Does a bitch really taste that good?

Gloomy day, received a call from someone I knew for long today. From far I could sensed she is in trouble. Yet I didn't want to make such conclusion too fast, I maybe wrong. But true enough,  a painful cry from the other end, hoping for a helping hand. I guess I am a good mind reader.

To my dear friend, I am sorry for what you have been through. Maybe you are right, no man is a right man, no marriage is perfect with just romance. It required more than just sex and love.

To all men in the world, open your heart, listen to this voice, it came deep down from your humble wives.

Could there still be a delicate soul hiding behind the facade of a man who gone wild and wrong? What is the real face beneath the mask of defiance that you dons?

At the moment you enjoy hugging another woman tight to your chest, you wife is stuck home with the kids worrying if you have had your meals or will you safely home. At that very moment when she calls you she actually already know something is not right but she choose to trust you. When you reaches home, she shows no qualms but a smile, yet you never appreciate.

Dear men, when a woman has decided to leave their family to be with you, they have actually gave up most of the good things they used to have in life.  Your wife harbours a down to earth dream of settling down with the right person. Yes define them the way you think it is, you maybe capable to give her a better life in your own definition but better life is not by getting her more branded bags or taking her to a luxury dinner. A good wife do not want all that from you. It's the honesty and trust that what they long for.

No woman is blind enough to ignore a blatant lie. At that very moment you open up for another woman, that is the beginning of a betrayal. The time you basks in your risque actions, holding other woman's hand without guilty, you have actually made a choice to made it tough. Your wife is paying high price for a strong person she could. The curve on her face is made for you, with yearnings for sure.

Dear friend, I tell you to let go and forgive. Take it as lesson and again, it's a choice you can make. Listen to your heart. The little ones you are bearing now is the reason you are here today. Stay strong, have faith my dear friend. 

A great 15 months..

Oh wow!Oh no! Omaigad..I know rightttt..lol

...and here I am again, after 15 months since my baby was born. Sure God you know more than I do I believe. Being a new mom is way challenging than what I could imagine. My day and night were fully occupied with this little man. From feeding to cleaning, from one task to another, I became handful overnight.  Being sleepless for over a year now, worrying if he is well or full enough, wonder if he is fine with the babysitter, Oh tell me about it. I couldn't actually recall when was the last time I had more than 4 hours sleep a day, or sitting on my own watching a korean drama. Even if I do, I will fall asleep the next few counts. Don't get me wrong, I am absolutely not complaining. Just sharing how much it takes from a single lady to a full time working mother. busy busy and busyyyy yet happy happy happyyy!

Ok done with me, let's talk about Ian boy. I am pleased Ian has grown up well for the past 15 months. I am consider very lucky as he is such an easy baby, no tantrum, just a little shy (Ops! sure is my genes! :p). Ian was born via induced labour 2 weeks earlier as I was diagnosed with Gestational Diabetes (GD) during pregnancy. Yeah I know I should look even sweeter at that time right?! haha~ It sound funny to be one but I can't deny how much rice I took on every meal. Not the sweet stuffs that causing my GD but the carbo! My gyne advised me to cut down carbo especially rice and for 8 weeks before due I was only allowed to take a spoon of rice. Yes, a spoon of rice! Even hamster don't eat that little ok! It is as good as not eating at all right. huhu Imagine I was on food control for 8 weeks but mid of that period doctor found out that my GD level is getting higher and higher each week so I need to go on Insulin. Oh no! Injecting insulin to my tummy twice a day, checking my sugar level 3 times a day, enough to make me a super woman ain't I? When I think about it again, I wonder how I went through that especially me who is allergy to needle..Mother's love ba kali kan orang bilang..

After I had Ian, I was told by many that induced labour is 3x even more painful than a natural contraction. I am unsure about that as this was my first time and so happened it was an induced labour. Normally mommies with GD or HB will be pushed labour as there is risk of fetus death in the womb or Macrosomia (giant baby). My case is more to Macrosomia. Ian is stable at all time but his size is what worrying everyone. He grew like 500g each week and if I choose to wait until full term, he may weight 4kg+ and that's surely dangerous for a petite size like me for a natural delivery. Honestly, for the induced part, I think it's bearable because I am a super woman, no painkiller no epidural just mother's love. Am I amazing? aiyo no different lah, still kuyak ok. haha!  I guess it's my excitement that covered up the pain I believe. I just couldn't wait to see my little ones and to show his proud father, "nahhhh, your baby!"

Oh well, 15 months has passed. It was a tremendous milestones for both Ian and me. From a party animal, now a mommy-material. 5.30 sharp I will make sure I pack my stuffs and go home! Switching myself from a career woman to a mother seems way easier than the other way round. Sob sob..:.( 

From a day old, now you are a walking man. Mommy loves you to the moon and the star and the sky, SON!