confinement diet

i am sure many would be wondering how to go about confinement diet... i guess i will share with you some valuable information that you can practice in addition to your mother, mother in law, step mother, sister, sister in law, auntie, neighbour's tips...

my source of information is my mother, grandmother, sister, mother in law and the list goes on...add google to this list!

- bath with real hot water...
- drink ginger tea made with a teaspoonful of dried ginger powder and boiling water.. add some rock sugar, if you want...
- drink smashed and boiled red dates water (remove the pulp)...
- drink extracts from blended fresh turmeric (remove the pulp)...
- drink/eat fenugreek in whatever form you can... i put a teaspoonful in my mouth and drink as much water.  some would make a tea from dried blendered fenugreek...
- eat spring chicken cooked with post partum mixed herbs (get it from indian grocery shop) and ginger/garlic/fresh turmeric/galanga
- eat spring chicken soup with the same as item 4 but add dried longan (get it from the chinese sensei shop)...

i shall add to this list soon...

the best thing is to google and read up...decide on a method that best suits you and your lifestyle...i prefer the grandmother's way for my mom does it that way...it bonds the mother and daughter like no other period in a lifetime...

don't forget to keep yourself warm, engage the services of midwife for a good massage (not those relaxing massage for there is no value for money) and rest well.

miss nadia nasira lost her first tooth

i wasn't prepared for this.... not at her age... i thought it was too soon... there goes another turmoil within me asking questions like had i gone wrong somewhere somehow.... is she getting enough calsium... the four Wives and a Husband kind of questions...

 

miss nadia nasira complained that her bottom tooth (one of the first to appear) was shaking.  i was shaken inside.  i asked her to leave the tooth alone and not to meddle with it.  in August 2012, she came to me with the tooth...

 

i asked every dentist i know whether it is quite normal for a child to lose her first tooth at the age of 5 and a half.... apparently, yes to some and no to few... of course, i am a babycentre mum and therefore this link made my worries a little less... nevertheless, i started increasing her calsium intake...

 

not long after that, while her permenant tooth was growing, she lost her second teeth in October 2012... so, that is the story... she had lost her first two teeth that first appeared at the age of five and a half.... here's mummy's challenge to ensure that there is enough calcium intake to ensure strong bones and teeth...

 

 

aglio olio

 

this is my favourite... and i am still working at making the best aglio olio.... thank heavans for the italians for coming up with such a simple dish that is so filled with goodness... here is my original... will look for more ingrediants to add...

 

so for now, here it is...

 

garlic, lots of it... note: it is anti bacterial agent...

 

 

prawns...

no mushrooms so i added gratted carrots...

not to forget spagetti...

italian chilli paste.... not sure when i can get it again...i love them...

italian herbs...

i sneaked in some sesame since the goodness is wonderful for the children...

the magic of italian cookings... olive oil...lots of it adds to the taste...

the final product....

my children loves this and thinks mummy is a wonderful cook... let's make this more tastier the italian way....time to google...

precious moments...

there are days in my life that i want to be alone... these days, private moments are rare and precious...

 

i used to having such days so many years ago....while waiting for my friends, i would sit at my favourite cafe at the KLCC twin towers having my favourite jasmine tea and watch the world walk pass me...  these are moments when i would reflect on a lot of things... people, life, religion etc...

 

this morning, i had the opportunity to enjoy my private moments again... only that i shared it with someone across the globe on facebook...

 

since the cafe at my office building had been closed for renovation and my breakfast partners are either away or didn't call, i drove to gerai kak noor which is at workshop where only the workshop and despatch boys go.  kak noor serves the best food in the entire HQ office.  i sat there at the little open stall eating roti jala and drinking hot tea... it tasted heavanly. 

 

from where i was sitting, i could see the lrt track and trains to and from bangsar station passing by non-stop signifying the time that is ticking by...i could see the skyscrapers around mid valley city, one of the city's prime area soaring the sky, symbolising all that is not of the little stall i was sitting in... yet, i felt so comfortable sitting there wishing i could eat nasi kerabu (i eat big breakfast)...while having a monolog with someone in the other side of the world...i didn't even know he replied my messages as i did not refresh to see if he had replied...thus, the monolog....

 

i was thinking of my dad...my dear dad.... the words his doctor uttered to me yesterday made me cringe with pain... he is slowly going downhill... i want to be with him when he breathe his last....i pray to Allah to make that possible for me, insya Allah... i am his pet, yes, i am.  tears roll when the flashbacks of all my memories with him play before my eyes... i see me the little girl...the moment when i would sleep in his bed knowing that he will not move me to my own instead would sleep hugging me...i see him picking me up from my primary school sports activity telling me not to wear knee length pants ever... i saw him standing outside the hall when i went to pick up my main exam results and showed him the sheet with tears rolling down my cheeks... it was one of his proudest moment when he saw his pet had gotten a stream of As...

 

i finished my tea, looked at the trains and the skyscrapers... i looked at my mobile to see if i had any facebook messages....i picked up the car key and left the stall... thanking God for the tranquil serenity of the private moment God had granted me this morning...

 

yet, however precious these moments are, i hate to be alone on a permenant basis... i hate emptiness, i hate loneliness... i am thankful that i am surrounded by my family and friends... thank you God...