BluE Scrubs

My clinical director sent me an sms to say that he doesn't want me at work still tonight. Dah seminggu tak pergi kerja ni. Rasa semacam. Today, Noah pulak demam and Daddy baru start demam. Hmm.

Just a quick birthday story.

So, the news on the street is it's my birthday today. True.

And so the story is Ak didn't get anything for me this year and I know that for sure because I have been with him all the time for the past two weeks. He couldn't have escaped to the nearest BMW dealer and ordered a car for me between fighting jetlag and sleep driving to work.

Last night, in his attempt to actually make me forget that it is my birthday today, he changed the date on my lap top. Juvenile but cute.

Apparently today is already 21st of September. Bolehlaaah as long as I am still the same age.

Above is Noah with all his Pak sepupus and Mak sepupus. Doesn't he look like an old man who'd just won a lottery? Hahahahhahaha.

I am smitten with this old man and with his old man.

We are back from Illinois! I certainly had far too much biryani and chocolate. Got chauffeured everywhere. I moved very little. I slept more than I needed. And.... Noah had a developmental spurt. If there is such thing.

In the 2 week period, he drank through a straw! It was in iHop or was it Panera, anyway, a restaurant for sure and Ak didn't believe me at first so , in the end poor Noah had to drink almost a glass full just so Mummy could convince Daddy. Stupid red straw. Mabuk air Mat Nuh ye. In the car I could hear the spish splash in his tummy. Lawak.

He sings Baba black sheep. Only the baba is recognizable , the rest of the song hits a different wave band, so only audible to a tuned ear like Mummy's. When he sings, bunyinya macam dikir barat on a Saturday afternoon.

He is walking! He actually started taking steps at 1 year 1 week at the nursery but during the holiday, he just walked everywhere, or shall I stay stumbled everywhere. His hands are pretty quick too so I had to make arrangements to my mother in law's interior decoration, if you know what I mean. All her jades and crystals and chinas were all piled on the dining table macam carboot sale. Still he looked at the pile with his airliur leleh leleh. I also would leleh if the jades are shaped like grapes and pretty little fruits.

Picture above was taken outside Islamorado. A restaurant I went to when I was about 7 weeks pregnant. Loya like hell and all I wanted to eat was fish. It has a massive wallsize aquarium and back then I said to myself, I would take 'the baby' back to the restaurant to look at the fish. And so I did.

Noah jetlag. Write more soon.

Actually, I have lost all reasons why I am posting these pictures. Apart from they are not upright, the things are also hideous.

Yesterday, an old friend of mine mentioned something sweet. Something about this blog and the fact that I should write a book. You are too kind my friend, too kind I tell you. She also said that reading my blog is something that she looks forward to at the end of the week. Uh.uh. Apart from making me rasa terharu, it also makes me feel lousy for not updating more frequently. So girl, I am going full throttle from now on, just for you, semua benda nak tulis, tapi apa mau tulis dulu ya. (kalau by the end of the week dah luke warm tu harap maaf ya)

So my passport mati daaa. About 3 weeks ago. I had today planned for ages because ye la, timing is everything with Noah and getting the passport renewed today was so important sebab mau pergi United States of A next week ni. Nak holiday in Chicago, rumah Dhadi. I know, macam cartoon kan, she came here and then we go there. My dad would have a great sound effect just for that . "poooo gih..pooooo maghi". (repeat 3x to get the real effect). We are going because his uncles and aunts in America haven't seen him yet and he is already a year an a bit. Overused, but "he grows up so quickly" kan . Baru hari tu weaning sekarang dah makan nasi lauk ayam. Siap direct tangan Mummy suruh gaul then masuk mulut dia, diri sendiri tamau sentuh food. Aiyoooo.

So today I went to the Embassy in London. I took the train after sending Noah to his nursery. Biasalah mogok seeing me leave but now, as soon as I close the door behind me, terus senyap. Airmata hanya lakonan semata ya Noah.

They took my passport pictures there because the background has to be blue. After the 'adik' took my picture, he turned the camera around to ok it with me. Hoh, shivers tau. I must have aged 10 years since my last passport pictures. Also my hair looked like I have been through a wind tunnel tak pun iras mergastua geriatric. " Ok tak kak?" he asked me. Loh apa kakak nak cakap? Make me look 10 years younger please Gok? maybe he saw my disappointment, he offered solution siap " Kita boleh tangkap lagi sekali kak". Oh jadi adik ni setuju la kakak rupa macam kena putar dengan puting beliung. So kakak ni malas, ok aje lah that picture, but inside I was a little bit gundah.

So I had about 4 hours before I could pick up the new passport. No choice but to loiter. Must have been a good loiter because I ended up in Harvey Nichols. I am sure I was meant to go there anyway. In there I stumbled upon this thing called theBalm. Remember I said I wanted 10 years off? I don't know how the boy did it, but he somehow managed to make me buy everything he put on my face. Betul, not my fault. The product is sans parabane, but I am sure that's not the top reason why I bought them. Saya mahu kelihatan menawan!!!! So it sucks but I guess I am going to start putting some SPF on my face and a little bit of colour here and there.

Then, I went on more loitering and saw some of the most hideous looking dresses I have ever seen. One, looked like something you can only wear to go weeding in the garden with a big topi mengkuang, another is just another kaftan, one would wear going out to pasar malam. Guess how much these suckers are paying per dress? less than 500 pounds. That is without 50% off. Don't get me wrong, haram tak jealous dengan orang banyak duit but this is a crime. Fashion is a crime. Then, there is Jimmy Choos. Err...tell me again why they have to be 200 pounds after the discount? Then the bags. Oh my god the handbags. I saw some seriously possessed women in the handbag section. All touching, lifting, slinging, swinging, twirling and off to the next shoulder and the sequence repeated again. While doing the handbag macarena, their eyes darted across to other bags being touched by other women. I saw one woman buying 2 bags in the same design but in different colours. The trouble is they are hideous. Tak masuk akal ok. (Not the women, because they all had big fat designer glasses with manicured nails and toes also wearing what I can only imagine very expensive perfumes, keluar the kedai pening).

Rasa macam BBC undercover la pulak snap snap pictures, but then I was really unhappy about the ignorance that was surrounding me. Seriously, perlukah seseorang itu mempunyai bag yang berbintat bintat hina dan berat belum masuk apa apa dekat 5 kg? Gambar gambar upload nanti ok.

Selamat malam.

Noah: Daddy, the sun is sinking.
Daddy: Yes Noah, daddy likes it when the sun sinks cos Mummy looks better in the dark.
Noah: Sorry Daddy, I terkentut.
Daddy: Nice one Noah.
Noah: Daddy, is Mummy still taking pictures?
Daddy: Just keep your eyes closed. When she's not looking we'll leg it.


I finished my night on call at 08:30 and rushed to the nursery to give Noah his morning milk feed. When I got there he is already napping. I crept up to his crib and watched him snooze. He still had tears running down his cheeks. The sheet stained water stain a little. He must have cried himself to sleep. Tired sangat agaknya.Mummy rasa senak semacam in the middle of the chest just watching you still tersedu. Thank God it's my last night. So Mummy terpaksa heavy heartedly drove home, drove past IKEA, thinking I'd pick up a mattress on the way. Sekali tak buka lagi. Actually no shops open at 8:45.

So, siapa nak minum susu you ni Noah? I have expressed about 8 oz and I guess I'll just stash it away in the freezer. Tengok susu, tengok your toys, terus hiba lagi. So much making up to do this weekend.

Talking about this weekend, it's father's day. It's the first ever for Daddy. How exciting for daddy!...Hmmmm...What should we do? Shall we pretend that we forgot completely? While you are sleeping mister, I am going to clean up the house and you're going to think about what to do for Daddy.

I am also thinking, I never wished my Dad happy father's day. Is it too late to start?