I am soo looking forward to delivering this baby. I have put on 14kg and I am tired most of the time. I think I mentioned earlier that my sleep is usually disturbed due to trying to find the right positions to sleep resulting into sleeplessness and all sort of body aches.
Zarif woke up feeling unwell, with temperature that became high fever, cough and headache. I took time off today from work to bring him to the clinic. He was upset with me for being late, I slept again after waking up at 5:30am and by the time I got myself ready to go out it was already 9:00am and he looked flushed with high temperature and coughing. MrM scolded me for not being sensitive to his needs. Okay, so I wasn't. I know I should have. Especially with the H1N1 virus going on everywhere.
Brought him to the panel clinic, and Zarif was prescribed with so many types of medicine that I hope will do the trick. We sent him home and I think the medicine did do its trick because he invited his pal Amin to the house to play PS2 games with him a bit later. So much for being sick. With mama, he complains, cries and tells me he has a headache. Zarif thinks that medicine is his panacea to everything. He has a slight headache, he wants Panadol. I don't want him to get into the habit of taking panadol all the time whenever he feels unwell. And as for inviting Amin his best friend, well that boy is still out there playing with Zarif. Surely he cannot show to his friend his frail state this morning right? That state is reserved only for parents. (Found out Zarif vomited after the KFC lunch and MrM blamed me for buying the KFC when I knew Zarif is sick and that he will not be able to resist KFC. Tried to compensate by giving Zarif head massages with minyak angin tonight, which he enjoys so much and he knows only his Mama gives him that. It was a good feeling and I felt close to him by doing that)
Of course, this school holidays the kids have been asking if we were planning to go somewhere. And in the very pregnant state that I am now, my answer to that is yeah we are going to Washington DC.....of course we are not going anywhere this next 2 weeks. We only promised to go to KL this Friday for my doctor's appointment and for MrM to bring the maid to have a new passport made. After the doctor's appointment, if MrM is not yet done, then I will take a cab to KLCC with the kids from GIMC and bring them to Kinokuniya. I have a RM50 Kino voucher still unused and the kids can choose whatever books they desire.
Last Saturday, Ah Choon the pasar malam fruit trader gave me some of his words of wisdom. "You ah, sudah macam ni ah....hati tak mau risau....mesti hati tenang....lagipun ah....I tengok you ah....ok saja maa....tak ada nampak berat sangat....saya punya wife dulu pun banyak penat ooo ini jam...."
He must be saying that due to my facial expression that just invites comments of all sorts from all sorts of people. He is right though. I should shrug my worries away.....and not be a worry wart all the time. I am tired of being responsible. I want to be frivolous and spontaneous. I want to say what I want to say and not think what want to say and not worry what people think of what I said. Even though that was not what I think A Choon the fruit trader meant, I think that would certainly help me "shrug my worries away...."
On a happier note, I indulged in spontaneity by purchasing stuff that I really don't need. Except for the nursing bras, breast pads and baby bodysuits from Mothercare courtesy of a colleague posted in London who came back last Friday. I do need that assuming that I will have enough breast milk for the baby. I am after all expressing colostrum now at this stage. And an Adidas T-shirt from Al-Ikhsan paid for by MrM. Bodysuits are so handy for babies and the ones that are sold here are mostly in the 9-12 month range. And I have been to Mothercare at three places, The Curve, Alamanda and KLCC and couldn't find 3 to 6 month range. When I heard she was coming back in June, well apa lagi kirim lah. I was supposed to go to London in July to attend a Board meeting but by that time, I probably would have delivered. And MrM did warn me not to make ay business trips whilethe baby is still small......I wouldn't want to anyways...
Munirah, in the meantime, must not be enjoying the Math camp or pretends not to enjoy when we spoke to her this evening. Tired, sleepy, all sorts of complaints....Told her to focus and learn as much as she can. She will be coming home tomorrow and I want her to be back home.
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