Bridal shower.... two months too late?

The original title read, "Bridal shower.... one month too late?"

Apparently, I've had this in my 'draft' folder for sometime now.. not realizing that it has not been 'posted' yet! 

*facepalm* 

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It seems that most (if not all) of my GFs are already married, some with kids on tow. So it comes as no surprise that everyone was really excited when the 'youngest' in the bunch is finally tying the knot! We say 'youngest' mostly because her birthday is the last of the year (December)... and because, well because she's Drog. 

*muahs!*

I remember clearly those London days when we used to countdown to her birthday, a MONTH in advance. Yes, during our uni days. Yes, in London. She enjoyed it and we all definitely enjoyed pampering her so. Ah, don't let her looks and demeanour fool you. As her then-boyfriend-now-husband perfectly puts it..

"She's a BEAUTY with a BRAIN"

 

Yes, so smart one this girl. Despite her 'ultra' vain'ness, this is one keeper. Probably the most humble, kind-hearted and thoughtful person I've ever met. 13 years of friendship and counting (Damn I'm getting old) 

So ANYWAY, since she's getting married (NOW happily married!) pretty soon, we had a bridal shower cum birthday party to celebrate. Wonderfully organized by Azz and Jidons, it was one perfecto affair. Close college-uni-work friends came to join in the fun. The deco was perfect, prepared by EventsbyAzzwaa (Instagram acc)

Oh and of course, cake by NHomeBakes, who else? Haha. Took a bunch of photos that day. Konon nya Sha and I were the 'photographers' laaa.. haha but most of mine turned out a tad dark. Still, have not bought a proper flashgun. Still... ahaha

 

Happy Belated Birthday D'rog!!!!! Biggest congratulations on your wedding and may you have a long-lasting beautiful marriage with TONNES of smart kids (since you both so hebat!!) haha 

Love,
Natte'

xx

p/s: Haha.. wedding photos to come yah! 

Mini weekend getaway

So over the weekend we spent the night at oneworld hotel, damansara.  Husband is a member so once a year we'll get a free stay! 

Yeah, I know I know.. It's unusual for people to have mini getaways in the city right? Imagine beaches, serenity, outdoors.. 

Haha, not us. 

We're self-proclaimed city people. We love the ease of just having a store downstairs for quick dinners so that we can spend most of the time..

IN THE HOTEL ROOM OF COURSE! 

Whyyyy would you pay a hefty price for the room if you're just going to spend most times outdoors and not actually ENJOY the room innit? Ok fine, that's debatable. But we loveee lazing around, enjoying the lush mattresses and pillows, bathtubbb.. swimming pool! 

( The 10 seconds that she was calm in the water before screaminggggggg! )

Aaron loves staying in hotels for these reasons especially! He doesn't mind not going out, if he can guling2 atas katil tuh.. Like mother like son! 

I was happy when he suggested that I go for the massage (also included in the coupon, but only entitled for a capped rate of RM110 for ANY MASSAGE)! Wehhoooo.. Offered to watch the kids (read=subject to the baby sleeping) whilst I have my one hour 'me' time. Decided to pick 8pm, just before they close. The lil' one often (alhamdulillah) sleeps at 7'ish every night (IF NO DISTRACTIONS).. So after a full day, we figured she'd stick to her routine. Which she did, yeay! Was initially worried that husband would have to call up the spa to stop my massage because baby woke up!

I chose the deep tissue massage. I was still very sore from the mini marathon in the morning, so I figured I needed a really goodddd one to ease my muscles.

Didn't work. Too sore.

But otherwise, I think the massage would have been a great one were it not for my superrrrr sore muscles. I think the girl climbed behind me, using her knees at one point. They served tea before my session and also provided a fresh cuppa immediately afterwards. The whole ambience of the place was also so serene, perfect for relaxation. They even had these funky looking chairs (sofa?) for me to hang around.

Worst part though....
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the lady asked how many months pregnant am I after the massage....I swear I'm not lying!

(-__-) I cried inside.

xx

New leaf

Out with the old, in with the new.

In conjunction with the so-called launch of my official home bakery business (aceh!), I've decided to change the name (and link) of this page.

The old was 'me', almost 10 years ago. 10 years in, I think I'm over that already! Boy, how time flies. Has it been 10 years already?

Oh well, here's to 10 years of blogging!

xx

p/s: I will be changing the URL for this page to reflect the new name, in a week..

10 years

It has been 10 years since we got married. True, there are ups and downs along the way... But alhamdulillah we managed to pull through and here we are! We may have not been able to accomplish a whole lot at this point, but I think we do try our very best. There's still a lot to learn about each other, but I think ar this point we pretty much can guess (most of the time) what the other is thinking.

Here's to many more years to come, insyaAllah.. 

Xx

P/s: saved 10 cupcakes from the other day to represent our 10 years together, and made a simple vanilla cake with cream cheese icing to mark the event. Tried out new recipe and alhamdulillah not too bad! Can try again ;)

The big 3-0

Well, I guess it's time to grow up then huh? First of all, I never thought I'll be the one turning 30.. You know when you're small and naive, and you look up at those in their late 20s or early 30s and think they've got life figured out.

Well, being at THIS side of the coin, am not really sure I can say that I've got things figured out yet. Still have tonnes to learn and figure out. Last night as the time approached 12am I reflected on the past. How I love birthdays, who doesn't? Yet turning 30 seemed a bit different. My feelings 'going in' wasn't the same as before. As I kissed both kids in their sleep, I realized that counting down to my birthday wasn't that important anymore. It's their yearly birthdays and seeing them grow up that matters.

However as usual, he never fails to disappoint. To think that 10 years ago we agreed I accepted that we won't do flowers for special occassions because they don't last long and let's face it, they don't come cheap! Yet year after year he still gives me flowers, knowing well that I'm also really bad at taking care of them. Haha so he now knows to give me flowers ready in a vase so I can enjoy them as is :) we both don't do jiwang2 but it's these things that makes us a stronger unit.

Here's to more happy years to come, insyaAllah...

#blessed

 

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Number Two!! #part2

So, we were told to be at the labour room at 6.30am...

Obviously we only left the house at 6.30am. Dropped off Aaron at my inlaws, and off we went to the hospital. Obviously had my make-up on, the whole works. Hey, I even blow dry-ed my hair going into labour the first time, why should this be any different? Yeah, donned my favorite bokitta ;)

Upon checking-in (which was a simple process as showing up saying 'ok, where do we park?'), we were led into one of the labour rooms. The pre-admission process and the booking done by my doc made everything easier, Alhamdulillah. Got changed into my glamorous gown and plonked myself on the bed, waiting for the doc to arrive. Oh, and I LOVEEEEE the labour room here! So different from the previous one, with couches and all. Seems like they accept more than one person in the labour room with you!

Apparently, I would have to go through a two-stage process i.e placing a pill sorta into my you-know-what... and upon great progress, I'd be attached to a drip which supposedly would intensify my contractions (as if it wasn't intense already!). The T3NS machine borrowed from dearest Shasa helped me through the initial stages of labour (Doc thought it was a good idea and might stock it up for future patients, yeay!). Well, didn't really go into active labour upon insertion of the pill, but after the doc broke my water (a few hours later), the party started

Literally..

Yeah, see the spikes? No time to breathe y'all! Being the one to laugh when in pain, ahah! Having my water manually 'broken?' was no walk in the park. No laughter there. Yes, some tears were shed. The doc was even sweet enough to wipe away my tears but only to laugh at the fact that.... I was wearing eyeliner! Duhh! Haha, but that did make me forget the pain for a bit. Going in, I was adamant that I would not be taking any epidural. Yeah, survived the last time o.k'ish so I figured maybe it wouldn't be as bad this time.

Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahah

Whatever. I don't remember the last time being THIS painful! Ok, still holding on. The doc then talked me into taking epi, saying that most her patients do. So..... I said yes. Regret? YES. Didn't work at all! Yeah, I know it didn't work, trust me. Soon after they hooked me up, it was 'go' straight into active labour. So back to 'gas' it is then! Oh, inhaling that sweet sweet gas was....

Sweeeeeettttttt!! And this time, I can tell that I was talking v.e.r.y s.l.o.w.l.y as if high like that. So high. When it came time to push, the doc wasn't there yet! She went back to the clinic thinking that it may take some time. Hello, they haven't even put in the drip yet to intensify the contractions! It was au naturale, so to speak. I told the nurses to call my doc, the midwife there told me I could safely push if I wanted, and she'd deliver my baby.

I closed my legs. 'Call my doctor NOWWWW!'

HAHA.. did not even let them do a VE during the last stages. I know I'm ready. But ONLY if my doc was there. Demanding tak? So demanding that my poor doc had to race to the delivery room, and boom!!

Out came baby Elle, Alhamdulillah..

Oh yeah, this time... I definitely felt E.V.E.R.Y  S.I.N.G.L.E  T.H.I.N.G

xx

Mochi

On the 19th of September, we welcomed lil' mochi to the world. That was the nickname her lovely parents gave to her when she was still in her mummy's tummy.

Shasa was as calm as always.. "I think my water just broke.." That was the text I received and I left my phone at home time tuh. Imagine me squeling upon reading that text an HOUR later! Terus call text pelbagai!

Me: what ru doing? Dah gi hosp?"

Sha: belum.. Tgh makan.."

Yes, my girl ladies and gentleman. Takdak ye drama di sini. Apparently her sister who was with her the whole time pun slightly panicky. She, was calm. HAHAHA. The husband was not yet home at the time. So she waited until he came back pastu gi hosp.

Few hours later alhamdulillah, lil' mochi came into the world.. With strong lungs I heard. Haha badan je kecik ok, tapi suara masyaAllah, sedap dan kuat! Confirm nnti pandai nyanyi like mummy. Oh, lil' mochi was out at about 2am ish something. I have an exam the day after, so I was staying up studying whilst waiting for news..

Being the super strong mama that she is... She was whatsapping me AFTER delivery. When her husband was already 'out'. I remember being 'out' myself after giving birth about the same time almost 4 years ago. She???? Whatsapping macam baru lepas event biasa..

Again, my girl ladies and gentleman!

My highest respect woman! Here's to welcoming you to the lovely world of motherhood. From how you started, I'm pretty sure you'll do great! You're such a natural masyaAllah. May Allah always guide and protect you in this journey to raising a good muslimah and daughter.

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(Oh, we think she inherited her father's eyelashes..YEAYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!)

Xx

 

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