Wednesday, December 20, 2017

It has been years

Aha! My last post was in 2014 and now it's already the end of 2017. It has been three freaking plus years that I left the space. So so many things that have happened in my life. And I am here again just because I feel like writing again. InshaAllah hopefully this is the real comeback. Although blogging may not be relevant anymore now but I think I'd rather have the memories kept and sealed here. Plus, I just had the sudden urge of writing. 


To summarise,

2014- We (READ:I) have decided to leave UAE and come back to Malaysia just because I am homesick. I have presented to my husband a few reasons why it is good for us to settle down in Malaysia namely our parents who are definitely not getting any younger, our empty house and not to forget i just miss the Malaysian food! lol. Thank God husband agreed and he started looking for the opportunities since then. Alhamdulillah, he managed to grab a spot at Saipem Malaysia. It took us few weeks to sell off some of our belongings i.e electrical appliances and some other stuff that we bought there. It wasn't easy since renting a fully-furnished house there means that we "officially" bough the furniture and equipment too. Thus, when we wanted to leave, we had to find people who wanted to buy the stuff that came with the house too incl the Fridge, washing machine, wardrobe, dining table, the beds and all. We were desperate and our only aim was to make sure all the stuff must go so we sold them out with a very low price I must say. Pffft

2015- We started our "new" life in our homeland Malaysia. As for the house, since it was left for quite some times, of course, thorough cleaning had to be done. And we also needed to fix some things, buy a lot of things to finally call it a "homey" home, at least to us. 2015 also marked the beginning of my third pregnancy. Alhamdulillah, the first trimester began so well; no signs of morning sickness except for some spotting on Week 7 which alhamdulillah turned okay. At first, I thought I was pregnant with a boy since the pregnancy was totally different during Nuha's. Boy, I was wrong that it is another girl. Yay. Deep inside I was happy since I love love love shopping for girls' outfits. Good luck to my husband to live with THREE girls. hehehe. I was due to deliver in March 2016. My antenatal check ups were of course with my favourite gynae, Dr Marsita Mansor. 

2016- One of the most unforgettable years I have had so far. Alhamdulillah, on the 12th of March 2016, at 40 weeks, I have safely delivered a whopping 3.7kg baby girl named Nayla Khayra via normal delivery but of course assisted by vacuum because according to my gynae the baby was not in correct position although I have been trying my level best to push her out. and due to that, can u just imagine the stitches i had down there. uwaaaa. It took my gynae one freaking hour to finally done stitching. And to make it even worse, I had hemorrhoid too! The nightmare began once I got home and it took me one month plus to finally able to achieve full recovery. Only Allah knows how bad it was; I could not be able to breastfeed properly, because it was so hard to even sit! sakitnye Allah saje yg tahu. I tried all sorts of things to expedite the recovery. Bought the EMAB bottom cream la, beli ubat from the kedai cina la, guna manjakani la, and the list goes. Sigh. After I am done with the delivery, we were so busy with our new house in Cyberjaya. Went surveying and looking for stuff for our rumahku syurgaku. With the help of our contractor, Yanie who has been very helpful from the beginning, everything was sorted.Alhamdulillah.

2016 also has seen me being at my lowest state where we sent back our little baby Nayla Khayra to Her Creator. She left us peacefully on 4th of August 2016 at PICU,Hospital Kuala Lumpur. I will blog more on her in next entry InshaAllah. The feelings were surreal even until today. My days have never gone without thinking and missing her. I know she is at a so much better place now, but deep down, as a mother, what would you feel losing your own flesh and blood whom you had carried for 40 weeks. The one that could hear your heartbeat. Ahh I am crying hard while typing this out. 

I'd better stop now.....till then.


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