little pair of feet

i wonder how my baby gonna be til 28 March 2007. our very 1st scan...

will keep you updated on dat.

mummy-to-be

“Please proceed to Room 2”, said the nurse.

“Yes? Please take a seat. So, tell me what is wrong?” said the doctor.

“Well, I had an excruciating pain in my abdomen for the past few days.”

“Any bleeding? Anyway, have you done a pregnancy test on your own?”

“No bleeding. I did a pregnancy test yesterday but the result was rather vague.”

“It seems that you are indeed pregnant. The test shows a positive result. Please proceed there, we need to do a test to see it the baby is doing fine.”

As I lay down on the bed, legs spread apart, a cold metal instrument was inserted into me. On my left, a scanning screen.

“It’s an early pregnancy. We can’t tell if it’s a healthy pregnancy. We may have to do a blood test later.”

As he was speaking, he pushed in the metal instrument into me, trying hard to get a better image of my baby. It was then, it hit me: I’m going to be a mother soon. From that moment onwards, a mix feelings of joy and anxiety battered in a pan.

And there it was a small image of my baby on the screen. I can’t wait to see my baby during the next scan.

With all these, my hubby sat quietly, offering his smile to me.

Going to Mars???

I don’t ask for a river of flowing chocolate. But all I can say is Mars bar has been my all-time favourite since I was very young.

I remember those days, living in Bendemeer Road, where there was an old lady who was wheelchair bound, selling tidbits on a push-cart just outside the lift lobby of Blk 31 Bendemeer Road. My eyes would simple linger to the chocolates. I would then grab the huge chocolate in golden foil that resembles a coin (speaking of which, it is rather difficult for me to get my fingers on them lately). It was for 20¢ per piece. I could simply wolf down a stack of 20 pieces.

I was so hook to it until my dad switch my addiction to Mars bar.

Mars bar is so irresistible: a complete chocolate bar was sold in the USA until 2000. It contained plain nougat, caramel and milk chocolate. Goodness gracious me. How can one resist the temptation?

In the UK and some areas of Europe, limited edition Mars Bars have occasionally gone on sale. One of these has been the Mars Midnight, which has the same filling as a normal Mars Bar but is covered in dark chocolate. Several of these limited lines were normally available products in the Australian market. In Canada (Mars Dark) it has been added to the product line on a permanent basis. Some of the Limited Edition Mars Bars have been:-

· Mars Almond;
· Mars Dark and Light;
· Mars Midnight Ice Cream;
· Mars Midnight;
· Mars Gold;
· Mars Mini Eggs (Available around Easter);
· Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Man's Chest Mars Bar;
· Mars Triple Chocolate (Australia);
· Mars Lava (Australia);
· Mars Miniatures (5 fun size bars in the same packet);
· Mars XXX - (Australia) sold in gold wrapping.

Seoul Garden on 3 February 2007

these are the people who's been behind me all this while... each one of them plays a different role that spice up my life. thanx, guys. i luv you many-many...

lemme introduce them to you.

front on the left:

Farhan (mi brother's bestfren),

Rahim (mi one and only darling hubby whom I'm so crazily in luv with),

Abg Han (mi dearest uncle whom I look for everyday @ work),

Sadrina (mi sister's bestfren).

front on the right:

Shah (mi cousin),

Fardly (he's mi darling brother),

Serynna (mi one & only irritating but entertaining sister).

ps: not in pic are ghazry (mi dearest uncle) & ridzuan (serynna's bofren)

Hmm...

On a serious note, I hate it when people ask me how my marriage life is. It is barely 3 months of which I feel that the honeymoon period is basically over.

Questions start pouring in. Such as: any little feet yet? When? Got any apartment? Where? How many rooms in the flat that we are looking at? Etc, etc, etc… With all that I get more nauseous than any pregnant lady in their 1st trimester. But I brushed all these questions/queries away with a huge smile on my face (if only my smile could reach to my both ears, I would end up looking just like Joker).

Though, sometimes I feel like telling these people that I am not the one contributing sperms, I am not the one having the higher income, I am not the only one who is doing the decision making, I kept mum. In simple terms, I just a WIFE. For goodness sake, reserve these questions and throw them to my husband and not to me.

No doubt, I know all of them are pretty much anxious to learn about my marriage life blooming. They are also concerned about me of which I can never deny how much I appreciate that.

Does anyone ever regret the moment they are legally solemnized? I ponder.


To be continued… (cuz I’m having writer’s block)