A glimpse of my ttcian side :)

As-salam 

Hye there

I dah lama juga tak cerita pasal kami kat sini kan? Sekarang I aktif kat blog ttc I tu. So yeah, no babies photos here yet. Heheh.

Talking about being a ttcian, I have no regrets. The road was less taken. However after trolling along this road, we realize that there are other people who can troll together with us. Mainly we share experiences, tears and joys. We are so happy to know when a ttcian friend successfully conceived. We pray the best for them. I have never thought that I can be ecstatic over hearing a stranger's pregnancy. But yeah, that is our culture now.

Outside our community, the world has been good to us. I mean, we always think about the positive side of every questions. If being asked "Dah ada anak?" that would mean people are still care to know. I thanked them and ask for their prayers :) If being told, "Kamu tak pandai buat tu" or "Janganlah tunggu lama-lama. Dah tua lagi susah nak mengandung". Yup, it does sting but usually I would just laugh it off and pray so that they would understand ;) Plus only the elders have the guts to say such stuff. So, yeah. Takkan nak melawan pulak kan? Chillax sudah. Hehe.

On the bright side, I am now more aware of my body condition, about discharges and what do they mean, about treatments and how they work, about supplements and how do they help in conceiving, all the jargons.  Still, sometimes I got confused because sometimes there is the denial or hope arise for wanting to conceive so badly. Contohnya, ada blood spotting on the day aunt flo (period) should come. Was that period or implantation bleeding? Macam tu la lebih kurang.

All in all, I am so blessed with a wonderful husband who has never questioned our fate. Anak tu rezeki, rezeki dari Allah. Kadang rasa sedih tu datang bila orang tanya dia pasal anak. Kalau org tanya I, I ok je. Funny.

Wrapping things up, I hope people can be more sensitive towards us, ttcians. We would appreciate your prayers. By saying sensitive bukanlah nak ucapan sabar or sympathy. Maybe empathy would be great. Believe us, just because we didn't tell what we have been through does not mean we didn't do anything about it. "Aku dengar makcik dekat sini ni pandai mengurut. Apa kata kau cuba?" sounds thousands times better than "Ko tak pergi berurut ke?" or "Ko tak pergi jumpa doktor?" Just my two cents.

Ok lah. Nak tukar mode jadi surirumah balik. :) 

Suami nak balik makan ni.

Jangan nakal-nakal ye.

*tetiba jangan nakal. Please please please, kamu jangan nakal.. Lol*

Till then.

Daa~

Mini updates!

as-salam
hye there

As I stroll down the memory lane several blogs, banyak isu yang membuatkan I nak komen atau I rasa nak buat entry. Tapi beberapa topik tu belum berkenaan dengan I. I tak nak komen sekarang sebab I belum alami lagi benda tu. 

Nursing In Public (NIP)

Sumber: Pinterest

I would like to bf my kids, insyaAllah. Tapi buat masa ni, I tak tolak fm. Adam minum fm, ok je. Cerdik je. Cuma fm ni pricey je la. Tu kot my concern so far. Pasal susu punya stok ada ke tak, seriously, I berserah je pada Allah. Being a TTCian for quite some time now, I learned to be thankful of whatever situation that occurs. 

Cuma kalau nak kata benda yang I ala-ala hangat-hangat tahi ayam ni ialah nak buat stok EBM la. Konon usha Medela Freestyle. Tapi satgi harap beli je. Hehe.

Pasal NIP, I belum berbincang dengan husband. I rasa kami akan decide bila masanya tiba.

Housewife vs Career wife

I became a housewife since late May/early June. Previously I was working in a private company and I was climbing my way to the top of my career path then. Mula-mula berhenti tu memang rasa tak tentu arah juga. Dengan tak kenal sesiapa pun kat sini, rasa kalau boleh setiap minggu pun nak balik rumah MumDad, macam-macam lah. Sekarang dah ok. At least I dah boleh masak untuk husband. Lauk hantam pun husband kata ok. So, ok lah. (tapi still tak confident nak masak kat dapur orang lain atau untuk orang lain lagi)

One of the reasons, that I think, for me being yet able to conceive is stress. Kerja I memang stress sangat. Actually kerja tu ok. I memang suka. Tapi keadaan sekeliling la macam-macam. Company tu ada HQ di KL, tapi operation office in a rural place. So, dengan masalah orang, bukan orang, orang tempatan, orang seberang, LDM, travel every weekend, every fortnight.. Therefore, I decided to be a housewife in order to lessen the stress. Dengan harapan dapat conceive naturally. 

So, I tak support nor condemn mana-mana working or non-working moms. We have our own reason. Mum is a housewife and pernah babysit my cousins. I have seen the plus minus of both mothers - Mum and Aunt. 

Trying To Conceive (TTC)

Topik lama, sorry to say. :) Still trying. Latest, ada sesuatu yang khabarnya mengganggu proses nak conceive. Semoga usaha kami berhasil untuk membuang pengganggu tu lah, whatever it is :)

Anyway,putting that aside (for a while) my neighbours' babies have been cranky lately. Mungkin sejuk kot. Semoga kesihatan mereka tidak dipengaruhi musim hujan ni. We have constantly ask ourselves whether we feel disturbed by them, crying their hearts out even from midnight onwards, and the answer is still no. Most probably because we are the elders among our siblings, husband is the eldest while I have 4 younger siblings. So the cries is just normal. (in fact, I am a crybaby myself! haha) :p *sila padamkan rahsia itu dari ingatan anda. hehe*

All being said, masih ada lagi benda yang I nak cakap, tapi I tunggu dulu lah. Esok-esok buat entry macam ni je.

Ok lah, ek. Nak sambung tengok Running Man. I tak boleh tidur malam ni. Tadi terlelap dalam kul 8.30 malam dan terjaga jam 11 lebih. Husband punya biological clock berfungsi dengan baik. Haha. Sangat cemburu dengan beliau :D

Take care ya.
Till we meet again.

: 6 malam hari 6 malam menjadi bujang.

as-salam

hye there

Hari ni I bersiaran (?) dari rumah Mum. Hehe. Dah 6 hari jadi bujang! Husband lagi la. Malam I gerak balik tu, dia pun duk lepak borak dengan kawan. Tak menyempat. Takut rindu I la tu kalau duk sorang-sorang kat rumah. ;p 

I pulak, sampai je di bumi bertuah, terus plan apa nak pakai untuk function malam tu. Haha. Dasar masing-masing suka lepak sampai ke pagi dengan member kan.. *tapi baru 3 hari dah rindu-rinduan*

Sebetulnya balik ni sebab nak pergi berurut dengan sorang makcik kat kampung. Memang nak sangatlah berurut tu. Badan ni dah macam hape je sakit sini sana. Last-last, makcik tu pesan jangan minum ais. "Ko ni suka minum air batu, tengok, urat pun dah keras macam batu" *facepalm* So far, Mum buatkan juga air panas walaupun I tak minta. *minum pun lepas air tu sejuk, Hahaha*

Tu satu cerita la. Lepas tu, dah dua hari I duk jaga Adam, si kecik berusia setahun setengah itu. Malam-malam pun work out. Berlari, melompat sampai berpeluh sakan. Siangnya jangan cerita laaa. Mum pun happy la sebab dapat buat kerja lain. 

Kalau I duk lama kat sini, insyaAllah akan kurus in no time. Haha. Mesti husband I bangga punyai isteri yang slim dan berstamina tidak seperti sekarang yang bonc dan lembik 

Hmm. senyap je rumah ni tiba-tiba. Adam dah tidur kot. Haha. The power of a toddler. Can't imagine. Anak I besok macam mana la agaknya. Kalau mengikut perangai Abang Adam ni, alamatnya pengsanlah Omma & Obah nanti. Asalnya nak anak-anak panggil Mama & Babah. Tapi tiba-tiba husband decide dia nak anak-anak panggil dia Obah. I pun tukar la jadi Omma. Selain matching, I like Omma sebab: 

1) Bunyi macam kiss. Ummm-mwahh.

2) Bunyi macam Ummu/Ummi yang bermaksud Emak. (Tapi tak tau la applicable untuk Omma ke tak. Haha)

3) Feeling Korean, voleyyy?? :p

Eh, ok la ek. I got to go.

Nak mencari air sejuk, maka ke dapurlah kita. Shall we? :)

Take care

Daa~