My babies are both sick. Since Ahmed joined the nursery he started getting sick on an average of once every two months. It's always the same thing- fever and sore throat. And it's always the same remedy, Amoxicillin and Coughing Syrup. His immune is really affected cuz of all the antibiotics. He loses so much weight and it becomes a struggle trying to get him back into his normal weight.
So he is sick again and Yazi isn't feeling well. I took Ahmed to the docs today to hear the same yada yada yada...
Dropped him off at home then went to see my own doc. I've completed my 40 days after delivery and it's my follow up appointment.
She says everything is well but she was quite disappointed that I haven't lost that much weight. I confess it isn't as easy as I made it sound in the previous post.
I get hungry all the time. I need to eat more often instead of the three usual meals.

Onken makes the best yoghurt in the whole world. It's creamy, heavy, utterly delicious that I am officially declaring every calorie in it so worth it. If you love yoghurt please try this! you won't be sorry...

I am working out everyday and the good news is I lost weight and inches in different parts except (here comes the bad news) except.. from my tummy. So now the illusion is I gained more weight cuz my belly really shows after losing the weight from all over.
I guess it just means I need to work on my sit-ups more.



I went to my college after years of my graduation for our first alumnae meeting. The turnout was disappointing. I was hoping to see many of peers but none except one showed up.
I don't understand why no one bothered showing up. I mean you lose touch with people after graduation, you'd hope that an event like this would bring us back together.
It was great seeing my teachers again. I loved it. I rarely keep touch with them but it was nice just sitting there remember the old days. I loved college. I enjoyed being a geek. I loved getting As on my projects. I loved being the president of the student council. I loved everything.

I've been home for 6 weeks now and I am loving it. I've redecorated many parts of the house which I was never able to do because of work. I've completed work on my bedroom, the nursery, the tv room and the kitchen. Next project is the storage room. It's a total mess.







I am also working on creating my Yazi's record book. I will reveal it once I've completed some sections of it. It's still in the working.
Ahmed had a beautiful record book where I captured all the weeks of my pregnancy. I didn't do anything for my little girl. It's about time.

{ Mariooma
Alf mabrook on your graduation. I am very proud of you. I knew you could do it. Thank God after all the hours of lecturing you did it.
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A spider Ahmed made in school.. i mean nursery.. so cute!

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You'd think things would get better. Well you thought wrong.
I've tried all your advices and they have provided temporary solutions but it didn't sustain.
My family thought I was exaggerating especially after reading my previous post; my brother came over last night and noticed Ahmed's reactions to everything. It's very hard. He tried distracting him by telling him they'll go to the park but he totally refused because he wanted to stay with me.
I tried involving him in the process of changing diapers and helping with things around the house but it's a no-no.
The other issue is, I am very short tempered these days. I guess it’s the lack of sleep. I just can't take him being spoiled all day. I am still hoping he will get out of it. Jealousy isn't cool!

There are days where things are just bearable and I think they'll get better but they don't. Staying at home all day isn't helpful either.
I am bored to death.
I spend most of my mornings sleeping because Yazi stays up all night. I am trying to fix her sleeping to fit a more reasonable one and I think it's getting better.

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I've watched TV and now I am watching all the reruns that I've watched before. I ordered many movies off Amazon but I just don't feel like watching TV anymore.

So what happens when you are uaeyah, you are bored to death, and you're stuck at home with lots of free time?
The combination of so much tv (episodes of clean house and the biggest loser) starts acting up. You start cleaning and working out.

I found clothes with their tags- funny thing is: I bought them years ago! and never wore 'em!

Oh My God! I drove the maids crazy in the past couple of days. I donated more than half of my wardrobe to charity. I threw out many cosmetics cuz they've been sitting there like forever!
I redecorated my dressing room. Got rid of some shoes and cleaned up. It's spring cleaning a tad late.

So now that I am done with the cleaning; I am busy getting myself back in shape. With Ahmed I didn't really care. It took me almost 14 months to do something about it.
Now, I am not willing to let myself go like that. I've started working out this week. I've been doing a lot of stretches with Cindy Crawford.

Yup! lots of reading too!

I've been to the spa for slimming massages (not sure if they work, but at least they're comfy).
I can't really do anything about my food. It will affect the milk supply. I eat very healthily so I am not going to change much. I'll probably just increase my green and fruits intake. Stop having rice and pasta for awhile.

I need to lose about 15 kilos. My doc says I need to lose only 7. 15 will take me back to size small (36). I feel fortunate though- with Ahmed I worked on losing 35 kilos in 3 months! It was a no-nonsense programme that I created for myself. After the miscarriage, I needed to pick myself up and I wasn't very happy with my figure. I worked out for 4 hours a day (two hours of cardiovascular, an hour of resistance training and the remaining hour was for stretching).
I only ate veggies and proteins.
I lost a lot of hair but after getting back in shape it was just an amazing feeling. My cousins thought I had liposuction. The reactions I got were just aaaah.. so worth all of the work.
Some last saw me when I was a size 48 and all of the sudden I was a 36. I am so motivated to do it again. I am seriously working it out. My doc is amazing by challenging me. Everyone around me says it's too early but she says I can totally start working it and I should do it right away.

Got this for someone.. I will let her try it out and we'll check the results.. I can't take pills.. doing it au natural!

My advice to everyone who had a baby, if you had a normal no complications delivery then don't wait for months to start working out. Just do it. I am talking of experience here. You will just be building up the weight and it will be even harder to lose. I am not saying obsess about it- just don't let yourself go. Keep a realistic deadline, eat healthy, workout, and with the right will you will be able to go back to your pre-pregnancy size.

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In the previous post, Lolitt asked a very critical question- What's Ahmed's reaction to the baby?

Let me bore you with a little bit of detail so you understand the extent of the situation we are in today.

It all started a few months back when I wanted to prepare Ahmed for the arrival of the new baby. The first thing I did was to move him out of our bedroom. He used to share a bed with us till January. I didn't want to separate from him after the arrival of the newborn.
I didn't want him to feel the newborn was the reason he is out so I had to do it as soon as possible before delivery. Honestly it should have been done a year ago but with the frequent traveling of my husband, I was selfish and it was always nice having someone to cuddle to at night.

So I got him a bunk bed that is big enough to allow me to lay with him till he fell asleep. I got him Barney bedding so he'd fall in love with it instantly. Needless to say it has been shocking for him since we shared the same bed for the past 36 months.



It took awhile for him to get used to it but within several weeks he was ok.
I then had to go through the hard conversation of expecting a sibling. I sat with him the other day and pointed at my belly "Habeeby, mommy has a baby inside, you are going to have a new baby brother or sister". He stood silent for a minute. He then had tears in his eyes and asked "Mama Why?"

It was then I realized I had an issue to deal with. A serious one.

I dedicated the following weeks into getting him prepared for the arrival. I bought him books on big brothers and read him stories but with the date getting closer, some issues arose.

Ahmed was already potty trained and he only wore diapers occasionally. He went back to diapers full time. He had also stopped the bottle but went back to drinking from his bottle again. He became more emotional. He cried over everything. He refused to sleep on time. He'd throw things all over the room. And he'd shout and scream over very silly things. I was getting really worried as those were signs he was having a reaction to the news.

I paid him a visit at his nursery and discussed it with his teachers who have been truly very supportive. They decided to involve more kids in the process and have them talk about their little siblings and share the experience with Ahmed. They also read more stories to him.
Well he didn't go off the bottle and he is still in diapers but his crying has lessened and he expressed more by talking instead of merely crying.

So I went into labour- bla bla bla. Ahmed paid me a visit 6 hours after delivery. Lucky for me, Yazi was taking her first bath so she wasn't in the room with me when he walked in. We spent some time together. I gave him a little box wrapped in colorful paper and told him that Yazi brought him this gift. He didn't react. He didn't even open it at the time.
My brother then said he'd take Ahmed to see his sister. Ahmed got excited about that and headed out to the babies changing room in the hospital.
He came back very happy saying "I am a big brother" I was so relieved. He opened his gift and was very happy with it.


The following day he came in and saw me breastfeeding her. That took him awhile to grasp. He started asking questions and I answered as many questions as I could. It seemed that things were getting better.

Now that we are home we have different encounters with his mood on a daily basis.

When he hears her cry he runs to me and holds me tight so I wouldn't carry her.
When she has milk he asks to be fed from the other breast.
When I try to put her to bed, all of the sudden he is sleepy and if I don't attend to him I would spend the following 3 hours begging him to sleep.
If she is carried by anyone other than my mom or me; he has a tantrum.

The solution so far is to get him as busy as possible. I have my husband and brothers around all the time to take him out and to spend more time with him.
I try to spend time with him but the first few weeks after delivery are very hard. I want to sleep when the baby is sleeping to get some rest. I am still recovering from delivery so it will take a bit of time. I need all the help I can get.

It feels that I have exhausted all ways to deal with this situation. Sometimes I feel he's just making it up. I mean he would be crying his heart out and all of the sudden when he gets what he wants the tears just dry up instantly and he is back to normal.

I've been reading about how to deal but nothing seems to help. Some things seem to work but then if I try them again they fail. All the ideas are just one time useable. If you know of someone who's gone through this, then what did they do?

Share your thoughts. I am going nuts. I am tired of carrying both babies at the same time. I can't do it anymore.

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