Scaly Head-Sore Eyes-Crater Face

Haiz...Problem after problem.
Poor mummy has been running to the PD every now and then cos new problem seems to sprout out one after another.

First was the case of scaly head. On my 3rd week, abah actually discovered gluey stuff that stuck to the back of my scalp and upon further investigation, they discovered "bubble like" pimples at the back of my head which have some yikey pus like thing when the skin is broken. And they are smelly.... Eeeeeeks.
Mummy then brought me to the PD who confirmed that the suction of the vacuum caused my skin to be irritated and so that explained the bubble like stuff...

Next was sore eyes. My left eye had lots of eye shit and although mummy cleaned it off for me with water, it just kept on accumulating. And then 2 days later my left eye really cannot open cos the infection got worst and there went mummy running to the PD again which I was given eye drops to apply.

Now.
I have so many pimples on my face.. It's like a huge pimple plantation! So many all over my face until I so shy to face people. Apparently its due to some hormones from mummy's milk which caused the zits and it is normal and PD says it will go over after a few days...

Oh God, please make them all go away soon.. ok?

Going Home Part II

After a month's stay at nenek Bayah's house.. it's time for us to head back for our own home.

Home. The place where I will feel safe and warm. The place where I will spend my childhood and my years growing up. The place where it will bring lots of memories for the 3 of us as mummy and abah watch me crawl... walk... stumble....

I will miss nenek Bayah for sure.. after all she took great care of me during this one month and not to mention mummy as well. While mummy recuperated during her confinement, the family took care of us and all our needs which we will always be grateful.
I will miss her sleep inducing " Laa ilaaha ill Allah ..Muhammad rasullullah" lullabies in the afternoons which uncle Hassan always say that it will put him to sleep instead...
And datuk Jamil's dunlopillo... so big and soft.. and oh so comfortable!

The next 2 months will just be exclusive bonding time with mummy while she counts down to what is left of her maternity leave.

Skinhead

Bye-bye beautiful hair....

Today I am getting my first shave and probably for the next 10 months or so, you will not see me with any hair.. Hard to imagine.. I think I will be feeling quite cold cos no hair to protect my little kuang tou... Brrrrrrr...

Nenek Aishah came to shave me this morning. Mummy was too scared to do it cos my head is still very soft and she was afraid she would cut me accidentally. Wow.. I got to say Nenek Aishah was really an expert. She shaved all my hair off within a few minutes while I was sleeping and I didnt even stirred...Mummy is really timid when it comes to such things... She even needed Nenek Iman to cut my nails for me the other day....She said that everything very tiny, she needs a microcope.

Btw in case you are wondering...Nenek Aishah and Nenek Iman are not some old, wrinkled women with no teeth..In fact they are only a few years older than mummy and abah.. I know the term sounds old but actually I got many neneks and datuks in the extended family who have not even crossed 40 years of age..! My youngest nenek is the same age as mummy lor!

So do you like my new look?

The Mouth

Lately I have been trying this little trick.

Shaping my little mouth into an "O" and giving a "oh-I-am-so-surprised" look.
Abah and mummy managed to capture some of my deeds in action.

Hmmm....

Going Home

Finally, after 2 days in ICU and after being transferred to the normal nursery where I finally get to make some friends, I was ready to go home... yeah!

Of cos before that I showed signs of the usual jaundice and was not allowed to go home. Had to stay another additional night so that the nurses could put me under that hateful ultraviolet lights.. Eeeks, I hate that! First they stripped me naked leaving only my nappy. And then they blindfolded me and leave me under the lights for a looooooongggggggg time. I could almost see stars!!

But all's well now. I am ready. To start living with mummy and abah.

And to give them sleepless nights from now on... Hiaks hiaks hiaks!

Separation

I am very sad.

Hours after I was out, I had to go to ICU cos the doctors felt that I was not breathing properly.
Mummy had a very stressed delivery cos she had problems pushing me out. Apparently I did not bawl like the usual babies do and the nurses got to spank my butt a few times before I let out a whimpered cry. That means I will not to be with the rest of my friends in the nursery and I will be all alone in the ICU. Worst, I will not be near mummy at all. No hugs, no kisses, no cuddles.

My heart broke when I saw him with tubes in his mouth. Call it maternal instinct, whatever. Just made me so sad to see his tiny body lying there.. He has no ability to suckle yet so they had to feed him through the tubes...Breathing is very irregular as well and his head is quite swollen due to the suction force after vacumming him out...Poor baby. While other mummies get to hold the babies as and when they want, I have to be away from him and it made me all depressed. I can only pray for the best and hope he gets well soon.

Abah and mummy came to see me many times and I am not ready to meet the rest of the uncles and aunties who visited me. Visitation is solely for the the parents only for ICU-ed babies.. Never mind.. I am a strong boy. InsyaAllah I will be well soon. I must smile for mummy so she will not be worried.

When 2 Becomes 3

Push, Tahirah, push.....!!!!
Dear... try harder, take a deep breath!!
Yes, yes I can see his head...! Come on! Aiyo...go back again!
You are not pushing correctly!!!

After 9 months in the comfort of my mummy's tummy and 13 long hours, I finally arrived today.
Afterall I have been good. I waited till Aunty Wiah's wedding was over, and also just a day before Dr Heng goes for her long holiday. I got everyone in the family guessing when I will arrive and finally the winner emerged. Congratulations, Nenek Arbayah!

It has indeed been a wonderful journey... Alhamdullilah, mummy's pregnancy was a smooth going one except for the usual nausea and tiredness in the first 3 months. After that she was still active and going on her usual activities as before.
I often hear the furious typing on the keyboard and wished that she will just take a break.. Sometimes I will protest.
Gave her some real hard kicks to remind her to slow down and then she will stopped, take a milo break, talked to me in the prayer room. Then she goes back and the typing starts again...!

I often looked forward to every night when I will just listen to mummy and abah's voices. There is just this layer of skin that separates me from the 2 of them... so near yet so far.
Mummy will occasionally read bedtime stories and Abah will read doas, in the hope that I will grow up normal and healthy. Surah Yusuf is a must in the morning. This is the morning treat I will get from mummy on her journey to work via her mp3.

Goodbye pratas, durians and hotfudge sundae...I really had the time of my life cos she will give me treats in the form of junk food. Of cos to make herself feel better after a meal of 4 prata kosongs, she compensated by drinking lots of milk so that I will have strong bones and not grow up vertically challenged like her..It will be some time before I get to eat adult's food again... For now it will just be loads of naturally fortified breast milk..

And so my new begins...!