Laundry Day

Cloth diapers, towels, booties, mittens, little baby jumpsuits.....

You can hang on to your knickers, I haven't magically popped Poppy out of the oven while Rosie is recuperating from her fantastic road trip!

I've been told by well meaning friends that all baby's wear had to be washed before use. Cloth diapers especially had to be washed at least 3 times to make them super absorbent. This is the first load.

Notice how Poppy's clothes are all white. Well, can't be sure if this little one is going to be a girl or a boy yet, so we decided to play safe. I mean, I can't imagine if Poppy were a boy and he'd have to settle with a pink skort!

I know I still have 17 weeks to go, but I thought of getting a head start just in case....

Is it a boy or a girl?

I've been plagued with this question ever since I found out I was pregnant. Honestly, nothing is conclusive for now.

During our Detailed Anomaly Scan just last Thursday, we tried to have a peek at in between Poppy's crossed legs. What we saw resembled:

Yes, looks like a coffee bean!

Our radiologist said that its a bit difficult to tell at this point, but it looks more like a girl.

I'm pretty much sure Poppy's going to be a girl (about 60%), but Fred still thinks Poppy's a boy. He said that the coffee bean we saw, that's the Poppy's balls.

If that's the balls, where's the penis I wonder.

Well, we'd have to wait and see. I'm due for my monthly check up with my Doc this Wednesday. Hopefully by then, we'd have a more definite answer to the question: Is it a boy or a girl?

4th Sabah International Folklore Festival

While waiting for our food to be served, Amy, Carol, Nora & I went to the Grand Restroom for a break. Coming out refreshed, we stopped for a photog moment with one of the dancers from Kazhakstan.

Ok, this blog post should have been up days ago. But I've been so engrossed with my Counseling course that I've been putting it off for nearly a week.

Janet, Norashikin, Carol, Amy and I attended the 4th SIFF Prime Show held at the Grand Ballroom @ 1Borneo. Hubby was also there together with his brother Ah-Sheng + wife Irene, and our dear friend Zyee's 2 handsome brothers.

How was it, you may ask? Well, I was quite disappointed. Maybe this was due to my high expectations. For one, the only grand thing about the ballroom was its restroom. And then the rest of it:

• the ballroom itself felt cramped
• the stage was small and too low to see much of the activities there. I mean if its going to be a dinner show, the organisers should have foreseen that they'd be a lot of movements by the wait staff in serving food thus blocking the view of the stage. They really should have made the stage a bit higher
• the food, oh my gosh. How shall I put it, hmmmm, it was edible (and I'm being kind here). The presentation of the food was really slow. By 9.30pm, we were only being served the 2nd dish. By the time all the dances were performed, we still haven't been served the dessert. Fed up, we left without waiting for it
• even the wait staff attending to our table was not properly trained. He didn't know how to slice the fish for us and was so nervous to do it, he asked if any of us know how to cut the fish! We tried to encourage him to just do it and it didn't matter if it wasn't perfect. In the end, Norashikin had to take the knife away from him and cut the fish for all of us
  
• Sound system - could have been better.

I really hope that they do improve in the organising of the Prime Show in the years to come. I've attended the Prime Show years before and they were much better.

I mean, we're paying a minimum of RM1000 per table for the dinner show and I really don't feel that this time round, we're getting our money's worth. Honestly, it really should have been held in a hotel like STAR or Sutera Harbour of which has more experience, better ambience, and are more capable of handling such functions.

On the plus side, the dancers from Philippines were great. It was not a surprise to us that they nearly made a clean sweep of all the awards. The troupe performed a medley of 3 dances. Two of which are in this video clip:

So, how can I help you today...

Oh what a week! I've just completed a 5-day intensive "Counseling Theory & Practice" course offered by the Sabah Theological Seminary.

The course as a whole has been really interesting and it helped me learn a lot about myself. Through watching videos and listening to the lectures, I gain a better understanding of why I've turned out to be the person I am today. In participating in the live counseling sessions, I've gained skills to make me more empathic.

Conducted by a visiting lecturer/counselor from Hong Kong (Dr Mable Young), the course comprised mainly of Masters students. I was the only one not enrolled into their academic program. Still, I'm going through the same assessment process ie assignments and an exam all due on 31st July 2009.

Overall, I enjoyed the course and am looking forward to my next course. Yes, I've registered together with hubby, into their course: "Personal Growth". Wuhooooo!

July is here

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Last weekend, I went underwear shopping at Parkson, Wawasan Plaza in Kota Kinabalu. Sorry, too much info?!

Anyhow, as I was browsing in the undies dept, examining the various bras they had there, a salesgirl approached me.

Salesgirl: Would you like any help?
Me: Yes, I need to buy new bras.
Salesgirl: What size do you normally wear?
Me: My boobies have grown and are still growing.

Salesgirl gave a bewildered look. After a long pause, she whispered "Errrrm, are you pregnant?"

At the time, I was thinking, "Helloooooo, isn't it so obvious?"

Then, I realised that I was in my high heels, dressed in a short skirt, wearing what has now turned into a figure hugging t-shirt.

Oh my gosh!!!!! People must be thinking I'm just another girl with a case of a huge muffin-top and still trying in vain to look hip and happening. There I was, 20 weeks pregnant and still did not have proper maternity wear!

I suppose I have reached one of the best times in pregnancy. For it is now time to shop. YEAHHHHHH!

FYI, I ended up buying 8 pairs of new bras. Yes, I got carried away. Next, it was time to give Modernmum a visit. For starters, I bought maternity jeans and skirt. Total damage for the day: RM684.

The Big Scare

We had a big scare early this morning, around 1.15am. I noticed blood on our bed and realised I was bleeding.

My hubby asked "How come got blood?!" Darling, I'm also at lost here!

I wiped myself and saw that the blood was getting less and less. We then decided to go and see my doctor first thing in the morning. But when I went to the toilet to pee pee, more blood came out. Fearing the worst, I told Fred that we'd better go to Damai Specialist Centre then and there.

I called the DMC to tell them to inform them we're on our way. The journey from our home to the hospital was quiet, neither of us spoke and silently prayed for Poppy's safety. Meanwhile, the bleeding has stopped.

Once we've "checked in" to DMC, the staff nurse interviewed me and also spoke to my Dr over the phone.

Seeing that the bleeding has stopped, and there were no clumps of blood present, I was discharged. I was told to come see the Dr in his clinic in the morning.

By the time we got home, it was a past 2am. I couldn't sleep much and kept going to the toilet to check on my situation. Still some spotting.

We went to see my Dr at around 10am to get Poppy checked. After another round of interview with the Dr, we did a scan. Baby's head, spinal cord, beating heart, placenta, amniotic fluid - all ok. Then the Dr did further tests to see where the bleeding was coming from. The verdict: ruptured uterus.

As long as Poppy is fine, I'm fine.

I was given duphaston pills for my abnormal uterine bleeding. Have to take it 3 times a day for a week. And no heavy lifting, excessive movements for the next few days as well.

Luckily we've got new DVDs to keep me entertained.