Hi peeps!
Hopefully not too late in wishing all Happy Eid everyone!
Spent my Eid in Sarawak, and woohoo, we had fun, only dampen by hubby falling sick on first day of Raya!
Suckssss.
So, on First Eid, we woke up super early (remember here is 1hour early? Yes. Sucks. )
Then we start eating and change to nice cloth and bring bags to the local mosque, and pray the Eid prayer (first time for me! A huge milestone!)
People look at me weirdly, and then my good nature sis in law introduce me as boy's bini (hubby's wife) and they warm up instantly! Like when you press a switch and the bulb is on, yes just like that.
Their frosty demeanor thaw, and welcome me to their embraces and stuff and asking me lots of questions in their language. Great cause I know they are very friendly, not so as I don't understand most. *It's my first day after all*
Then after the prayer everyone hugs and kiss and shake hands, and saying sorry and so on. I spotted hubby and make a beeline to him after that.
We stay to chat and some of the people asked me and him to come to their house *eventhough I do not know their name.*
Then we went to his nini *granma* house and we ate kek lapis and drinks carbonated drinks.
Then we went back.. and fall asleep most of the afternoon cause hubby is sick and I'm accompanying him.*not that he need to. XD *
Then we went to an open house, his uncle house, and we ate rice with meat and eggplant, then I ate mi soto, and ate and ate and ate.
I think the last 7 days of my life in Sarawak is basically where I ate and ate and ate and ate, with carbonated drinks to add more sugar in my blood.
I did not take a single picture. I took 3 pictures of the house, cause my sister asked me to wassap it to her, then na da. I did not take our first raya together, I did not take of the beautiful arts of cakes, I did not take the beautiful beaches when I touch down, I did not take the picture of house that is so freaking big it could easily fit my home, 10x. I did not take pictures!
So there. Don't ask me bout pictures...
I guess I'm too absorbed in having a good time, a great holiday, that I forgot to snap away.
I had fun there, so many interesting people, places and things to do, books to read.
I even enjoy the chores of putting in and out of the goats. Freaking cute baby goat and freaking scary papa goat.
I even had massages! But to help to make my uterus go up a bit. I have no idea how to tell you this, but my uterus dropped too fast *maybe I'm too active* then, it fucking hurts to pee, if I do the squat thing. So MIL brings me to this bidan, and she massage me, asking how many months and all, so I answer 6, but she said it's too big! She said it's probably 7 months now. Zzz.
Baby, please don't be so big that I get traumatized.
But the baby is freaking nice to me right now.
At night if he's too active and I asked him to slow down and sleep, he eventually slow down and let me sleep!
But he'll be very active when I'm working.
Even when hubby is hugging me, he can feel the baby kicking and moving, he's so impressed that he made 'haa!haa!" sound each time the baby is kicking. Freaking cute.
Oh well, I need to go. Tell you later all the fun stuff!
Hopefully not too late in wishing all Happy Eid everyone!
Spent my Eid in Sarawak, and woohoo, we had fun, only dampen by hubby falling sick on first day of Raya!
Suckssss.
So, on First Eid, we woke up super early (remember here is 1hour early? Yes. Sucks. )
Then we start eating and change to nice cloth and bring bags to the local mosque, and pray the Eid prayer (first time for me! A huge milestone!)
People look at me weirdly, and then my good nature sis in law introduce me as boy's bini (hubby's wife) and they warm up instantly! Like when you press a switch and the bulb is on, yes just like that.
Their frosty demeanor thaw, and welcome me to their embraces and stuff and asking me lots of questions in their language. Great cause I know they are very friendly, not so as I don't understand most. *It's my first day after all*
Then after the prayer everyone hugs and kiss and shake hands, and saying sorry and so on. I spotted hubby and make a beeline to him after that.
We stay to chat and some of the people asked me and him to come to their house *eventhough I do not know their name.*
Then we went to his nini *granma* house and we ate kek lapis and drinks carbonated drinks.
Then we went back.. and fall asleep most of the afternoon cause hubby is sick and I'm accompanying him.*not that he need to. XD *
Then we went to an open house, his uncle house, and we ate rice with meat and eggplant, then I ate mi soto, and ate and ate and ate.
I think the last 7 days of my life in Sarawak is basically where I ate and ate and ate and ate, with carbonated drinks to add more sugar in my blood.
I did not take a single picture. I took 3 pictures of the house, cause my sister asked me to wassap it to her, then na da. I did not take our first raya together, I did not take of the beautiful arts of cakes, I did not take the beautiful beaches when I touch down, I did not take the picture of house that is so freaking big it could easily fit my home, 10x. I did not take pictures!
So there. Don't ask me bout pictures...
I guess I'm too absorbed in having a good time, a great holiday, that I forgot to snap away.
I had fun there, so many interesting people, places and things to do, books to read.
I even enjoy the chores of putting in and out of the goats. Freaking cute baby goat and freaking scary papa goat.
I even had massages! But to help to make my uterus go up a bit. I have no idea how to tell you this, but my uterus dropped too fast *maybe I'm too active* then, it fucking hurts to pee, if I do the squat thing. So MIL brings me to this bidan, and she massage me, asking how many months and all, so I answer 6, but she said it's too big! She said it's probably 7 months now. Zzz.
Baby, please don't be so big that I get traumatized.
But the baby is freaking nice to me right now.
At night if he's too active and I asked him to slow down and sleep, he eventually slow down and let me sleep!
But he'll be very active when I'm working.
Even when hubby is hugging me, he can feel the baby kicking and moving, he's so impressed that he made 'haa!haa!" sound each time the baby is kicking. Freaking cute.
Oh well, I need to go. Tell you later all the fun stuff!
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