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Maternity Wear: YAY or NAY?

Being pregnant can sometimes cause chaos to your wardrobe and fashion sense. The first three months will make you want to almost give up in life, especially if you suffer from a bad case of morning sickness like me! Then you will see yourself wearing the same thing almost everyday because you just cannot be bothered to even look at yourself in the mirror, what more decide on what to wear?

Then, when the tummy starts to grow and the body expands sideways, you will realise that almost everything in your current wardrobe does not fit you anymore. Another cause of misery. I had to do quite a serious case of shopping when that happened to me. But you cannot possibly keep shopping for new clothes, right? I mean, what happens to those clothes the moment baby is out? I am not too sure about you, but I know I will need to lose some weight.

How now brown cow? Maternity wear?

HONESTLY SPEAKING, I HAVE NEVER FOUND MATERNITY WEAR APPEALING.

Besides the fact that they will normally cost more than normal wear, they usually look very….BORING. Big oversized dresses with funny prints, flare tops, and baggy pants, just to name a few. Urgh!

The clothes are supposed to show off that bump, not hide it! So why must they make maternity wear so big and baggy?

As such, I have never owned a single maternity wear for the many times I got pregnant.

But when I chanced upon Jump Eat Cry (www.jumpeatcry.com), a Singapore-based eCommerce store that sells Maternity and Nursing Wear, I changed my mind totally!

I didn’t know maternity and nursing wear could be so stylish AND Super affordable! We are looking at an average price of $35 per outfit. Definitely a rare find. And what’s more, they have a massive collection of maternity and nursing wear! New arrivals every week too.

And so I decided to shop for my first ever maternity wear. Then decided again to add to cart my second and third outfits. LOL.

Want to see what I bought?

VERY PLEASED, IF I MAY ADD.

This one, a very simple dress but it is also must have! Can pair it with my favourite outerwear or accessories, or just wear it on its own for that sophisticated look.

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And oh my god, it is so cooling and comfortable, and fits me nicely!

What I like best about it is the fact that it provides infinite wearing – I can wear it before, during and after pregnancy!

It does not look so big and baggy on me right? Exactly the reason why I love it so much toooo! Click HERE to view details and purchase.

In case you are wondering, yes it is free size!

The second outfit I got myself is this 2 Piece Midi Dress

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The third outfit is my first ever nursing wear! He he he.

This Owl 2 Piece Nursing Dress looks too cute to be a nursing wear for mummies!

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You can head in and take a look at more of their designs at Jump Eat Cry by clicking on the link HERE!

They launch new collections every week to keep mummies like you and me in style!

Oh I just found out that the Mothercot Label is their own In-House designs. Designs are drawn and sketched out, and materials are delicately picked out to provide the best comfort for mummies!

For all my pregnant and nursing readers, you will get to enjoy a special 15% discount just by keying in ETRANGLE15 before checking out!

The best thing is, the 15% off includes even the sale items!

THIS DISCOUNT CODE WILL EXPIRE ON 31 JULY 2016, SO HURRY NOW!

 

 

 

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It’s a bird, it’s a plane, it’s a….?

Another long overdue post.

So the other day I went for my detailed scan. I had been eager and anxious for this one because I could not wait to find out the gender of the little fella inside, besides being assured that little fella is growing just fine.

Appointment was at 10.15 am. Reached KKH ADC at about 9.45 am. Half an hour early! So I figured I should go to the washroom first, just to make sure my hair was in place. LOL. But Tatek told me to register first so that my appointment would be on time. I did as I was told before proceeding to the ladies. When I was done, Tatek told me to go to the register counter because my name was already called out. SO FAST?

I was pleasantly gobsmacked.

The sonographer then led me to the room where the detailed scan would be carried out.

So it was the usual – sonographer did the scan and told us the various body parts and organs of the little fella.

Little fella could not keep still as usual. At one point, little fella was in the kneeling down position. The sonographer laughed before shaking my tummy continuously (and rather profusely too) to make little fella change position. However, little fella refused to barge. HAHA. So I had to turn my body to the left and right.

Still no luck.

“Your baby is very cheeky ley!” exclaimed the sonographer.

When she wanted to check on little fella’s heart, little fella covered the chest part with one hand. So again, the sonographer had to shake my tummy.

When she wanted to check on the facial features, little fella covered the entire face with both hands. What happened next? Yes, shake shake my tummy once again.

LOL.

The moment the sonographer started showing us little fella’s thigh bones, I knew what was next!

“Do you want to know your baby’s gender?”

DUH.

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“There, do you see that thing sticking out in between the thighs? That’s the penis!”

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I chuckled. Tatek was like repeatedly exclaiming “YES! YES! Beckham boy!”

We are expecting a baby boy. Insya’allah.

When we broke the news to our girls, they were like “Really Mummy? I knew it! YAY!”

Of course they were exhilarated to finally know the gender of their baby sibling. Prior to that, it had been an endless guessing game. Quite torturous for them. HAHA.

When I showed them the above photo of the ultrasound scan, Myreen squealed and said,

“Oh my god, so cute! The penis looks like a little cupcake!”

Seriously, Myreen? LOL.

My mum asked Sharleez whether she was happy and she said,

“It’s okay Nana. I am okay with either a baby brother or sister. It’s still a baby. I will still do my best to take care of the baby even though it will be tiring!”

So I can imagine how chaotic it would be once their baby brother is out, but I also know that my girls will be such great big sisters and helpers!

In fact, they have really started doing their part. Every week, we will go to the library to borrow new baby books for the girls to read to their baby brother every night before bedtime. Everyone will have a turn each night, and the storyteller will never fail to read with gusto.

“We want our baby brother to be entertained when we read the story, Mummy. If we do not put in effort to read, he will fall asleep.”

Such darlings. <3

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I am just hoping for a smooth pregnancy, and that my little fella will continue to grow well. That’s all I want. Insya’allah.

Preparation wise?
How are we coping so far in this department?

Well, we went to look around for strollers after the detailed scan was done since we still had quite a bit of time to spare before fetching the girls from school. I saw a couple of strollers I liked but I told myself to refrain from being so impulsive. Unlike the previous pregnancies, I think I am more relaxed this time round. (Please stay that way, Diah.) So we will continue to look around some more before deciding on THE STROLLER.

But oh my god, I am just so in love with THE BUGABOO BEE3 STROLLER!bug1

And just look at the Diesel Rock edition! Arghhhhhhhh.

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Let’s just hope it’s infatuation, and not love. Infatuation will come and go, right? LOL.

BUT IT MATCHES MY BAG! HOW LIKE THAT??

 

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Along the way, we also saw some other cute strollers.

Like this MacLaren The Beatles Yellow Submarine stroller, just because “We all live in a yellow submarine.”

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Unfortunately, the stroller is not suitable for newborn babies.

BUMMER.

I also like this denim stroller, also by MacLaren. (Have always had a soft spot for MacLaren strollers.)

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This Mini Cooper stroller is kind of cute too.

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DECISIONS, DECISIONS.

The shopping list is going to be pretty extensive, I suddenly realised. I do not have anything babyish (or boyish, even) at home. I have gotten rid of all their baby stuff like decades ago! Hellooooo? My girls are all already in primary school!

So yes, it is really like being a first time mummy because hey, I am expecting a baby BOY.

For now, I must get myself used to the idea of looking at everything blue instead of pink when we go shopping for baby stuff.

Must not look at those cute little dresses.

Must not look at fluffy tutus.

Must not look at colourful leggings.

Must not look at pretty headbands.

Must be allergic to the colour pink.

BUT IF IT’S ANY CONSOLATION, MY FAVOURITE COLOUR HAS ALWAYS BEEN NAVY BLUE.

Hehe.

I am at my 23rd week right now. That’s almost 6 months of pregnancy, and about 4 more months to go.

Please, pray that everything will go smoothly for baby and me okay? <3

Insya’allah.

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Team Pink or Team Blue?

I should be blogging about my pregnancy, shouldn’t I?

Let me explain why I did not do so earlier.

For a start, the first few months were very challenging for me – both physically and emotionally. If you want the truth, I was not exactly excited about being pregnant again. I was not too keen about starting all over again with a newborn. I kept burying myself under the blanket. I could not smell almost everything which included my husband’s perfume, the bathroom, my mum’s cooking and in particular, the smell of garlic. So my bedroom door and toilet door had to be kept closed at all times. Anyone who broke the rule would have to face my naggings.

SUCH MISERY. 

But wait, there’s more.

Kept feeling nauseous. Kept vomiting. Kept getting headaches. No appetite for anything. Could only take in sweet drinks. I was just too weak for everything. I hated checking my handphone for incoming messages. I hated replying to messages. I did not want to socialize with anyone including my family members. I hate crowded places. I hated talking. I even hated myself. Birthday celebrations were done so in my absence because I said so. And oh, the excess saliva is such a chore – I have to keep spitting it out like every minute or so.

Work wise?

Rejected almost every event that I was invited to.

Kept postponing meetings and appointments.

Went missing from social media for quite a bit.

Fast forward to my 5th month now.

(Can you see my saliva bag? LOL)

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Things are starting to look better. Appetite is slowly coming back. (I can already drink my good ol’ plain water!) Vomitting has stopped. Nausea comes to visit once in a while.

The excess saliva is still ongoing, though. DANG IT. My mum asked me why I like to collect the saliva in my mouth. Haha. It’s not like I purposely collect it in my mouth, mother. My body just produces saliva in excess. It is beyond my control. Sometimes when I get too tired of spitting it out, I will just collect it inside my mouth till my mouth cannot contain anymore of the saliva. Then spit out. On days when I feel like I should not care at all about anything including something called hygiene, I will just gargle the saliva before spitting it out. What? Want to judge me? You can’t- I am pregnant. Hur hur. I So wherever I go, I will always bring a plastic bag for my saliva. Yeah, that’s a good enough reason for me to feel lousy all the time.

But whenever the bad feeling comes, the baby’s tiny hiccups, kicks or punches will always remind me that I have a mini me inside of me. That mini me depends on me entirely. That mini me is the one I bring along with me everywhere I go. That mini me is the one who accompanies me 24/7. So even on days or nights when I feel alone, the truth is – I am actually never alone.

The Nadyas have been really helpful- they take turns to give me tummy massages on a daily basis.

“Mummy, it’s Cocoa Butter time! Come, I massage you now.”

When my headache comes, either one of them or Tatek will give me a good head massage. I am never allowed to carry anything at all when we go grocery shopping – not even my own bag. I used to judge husbands who carry their wives’ handbags. But now my own husband is doing the same for me. LOL. Sharleez will always volunteer to carry the bags of groceries for me if the daddy is not around. I do pity her because the bags can be really heavy at times, and I will end up helping her. But she always insists that she can handle everything. If that is not sweet enough, then I don’t know what is. Meanwhile back at home, Mak is constantly checking to see if there is anything I am craving for or if there is anything she can cook for me.

So you see, everyone is trying their best to accommodate to me, just so that I feel slightly better, if not a lot better.

How could I even complain about feeling lousy in the first place?

(Errr because the lousiness can really get to me and is beyond my control? Duh!)

Something that I always look forward to will be a visit to the gynae because that is when I will get to see mini me jumping, bouncing or even waving at me every time the ultrasound is done. That few minutes is enough to make me all so teary. It does not even matter that everything is in black and white.

This coming Tuesday will be my detailed scan. I have been waiting forever for this day to come – to find out whether I am carrying a baby boy or girl.

Every expecting mother will always have the same copy and paste script –

“It does not matter whether it’s a boy or girl, just as long as the baby is healthy.”

It is true. Honestly, it can get pretty frustrating when people ever so confidently tell you what the gender of your baby SHOULD be. (Like I have any control over this?)

But what do you think?

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JOIN THIS POLL, JUST FOR THE FUN OF IT! 

Wait for my reveal on Tuesday! Insya’allah.

Do pray that everything goes well for me? <3

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7 years later.

I never thought I would have to go through this again.

I mean, I was more than contented the way life was before this. I loved how everything was falling into place. I loved how I had things under my control.

I loved the routines. 

But like they always say, we can only plan so much. Eventually, it is never up to us to decide.

I felt so isolated for the past few weeks. I did not want to be disturbed. I did not want to socialize. I did not even want to touch my handphone. Whatsapp messages were read and replied to like hours later. Some, I did not even reply.

YES, IT WAS THAT BAD. SORRY GUYS.

I missed my period on 5th December. A week later, and it still did not come. I had all the usual symptoms like a splitting headache, sore breasts, and even my bad temper, except that they were tenfold worse than before. The headache for instance, lingered and did not want to go. The sudden and sharp pain was only on one side of my head and when the attack came, it was exceptionally bad around the temple or left eye. That made my temper even worse than ever. Nobody could even talk to me. I had to lie down and close my eyes until the headache got better.

So during our staycation at Changi Crowne Plaza Hotel the other day, I told Tatek that I wanted to buy the pregnancy test kit. He was like, “REALLY???!!!!”

And so I bought the test kit.

Tested and it was a dark blue +….

 

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Yes, at the age of 34, I am 2 months pregnant with #mynumber 4 (HAHA NOT TWINS!) and my EDD is on National Day 2016,insya’allah.

THANKS TATEK! GRRRR.

Meanwhile, my morning sickness is really bad. Really, really bad. I hope it will get better over time.

So forgive me if my behaviour is a bit off on a tangent.

 

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Do have me and my #MYNUMBER4 in your prayers? <3

And oh, you can congratulate me now.

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