With regards to the World Breastfeeding Month, I'd post two, three entries on this topic.
Cikebum’s 22 months now. That means I have been expressing liters of the love feeding from my body since the day he came out of my womb.
For those few months too, I have been keeping worries of What Ifs.
What if my BM is lack of nutrient?
What if the supply is not enough?
Yada yada…
And my main concern is to enhance the breast milk production.
Since then, I took all measures I could to make sure the stock is enough.
(Read: stock that is ‘fresh from farm’ bcoz I no longer have it expressed since the past 7 months. Haha)
When people say spinach could help, I consume spinach.
When I read that radish is good, I made my tastebud forget how bitter it is, just to ensure that my baby got the best.
When I was told that jantung pisang is effective, without fail I would put it in my lunch plate whenever I see it, putting aside the side effects like angin dalam badan.
Anything, dear… Anything.
There’s only one thing I am a bit reluctant to do. Drinking powdered milk.
I could still tolerate unflavoured fresh milk, but please don’t make me throw up what I have eaten. To date, I have only drunk that milk several times, and that was bcoz we did not have Milo at home.
As an alternative, I put dollops of ice-cream and blend the milk with ice cubes.Result? Yummy milkshake!!! Hehehe.
And I did all that just bcoz I want to make sure that my munchkin got what he is supposed to.
Now I don’t worry that much anymore if he doesn’t wanna stop his bonbon craving. I believe it will automatically stop when it’s time. That’s what most paeds say and most BF mommies told me.
Afterall, it’s in Allah’s hands. So, I’ll just leave it to Him….
Last nite, I watched Child’s Play on Channel 412. It reminds me of my childhood days, when we were so scared watching the video that Abah rented for us.
Just imagine my 4 other siblings squeezing into the 3-seater with pillows in our hands. At times, we screamed… esp when we were shocked by the abrupt presence of the evil Chucky. And those pillows were used to cover our faces for a few mins until the wicked doll disappear.
Suddenly, Abah pressed the off button on the remote controller. And we yelled…
Us : Laaa Abahhhh…. Don’t la switch it off.
Abah : I thought u don’t wanna watch it bcoz u closed ur faces with the pillows.
Us : We closed our eyes, but not that we don’t wanna watch it.
Abah : It’s the same la… Hahaha.
After that, my brother Acik was a bit afraid to perform his Isyak prayer in the room, worried that Chucky might appear from under the bed. Hahaha. Not to mention when it’s the time to kip down… we squeezed closely, hoping that at least the other could protect.
It lasted quite long in our memories… but as for me, I never had nightmares about Chucky so far.
Speaking of nightmares, I observe Cikebum’s sleep is kinda interrupted nowadays. It affects my quality sleep too, in a way.
So, I wonder whether kids have nightmares too.
Perhaps in the form of another incubus?
Oh…BTW, Cikebum was already asleep when I watched the movie.
I have heard of elderly’s advice – not to bergalak sangat before the kids go to bed. Else, they’d mengigau (what’s the English term, ay?)
Once upon a time, there was a cute li’l chick named Tuty living with her Momma Hen (Uish..Mak Ayam?!). Just like other small kids, Tuty is very adventurous and has a high inquisitive spirit and she liked to experience a lot of things.
One day, while scratching the soil looking for worms with her Momma Hen, she made her way to a nearby bush. She was so excited to explore new things that she forgot her Momma’s advice to stay away from the bush, as that’s where the Cunning Fox always hides.
Suddenly, the Cunning Fox appeared and tried to catch Tuty. He chased and chased… and Tuty ran and ran as fast as she could, until she arrived.
Kedengaran Soundtrack Lagu Darjah 3 : Ibu Ayam Dikejar Musang
Ibu ayam dikejar musang
Anak ayam cari ibunya
Ibu ayam berlari terus lari dan ditangkap musang
Anak ayam mencari, terus cari ibunya yang hilang
Oh kasihan...oh kasihan...aduh kasihan...
(Aisey... this soundtrack seems not fit for this story la) :P
Then, Tuty found a cave, and hid quietly in it. As the fox arrived and about to enter the cave, Tuty got an idea…
With a big voice, Tuty said… “Hey, Mr. Foxy!!! I am a hungry giant! I want to eat u now!”
The echo caused her voice to become louder and bigger, hence the fox ran away.
** * **
That was the story from the TV programme Trek Tek Tek some 27 years ago. Does any of u remember?
Anyway, the story inspired my elder brother to name his bantal busuk as Tut after the brave chick. Tut was a maroon pillow sewn with a quarter of dark blue patch, that Acik brought here and there during our childhood days.
Well, kids are always associated with bantal busuk (smelly pillow), or soft toys that they carry everywhere they go during the day and bring to the bed with them when it’s time to hit the sack. Some carry real benyek pillows (lack of kekabu filling), some carry teddies or bunnies-whichever they find adoringly smelly enough to be their best buddy.
Aside from Acik’s Tut, I also have mine. It’s a green rectangular pillow, with stitches of two eyes… but it didn’t have a name. So, I didn’t have many memories with the bantal busuk, but I was so attached to a comot teddy with no eyes, until Mak gave it away to someone’s grandchild who liked it while they came visiting!!! That’s alrite…the teddy was a bit lasam by then. Haha.
Ina’s Yaiy-yaiy was the most popular one in the family. It’s a maroon benyek pillow with one of the corner re-sewn after constant biting by my little sister. Hence the name Yaiy-yaiy (the sound made while biting the pillow).
The beloved Yaiy-yaiy parted from the owner when she gave it away to Along (our eldest sister), when she started her study in ITM (now UiTM). Ina was about 6 or 7 by then. I wonder how hard it was for her to part from the buddy, but bcoz she loves Along so much, she gave it to her.
I made one (hand sewn) for my darling Cikebum during the nine beautiful months, just bcoz I wanted a personal touch. It was completed during my confinement (just imagine the dilly dally) but I hardly see him holding it...
However, recently Cikebum willingly took it and hug it before having his bonbon and fell asleep., esp. when we r in the car. That really put a smile on my face.
His name? Let’s call him Jiji… for Cikebum’s gibberish way to pronounce ‘Gigi’.
This is what MamaPasha said about me when I gave her the Uber Amazing Blog.
5 interesting facts about the one who gave u the award:
a: orangnya tembak langsung.. nyonyah to d point.. Emang ada tembakan ku kena kamu ya, say? Qeqeqe. Biar transparent kan?
b: temen yg asik banget.. Wahhh...ini sengaja mo kasi aku inhale extra oxygen nih
c: fashionista abis... krn kurus, cekeding kayak g.. kali yee.. Sekarang doang masanya. Besok2 kalo udah kembang, jelek kali.
d: bu dosen yg galak.. gak cmn ama mahasiswa-nya doang loh.. ma adam jg.. iqiqiqiq.. peace is.. Dasarrrr... ini pembalasan si pitung ni, gara2 kemaren aku nyindir kamu ya.
e: tapi niat bener mo bikinin thomas buat anaknya.. qeqeqeq.. (ibu yg baik.. ) *Ps: yuk latihan gambar thomas lagi.. Kamu baru tau, aku ibu yang baik? :P Hahaha.
.jpg)
