My pantang was over last Saturday.
I started the day with having an egg sandwich with a mug of tea – two no-no food/drink during confinement.
Since the weather was splendidly-oh-so-sunshiny yesterday, I decided to take Mak along with baby Humaidi out shopping while hubby took care of Huzaifah at home. Mak wanted to buy some souvenirs and she had expressed her desire for a return trip to “that big 100 yen shop we went to last year”. The big 100 yen shop she meant is the 7-floor Daiso 100 yen hall in Funabashi, Chiba, which is about 45 minutes from our home by bus (to Asakusabashi) and train (JR Sobu line from Asakusabashi to Funabashi).
I did not bring the baby stroller to carry Humaidi, instead I asked Mak to help tying the knot for a traditional sling using kain batik. Hah, it’s very Indon like, if you ask me, but I like having my two hands free and not worrying about carrying the stroller up the stairs at the train station (there’s neither elevator nor escalator at Asakusabashi eki).
Right after we finished shopping, we went to a Tenya just across the road. Mak had jou tendon while I had a plate of mix tempura – prawn, squid, fish, pumpkin, eggplant and snap bean. All save for the fish were no-no food during confinement. Not to mention the free flow ice cold tea. The prawn tempura tasted especially delicious, perhaps because I’ve been tempted with prawns a few times before. The two big pieces of juicy ebi-furai for congratulatory meal in the hospital, the mouth watering sambal udang in Taj Mahal the previous week plus some home made sambal udang by Mak at home…
By the way, alhamdulillah, a thorough check by the gynae a month after Humaidi was born, confirmed that everything is fine with me. I miss not having any tukang urut or a traditional bidan around though, if only to get second opinion.
Humaidi too is growing well, alhamdulillah. He hasn’t gotten any immunization injection yet, but he has gained over 1kg since birth. He has learned to suck much better now compared to the first few weeks when I had to pump my milk for him. Unfortunately I am not producing enough milk to breastfeed exclusively, but so long as I get to feed him, I am not complaining. I already lost that connection with Huzaifah, so I really appreciate the opportunity I have right now.
Actually I am appreciating and re-appreciating a lot of things now that the confinement period is over- including a small pack of Green tea Haagen Dazs in my fridge waiting to be consumed soon after I post this entry…
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