Saturday, January 28, 2012

KLINIK BANDAR TASEK MUTIARA VS KLINIK BAYAN LEPAS

Seriously aku dalam di lema sekarang.. mana taknya Aku tinggal di Bandar Tasek Mutiara, Inilah klinik yang akan ku bawa anak2 setiap bulan..tapi aku amat dan teramat kecewa dengan service klinik ni.. Maaflah tidak berminat mengaibkan teta[i inilah faktanya..
Bayangkanlah setiap kali check up ku akan datang dapal pukul 8 dan kadang2 pukul 9 pagi.Waktu ku tiba orang di klinik tidaklah terlalu ramai.tetapi servicenya tersangatlah teruk.. LEMBAB dan tak EFISYEN langsung.Di bahagian kanak2, org yang jaga kaunter pun tiada.. buku tertinggal di dalam bakul lama tanpa "arrangement". Nurse semuanya berada di dalam bilik.Lebih kurang 3 bilik digunakan tapi hampir 1 jam..nombor berikutnya masih tidak dipanggil lagi.oh bayangkan ku berada di klinik dalam pukul 9 pagi tetapi hanya dapat pulang selepas pukul 1.10 tghari.. patut ker?Feed back nurse di klinik tersebut, kadang2 mereka sendiri tak sempat utk berehat mkn tengahari. Rasanya mereka perlu memikirkan sesuatu untuk effisyenkan perkhidmatan dorg.
Tapi ku tidak nafikan, layanan mmg baik dan caring.. tapi itulahkalau hampir 1 day kita kena spend masa kat sini.. ber baloikah?

Nak dijadikan cerita, smlm anakku demam selepas dicucuk.. aku pun mmg terlupa utk mintak ubat demam sekali semasa hari cucuk tu, so ku sms baby sitterku utk mengambil ubat di rumahnya.. Beliau telahpun menghantar ubat tersebut ke rumahku.. Tapi atas kesilapan sendiri.. ubat itu rosak sebab semasa aku ingin mencuci botolnya tudungnya terbukak dan masuk air paip ke dalamnya..
So as solution aku pun ke klnik semula utk meminta ubat.. layanannya amat baik, nurse terus keluarkan slip utk mengambil ubat di farmasi klinik tu.. bayangkan pukul 3.30 pm aku meletakkan slip di dalam bakul slip ubat.. pukul 5pm tepat baru ku dapat pulang.. itupun berkali2 ku ulang ke kaunter minta mereka disemakkan ubatku.. alahai bukan susah pun hanya 1 botol paracetamol.. patutnya yg mudah tu di dahulukan lah..alasanku kerana anakku makin meragam.. apa taknya sofea menjerit dan menangis sbb demam , tak sedap badan.. Syuhada pulak sampai boring dok ajak balik..Walaupun mereka meminta maaf dengan bud bahasa akan service yg lembab itu.. serba sedikit aku rasa terkilan.
AKU NI PUN PERANGAI MMG TERUK JUGA..KALAU AKU START MENYAMPAH DENGAN SESUATU PERKARA.. SAMPAI BILA2 PUN AKU AKAN TERUS MENYAMPAH.. KEADAAN TAKKAN PULIH SEPERTI SEDIAKALA..FIRST IMPRESSION...BUATLAH APA PUN
So sekarang ku masih dalam di lema sbb nak habiskan lagi 11 bulan di klinik tu pada masa akan datang.. wp dekat dengan rumah tak sanggup rasanya.
So masih mempertimbangkan semula untuk ke Bayan Lepas semula(klinik semasa tinggal di rumah lama).. wp perjalanan ke sana ambil masa dalam 1 jam, ramai org di sana.. tp cukup effisyen. ku biasa sampai pukul 9 pagi, tapi pukul 10 dah balik ke rumah.
Tapi memandangkan aku bercadang untuk mencari kerja di bahagian Seberang Perai pada masa akan datang,aku perlu mempertimbangkan hal ini sedalam2nya

Inilah klinik Bayan Lepas yang ku selalu kunjungi dulu...Aku masih belum buat keputusan lagi sbb tempat ni agak jauh.. nak kena seberang jambatan pulau pinang pulak. HMmmmm camner ar?



-Qaseh Kita-

Friday, January 27, 2012

MY SWEETY SOFEA DEMAM

Kesian anak mama...semoga cepat sembuh nak.. ma sayang sofea.. sofea makan ubat mengikut jam..
Hari ni asyik tidur jer anak mama
Kesian my sweety sofea demam selepas kena cucuk imunisasi untuk 5 bulan.. First time my sofea demam sejak dilahirkan..
Lena sofea tidur
Syuhada yang tak demam nak jugak pakai cool fever cam adik..
-Qaseh Kita-

PAPRIK DAGING

Paprik daging adalah favouriteku.. Frankly, nilah adalah first time ku masak parik.. hehehe.. puas makan.. alhamdulillah ..syukur dengan rezeki yg Allah berikan
-Qaseh Kita-

Saturday, January 21, 2012

PENANG TO DZMS AGENCY KL

Perjalanan ke kL hari Khamis 12 January semata2 untuk menghadiri casting di DZMS Model Agency. Hanya Qaseh dan mamaQaseh yang pergi.. Sofea tinggal bersama pengasuhnya dan BabahQaseh pulak kerja.
Babah Qaseh menghantar kami berdua di tol Simpang Ampat Pulau Pinang untuk menunggu bas
Qaseh Syuhada seronok sungguh dapat naik bas.. dia tak tahu mama dia paling tak suka naik bas ekspress.. mabuk..
Sampai nak terlelap dia
Sebaik sahaja turun di hadapan menara Maybank , Qaseh Syuhada dah kata: mama, kakak nak makan A&W.. then kat sini tulah kami lunch (dah pukul 3 ptg sebenarnya),
Makan2 berdua ni teringat babah Qaseh dan sofea... sebak pulak rasa di hati..Apa agaknya anak mama Qaseh Sofea dan babah buat sekarang
CAk
Di hadapan Pudu RAya KL..Keadaan tak macam dulu.. tak seronok langsung.. terlampau ramai pendatang asing..
Pudu raya.. banyak sungguh perubahannya.. sempoi
Egronomic
haahha
Bagusnya senang nak tgk waktu perjalanan
LAma dah tak naik LRT-station Bandar Tun Razak (naik train mmg cepat)
Kali terakhir ku naik train, ia masih lagi mrnggunakan kad sebagai tiket.. tapi sekarang dah pakai token
Buat muka.. letih
Haha.. singgah di Bandar Tasek Selatan bersama Ayahcu ku dan Wan yati..
Singgah- Mee Tarik Sup

Qaseh dan Wan Yati
Manja Qaseh dengan Bah cu dan Tok cu
bah cu dan Qaseh serve google utk cr DZMS Agency
sempat lagi berposing dalam kereta tok cu
sampai dah sini..
Qaseh di DZMS Agency
What?? Qaseh nak mandi kat tempat air pancut tu? nonono dear
sampai sudah kLcc.. Jom teman mama pergi Kinokuniya
Cantik deco kat kLcc sempena Tahun Baru Cina
kat belakag Qaseh tu cuma gambar.. tp nampak cam realkan?
Tak sah kalau tak makan ice cream..
Mesin tiket putra LRT ni dah banyak berubah.. nampaknya mmg lama ku tak jejak kL ni.. hahaha kekok jugak pada mulanya.. teraba2.. maklumlah ramai org beratur di belakangku.. masing2 kejar masa
KLCC to Masjid Jamek
Muka merajuk sbb nak balik dah...




Qaseh rindu kat babah dan adik yer

Lega bila dah sampai Penang.. Dr KL turunn Kamunting, then ayah ambik dan terus balik penang.. Thanks to Mama Ana sekeluarga sebab sudi jaga adik...
-Qaseh Kita-

LAMAN FACEBOOK BERGUNA JIKA DIGUNAKAN PADA JALAN YANG BETUL

Sebenarnya banyak perkara yang nakku updatekan dalam blog ni tapi kekangan masa tak mengizinkan..Yerlah sebenarnya diri sendiri yang tak pandai membahagikan masa.
Hari ni bertambah2 ku susah hati kerana cirit birit sofea tak pulih2..
Inilah yang ku poskan dalam facebook:
sapa boleh bantu,anak saya cirit birit sudah tiga minggu, usianya 4 bulan lebih... kami dah pun jumpa pakar kanak2,beliau cuma advice teruskan penyusuan dan beliau bekalkan juga susu tanpa lactosa,pribiotik dan ubat supaya tidak cirit birit lagi (dan supaya tidak dihidrasi), tapi cirit birit ni masih terus berlaku walaupun ubat diberikan secara rutin dan berdisplin... any advice.. plz
..Inilah kebaikkannya laman sosial jika digunakan pada jalan yang betul, untuk berkongsi pendapat. Banyak feedback yang kuterima, salah satunya PM dari friend list ku
Salam wan hanis mcmn nak tau ank cirit birit? Baby gal nk msk 5 bln jgk. Lately ni dia buang air besar kerap tp sikit2,, tp kan, blh dikatAkan pas minum je dia buang air besar tp tgk najis dia mcm normal tp a bit cair.. Wan hanis kan ade p galaman sharela sikit.. Cuma yg sy pasan sy suke godak milo sbb period tkut susu drop. Tq yaB
Rupa2nya baru ku sedari, ku banyak minum milo sejak akhir2 ini coz ku takut bekalan susu perahanku untuk stok sofea drop.thanks Wan Syhaida Wan Hussien..baruku tahu inilah puncanya..milo dengan susu pekat manis, kadang2 dengan krimmer.. anakku tak sesuai kot.
Terima kasih semua kerana banyak membantu dan memberikan pendapat.. saya sangat menghargainya.. Inilah kawan yg baik.. sentiasa ada bila diperlukan.. thanks semua..

Thursday, January 19, 2012

DOA UNTUK MEMPERBANYAKKAN SUSU IBU

Maksudnya:Dan (ingatlah) ketika
Musa meminta air untuk kaumnya, lalu Kami berkata: Pukullah batu itu dengan
tongkatmu! Lalu terpancarlah dua belas mata air daripadanya. Sesungguhnya
tiap-tiap orang telah mengetahui tempat minum masing-masing: Makan dan minumlah
dari rezeki Allah dan janganlah kamu berbuat bencana di muka bumi seumpama
mereka yang melakukan kerosakan.
-Qaseh Kita-

Wednesday, January 18, 2012

Breast milk gives a lifetime of goodness

Story 18 January 2012
By K. LIM (the Star News)



Breastfeeding working mothers (BWMs) are your ultimate multitaskers and production-efficiency experts. Every minute is calculated to ensure optimum output as we juggle work, family time – and the expression of breast milk.


My day would start at 6am and end at midnight. I eventually got used to surviving on five to six hours of sleep a day as the body was conditioned to the lifestyle change. I’d catch up on sleep during the weekends, if time and baby permitted!Having expressed breast milk seven times a day during my maternity leave, reducing it to four times daily when I returned to work greatly decreased my supply. Still, I managed to ensure my baby had enough to be fully breastfed, with a little extra to spare for my older child.Due to work and family factors, my breast-milk expression routine was not fixed. I



started expressing the moment I woke up. At work, I scheduled myself to express during lunch hour. Should there be a working lunch or meeting, I’d do it before the appointment or after. My other BWM friends would try their best to fit in two or three sessions, just to ensure their supply was not hindered. To all of us, it is a matter of pride that our babies are fully breastfed, without the need of supplementing with formula milk.I am lucky to be working for a caring company, which set up a “baby room” for mothers to express breast milk in privacy and comfort. Certain floors are equipped with refrigerators, making it convenient to store milk during office hours.The hour spent in the baby room opens a whole new social life for BWMs, some even view them as their support group. When time permits, the mothers share stories and tips on motherhood as well as on breastfeeding and breast-milk expression.Such “mummy talk” while the task is in progress is a wonderful way to get things off our chests (no pun intended!).As a Chinese mother, my return to work after maternity leave was filled with mixed emotions. Talking about breasts and breastfeeding was embarrassing and uncomfortable to me. The moment I started talking about it all eyes would be on my chest. It took some getting used to.But the more I spoke about it the more it educated my colleagues and gave them a whole new understanding of the world of working parents. Even my male colleagues who were fathers-to-be appreciated the openness with which I dealt with the subject as they, too, wanted their wives to provide the best for their babies. But not all my colleagues were as empathetic.



My former head of department, although a mother herself, had the perception that BWMs were less productive than pregnant women. She seemed to have forgotten what it was like to care for babies.I had to endure her snide remarks during the one year when I regularly excused myself from after-work outings, weekend events, outstation visits, teambuilding exercises and overseas travels. She felt that my life was restrictive and I wasn’t as committed to my job as the others were.Thanks to understanding and considerate colleagues, I got through the rough days as they sought ways to help me out. My manager, for one, did not encourage working late. Hence I could make it home before 7pm each day with the milk expressed during lunch. Then I’d have two more sessions with the breast pump – predinner and right before bedtime.



My manager, who experienced less success with breastfeeding, was really supportive. She made sure I continued on with mine as she believed in the importance of breast milk for all babies.The evening hours spent at home invariably involved a daily report on my children from my mother who cares for them during the day. The doting grandmother would relate the number of feeds and diaper changes, baby’s bowel movements, latest milestones and my toddler’s behaviour for the day.



These were moments of relief tinged with regret, as I rued the time missed with my kids. Yet I felt extremely lucky to have my mother looking after them. At home, I went about my tasks as briskly as I did at work. All arrangements for the following day must be done the night before as bottles and breast pump were washed, sterilised and packed for the next day. It was a routine I lived by religiously for a year to ensure the best for my baby.Being a BWM takes courage, dedication and commitment.



The BWMs in my workplace all share these traits as we strive to build our nation’s future starting with breastfeeding our babies. It wasn’t easy but we took one day at a time.I retired as a BWM just before Christmas when my baby turned 18 months old. It was a time filled with pride, joy, relief, yet with a little regret when I stopped giving him what nature best intended. But I think I deserve to store away my breast pump and enjoy motherhood as he charts a new milestone in his life – learning to speak.I will always look back on my BWM days with immense satisfaction. A mother’s few months of sacrifice is a baby’s lifetime of goodness.



-Qaseh Kita-

New purse


Thanks to sayang di atas hadiah "purse" baru tadi..ma mmg suka sangat purse ni.. syg abg..
-Qaseh Kita-

Wednesday, January 11, 2012

Casting

Esok ku akan turun kL untuk bawa anakku ke sesi casting di sebuah model agency..
Semoga semuanya akan berjalan dengan lancar..
-Qaseh Kita-