Tuesday, June 27, 2017

Eid Mubarak 1438H

Date: 25 June 2017

Hi blog! Sorry for being away too long! Last entry was 4 months ago. Am not sure if anyone else is blogging anymore since the current trend now is Instagraming. Well anyway, currently 1 AM here. Everyone is sleeping and thought I do a bit of writing. And the obvious topic would be Eid-Fitr! Everyone in Malaysia is still posting the 3rd day of Raya pics, with beautiful matching coloured Baju Raya - flooding my Facebook - which I love to see. Happy faces and so many fun moments. My Raya was only on the 1st of Syawal, and then it's life as usual.

We hosted the Malaysian Raya this year, which makes it our 2nd consecutive year as hosts. Last year was at Gerda, and this year is at West St. Did I mention we moved? Probably not. Woke up after Subuh and was determined to join the Eid prayer. This year it was held at Centenary High State School. As usual, could not hear a word of the khutbah. Sisters love to talk I tell you (yup, dah pandai panggil muslimah - sisterrr, Mak Arab gitu).

The compulsory picture with Imam Abdul Kadir (for the brothers obviously).

After the prayers, went to Japanese Garden for our Raya photoshoot. Boys, they are just not interested with pictures. So hard to get a decent photo of everyone smiling, sitting still, not moving or running - therefore, no framable pictures.

Menggreget-greget tak reti dok diam.

Sun was too bright, but lovely weather!

My boys received maroon baju Melayu from kak Ramiza so that was our theme. I modified their clothes the night before and was glad I did it, they looked okay in pictures. Probably would have been better with songkoks as I had planned earlier, but just did not have the time to sew. Oh well. Just 3 Malaysian families this year. The rest had gone back to Malaysia, either for good or just for the school holidays.

Keluarga angkat Toowoomba.
Gemilang supermoms ;p
Photos credit: Muzammil

We did invite some other friends - there were too many food, might as well share them. We never learn from past lessons (or maybe just me) - always cook too much food as though the whole village is coming. Anyway, I cooked nasi ayam and bihun tomyam. Farah brought rendang ayam, nasi impit, pulut kuning, chocolate cake; and Ita brought nasi goreng, lodeh, kuah kacang, ayam masak kicap, kuih-muih.

Pelbagai juadah yang enak-enak belaka!
Photos credit: Muzammil

The Raya celebration ended at about 4 PM. I was suddenly exhausted and forced myself to pack the leftover food. Cleaning up can wait. So we slept early that night. Simple Raya indeed.

Selamat Hari Raya, maaf zahir dan batin. Semoga ketemu Ramadhan tahun hadapan, jika umur panjang, InsyaAllah.

Sunday, February 5, 2017

My Anniversary Baby =D

How time flies. I just can't keep up with my blogging anymore, mainly due to using iPhone 6 as it is near impossible to blog on this device, unlike my previous Samsung Note 4. So now we are entering the second month of 2017... which means my 3rd bundle of joy is about to turn 1 month old!

My pregnancy was not as smooth sailing as the previous 2. The effects of my low blood pressure was really obvious this time around, I could not even fast more than a week during Ramadhan. I had never faced any difficulties in fasting while pregnant before. Even my GP made this comment: I don't know why, but I feel your pregnancy is very long. He should know as he kept on sending me to the pathology for iron studies and a swab test due to an influenza infection.


During my third trimester, 5th December 2016 to be exact, I had my first iron infusion. This was supposed to help boost my iron levels and hopefully, will give me a better chance of not fainting during labour. I did nearly fainted but it wasn't too bad I suppose. Anyways, the nurses had to do about 3 attempts before successfully fixing the needle into my veins. The look on their faces were full of guilt until I explained that I am always facing this problem.

Iron flowing in - feeling a bit like Wolverine (or Ironman).

In my 34th week, I visited the birthing suite because I was a bit worried that I could not feel bub moving much. The baby was finally kicking when they strapped on those belly bands but the nurse detected a steady contraction and had done some tests to ensure that I was not going into early labour. All was good!

My 1 out of 5 visits to the birthing suite!

You would think that being my third experience, I would know how to detect those labour signs. But no, starting at 37 weeks, I started to be anxious and confused. I was so scared of going to the hospital at 9 cm dilated like I did with Afi that any strong contractions sent me straight to the birthing suite - with my bag all packed up! The midwife noted that the baby was very low and I was about 3 cm dilated. So I slept in the hospital for 1 night and noticed that the contractions were gone. My kids were at Kak Min's house because Mak's flight was not due until the 28th of December. 

Kimi waiting for Opah at Gold Coast Airport.

To be honest, it was a bit embarrassing as I made another 2 more trips only to find out that I am still about 2-3 cm dilated. 3 weeks with no progress... drove me nuts! Finally, on the 9th of January, I felt those strong contractions that stopped me from talking. Even so, I was not too sure if I should go the hospital again. But I did, after Maghrib, before taking my dinner. Maybe I thought I might be sent home again so I was not bothered. The birthing suite was full so there was a lot of waiting. I was getting hungry and Hasben requested a sandwich from one of the nurses... This was a life saver because apart from the dates (kurma), they were the only thing to energize me for the whole night! The midwife informed me that I was still 3 cm... OMG! So I waited in the assessment room while the midwife was delivering someone else's baby. Waited and waited and waited.

Hasben napping while I snapped a wefie between contractions which were 5 minutes apart.


At nearly 12am:-
Midwife: You're not going anywhere.
Me: What? Still 3 cm?! So I have to go home or stay in the ward?
Midwife: No, you're 7 cm and you are going to the labour room.

FINALLY! So for the next 3 hours of waiting for my water to break - which never happened, the midwife, her name is Claire, suggested that she breaks it for me. Sure, sure. That speed things up. And at 3.30am, Baby Din was born! On the anniversary of our engagement day 8 years ago, and 3 days after we celebrated our 7th year wedding anniversary. So he is our anniversary baby =)



Baby Din is so tiny, only 2.5 kg. I expected him to be heavier than his brothers because I was so fat! Apparently, I was the only one fat. He was very skinny and was considered underweight therefore had to have his sugar level monitored through a lot of blood tests. So his feet were pricked so many times that they were a bit swollen.

The wounds on his little foot.

Those tiny arms reminds me of BBQ chicken wings ;p

Din even stayed in the special care unit for a few hours and was formula fed through his nose! He had trouble staying awake due to low sugar level and this was worsen by latching problems. My poor baby... Annndddd... again, breastfeeding newborns were always so painful to me, so hello Medela pump. We meet again!


It was very boring in the hospital and I had to be a vegetarian again. This time though, Mak cooked me special confinement food (mainly salmon and anchovies - my favourites!) so I was eating 2 times for lunch and dinner. I may have a problem loosing weight!

The hospital's desserts were awesome!

The last time I was here, the midwives and doctors were hinting me to go home but I wanted to stay longer. This time, I was begging to go home but they wanted me to consider staying a 3rd night to observe Din's breastfeeding progress. In the end, I convinced everyone that I can manage so at about 9 pm on the 11th of January, I was home with my new addition.

As usual, confinement means I am stuck at home, so I need to find something to do! My first sewing project for Din was this baby wrap made from leftover fabrics:



Oh, and since we are now Permanent Residents of Australia, we were entitled for the Midwife Home Visit Service. The midwives were so friendly and I liked having them over. There were a total of 3 visits until Din was 2 weeks old. They weighted him and checked his progress, which Alhamdulillah were all good.

The baby's hearing test was done on the second visit.

To my darling baby Din, hope you will always be safe, healthy and happy, forever in Allah's guidance and protection. May these tiny footprints grow to leave a mark in this world. Love, Ibu S2.

Aydin's

Tuesday, November 29, 2016

King Island, Qld, Australia.

Date: 27 November 2016

We revisited Wellington Point for the second time, picnicking by the beach with Adam, Lin, Farah and Muzammail. Before that, we made our first trip to Kidspot's Baby and Kids Market at Nudgee, bought a few toys for the kiddos and feeling a bit disappointed that most of the clothes on sale were pinkish-girlish. Oh well, looking at the bright side, it's a good way to control our expenditure! But then, we went to DFO and grabbed myself another Skechers... So to date, I have 3 Skechers shoes which I don't wear as often as I should. Not feeling very proud of myself... *shakes head in despair*

Anyway, enough about shopping - the topic for this post is King Island. I was very determined to walk to King Island this time around, even if I have to do it on my own! So that means, Hasben had to entertain the kiddos with their sandcastles and sea-splashing, alone! Bye boys!


I walked along the sand pathway, only visible during low tide and was not sure how long it took. With my big belly, I was practically aching everywhere on both legs. It did not seem as close as it was from Wellington Point. The journey was 2KM round trip and provided me a month worth of exercise!

Walking towards King Island.

Finally arrived!

A perfect spot to dip me tired feet...

But I enjoyed the walk, with the lovely sea breeze and the alone time. Had a few selfies... And when no one was around, used the timer to take my own picture on the island itself.



So one of my Brisbane's Island Bucket List has been accomplished. I have many more to go. For now, I can tick off: Coochie, St Helena, North Stradbroke and King Islands.

Going back to Wellington Point, where Hasben was waiting to tell his 'adventures' with the boys.

Saturday, October 22, 2016

Coochiemudlo Island, Qld, Australia.

Date: 8 October 2016

Happy birthday Hasben! Let's go for a romantic island getaway... with the kids... which means, just an island getaway.. =p

Coochie, a short ferry ride from mainland Brisbane, cost $9 return per adult - is one of the cheapest island trip in Moreton Bay. So there's a big chance for us to revisit Coochie. The only downside is that camping is not allowed - so a day trip it is! We arrived at Victoria Point Jetty at about 10am and bought the tickets once we boarded the ferry.




10 minutes later, we arrived in Coochie. We planned to cycle around the island by renting bikes from the local company there. However, due to some new safety regulations, only adults' bikes were available. That was quite a bummer. There is no way in the world we could drag the kids on a bicycle adventure.


So plan B was to let the kids swim in the beach for about half an hour... while I just enjoy the view, sitting down. Not the adventure I was looking for, but that will do.

Jumping froggy. 

Slapping on some sunscreen.


Beautiful view and such a nice weather.

Dead jellyfish - something of concern?

With the presence of the jellyfishes, we gathered the little ones, cleaned them up, and catch the next ferry back to the mainland. And ended up eating our lunch in the parking lot while both kids fell asleep instantly!



I was hoping to go to IKEA Logan just for a look-see but Hasben said, let's just find IKEA stuff on Gumtree - which honestly, has a higher percentage of purchasing success! Haha! So we bought a TV cabinet and coffee table from the PS range from 2 different sellers... and am very happy with the splashes of colours in our living room. 

Saturday, September 24, 2016

Tutorial: Toilet Mat - Refurbished!

Viewer discretion is advised. Post contains toilet related issues.

I don't know why but being as frugal as I am, I find it very hard to buy a new toilet mat. Those fluffy luxurious ones can cost up to $20, and I feel that is better spent on my clothes/shoes/handbags. Heee~ My current mats are not very pleasant to look at, with holes and black spots all over the place. So I challenged myself to upcycle this blue one using only scrap fabrics. I am a hoarder of scrap fabrics, I have loads of them. Am not sure what I am planning to use them for - so Challenge Accepted!

1) This is actually very clean, freshly washed... Just a very ugly looking mat. So firstly, you need an ugly mat:

2) After much deliberation, I finally decided to use this blue fabric (it was previously a scarf). Covered the whole mat on both sides, and pinned them together: 

3) Used a ruler and a pen to draw evenly spaced lines on the mat. With a sewing machine, sew on the lines, starting from the middle and worked my way to the sides. 

4) Repeat with perpendicular lines, making square shaped patterns. 

5) Combined rectangular shaped fabric to make a long ribbon. This was used to cover the seam.

6) It is all done! Ugly mat hidden beneath a layer of scrap fabric!

The back side did not look too good as I had to combine some small pieces of cloth to have enough to cover the whole mat. Frugal level: 100.

The 'new' mat on its first ever task:
This picture needs to be in black-and-white to hide any potential criticism on the cleanliness of my toilet, hahah!
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