9:35 PM

I had a nice long chat with a colleague this afternoon. She looked sallow and dead-beat. Only 2 months pregnant and she already lost 7 kg of her weight. Looking at her, I was thankful that my morning sickness wasn't as bad as that.Yes, I lost my sense of taste, and my heightened sense of smell caused me to vomit my heart out a couple of times a day, most of the days.

But this colleague, she once vomited for more than 10 times a day which caused her to be admitted into local ward. Kesian gila..kena letak drip and all that coz she was already dehydrated and without no energy left by the time she got admitted into the hospital.

She was saying how come none of us in the office went through the same ordeal as she did during our early days of pregnancy . I said I did, I got my fair share of morning sickness but maybe because I kept mostly to myself during that time, only certain people who were closer to me knew of it. I lost a few kgs myself and heaven knew how I wish it'll go away. But I told her that once u got into ur second trimester, you'll feel heavenly coz by then u'll start to feel baby's movement..and u yourself will have no complaints of sickness whatsoever. At least nothing much. So time tu you better enjoy it to the fullest as time will flow by swiftly then. Cewah...macam terer ja dok bagi nasihat kat orang. Hehe....

By the way, can someone educate me on the danger of jaundice on newborn? Thanks peeps.

Anyway, just for preview....our new abode in Sg. Ara, Penang. Key belum dapat, next month. Can't wait to move in with my two boys ;-)

~The Urban Factor~

A letter to my boy
2:44 PM

My dear baby,

I can feel your vigorous movement today. Mama had had a hectic morning, thus I didn't pay that much attention to you. I guess you felt ignored, thus the strong kicks on my side. Naughty you eh baby.

Last week your daddy came "home" earlier than usual. I can see that he misses us more and more nowadays. We both can't wait for you to come out so we can play with you and love you with all our heart. Uncle Haikal and Aunty Emi bought you a stroller last weekend. It's the shade of a pretty green and grey and they were so excited to assemble the thing. In fact, I think they were more excited than me. Aunty Emi bought you a few cute stuff as she find them irresistable. You are a lucky boy and you should appreciate the fact that everyone can't wait for you to be here. So, mama hope you'll be a good boy when you come out later kay.

Later that night, after they both went back home, mama and abah took turn to push the stroller around the house and it was then that I finally saw your daddy's excitement and anticipation of your arrival. He was pretending that you were already lying in there and crying while he tried to console you. He looked real funny you know.

Mama feel excited too, eventhough I have deep fear of the upcoming labour. Everyone knows that labour is painful and hardwork, and I'm totally scared of how it's going to turn out for me. But when I think of the moment you'll be blinking your baby eyes looking around, trying to drink in every detail of this new world revealed to you...I get all keyed up and thrilled. I know it's gonna be worth the pain and hardwork just to hold you in my arm and have you by my side.

You know, mama gets a bit annoyed and fed up with people asking me how it's gonna be like after you're born. Of course I have my own plan,and abah has agreed for me to take unpaid leave to be with both of you in P*enang. Mama don't mind so much if people asked me out of curiosity. But most of the time after I tell them, they'd be giving their 2 cents which in my opinion, doesn't worth even a penny. Mama paling tak suka when these people started to suggest that I ask your abah to quit his job and come here to be with me. Hey...suka hati la it's our life. My husband earns more than I do (which means that he earns MORE THAN U DO TOO okay!), so why should I ask him to quit his job just so I can continue working here. It's not like it's gonna be the end of the world if I lose this job (which I've no intention in quitting YET, if everything goes according to plan). Sometimes, I feel so irritated with these people's behaviour and thinking that I DO FEEL LIKE leaving the job and everything that comes with it behind. I pray that you won't be like that when you grow up later kay my darling boy. I wouldn't want u to be a keypoh person and try to interfere with other's life.

Mama is a bit worked up now. I guess it's the pregnancy hormone that makes me want to lash out at everyone who crosses my path nowadays. People say I'm more garang now, I say just bear with this pregnant lady okie. Or else, don't cross my path. :-p

My dear boy,

I need to continue with my job now. I will write more to you when I have the time. Till then, you take care and be good in there kay.

Awaiting your arrival,
Your Mama

~The Urban Factor~

The Thing That Changes Us...
12:11 PM

My colleague commented on how I've been ignoring this lil blog of mine for quite some time now. No more updating it like I used to. Oh well, I guess I'm just being lazy and I've run out of ideas to write (in here). Or maybe, I simply no longer enjoy writing as much as I used to.

I'm all stressed out actually thinking of work and things I need to settle before my maternity leave.Dah la dok pitam2 tak abeh...and my gynae plak time ni la nak asked me to see haematologist regarding the iron deficiency thingy. Awal2 dulu tak pulak. And the one she refered me to banyak pulak songehnya...takble nak jumpa on weekend la nak kena on weekdays. Hello! I'm working okie...hubby won't be here pulak. Fedup lah aku macam ni.

Oh how I long to take a long break from all these.

Anyway, while blog hopping just now I came across this story. I hope the blog owner wouldn't mind me pasting it in here to share with you guys.It was written beautifully, and the message is so clear and precise.I bet all of us at some point had this question lingering in our mind and I hope this story can help us understand the reason behind it.

Why Do We Read Al-Quran Eventhough We Don’t Understand A Single Arabic Word?

An old American Muslim lived on a farm in the mountains of eastern Kentucky with his young grandson. Each morning Grandpa was up early sitting at the kitchen table reading his Quran. His grandson wanted to be just like him and tried to imitate him in every way he could. One day the grandson asked, “Grandpa! I try to read the Quran just like you but I don’t understand it, and what I do understand I forget as soon as I close the book. What good does reading the Quran do?”

The Grandfather quietly turned from putting coal in the stove and replied, “Take this coal basket down to the river and bring me back a basket of water.” The boy did as he was told, but all the water leaked out before he got back to the house. The grandfather laughed and said, “You’ll have to move a little faster next time,” and sent him back to the river with the basket to try again. This time the boy ran faster, but again the basket was empty before he returned home. Out of breath, he told his grandfather that it was impossible to carry water in a basket, and he went to get a bucket instead.

The old man said, “I don’t want a bucket of water; I want a basket of water.You’re just not trying hard enough,” and he went out the door to watch the boy try again. At this point, the boy knew it was impossible, but he wanted to show his grandfather that even if he ran as fast as he could, the water would leak out before he got back to the house. The boy again dipped the basket into river and ran hard, but when he reached his grandfather the basket was again empty. Out of breath, he said, “See Grandpa, it’s useless!”

“So you think it is useless?” The old man said, “Look at the basket.” The boy looked at the basket and for the first time realized that the basket was different. It had been transformed from a dirty old coal basket and was now clean, inside and out. “Son, that’s what happens when you read the Quran. You might not understand or remember everything, but when you read it, you will be changed, inside and out. That is the work of Allah in our lives.”

~The Urban Factor~

"How To Save A Life"
9:22 PM

Step one you say we need to talk
He walks you say sit down it's just a talk
He smiles politely back at you
You stare politely right on through
Some sort of window to your right
As he goes left and you stay right
Between the lines of fear and blame
And you begin to wonder why you came

Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life

Let him know that you know best
Cause after all you do know best
Try to slip past his defense
Without granting innocence
Lay down a list of what is wrong
The things you've told him all along
And pray to God he hears youAnd pray to God he hears you

Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life

As he begins to raise his voice
You lower yours and grant him one last choice
Drive until you lose the road
Or break with the ones you've followed
He will do one of two things
He will admit to everything
Or he'll say he's just not the same
And you'll begin to wonder why you came

Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life

~The Urban Factor~