It has been too long

Isn't it?



Now that i have my fat ass sitting in front of my damn old computer, yes computer not laptop, in a new (someone else's) office with a new colleague, i guess blogging would be just another pretense that im working. Typing away means im working.....right?



Initially this blog is suppose to be my kinda diary u know? The hype about being a newly married couple. All love and sex and BAM! Then all abt the first born....



And so i pity my 2nd born for not getting as much hype like the first.



My second born. Aira. yes her name is just Aira. Aira binte Muhd Fazli. Short name u say? Deal with it.


2010.


Why didnt i blog in 2010? A whole year of celebrating the months of my new 2nd born. Nothing abt her at all. AT ALL! (Slap my face!)


cos 2010 was a difficult year. for me. for us.


New baby. New home. New Loans. New Pay Cut. Trying out new Jobs. New way to handle rejections. New.


Nothing new with the amount in the bank statements though.

And not forgetting, new fat face, new fat hips, new fat legs. I plead to the Almighty my husband still lusts for me. Even tho my libido has zero-ed down.

Will there be a anything new abt my blog?

Probably.

But it still remains the same. it's still gonna be about, Diana & Fazli.

Hello readers.

Welcome back, new Me.

Psst....

Pssst....

I am on my way back in this blog.....

No one cares, i know....

I just psst-ed at myself.....

Gotta make myself free to write abt our new life with our new member....

My daughter AIRA!

tbc.......

Project: Home. Paused.

Breathe.

It has been a hectic last week of Nov.

The moving, the cleaning, the moving again.

The house is empty. Macam rumah bujang lah katakan. No furniture, nothing but i so love our walls. A bit of dirt already and i cannot angkat.

Anyways, no pics uploaded yet of the new interior until we do have some furniture. Some lah at least.

All these have been happening when im very sarat. Yes. Very very sarat. Im due on 15th Dec. Today i went for my check-up. Weekly check. And i lost 1kg in 1 week. According to Doc, its not suppose to be good and if i come back next week with another kg lost, he will induce me. heh.

Other than that, looks like baby is at a healthy weight of 3.1kg (plus placenta i think) and she looks like she is comfortable inside. Like her brother. Refuse to come out even when the date is due.

And as for my firstborn, he has been very clingy. Maybe he knows tht he wont have our full attention once his sis is out. So he constantly clings on to me, asked to be breast-fed, even if he doesnt wanna sleep, and just wants to be carried. Hairi ....... Hairi.....

So, this is the beginning of our newest chapter.

New home.

New baby.

And a beginning of a new Diana. The Circus Juggler.

Juggle time between hubby, 2 babies, home management, work management...all within 18 hrs in a day. Maybe a full 24 since we all know newborns wake frequently at night to be fed.

DIE!

Ayang, i takyah masak, you beli bungkus eh? Love you.

Project:Home Part 2

The end of tht crappy interior. The beginning of something new....

Very very dusty home. After all that hacking. And yes, the big FAT ME!

Nothing much 'cept for a lot of constuction stuffs.

But we are so glad that we got rid of the tiles in the kitchen and toilets and living room floor.

More to update in our next entry.

Question: Why are electricians expensive?

Tsk.

On a separate note, my baby is turning 1 soon! oh my god, where did all the time go to?

Project: Home Part 1

So many things happened since Oct. Good and bad.

Of cos we blog only the good.

Anyways, the next phase in our married ife is of cos getting our very own CRIB!

We got our house during the recession. The 2nd unit we viewed, with no COV, and we just grabbed. Only after then we realise what a run down place it is but hey....when u pay no cash for it, its all worth it.

The entrance. The door to many more family memories.

The entrance frm the inside. Full height shoe cabinet?! urgh!

My cutey son with my MIL's trusted maid, Karmi.

That balcony which is kinda useless. Very small.

The kitchen complete with door and bar-window. Heh.

That eeky common toilet.

But we love the kitchen view!

Our master bedroom.

With the more eeky toilet! We seriously wonder how the ex-owners lived in this condition. I mean the valuation report has the same pic in its dirty state many months ago. We collected our keys on 9th Oct. They left at the end on Sept. How the heck can they tahan bathing in this kinda toilet?!

Anywhos, this is our house in its original state.

More updates soon!

My Son the Heartbreaker

That is my son. My jantung. My buah hati.

He is a heartbreaker.

I wonder, how can someone so little and still oblivious to the world, can break his mommy's heart in a million pieces.

Lately, he doesn't want me. He prefers his grandma more to me.

At first i was fine. Until last Saturday.

We had guests over for raya. He was clinging on to his grandma. I tried to take him away. He refused. Eventually, he cried and wailed so loud, when i carried him.

It broke my heart.

I went to the kitchen window and cried. My husband knew how at my worst i must have felt then.

After that, i refused to touch him. My mil tried to give him to me but i refused to take him saying, "what for? he doesnt want me."

I delivered him, i fed him, i put him to sleep, i cleaned his poo, i wake in the middle of the night to make milk for him.

Yet he prefers another more to me.

Tell me, how should i feel?

They say it's cos im pregnant that's why he is seeking attention elsewhere.

That suppose to comfort me? well, it didn't work.

Hairi.....Hairi tak sayang ibu ke?