1 October 2015 ~ Assalamualaikum, does my blog have readers still? Hehehe.. oh my.. how long has it been? My last posting was more than a year ago. Should I explain myself? Well for the sake of being 'perasan' that I still have some loyal followers ekekeke.. here we go.
I choose to keep my day job. Yes. I choose to ignore the strong urge to be a stay-at-home mommy to my now 14month-old baby. I just cannot let go of the routine of having to work my sweat out, facing seemingly teenager-turned-adult students day in day out, doing clerical jobs aside from my lecturing as the existing clerks have sworn to solely do the least they could so as to spend more time on FB, online shopping & gossiping, finding the best manicurist & the list goes on. I feel so inadequate as compared to them when it comes to the latest trend in fashion, gadgets,make-ups, you name it, they know it. Iklan. My bad.. hehehe..
I choose to put my love for baking on hold to concentrate on my baby.. "our adorable" as my hubby puts it. Oh my.. every time I received emails for quotations or requests, I had to fight this strong urge to accept. Had to renung the framed photo of our baby. Not only due to time constraints but also, our baby is so incredibly active, gymnast-like agile around the house.
Blue black tu biasa lah. Berdebab jatuh on the floor, he'll just laugh it off. If he lets out a cry, that must be very painful then & deserves immediate attention. Otherwise, we choose to just let him explore freely. One of his fave items to play with, despite having a basket full of toys, is the oven. Hah! Imagine if mommy were to bake.. adeh! Dah lah my oven is like 5x bigger than him. Nauzubillah min zalik..
So that's another alasan I could think of off the top of my head. Valid kan?? Hehehe..
I keep on telling myself that those moments will never repeat.. I'm sure most moms would agree on this. I would trade nothing for the time spent on looking after my baby hands-on. Am proud to say, I've been doing it for more than a year now... all by myself.
Alhamdulillah.. minus the time he has to spend at the nursery while mommy works, during which I would sneak out every now & then to check on him, to feed him, to play with him or to just simply watch him sleeping.
Alhamdulillah as well, our baby has the privilege of having minders who are really dedicated & truly love & care for him. As my hubby always says, "Babies don't lie" especially when it comes to showing their affection & preference.
I was so lucky to have all my loved ones with me on that faithful day. My hubby was with me throughout. It was funny how quick everything happened;
I was wheeled in, done with epidural (this, I think, was the most painful procedure of all. I think), hubby came in & held my hand, within seconds he was whisked off to record the whole procedure.
Terkebil-kebil I not knowing what to expect. I read & watched a lot, so I was expecting a longer 'waiting' time.
Tahu-tahu saja, my doctor; Dr. Sutha announced "Hi baby!".
Uik?? Macam baru saja tadi she started with the incision & could joke pulak "Natisya, you are all lean meat!" adeh..
The nurse came to show my wailing beautiful baby off.. and I just cried louder than my baby.. I was a wreck! Hahaha!
I was so in control throughout, I even drove myself to the medical centre! My husband was impressed on how calm & collected I looked on that day.. and the moment I saw our baby.. there was this warm serene feeling which was so overwhelming enveloping me, telling me; I'm a mother now. I am.
..and my anaesthetist just had to spoil that moment, reminding me to calm down as my bp was going low. Pffhhh..
I just couldn't wait to see my baby that I asked the doctor how long does she need to stitch me up. Well, come to think of it, I should have just kept my mouth shut. Didn't want her to mess up with all my innards kan.. In & out in less that 1 1/2 hours!
I was so thankful to have her as my doc. She actually cried with me when she confirmed (and reconfirmed on every check-up) that it was a boy. My hubby was speechless.. just laughing nervously not knowing what on the screen actually showed that it was a boy. On the next check-up, then only he saw 'it' ekekeke.. Our baby macam tahu-tahu saja what daddy was looking for.
All in all, I have been having the best time of my life. Seeing my baby grows from a fragile tiny 2.95 kilos to 11.2-kilo toddler is the most exhilarating experience. He cooed, babbled, he drooled, he rolled on his tummy, he sat, took baby steps, fell on his tush but just giggled away, knocked his head on everything... his first 'daddy' & 'mommy'... and for witnessing all that.. alhamdulillah.
Now, there are three of us.
Despite all the sleepless nights, trips to the doctors, unnecessary worries over everything, will I be willing to do it all over again?? Yes. InsyaAllah..
Hugs & kisses!