Two weeks ago, my sister came to Kuching as school holiday began so she wanted to jalan-jalan first to Kuching before going back to Kudat and thank God that there is somebody willingly to offer a helping hand as i really cannot stand the smell of food being cooked. And then the following week, my father, mother, brother and youngest sister came to Kuching to visit me.
To my surprise, they brought together bintanok dalai (a type of traditional food ; mashed corn that wrapped and steamed in corn husk) and steamed corn all the way from my kampong prepared exclusively by my grandmother. Actually, the story went like this ; a few weeks before they came, i asked my mother how to do the bintanok dalai because i saw my cousin posted a picture of bintanok dalai and i have been wondering how it is made. The last time i saw my grandmother prepared it when i was only 4-6 years old so i cannot remember how my grandmother did it. So i asked my mother but they mistakenly thought that i was craving for it. Haha. Nevertheless, i am still glad they brought all the way from Kg. Kumbatang, Kudat to Kuching. 😁
They stayed here for approximately 5 days ( they arrived here midnight Thursday and went back to Sabah Tuesday night) and during their stay here, i was pampered like a kid! Haha. Anak, you are one lucky grandkid. Everyone is eager to take care of you. LOL. But too bad that on Saturday during their stay, i was sick and basically cannot leave my bed since i vomit continuously since that morning and i have to escape church. And it was all because of the ferrous fumarate that i have to take since i have a low hb in my blood. Too bad, i am not compatible with it and i know that i have to change it before my blood hb will be lower than before. On a bright side, i spent time very well for next Sunday, Monday and Tuesday with my family which actually leaving me very sad when its time for them to go home. From the sound of television is on early morning, the smell of breakfast; first thing when i opened my eyes, sound of computer game my brother played literally for whole day, the sound of laughing to a gossip between my sisters, sound my husband with his game..to the sound of fan and lizard on the ceiling (Plus, there is no one will serve healthy meal for me anymore😢). I literally cried myself to sleep after i sent them back to Sabah. It hurts so bad that it feels like my mother did not buy something that i wanted so bad when i was a kid. Maybe i am being hormonal because you know before this, its very hard for me to feel homesick even if i have been away from my hometown since i was 13 years old.
However, i know this is the sacrifice that i must endure. Being a wife to somebody else means i have to priorities my own small family. Even if i only have N to take care of right now but its just too sad when the thought of leaving him working hard here alone to make money to ensure that there's always food on the table and no one is waiting for him at home come to my mind. I love my family but now, i have my husband and i have to priorities him.
Which leads me to, dear my friends..
When you have time now to spend with your family; your father, mother, sisters and brother, appreciate it. Now the trend goes like this, when you see your friends all are getting married and have kids, you also want to do the same. Cannot wait to get married, being with your husband all the time can manja-manja all the time. But the reality is not easy as you thought, honey. I am not regretting myself married to N but the fact that i realized i have so little time that i have spent with my family hurts me so much. If i can turned back the time, i am still going to marry N but not so fast like this. I want to spend more and more time with them. Everytime i have chance to go back Kudat, i will go back without thinking excuses. I have to be honest, i want to get married because of the trend itself as everyone around me is getting married. I was very confident that i can live without my family but you know i am still struggling to adapt being a wife as well as to control the finance so that at the end of the month, N and i still have money to buy food. My advice to you my friends, time with your family is a treasure. Before being owned by somebody else, please just enjoyed your zaman bujang.
I have not mentioning much about the progress of my pregnancy but anyhow, i have to record this : my due date is changed after the last scan. From, 21/06/17 to 01/07/17. Such a nice date, right?
Until then, good night.
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| After we sent my brother to college. |
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| Never thought i would missing the laughter of this two monkeys. |
POSTED BY Arbie Lynn ON Friday 9 December 2016 @ 08:54
So as i mentioned a bit in my description above, i am going to write down my journey to motherhood in this blog. I used to write in my dayre just like my journey to my wedding but somehow the app is taken up spaces in my phone which caused it to lag. Hence, i decided to write in this blog instead. To begin with, yes..i am pregnant and i have known it all along since i was week 5! Truth to be told, this is far from what N and i have planned for our future plus i just resigned right after my wedding because the scheduled is just not right. I was going to go for a meeting in my previous company HQ in Kuala Lumpur a week before my wedding yet i know that i have so much things to do but i dont think i have time to think about it. So, on an impulse, i sent my resignation letter two weeks prior my last day because i cannot risk my wedding preparation to be in chaos lol. 👅😅
Aah, back to the story, you see my first trimester is ain't easy man. I keep on feeling nauseous for whole day and vomiting but i dont know what is the triggering factor. Even if my tummy is empty, i feel like my body is convinced that there is something to vomit out from me. I have to limit my trip to market or to go for an errand because my smell receptor is so sensitive to food that being cooked. Just like yesterday, my sister and i went to emart to buy things for house, But there was a stall selling fried chicken i felt like "Oh no, the wave is coming. Its here!" So i rushed to my car, while my sister was buying KFC and i literally threw all the things that we bought in the back of my car, take one of the plastic and vomited. lol. I feel my body is so mysterious and act like a bomb nowadays. For a second, i feel nothing. Then, all of the sudden, the wave is coming to me without any alarm. Emotional? Oh yes. I can cry over my dad's fish curry because i missed it so much but i just cant have it here..far from home. (FYI, i am living in Kuching with N while my family currently living in Kudat.)
I have a lot of things to share but i know that i have every single day to share it here so, let it just be the topic for next entry.
Additional story: I missed my favourite English teacher back in primary school and also my childhood bestfriend, Yvonne as i dreamt about them last night. I just wished i can be a kid again just to feel like they both are just beside me, like the old times. For now, i can just say prayer for both of them so that right now they are living just fine and happy with their life.
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| D-day i know that i am pregnant! |
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My source of inspiration. Haha.
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Till next.
POSTED BY Arbie Lynn ON Tuesday 29 November 2016 @ 22:16
If other people keep on changing their Instagram accounts, Facebook profiles or any social media accounts, as for me, i keep on recreating new blog. Well, i dont know why but for me new blog means new boyfriend lol resolution. However, for this blog i will try my best to talk about something that is more informative, less grammar error and less cheesy entry (bear with me, im trying to be matured lol). I dont know if i am going to keep on writing in this blog since i actually have a more convenient and easy way to blog daily on the spot only through my iphone. Anyhow, you can also check on my dayre account but actually dayre is a platform for me to express my very personal feeling, what i do everyday and also serve as a diary through the journey of my big day! I dont want to miss a thing, so i choose to write it in dayre as a memoir.
As i starts off my wonderful beginning with this blog, let me tell you a bit about why i choose my blog's title: Dreamer of the Dream. I just came back from visiting my fiance who currently working as a HO in Hosp Kuching and there, i met my matriculation best buddy back then, Zera. Zera said to me that Kaison was just opened up their new branch in the new mall at Kuching. So, we decided to have our lunch at the new mall and went to Kaison. At Kaison, there was a section of pillows for home deco and i just randomly picked one of the pillows with fancy writing on it saying "I am a dreamer of the dreams." and then that phrase actually imprinted in my mind since i am too a dreamer of my many dreams but i dont do anything to achieve it lol. So for this blog, i might be talking about some of my dreams.
So this is all for my first entry. Will talk again soon since my eyes are too heavy right now and i keep on yawning. Hence, its time for me to go to Dreamland again.POSTED BY Arbie Lynn ON Tuesday 16 February 2016 @ 09:33
