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34 days and counting

I have another 34 days to go before my ‘predicted’ due date of delivery (that is 4/3/2010).

If you ask about my feeling right now, my answer is, I wish I can deliver sooner than that. I mean, since 37 weeks is considered as matured weeks for delivery, so why not. As long as the baby has fully grown and matured enough, I shall welcome any sign for delivery with wide open arm in the 37 weeks onwards. I can’t wait to finally be able to meet my dearest Izz, and I bet my husband feel the same way too.

Today, I shall talk about everything or anything that related to pregnancy. I mean, I am pregnant at the moment. I am half way through my third trimester and counting days to deliver super-duper Baby Izz to the world. So relatively, I can consider myself an experienced in this area of pregnancy, according to what that I have been through this 8 months of being a pregnant soon-to-be mummy.

So, I shall start now.

First Trimester

I always manage my own ovulation calendar and my period is regular, so when I finally got married last year on the 6/6/09, I have somehow knew that pregnancy is possible since the date 6/6 mark the 10^th days of my cycle.

And I was proved to be right. About 2 weeks after getting married, I bought my first ever pregnancy kit and wallllaaaaaa!!!, though the line is barely visible, the result led me to the 2^nd, 3^rd, 4^th and another and another test until the Doctor finally confirmed on me that I am actually PREGNANT.

So, I cried the first moment when I actually accepted the result. I called my mother and her response was, “cepatnyerrrr”. I called my husband, my MIL, my sister, but I can’t recall their first reaction because my reaction alone surprised me.

On my 2^nd month of pregnancy, there is still no sign of nauseas. I was happy because I thought that I was free from all the bad symptoms that came together in the package of being pregnant. But I was proved to be wrong because from the 3^rd month of my pregnancy, the reality hit me hard.

Second Trimester

Immediately after entering my 2^nd trimester, I finally had gotten my ‘part’ in these common-famous-symptoms most pregnant women have to face. I manage to fast 7 days only during the fasting month. I can’t take rice in my diet for almost 1 month or else I will vomit my stomach out, my weight decrease instead of increase. And this prolong until the 5^th month. I got tired easily; I can hardly walk every time afternoon approached me so I slept during the lunch hour. Throughout those 2 months, my lunch was religiously bought by my dearest colleagues. My diet consists of bread, and bread, and more bread. I was not myself AT ALL during those times. I was totally DOWN. I didn’t go out at all during weekend. My hormones certainly went haywires and my MOOD SWING was even worst. Luckily, it last only for 2 months (nearly) because at the end of 5 months, I am getting back my appetite and my old self started to recover to NORMAL mood.

By the 6^th months, I started craving for guava. Yes you read it right. GUAVA!! I had to have at least 1 GUAVA per day. Seriously!! Because that particular fruit is like a snack to me. It felt different to me if I didn’t get my daily dose of GUAVA for a day. Other than that, I ate less veggie but replaced it somehow with fruits. I favour only GUAVA and grapes. This prolong until mid of 7 month.

Third Trimester

By mid of months 7 into my pregnancy, the craving for guava became lesser and was replaced by craving for, hmmmm, whatever that I feel like eating. But nowadays, I like to eat ‘JAMBU AIR’ and cakes@cupcakes and the like. Anything sweet will do fine for me.

I started buying baby item by the end of 7 months. Hmmmmm, what else? The third trimester is more like a ‘relax and enjoy’ time for me. The most enjoyable time throughout my pregnancy, I shall say that. Everything is sweeter, life is more manageable, I am happier, and thanks Allah S.W.T for that. Aminn. Despite the normal leg cramps, worst Braxton hicks, bad back pain, minus all that, the third trimester is a blessing to me.

Supplement I take throughout my pregnancy

1)      Folic Acid – from the time that the doctor confirmed on my being pregnant, I was given folic acid to take one a day. This prolong until the 5 months and the doctor ask me to stop taking it. But when I reached 8 months into my pregnancy and my Hb level is a bit low, the doctor asks me to start taking it back.

2)      Obimin – I can only consumed obimin for 1 weeks and have to stop when I found out that I tend to vomit my stomach out when I was on Obimin. Guess Obimin is just not meant for me.

3)      Pramilet – My daily dose of Obimin was then replaced by Pramilet. Another similar supplement as to Obimin. I letter learnt that, pregnant women have to either take Obimin or Pramilet as their MUST-HAVE supplement because those contents all the vitamin, minerals and all the good stuff that the mother and the baby needed.

4)      CALCIUM – Fearing that osteoporosis come knocking at my door at 28 years of age, I started taking calcium from the months 5 of my pregnancy. Plus, I didn’t drink any milk so I MUST TAKE another alternative to replace all the calcium that MILK have. I bought my supply of CALCIUM from USANA. Theirs, from what I read and all the testimonials gathered, is among the BEST Supplement to consider taking.

5)      BIOMEGA – Wanting my Baby Izz to become one genius child, and to cure the short term memory loss that seems to hit me lately (hehehehe…alasan je), I started to take regular dose of Fish Oil (DHA HPA bla bla bla if I am not mistaken) as part of my daily supplement. Go read THIS, then you will realise the benefit that USANA BIOMEGA carry in each of their capsules.

6)      ESSENTIAL – Also one of the supplements that I religiously taken the moment I register myself as member of USANA due to the benefits offered by it. Also read THIS to understand better why I willing to spend my hard earned money to buy this entire supplement by USANA when everyone else thinks that, OBIMIN or PRAMILET together with ACID FOLIC is enough for a pregnant lady to take throughout their pregnancy.

So, I think enough with this long boring rambling entry about pregnancy. Or else I’ll be chasing whoever that willing to read my blog away in any minutes. Huhuhu.

Just something to ponder by any going-to-be-mummy soon out there.

P.S: My husband tummy/waist line is getting smaller and smaller by day. Hehhehehehhe. Ask me why? Or email me at anor81@gmail.com to know how this is possible. I shall take his latest photos and compare it with his previous photos so you can see the different. NUTRIMEAL from USANA really work. My husband has tried it, and I witness the positive effect of it. There is no harm trying you see, because we’ll never know until we try it. *wink*. Plus, USANA product is guaranteed to be safe.

-ANOR-

At the time I’m typing this post, I think the Braxton hicks really strike me hard today, and lately to be frank. I mean, just to walk a couple of step away from my cubicle is a struggle. Let alone to stand still for long. Goshh!! Though I really love all this time (34 weeks and 4 days to be exact) of being pregnant and having someone I’ll never meet to accompany me 24/7 through my up and down, sick and well, happiness and sadness, but I still can’t help this feeling of wanting to have a safe early delivery. You see, the doctor told me that 36 weeks is still premature but 37 weeks through your pregnancy is consider as OK, I mean if you want to have an early delivery.

But, this one statement that my dearest mother told me the other day made me thinking. She told me, “Buat apa nak mintak benda bukan2 macam tu? Tuh namanya cuba nak melawan ketentuan Allah S.W.T. Bila sampai waktunya nanti ko bersalin la. Tak kira la cepat ke lambat. Cuma apa yang ko patut mintak semuga Selamat segalanya”. Ok, I got the message. I am not trying decide my own fate, you see, it just that sometimes the pain is unbearable that I wish I can do something to end it. But for now, I’ll try my very hard to face it all due to the fact that my baby, my dearest Izz, is all healthy because he/she just can’t stop kicking and moving and dancing and shuffling and doing his/her own acrobat move every few minutes of me being awake (and throughout my sleep I think. It made me wonder, when exactly that my baby sleep?). Alhamdulillah for that.

Remember my previous post of ‘My Day’, of me having a good kick-start for my weekdays, a wonderful Monday to be exact? It seems that my good luck charm continues throughout the weeks (and today is Thursday already), despite having a sleepless night, a back pain, a terrible leg cramp and the worst Braxton hicks, still my good luck linger around. It seems that everything fall into my laps, whatever that I wishes I’ll got it somehow and I love my husband (and I think he loves me too) even more everyday. And I’ve got to make my mother smile with the late birthday presents I gave her. Plus, yesterday, I’ve got some stuff from the FLYFM MyVi Troopers and some treasure hunt gift from my visit to the MPH Carnival at Stadium Melawati Shah Alam. So I shall say, Alhamdulillah, so far I have a good week this week.

Anyway, I hope my good luck charm continue tomorrow for I will try my very best to get through the FlyFM hotline to try my luck on their ‘Wake Up Your Brain’ contest. You see, my younger sister (visit her blog at http://letmedesignyou.blogspot.com) together with my mum, they have somehow predicted or shall I say figured out the possibly the right answer for the question. And if my sister can’t get through them, I shall try my luck and who knows, Rezeki Baby, we can win the accumulated prize money of almost RM5, 600.00. We’ll never know what the future behold for us and there is definitely no harm trying. *wink*.

Notes: I FALLEN IN LOVE WITH YOU MY DEAREST HUSBAND OVER AND OVER AGAIN. YOU ARE MY GREATEST TRESURE. YOU ARE MY LIFE.

Dear baby,

You must be wondering why out of sudden I call you baby instead of your usual Encik Izz@Encik Dalam Perut@Minimo. This is because this one otai bidan from you daddy hometown (please bear in mind darling baby that to get to your daddy hometown, we have to travel for almost 7 hours….pergh!!! and by the time you arrive, your bum bum will sure get sengal lenguh and everything in between), has somehow predicted, solely based on the shape of my stomach that my baby is going to be a GIRL.

Now I am confused. Way back when your were just 4 months in my stomach, during my routine checkups, without having to ask the gender, Dr Syahirah willingly announced to me, that my baby is going to be a BOY. She even showed me your little birdie. And this continue in the 5 months, 6, 7 and the last checkups which was like last week, your birdie were still very visible. I got his news that you are a BOY from 3 different doctors. Three I repeat.

And with all these three quite convincing ‘announcement’, your daddy and me, we bought your stuff 80% in blue colour. I repeat, BLUE. With no hint whatsoever of little daisies, little flowers, pink colour, or anything that can immediately tell people that you are a GIRL.

And the name that we pick up for you is also a BOY name.

Now, let me confess. It is not that I am not happy of knowing your gender from that bidan otai, because frankly speaking, I do not mind whether you are a GIRL or a BOY (if you decided to come out as a girl, temporarily you have to bear wearing all BLUE outfit ok), but it really surprised me that, all these time when you play your cute little game of changing your mummy stomach shape (you sometimes moves so hard and so fast that my stomach looks pointed, square, tilted to the right, tilted to the left and etc) suddenly when I have to meet the bidan otai to get my Air Selusuh and Minyak Selusuh, you decided to lay flat. And that resulted in my stomach looking rather flat and wide to the side instead of the usual pointed to the front shape. And to these 5 minutes little fact, the bidan predicted that you are going to be a baby GIRL.

Ini baby dalam perut memang manyak pandai and manyak cerdik oooooo. Masa urut dia dok diam tak bergerak. Elok je lepas urut, letak je punggung dalam keta, tanpa berlengah masa dia terus buat tarian shuffle dia. Cessss!!! Mau kena rotan ini baby. Tunggu laaa nanti. (gelak ugut jahat!! Ngehngehngeh)

So now, your daddy and me, we have decided to play it cool. I shall buy white baby outfits for you after this and we have started looking out for cute baby GIRL name in case it turn out true that you are indeed a GIRL.

So my darling baby, can you please behave a bit because lately, you have been moving so fast and so hard that my stomach hurt. Baby tak sayang mak ke? Huhuhuhuhu. The things that I’ve done for you and just for you my little darling were all the things that I never thought I’ll do for anyone else other than your daddy, your grandparents and all your aunties and uncles. So much so, I have loved you and still am and will always will even before I meet you.

I think, by this point, with 45 more days to go, I am ready to give birth to you. We shall meet baby, when the time has arrive for you to come out and see the world. Till then, please do behave and jangan nakal2.

Pregnancy note:

1)      At 8 months of being pregnant I have officially gained 10kg (from 45kg to 55 kg) and my baby weight at about 2kg.

2)      I find it rather hard to sleep at night lately and it is even harder to find the right position to sleep on because all the usual positions are no more comfortable for me. It left me with no other option but to either sleep menonggeng, tido duduk atau tak tido langsung. Waaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!

3)      Alhamdulillah, from the urine test and blood test, I am free from high blood sugar, high blood pressure and everything else except that my haemoglobin is a little bit low. So this 26^th January I have to carry out another blood test.

4)      At the moment, I consume 6 supplements everyday, every morning. USANA Essentials (Ao Pro and Chilated Mineral) 2 capsules, USANA Calcium 1 capsul, USANA Biomega 1 capsule, Acid Folic (recently started due to low haemoglobin level) 1 capsule and Pramilet 1 capsule.  I shall blog about supplements during pregnancy later.

5)      Thanks to your aunty, Shidah for selling her Maclaren stroller to me for amazing unbeatable low price (Nat, ko bersalin lambat lagi, ko gi arr cari stroller lg best nanti k…tenkiu), partly the discount is consider as my belated so late already birthday present.

-Mak Baby-

Tadaaa!!! Masa movie date last Saturday. Tgk citer Old Dogs.

See see, perut saya dah besau dah. At 7++ mths pregnant, saya rasa mcm resaksa dlm citer otromen.

Yer yer, dulu dulu kan saya dah bgtau yg saya dah pakai spek. Tadaaa, revealing Annur when wearing spectacle. huhuhuhu.. Sila laa gelak yer. Saya tau saya nampak mcm makcik makcik. huhuhuhu

Napa yer org review citer Old Dogs tuh tak best? Siap bg 1 bintang je lagi. Sbbnya, dr mula start citer sampai laa ke penghabisannya, kitaorg gelak tak hengat dunia. Rasanya Encik Izz mmg tak dpt tido malam tuh. Ye laaa mak ngan apak dia gelak melampau2. hehheheehhehe. Siap perut kejang2 lagi. Seriously, hillariously funny. Tak tipu. Sungguh ni.

Another 51 days to go. Rasa mcm lama je lagi. Berat benau dah rasa perut ni. Esok nak gi ‘dating’ ngan Encik Izz kat klinik Syahirah. Mari kita tgk berapa berat dia…..sapa lg berat? Dia atau saya?..hahahahhaha (in denial lagi ni…)

Jumaat ni balik Besut. Ma ada buat semayang hajat n jumpa mak bidan sebab mak bidan nak buat air selusuh. Adoilaaa, membayangkan nak kena dok dlm keta 7-8 jam ajer dah mula kebas2 punggung ni. ISh ish. Nasib baik gerak malam. Harap2 laa leh tido n kurang pengencingan dalam perjalanan. Sebab toilet kar area Gua Musang tuh n Kuala Krai agak Horor. Euuuwwwwwwwww.

Oh, adik saya Cik Nur Dayah ada buat projek freelance baru. Sudi2 laa lawat blog dia di http://www.letmedesignyou.blogspot.com for more info.

Dearest Izz.

I used to call you Minimo when you were still very small (that was within the first trimester of my pregnancy). But now, when you finally revealed your gender and your dad and I have finally decided on your name-to-be, I shall address you as Izz@ Encik Izz.

My love,

You haven’t stop kicking and punching my stomach from inside since I woke up 5.30a.m today. Aren’t you tired my darling for I am tired myself for having to visit Mr. Toilet almost 5 times since 8 a.m. Please pity me my love and spear my kidney and the area nearby will you. I promise I’ll buy you Mini Optimus Prime if you stop or at least lessen the tickling-my-mums-kidney habit a bit.

Izz,

I always wonder, how on earth that you manage to grow so fast and so big; almost 2kg at 7 months++; when I haven’t actually put so much weight while carrying you around (I gained an average of 1kg per month)? Hmmmm. I guess all the nutrition and vitamins and fats and everything that I consumed throughout these 7 months+++ were consumed by you, ALL of it. Lucky me I have taken the early precautions of galloping 5-6 capsules of vitamins daily or else I shall say Hai Hai to osteoporosis at 28 years of age.

My dearest Izz,

At the early stage of carrying you, I found it rather difficult and burdening for once it has been confirmed that you are in me, all the hormones goes haywires which lead to me being not-me. I really took sometimes to adjust myself of the reality of being a pregnant me, and believe me, I am still adjusting now especially when I realised I have now have a double chin, my legs and my hips diameter increased, my armpits is as black as it can be, I walk like penguin, my belly button coming out, I can barely see the ‘down there’ thingy, my breast start sagging and I can’t wear all the cute lingerie and night gown without looking like oversize moving Swiss ball.

But I am not complaining because you lovely dad seems to treat me extra special while I am pregnant with you. So I must thank you for that on top of all that I mention above.

Darling Izz,

I think from the 3D scan we did previously, you will inherited my lips and my wide forehead. Lucky us, you’ll get you dad nose for if you get mine, I am very sure you will have to tarik your hidung every day of your life to make it more mancung. Hehehehehhe.

Sayang,

I don’t know why but I am loss when the time came for shopping for your stuff. Lucky us, your dad seems to be overly excited to do that for us and now, we are almost 95% complete of buying the basic necessary stuff that a newborn will need (minus the stroller, cribs – because we bought you basket instead-, soft toys – for your dad is afraid that you will have identity crisis if we buy you that-, and the bigger stuff).

Izz,

I thought I told you to stop messing with my kidney and the area nearby, but why on earth you still doing so? Now I have to quickly end writing this letter to you for Mr Toilet call is very hard to resist.

Geeesshh! I can’t wait for the time to finally meeting you my dear, for instead of munching your dad ear, I’ll munch yours instead. You wait and see OK.

GTG to the toilet now.

-Love, Mak Izz-

Takde idea. Saja nak menaip. Ntah hapa2 cerita.

Oooo, yer, nama encik dalam perut @minimo telah dikenalpasti. Tp buat masa ni leh panggil dia Encik Izz.

Rasanya kalo tak bakal pemain bola sepak setanding ngan Zidane, Encik Izz bakal jadi pemandu F1 team Malaysia. Takpon Engineer cari gali minyak atau gas atau apa2 je yg ada bawah tanah or bawah bawah tuu….Sebabnya?

• Encik Izz ‘penendang’ terhebat. Campur tolak 28 jam sehari Encik Izz akan, samada:

1. Tendang Buah Pinggang Kanan/Kiri
2. Buat tarian shuffle
3. Main garuk2 kulit perut dari dalam
4. Mogok/tunjuk perasaan tak bersebab sambil hentak2 punggung
5. Senamrobik dalam perut….
6. Berenang kuak kupu-kupu

Haishhhhh!!! Tak sabaunya nak tunggu time dia kluar nanti. Kita tengok sapa yang kena yer laling….*smbl gelak jahat*….

Eh, baru sedar, apa Encik Izz buat dalam perut mcm takde kaitan ngan apa yang Encik Izz bakal jadi dah besau nanti…hmmmm..nevermind.

Oh, satu lagi, napa yer nampak gaya mcm terdapat konspirasi jantina bayi dimana baju bayi perempuan lagi lawa n banyak pilihan berbanding baju bayi lelaki?

Encik Izz, mak nak tanya sket ni; Sudikah anda pakai baju warna pink, sarung tangan bunga2 pink putih, sarung kaki serupa pastu ada reben atas kepala? Ala, corak baju ngan warna takkan menghilangkan tahap kemacho-an awaklaaa. hehehehehhehheehh.

Auwwwww!! Tak kose I.

Ish. Ish…. Kita jumpa nanti2 yer Encik Izz. Sayang Cinta I Lebiu dari mak n ayah.

-Anor-

Sila amik perhatian yer kepada mereka-mereka yang mengalami masalah underweight@kurang berat badan mcm saya. SILALAAA BERUSAHA UNTUK PASTIKAN BERAT BADAN ANDA BERADA PADA PARAS YANG OPTIMUM SEBELUM ANDA MENGANDUNG. Paling tidak pun, SILALAAA PASTIKAN PERUT ANDA ADA LEBIHAN KULIT@JGN FLAT SGT.

Sebabnya, huhuhuhuhuu. Saya telah mempelajari satu pengalaman semenjak saya mengandung ni. Bila kita kurus sgt or perut kita isi lemaknya cukup2 makan sahaja, nanti bila mengandung, bila sampai time perut tuh nak membesau, makanya akan timbul satu MASALAH.

MASALAHNYA IALAH:

1) Masa perut tuh nak start stretching @ membesau @ membelon, bila semenjak azalinya perut tuh mmg dah sedia kecik dan kurang kulit2 atau lemak2 lebihan, makanya perut tuh akan cuba menarik mana2 kulit berhampiran untuk membantu ia membesau bagai johan. Maknanya, kebarangkalian ada strecth mark adalah tinggi. Kulit akan gatal2 sebab tertekan (serius ni! Jgn garuk kalo takmau berparut or luka2). Perut rasa terik macam nak meletup. DAN SANGATLAAA TAK SELESA YER. PErcayalaa cakap saya sebab tuh laa yang saya alami skrg ni.

2) Yela, bila perut kecik, baby dalam perut tuh akan mempunyai ruang2 yang terhad untuk accommodate pembesaran dia. Makanya, since baby tuh masih akan tetap membesau, dia akan berusaha dengan bersungguh2 untuk membuat ‘kediaman’ dia @ perut kita lebih selesa. Dia akan cuba bersungguh stretch badan dia utk mencari posisi2 selesa. Makanya, sila expect kaki atau tangan comel dia menekan pundi kencing anda (yang membuatkan belakunya keinginan untuk mengencing 3-4 kali sejam) dan juga menekan paru-paru (ni yang paling seksa sebabnya akan berlaku kesukaran untuk bernafas resulting to muka hampir jadi biru dan perasaan tecungap2 macam baru lepas lari naik turun tangga menara KL 3x).

Mengandung adalah satu pengalaman yang sangat sangat sangat unik. Ada +ve side dia and ada jugak -ve side dia. Tapi setakat nih, yang paling menguji saya ialah:

1) Sessi mari mabuk2 pening2 lalat masa 3 bulan pertama.

2) Sessi mari kita buat perut mak membesau. Apa? Tak cukup kulit untuk membesau, takpa, kita tarik kulit montot, kulit belakang atau segala kulit spare yang ada. Huhuhuhu.

3) Sessi mari kita gi melawat toilet or berumah tangga kat toilet tuh terus lg sesuai…Sila expect pengulangan 3-4x ke toilet untuk mengencing 3-4 titik air kencing itu adalah normal yer.

4) Sessi sesak nafas @ semput @ mengah yang teramat. Eh eh!! posisi tak best laa, kasik ekjas sket. Opss! Tertendang laks pundi kencing. Eh eh!! tolak tulang rusuk ngan paru2 nih pon best jugak nih. Ngehngehngehngeh. Rasa macam nak kena pakai tabung oksigen jer nih. Sehingga anda dapat merasakan pengalaman2 itu sendiri baru anda akan paham. Kalo tak sila laa bayangkan ajer.

Lain orang sebenarnya lain kepayahan yang dia kena tempuh masa mengandung. Ada yang paling bernasib baik, alhamdulillah tempoh mengandung dia sgt laaa heaven ok. Ikut rezeki orang tuh laa. Tp apa2 pun, nih pengalaman seumur hidup ni. Akan ku kenang sampai bila2. (siaplaa ko encik dalam perut. Hehehehehehhe. nanti sebelum ko leh membantah, akan ku pakaikan ko segala macam menda pastu angkat gambau byk2 n post kat blog ni biau semua org nampak. termasuk la gambau2 ko bolen2 bulat. nanti bila ko besau ko shame shame laa sendiri yer. ngehngehngeh. sessi black mail kat anak sendiri. boleh ke cenggitu?..hehehehehheh)

Ok. Mintak eskus, nak gi tarik nafas dalam2 kejap. mengah ni.

-ANOR-

Tarikh: 11.11.2009

Lokasi: UMRA, Sek 13 Shah Alam

Waktu: Appointment kol 7 malam. Tunggu punya tunggu punya tunggu, kol 8 lebey sket baru dapat masuk. Nasib baik worth it.

Agenda: Detail Scan/3D/4D Scan

Objektif: Dating ngan Encik Dalam Perut.

Umur: 23 minggu 1 hari

Here we go,…..Encik Dalam Perut say; “Cakkk!!! Peekaabooo!!”

Lor, tido pulak dia. Sejam menunggu tak berenti-renti dia smack down perut kita, alih2 bila time dating leh lak dia tido. Encik abe panggil gaya tido dia “Gaya Pemikir”…Hahhahahahahah.

Next time kita dating jangan tido yer. And sila jangan tunjuk montot tu. Puas dah tengok montot tu hari tu. hehehehehhheeh.

Alhamdulillah, my baby is all healthy. Alhamdulillah. InsyaAllah hensem macam ayahnya. Kan Abe kan?????

ANOR COUNTING DAYS

Encik dalam perut is a boy, is a boy, and is a boy…lalalalalalalala. InsyaAllah, with Allah S.W.T will, the baby is going to be a boy.

Cumanya, ada org ckp laa, kdg2 masa scan doctor kata pompuan tp alih2 bila kuar lelaki. In that case, rasanya development of the ‘little pistol and its casing’ lambat sket kot or kept hidden. Perhaps.

But kalo awal2 doktor dah ckp, “this is his penis, and this is his scrotum. Can u spot it?” (which yang mmg konpem2 laa aku nampak sama je semua), bolehkah atau adakah mustahil atau tidak mustahil yang kemudiannya little pistol and casing akan ilang? I wonder. But if I have started buying his little clothes, which mostly, definitely is going to be blue in color, and all pants with no skirts, but alih2 bila kuar, tadaaaaaaaaa!!!! A girl. Hmmm. What shall I do?

Never mind though, as long as the baby is healthy, all pink and not blue.

Muhammad Zaki Zidane. Muhammad Zaki Zackary. Huh!!! Nama2 cadangan dari aunties and uncles. We; me and my laling have given the privilege of enlisting the baby name to my dearest father. Hehehehehhe. Atoknya pandai pilih nama, just look at my name, Annuryani, tak ke unik tu, Ahaksss!!! Masuk bakul angkat sendiri.

Another issue here is the due date given by doctors and their prediction on my pregnancy age. Hmmm. I have barely married for 4 months (this 6/10/09 will mark our 4^th month anniversary), already the doctor said that I am 19 weeks pregnant, which is nearly 5 month. I was like, what the heck!! No wonder laa mak metua ku tergezut, terkeliru, terkonpius apa bagai. And my stomach barely shows the sign that I am 5 months pregnant. Yesterday, my sisters gathered around me and studied my stomach. Among themselves, their discussion revolves on the topic “betulke kakno ni dah 5 bulan? Napa perut kecik je?”

I have, at the moment 3 different due date; 4/3/10, 7/3/10 and the latest being 27/2/10. Encik dalam perut is looking healthy. I have yet to feel his kick and other movement. But sometimes when I look at my bare stomach, I can see that encik dalam perut tgh ngeliat or perhaps tgh berlatih smack down org. Hehehehehhehe. Thump thump thump!!! Agaknya gitula bunyiknya. He weighted about 278gm which according to my sister sama berat ngan anak kucing kat umah tu. My current weight is 48.5kg which I assume is transferred to my bum bum and my pon pon. *grin shyly*.

So, we shall meet again my little encik dalam perut next 30/10/09. Till then, please behave and please do accept rice in your dietary menu laling. And please janganla rejek any food, plg tidak kalo tak suka pun tolak tepi biau dia kuar ikut sumber pengeluaran di bawah bukan ikut mulut.

-mak encik dalam perut-

A lot happened when I was M-I-A. Some were good some were not (mostly not laaa). So here a quick update on me, my minimo and my life during these 2 months.

 The Good

• When I was three month pregnant, my sister telah dijangkiti penyakit ‘buatan orang’, the same ‘penyakit’ my other half gave me. Hehehhe. So her due date is two month after mine. Ayah, mak, tahun depan duit raya tambah 2 sampul k. Hehheheheheheh.
• Oh!!! I love my laling, my other half, the love of my life even more everyday. This pregnancy make me very lovey dovey towards him. Though most of the time he smell like kentut (musuk ooooooo), but the sigh of him alone melt my heart. I can happily claim that I kiss him while tutup idung. Hehehehehhe. N kissing him makes me happy.  I love u ayah Mini-Mo.

The Not-So-Good

• I have gained, a gradual weigh gain, 1 kg per month but when I was about to reach my 4^th month, I lost almost 1 ½ kg. *sigh*. So much for fasting (though I barely posa. I only managed to fast for 1 week; me think so; I lost count already maa. The all day sickness makes me lost focus on everything).
• Encik dalam perut aka Mini-Mo telah membuatkan saya hilang mood untuk shopping. Like totally not interested AT ALL to go shopping. Like, I have to be dragged by my other half to go for raya shopping. Gosh!!! So many warehouse sales I’ve missed.
• Saya menci muntah. But that was exactly what I have to go through throughout the 3^rd month of my pregnancy. I can barely eat anything. Lost my appetite. Too weak to eat. Sleep all day long. It was just soo not Annuryani. But that is the price I have to pay to ‘get’ this cute Mini-Mo @ encik dalam perut to this world, so be it. *pasrah giler ni*
• After 3 weeks of not eating rice, finally, yesterday, on 27^th September, I managed to drag myself to eat ‘my-mum-nasi lemak’. And happily, tanpa memuntahkan semula nasi2 itewww yer tuan2 dan puan2 sekalian. Yeay!!!!! But I kenot be too happy, just yet, cos anything can happen anytime. It seems that my mini-mo is trying to develop his taste bud. Cerewet mcm emaknye. Hehehhehe.

So, update sket2 dulu, biau nampak mcm byk je post nyer. Hehheheheheheh. To be continued arrrr. Till then, rasanya nak kena gi Giant jap ni. Nak beli epal ijau sat. Lalalallalal. Eskus eskus.

-emak Mini-mo-