Monday, January 23, 2006

Letter to sharini

hello dear

so nice to hear from you and a proper letter at that. not just a group e-mail. am proud of you. keep it up. nolah, turns out i was not 3 days pregnant after all last month. however i could be 3 days pregnant again. won't know if i am preggers till the 3rd.. you know what's the strangest thing? i really did feel pregnant last month...i was nauseous and quesy and absolutely could not stand any smells at all. i was in a friend's new bmw, and never knew that the smell of new leather could be that terrible. had to hang my head out the window the whole ride... everyone was getting excited about it, and then suddenly on new year's eve, it stopped... the whole lot of symptoms... as if someone turned off a switch. and then i got my period on the 3rd. didn't realise i was hoping to get pregnant until it stopped, so now it's back to the drawing board... so much hard work... you can't imagine the tediousness of it all -sex, sex and more sex... ;) have not had such fun in a long time...

uurrgghh you poor thing. i can still remember the london weather. crappy is an understatement. i think it would be ok if at least it was pretty, but its not is it? just horribly grey and not enough snow to make a white snowman... it's been pretty cold here as well (if you can read that without laughing your head off..) - really. it's been raining and raining and raining and we are sleeping at night without the air-cond!!!! but that has come to an end, and now it's blazing again...

i hope you get a nice job or have a baby soon so you don't have to have a job at all ( my ambition of course... but obviously something that will never happen as my staff will probably run away from my husband if i'm not here - as it is, the thought of me being pregnant again has scared them, as apparently they can't imagine the 2 months of my maternity leave... according to my associate, who was with us when i delivered gitanjali, it was terrible for her, simply b'cos she didn't know what to do with him ... )


things are a bit topsy turvy for me at the moment. so many things are happening. i have to say that the crisis i had with my husband in october has somehow been the very thing that we needed to jumpstart our relationship (although until it happened, i didn't know we had stalled). suddenly he is more in love with me than ever, and he really cherishes me - it's as if we're dating again ... dunno lah. i guess god loves me a lot... my personal life is on a high. he (moo, not god) bought me a pearl and diamond necklace for my birthday last week, don't play play...

however my friend shamira has just had her baby girl (her name is Inarah - which means light out of darkness), and we've discovered that she's what is called a "blue baby". she has a hole in the heart and some other complications... which means that she has to have some kind of major open heart surgery to block the whole and open up some artery - however they won't do it in malaysia until her weight is at least 7.5kg.. it's terrible. sham is just sitting there and crying (post natal depression is not helping, and neither is her 3 year old daughter, who suddenly needs her mama to do everything for her).. aiyo, it is terrible. she called me to ask me to do something for her, and i couldn't do it b'cos i was rushing to work, and she just started sobbing.... aaaaarrrrgggh. she's a really strong person and for me it's terrible to see her like this, and know that there is nothing i can do to make it better... am praying and praying but don't know what else to do. am feeling useless. the doctors have advised her to make sure the baby doesn't catch any kind of infection, so am afraid to visit her as well (have mild sore throat). also feel that my being there might make her cry, and my current ambition seems to be not to make her cry... don't know whether correct or not, as sometimes crying is good for you...

on top of all of this, we have had to move out of our flat - we are renovating it - and can't live there with gitanjali while they are painting it and tiling it, not unless the contractor wants a 2 year old assistant, which so far he has failed to indicate... problem is this renovation was already planned in december, so can't back out of it now just b'cos of sham...moo won't understand it...also after living there for 7 1/2 years, it is almost as if the place has decided to call it quits. suddenly all the pipes aren't working and the paint is awful, and i don't know. it has somehow detiorated overnight...we are putting up at my in-laws place as they have gone for a visit to the u.s.

gitanjali at least is having fun - it's almost as if she thinks we've gone camping.. moo however is taking it badly, he is a home bee and needs to be at home, so everyday he looks in wistfully at the flat...hoping that by some miracle the work will finish before the full 10 days.
then, on top of it all, we met a contractor the other day to figure out how much it would cost to build my house in puchong, and this guy tells us - for a basic house, we're looking at between 500k to 800k... suddenly moo has taken to buying lottery tickets and is stressed about whole house building thing...he actually bought 5 bigsweep tickets yesterday.. to show him that i am a supportive wife, i bought one as well...looks like it will be the only way my house is going to be built.

next week is chinese new year. this is the year of the dog, and like all the other years, will involve lots of eating apparently. have ordered some cookies just in case nobody gives us any. also shall be yee sang-ing in the office at some point. we are closed the whole of next week because of some bizarre awal muharam, federal territory day coincidence...

so that's all my news, the good, the bad and the lottery ;) catch you later alligator
bye,

sri

Monday, January 09, 2006

happy new year dearies

so much hass happened since i last blogged that it looks like i'll have to do a bullet point list to update you. it's always the case isn't it? whenever i have the time to blog, nothing is happening. when things start jumping, i'm so busy running around i haven't got time to look at a pc, much less blog. so let's see, what is you don't know? latest things first ok, so...

sham had a baby girl on saturday.

i was there. for some reason (not entirely clear to me or sham at the material time), she didn't have an epidural but opted for a pethadine jab. (to digress - i had an epidural when i delivered gitanjali, and my labour was a breeze. really easy. no problemo.) sham had an epidural for alysha, so this promised to be different. fyi - an epidural numbs the lower half of your body and magically takes the pain away. i was woken up by the nurses and informed that i was about to deliver at any time.. Magic.

boy was it different...it was absolutely different. the pushing and pain she was going through was like something on tv...there was a point when i thought sham was going to smack the doctor and tell everyone "enough of this already, i'm going to stop doing this and go home now"... but then suddenly the baby's head came out and it was absolutely amazing... the miracle of birth right before my eyes...wow. it was pretty deep, i can tell you. baby looked just like alysha did when she was born. did i tell you it was amazing? it was you know... felt like i was giving birth, because obviously when the G was born, i couldn't see what was going on down there...god, it was so gory...blood everywhere...

fact for the day? did you know the umbilical cord looks like a telephone cord? a white slighly bloody one, but nevertheless a telephone cord. all curly and everything... also in view of the number of people who walk in and out looking casually at your vagina as you push and heave, have decided to get a brazillian wax for my next delivery...