“dear aunty rini,

sorry i didn’t come out on your birthday yesterday!

i tried, i really did. i even motivated mummy to get her lazy butt out of the house so she’d walk around and i’d have a higher chance of coming out that day.

she brought abang aniq to the airport, and i even had a treat of ice cream fondue, courtesy of aunty nur.

err, abang aniq was more interested in stuffing fries in his face.

and uncle bob’s face.

then i released more of that magic ‘nesting instinct’ serum into mummy’s body so she dragged everyone (except abang aniq, who had dozed off, and uncle bob, who had a hawt date) to ikea.

daddy replaced mummy’s breastfeeding chair for a new one, coz the old one had turned creaky and terribly stained from abang aniq’s time. he also got her a brand new carpet, which she said made the room smell of hari raya. oh, and she also finally got around to clearing all that W&F stuff that’s been messing up MY ROOM, into one heeyuuge box so it looks less like a diapercake factory and more like a baby room. she also fussed about with my cot, tried to hide more things around the room… and i think it’s not the end of it. she’s on one of her mad furniture sprees, so she’ll be going at it again later, lugging more stuff home.

so maybe i’ll wait a bit more for her to complete her ‘projects’. maybe pushing around all that furniture would do her some good, and i’ll come out tomorrow on aunty esah’s birthday…

OR NOT! *pfffft* :p

love,
Still-Unnamed-Baby-A

PS: daddy’s theory is, i’m refusing to come out until they decide on a name for me. BAH!”

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hah! i bet everyone’s tired of waiting by now, right? :p

meanwhile, i’ve been keeping myself busy. erm, sleeping, mostly.

otherwise, W&F keeps me awake…

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while waiting for the second one to come out anytime soon, i created a little slideshow just for aniq. kesian dia, kena push out from the limelight. 

anyway, it has been an amazing journey with aniq. bring on chapter 2! :)

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ta-da!

big or not, my baby??

:p

haiyah, not mine lah. ceh.

that’s my six-week-old nephie-poo, Aidin Faiz. we met during my weekly check-up at the doctor’s clinic – he was about to be circumcized, while i was about to be, well, checked.

not that there was much to check, really. i’d lost a bit of weight, as is usually the case in the last trimester. the baby, however, has grown – 3.1kg or so for now. the head is *almost* engaged, it’s still hovering at the pelvic bone. see! notchet ready to come out, ok! :p

the doc asked what date we’d *like* her to come out, but i guess we’ll just let her come out at her OTOT (own time own target lah). someone pointed out that today would’ve been a nice date – 02/04/08.

and so, according to the doc, the machine says the new due date is [XX/04/08], but nahh. i doubt it too.

(what’s the date given? fergeddit! i’m not gonna say!)

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so, since it was probably the last time the spouse and i had some alone time together, you know, holding each other’s hands instead of our little one/s’, we went ’rounding-rounding’ – well, as much as my legs (and bladder and pelvis and etc) could handle, anyway.

he (yes, you heard it right, HE, not me, the very-heavily-pregnant-one) had a craving for arnold’s fried chicken.

as we drove up to city plaza, we recalled, when we were young, how both our parents would park at the side of the very same road, at the very same spot, to go to the then-only standard chartered bank to retrieve money. not sure why but the oldies from the teaching profession seem to prefer banking their money there, for some reason. after that, the routine for our families then would be to head to the nearby haig road hawker centre for lunch (me in my primary school uniform). we wondered if perhaps then, our cars had crossed paths, if my dad had honked his horn at his dad, or if we’d sat near each other’s tables while eating mee rebus, or… you know. it could’ve happened. heh.

aaaanyway, we also both had memories of dining at arnold’s when we were young. it was one of the first halal fast food restaurant to rival KFC (which, we both agree, really sucks now!) and it was kind of a treat to go there.

right, this next part, is from the foodie himself, ok?

=> “this is how fried spring chicken should taste like! the batter is light and doesn’t overpower the meat, which is juicy and tasty.”

ok, as you can tell, he’s a big chicken fan, lol!

i must say, the coleslaw was also waaay better than kfc’s – fresh and sweet-tasting. my favourite part, though, was not the chicken but the potato platter. there were potato wedges, waffle fries, and some thin-sliced potato thingy which was nice and warm, and turned crispy when it’s cooled. haiyah, i love all things potatoes lah, can?

(by the way, this may not mean much, but KFC *was* the last thing i ate before i gave birth to aniq, hehe.)

oh, we later went to bugis to get aniq a present.

what present?

why, a present from his adik, of course. a ‘kelong’ present, that is, bought with daddy’s money.

we’d asked him what he wanted some days ago when we were at a toy shop, and he’d picked out – sigh – a transformers robot thingy. we’d told him the baby will buy it for him but he did this “tch tch tch, nooo” and shook his head, like he disapproved of the idea, which tickled us so, hehe.

and so the transformers robot thingy is bought, in discreet, wrapped and is sitting in the boot of the car, waiting…

for XX/04/08! :p

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