged me to the clinic. At the clinic, I was too sick to even sit up on the waiting chair, so I decided to buat clinic tuh macam clinic mak bapak I and slept on the long couch.
To cut a long story short, I was still breastfeeding Aiden while I was sick.. and lo and behold, Aiden caught the fever and the cough the very next day! It was Aiden’s first fever, and us as first time parents were absolutely freaked out! We rushed Aiden to Prince Court Medical Centre, where they recorded Aiden’s whopping 38.1degC fever! Considering his young age, Aiden was immediately given Panadol syrup and sponged down with cold water. Yet again, my poor Baby Boy was wailing his lungs out! That’s two cold showers in the span of one week!
We brought him home with him still feeling a bit feverish (and a new digital thermometer in tow – that should teach us to be more prepared before having a baby!). Unfortunately, his fever came back as the night progressed, and again we rushed to PCMC. Thank god Aiden’s pediatrician was on call, and she gave him a suppository Panadol and took his blood just in case. Unfortunately, Aiden’s pudgy hands were not really helpful in locating a vein, and Dr Padma had to prick him twice just to extract his blood. Again, my poor Baby Boy was crying his lungs out – while I was literally going worry crazy in the emergency room.
Finally, his fever subsided and we brought him home. He slept through the whole night while Mummy was wide awake taking his temperature every 3 hours. Phewww.. definitely an experience I do not want to go through again.
Now, Aiden is well and back to his playful self. He still demands to be rocked to sleep by his human Buai (read: Bibik), but is awake longer and able to have a “conversation” with me and focus on my off key singing of musical rhymes – sometimes singing along with me in his coos and endearing gurgles.
Oh, and Aiden is a botakhead now. Head is shaved clean. Absolutely adorable!
Happy 2 months old Aiden Irfan. Mummy and Daddy loves you to bits and pieces! One month to go before Mummy is back at work…. Uurrgghh…
Aiden being his usual happy self before the Naik Buai ceremony.
Aiden testing the waters before he started wailing his lungs out.
The beautiful Buai surrounded by the marhaban ladies.
Close up of the Buai.
Our perfect family, Alhamdulillah....
So what exactly happened during the Naik Buai ceremony? For starters, Aiden was fast asleep therefore I had to wake him up for his mandi bunga session with the bidan. How would you feel if you’re happy in lala land and suddenly someone picks you up and hands you to a pair of unfamiliar hands for a frigid cold bath? Of course, hell broke loose and Aiden was wailing his lungs out with Mummy and Daddy looking helplessly from the side. Not only was the bidan roughhousing my beloved baby, she actually tossed Aiden a few times in the air – according to her, untuk naik semangat! Instead of naik semangat, it nearly gave me a heart attack. Eveyrthing I read from books on not shaking a baby vigorously for fear of bruising of the brain or trauma to the delicate infant eye whirred through my mind, and I felt so powerless! Aiden was crying during pijak bunga, Aiden was crying during pijak tanah, and when he was finally handed to me he was wailing full blast! By the time Aiden was placed in the Buai, he was too tired from crying and he just laid in the cradle quietly, looking at me with his sad puppy eyes. I swear I could feel my heart break into a million pieces…..
Apart from that, everything went smoothly. I could fit into my baju kurung nikah (although my sister did scare me by saying that I still looked like I could shed a lot more pounds!), the Buai was absolutely beautiful with fresh flowers and all, my Dad was in a good mood, I had my girlfriends all the way from KL while hubby had his office mates and their families for the event, the photographs looked great and I had a lot of fun parading cutesy Aiden in front of a whole lot of adoring eyes!
However, by the time the event ended, hubby wasn’t feeling very well. He had a high fever and retired to the room for a short nap. After swallowing a whole lot of Paracetamol, he finally felt up for driving back to KL. By the time we were home, his fever was back. Tried to persuade him to take medical leave, but he was adamant about turning up for work as he was due to be in Pasir Gudang the next day. I threw my hands up in the air – what is it about men and their work??!!
The next day, hubby came home from Pasir Gudang looking absolutely wrecked. He had the fever, the flu, the cough… the whole works. And the worst part about it was - he infected me with his whole array of viruses! I woke up the next day feeling absolutely down in the dumps. Hubby was feeling a bit better, so he dragged me to the clinic. At the clinic, I was too sick to even sit up on the waiting chair, so I decided to buat clinic tuh macam clinic mak bapak I and slept on the long couch.
To cut a long story short, I was still breastfeeding Aiden while I was sick.. and lo and behold, Aiden caught the fever and the cough the very next day! It was Aiden’s first fever, and us as first time parents were absolutely freaked out! We rushed Aiden to Prince Court Medical Centre, where they recorded Aiden’s whopping 38.1degC fever! Considering his young age, Aiden was immediately given Panadol syrup and sponged down with cold water. Yet again, my poor Baby Boy was wailing his lungs out! That’s two cold showers in the span of one week!
We brought him home with him still feeling a bit feverish (and a new digital thermometer in tow – that should teach us to be more prepared before having a baby!). Unfortunately, his fever came back as the night progressed, and again we rushed to PCMC. Thank god Aiden’s pediatrician was on call, and she gave him a suppository Panadol and took his blood just in case. Unfortunately, Aiden’s pudgy hands were not really helpful in locating a vein, and Dr Padma had to prick him twice just to extract his blood. Again, my poor Baby Boy was crying his lungs out – while I was literally going worry crazy in the emergency room.
Finally, his fever subsided and we brought him home. He slept through the whole night while Mummy was wide awake taking his temperature every 3 hours. Phewww.. definitely an experience I do not want to go through again.
Now, Aiden is well and back to his playful self. He still demands to be rocked to sleep by his human Buai (read: Bibik), but is awake longer and able to have a “conversation” with me and focus on my off key singing of musical rhymes – sometimes singing along with me in his coos and endearing gurgles.
Oh, and Aiden is a botakhead now. Head is shaved clean. Absolutely adorable!
Happy 2 months old Aiden Irfan. Mummy and Daddy loves you to bits and pieces! One month to go before Mummy is back at work…. Uurrgghh…
Aiden being his usual happy self before the Naik Buai ceremony.Aiden testing the waters before he started wailing his lungs out. The beautiful Buai surrounded by the marhaban ladies.Close up of the Buai.
Poor Aiden tired out after crying his lungs out.
Our perfect family, Alhamdulillah....
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