Life after 28

I mean, 28 days since the arrival of our daughter.

Still dalam berpantang, dalam hari bak kata orang2 tua.

But seriously, I dont really berpantang pun. I dont drink air rebus rempah kayu, I dont eat segala macam jamu, I dont cant wear bengkung, even I wanted it so badly tho. Now I rarely put on socks and sweater because its so hot these days and I cant stand a sweaty body. I wear param & pilis occasionally because the last time I wore pilis, it caused rashes on my forehead whilst param makes me nauseous with its smell.

But, I did have my berurut & bertungku session. 3 times with the makcik bidan. 3 days before habis hari, I’ll have a nother 3 sessions of berurut with her. Hmm, I must say; the berurut session was not as what I expected it to be. I mean, not as “powerful” masseur she is. Maybe its the age.

On foodwise, I eat whatever mom cooks for me. My menus consists of fishes, meats, lobak putih, bayam and sometime chickens. I believe that there is no berpantang when it comes to food and I make my own judgement on what I want to and not to eat. For instance, I have oats with milk for breakfast, fish cooked with lots of ginger and blackpepper with vege for lunch, crackers or mandarin oranges for snacks and the same lunch-dishes for dinner. In between, I drinks lots of water, be it plain water or cordial drinks. However, since I’m in a progress of reducing my weight, I opted for hot-milk instead of carb for my dinner. Syukur so far, it didnt effect my milk suply. 

On Tasneem-wise, like I said in my other blog, she sleeps like an angel in daylight but so-very-celik-mata at night (read=pagi2 buta). Usually starting from 2am up till 4.30am, she will be full wide awake. For the 1st week, it was a torture for me. The pains was killing me; from the c-sect area, pain from both of my  cracked nipples, pain from my back, pain from my engorged milk-factory, pain from not having a good-sleep and pain to hear my baby’s crying for whatever reason I didnt know understand. There was 1 night I just couldnt bear it anymore, I cried whenever Tasneem cried that night. Tensed with all the crying, I pulled blanket over my head and left Tasneem in the hands of her abi. I was tired and I need my rest. I slept till morning. I just didnt care that night.

However, as days passes by, I learn how to understand my daughter, her routine, her needs and her demands. But somehow there are times which I completely cant understand her at all, especially during that so-very-celik-mata pagi2 buta tu. I changed her, burped her, sapu her minyak yuh-yi, cradle & uncradle her, dodoi, give her nenen, I mean by all means to stop her from crying tapi sungguh tidak berjaya. At 1st it was only merengek2 je then it will turn up to wail. Macam kene dera. Time tu mmg sangat tensen okey, especially when hubby was  not around.

Lately, Tasneem’s behaviour during pagi2 buta is getting better. Maybe because she is now aware of her surroundings. She will be awake from 8pm++ for about 2 hours and then she’ll ask for her feed and sleep up till 3am, ask for her feed again for about 1 hour and goes back to sleep until 6-7am. But sometimes she will buat pe’el balik berjaga at 2am, but I didnt tense as bad as before. I’m used to it already tapi kalau dia buat hari2 mmg terasa jugaklah tensennye tu. hohoho

And oh, we’re going to have our 1st check-up post-partum this coming 31st Jan, Thursday, which will be the 1st month for Tasneem. Rasa excited pula nak bawa si kecik-cute tu jalan2 walaupun pegi ke hospital je. Lagi tak sabar nak tunggu abis pantang, boleh gi Pavillion buat 1st family outing walaupun sebenarnye ummi dia je yang beriya2 sgt nak gi Pavillion tu.hohohoooohhoo.

Ohh saya adalah sangat tidak sabar..