my brain dump

Just a few days ago, I came across a site promoting “capsule wardrobe” – defined as a mini wardrobe made up of really versatile pieces that you love to wear. The writer/brain behind the concept says she was fed up of all her unnecessary purchases that always ended up either too big or too small or too so-not-her; that the unnecessary purchases were driving her insane.

I can relate with that. Just last week, I walked out of Uniqlo with a brand new soft pink pants, with elastic waist, thinking I could fit into them considering the waist (still won’t give in to another maternity pants lol) – but the first day wearing it, I couldn’t wait to go home to change. The elastic waist was apparently too small for my 6-months pregnant belly and I was fidgeting in my seat the whole day, it was so uncomfortable!

So I decided that the pants had to be somewhere in the wardrobe until I give birth and get my normal belly back. Which is in another 4 months?

#unnecessarypurchasegamestrong

To all preggers…

Stop what you’re doing, take your car keys and go to H&M Avenue K (and some other H&M outlets, we’ll get back on this)

Because you NEED this piece of jeans in your closet.

A few weeks ago, I had some bleeding. It was unusual because I didn’t have any the last time I was pregnant with Rayyan so I was a bit worried. My pregnancy with Rayyan was smooth Alhamdulillah – I didn’t have any major complications (except this one time) so this time when I saw some blood down south at the toilet, I was quite alarmed.

Hubs? He was worried too, even offered to take me to the doctor but I didn’t to burden him so I asked him to go to work while I go to the clinic alone. He obliged – I realized that when it comes to pregnancy-baby-related things, he’d follow what I told him to do without a word. (Think I shall ask for a new bag when something like this happens again)

So. Went to the clinic and met the doctor. Explained what I’ve been having for the past few days – some light spotting in my underwear without any abdominal pain. She took a look at my record – how far along I am, etc and asked me to lie on the bed for a scan.

“We need to check if the baby is okay”

Realized that I didn’t talk about my pantang plan properly in this blog the last time when I was pregnant with Rayyan.

Well, this time, I’d make sure I would..

So that my pantang experience wouldn’t be as horrendous as before FML T.T

The reason it sucked? I flunked the plan part, ultimately. I thought once I booked a confinement/urut/pantang lady, then the rest would be taken care of – the massage, the pantang food, the baby bath, the baby massage, etc.

Until my pantang lady didn’t show up for 3 days out of the 7 days I booked FML.

So, the pantang part, here’s how I understand : once I deliver the baby, I would be in confinement for 44 days; which means I’d have to restrict my eating to only healthy pantang food, I’d have to wear socks 24/7 except during shower, I’d have to surrender my body to the urut lady who’d be massaging my whole body (including the south part and boobs part, latter is essential to ensure breastmilk flows smoothly), I’d have to do all the param tangas herbal bath etc etc, slather some herbs on my face and tummy, drink some herbal drink, take some herbal pills, wear bengkung for the whole day for as far as my body can take.