So..it’s been a while T.T
I realize that this time around, it’s getting harder to dress up – quite frankly, bump is bigger this time, or so I feel because other people kept telling me otherwise.
“No lah, where got?? Can hardly see your perut!”
Or so they say.
Underneath, my underwear choices are limited since nowadays I prefer the low waist one (the rest makes my tummy feel so suffocated) and ones that made from stretchable material; my pants on most workdays are unzipped (not only unbuttoned, ok) so it’s getting uncomfortable but I’m yet to find maternity pants (still in denial, wish me luck in the next few weeks); and the only pants I like to wear now are the ones with drawstrings or stretchable waist.
How the hell did I survive dressing up during the previous pregnancy, I will never know.
So my colleagues (yes, plural) have been raving about this for months now.
Pixi Glow Tonic Exfoliating Toner, which supposedly is THE most raved toner in the beauty world; it has its cult following all around the globe. They couldn't stop talking about it, even showed me websites giving good reviews on the product. Can't remember if they were this enthusiastic about a certain product before!
So after a while, my usual toner has run out - took months to actually finish it since I'm not really religious in applying it day and night. After seeing the wonderful results on my colleagues (pretty sure I'd have no one to teman for lunch if I didn't), I decided to give this a try as the substitute.
Rayyan is turning 2 years old in a few months’ time. I think I’m quite behind in documenting his age milestones compared to before (being a mom is needing more than 24 hours a day), but the one thing I’m going to record (frequently, from now on..wish me luck) is the fact that..
He’s talking a lot nowadays!
Starting off, Rayyan is quite reserved and not that talkative (got it from his momma..and daddy too -_-) especially with strangers. He prefers to do his own thing, sometimes dragging us to play with him too and would just be in his own world when strangers are watching. Or clinging to Mommy or Daddy for protection -_-
But I noticed that he’s expanding his vocabs a lot nowadays. Examples :
Me : (doing my makeup routine in the morning)
Rayyan : *points at me while talking with Daddy* Dan. Mayke-upp. Mayke-upp.
(he calls Daddy and Mommy = Dan. He actually knows how to pronounce Daddy and Mommy, but for some reason he prefers to use Dan to call us both. Not sure why)
Entering second trimester now, and you know what I’ve been craving for?
Caramel pudding. Bloody caramel pudding, day and night.
To think about it, I first bugged my mom to make it for me when I first found out I was pregnant – but I brushed it off thinking it couldn’t be some sort of craving. It’d go away once I ate it, I thought. So mom Youtube-d (yes she hardly bakes any cake all the time I was growing up, one trait I think I inherited from her – our hate for baking) and made me one. It wasn’t that good haha (she used condensed milk so it was crazy manis)
But no. It didn’t go away. Nowadays, I feel so bad to ask Shahrul to buy it for me (kept asking him to get me this chocolate cheese cake his colleague made until we I can barely finish it anymore – it has now resided in the fridge, half-eaten) so last weekend I figured..
Maybe I should learn to make one.
Ta-dah!
So as you’ve probably known, I had a little drama a few months ago with my right eye. I was warded for a few days due to corneal ulcer – a condition where ulcers developed inside the cornea of the eyes and requires antibiotics to help combat the infection.
After being warded, I had to go for follow-ups with the doctor who treated my eyes. After a few sessions, I made up my mind to take the bold step – to undergo the LASIK procedure, and finally obtain my normal eyesight back, after being rabun for more than 10 years.
The doctor said I had to wait at least 2-3 months until my eyes are completely healed from the ulcer. So every time I went to see her, I’d ask if my eyes are well enough to do the LASIK.
So couldn’t wait to get rid of the contact lenses/glasses!
After being warded, I had to go for follow-ups with the doctor who treated my eyes. After a few sessions, I made up my mind to take the bold step – to undergo the LASIK procedure, and finally obtain my normal eyesight back, after being rabun for more than 10 years.
The doctor said I had to wait at least 2-3 months until my eyes are completely healed from the ulcer. So every time I went to see her, I’d ask if my eyes are well enough to do the LASIK.
So couldn’t wait to get rid of the contact lenses/glasses!
Recently, I was faced with the biggest test in my life - spiritually.
I faced it before, and it went down horribly. My faith was shaken, my mind couldn’t stop thinking about it and blaming myself for it, affected my body and health too – I couldn’t eat or sleep or just function properly. Hormones went haywire, I was basically emo day and night. Felt like it was the end of the world to me, because the world that I’ve known before was changed forever the moment it happened.
It was..hell. And I kept it to myself – I told no one about it and dealt with the matter by myself. It was the first time that I was feeling so down and sad and depressed, feeling shitty about myself and the world. Don’t know how I recovered – I even went out and bought countless Islamic books to help give me some perspectives and peace but later on, I realized that time do heals.
Then..it happened again. Recently.
I faced it before, and it went down horribly. My faith was shaken, my mind couldn’t stop thinking about it and blaming myself for it, affected my body and health too – I couldn’t eat or sleep or just function properly. Hormones went haywire, I was basically emo day and night. Felt like it was the end of the world to me, because the world that I’ve known before was changed forever the moment it happened.
It was..hell. And I kept it to myself – I told no one about it and dealt with the matter by myself. It was the first time that I was feeling so down and sad and depressed, feeling shitty about myself and the world. Don’t know how I recovered – I even went out and bought countless Islamic books to help give me some perspectives and peace but later on, I realized that time do heals.
Then..it happened again. Recently.
Just after I discovered I was pregnant again, I knew I had to be prepared for the first trimester nausea to kick in.
With Rayyan before, it was during Ramadan and I couldn't fast because I was puking at least 3 times a day. So I was glad that this time it wasn't the Holy month and I could at least fill my stomach without worrying about other people seeing.
It's gonna be better this time, I thought.
Oh boy how wrong I was.
It was even worse than before.
With Rayyan before, it was during Ramadan and I couldn't fast because I was puking at least 3 times a day. So I was glad that this time it wasn't the Holy month and I could at least fill my stomach without worrying about other people seeing.
It's gonna be better this time, I thought.
Oh boy how wrong I was.
It was even worse than before.
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