Tuesday, November 29, 2005


I conceived my sunny Sun during, or rather, despite Euro 2004. And for reasons unknown to me, I got SO taken by one player, Erik Edman. And so I told Yamtuan, that the baby I was carrying would be a boy and he would be named Edman. Don’t care one. And no sane person would argue with a big bellied lady because when we are big in size, we become uh, delicate and our heart gets ‘small’ easily.

Image hosted by Photobucket.com I present to you, Erik Edman!

Later during ultrasounds, Dr Suhaimi exclaimed, ‘definitely a boy, tolobosa can see!’ and I was happy happy because it would otherwise be awkward to name a girl Edman.

Unlike the first pregnancy, carrying him was no easy task. They said I have ‘placenta praevia major’ and so had to be very careful and treated very delicately. The first made my life difficult, the latter made Yamtuan’s life difficult. I could run up and down the stairs all throughout my first pregnancy, I went swimming in PD even when I have reached full term. Fit as a fiddle, strong as a horse. Carrying Edman was an exact opposite. And o-my he was such a boisterous lad. His kicks were painful and his jabs were excruciating and he was heavy too.

At 28 weeks, I bled and so was rushed to hospital. Bed-rest was prescribed and so I ‘changed’ my address and became a ‘resident’ at the ward. I must have read millions of novels, at one point I even borrowed the MO’s text book on obstetrics and gynaecology. It was this really thick and heavy book full of horror ‘stories’. The book was soon ‘confiscated’ by an ObGyn specialist because she said it would only give me unnecessary anxieties. And worrying was not something good for my ‘condition’.

I wrote pages and pages for Edman and I did my ‘rounds’ in the ward, helping new moms in labor or even teaching some how to breastfeed properly. Of course, this was not approved by the doctors. But I was bored!

But everyday I would pray that Edman would stay in me for as long as possible and needed. Having read the textbook, I could name so many ways thing could go wrong, mortality, morbidity etc should he be a pre-term baby. And thanks to the text book, I ate a lot! Because I wanted to make sure the baby would be born big. Bigger baby has better chance, or so I concluded. So I ate dutifully and binged on cheese and anything fatty (excuses!).

Early in the pregnancy, my wish list was a long one. That my baby would be a boy, with straight hair, round brown eyes, fair skin, bright and sunny, etc etc… As days passed by, especially during my hospital-stay, my wish list got shorter and shorter. I didn’t care whether he would be an Edman or not, or anything at all, all I wanted was the child to be born safely and that I would be bersyukur if he just could recognize me as the mother. Come what may, I would love the child just the same. His colour? Shape? Gender? IQ? All did not matter anymore. No matter what his imperfections would be, he would be perfect just the same, and I would be just as blessed because God chose me to be the baby’s mom.

On the morning on 29th November, I bled for the third time and it was pretty heavy. I was 32 weeks or 8 months.

And they wheeled me into the OT. I was given the spinal shot I think but OMG, it wasn’t enough! I could feel every cut!

Edman was taken out soon after. And they showed him to me with all his gooey glory and I saw his tolobosa and I kissed him and said my proper hi. He was of a good size, 2.5kg. He was red and angry and he was perfect too. Incubator all was not needed, thank God thank God.

The pain got worse after that as they had to deal with the messy and sticking placenta. I couldn’t cry out though and so I writhed and trashed myself and it was quite a while before somebody realized that maybe the anaes dosage wasn’t enough. And so they gassed me. And when consciousness slowly came back, I hoped and prayed that I would wake up in the recovery room but alas, I was still in the OT and they have not even closed me up yet! All throughout the ordeal I heard them discussing which open house they would go to after they were done with me! Boohooohooo! I could go on and on describing the pain but that would bore me too.

Because it was hari Raya and after looking at his so melayu colour we sorta shy-shy to name him Edman, so we put Eidman insted. It also made it easier to explain to our mothers why his name so perasan like that. Nama hari raya kan?

Anyways, the gooey eidman baby had his harijadi yang ke-1 yesterday.

At 1 year old, the Sun has 4 teeth, is attempting to stand unsupported and his first words (to my disappointment) are 'kakak' and 'abah'. He is roundish like Bob Parr or Mr Incredible.

His hair is very fine, so fine that if you sniff his head the hair would be inhaled into your nostrils. And it is so curly wurly. Some say his hair is like that of Samy Vellu’s – heavy here, not much there. Some say like P.Ramlee’s.

His skin is very tanned (a nicer way to say it than just ‘gelap’).

His eyes are round and lashes long and very curled too.

And his two upper front teeth are REAL big. And he doesn’t smile, he grins.

I looked at him yesterday and I know now where I have gone wrong. He is no Edman of Hotspurs.

He is Ronaldinho of Barcelona.

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Never mind.


Blogger anedra said...

Happy Birthday Eidman buchuk cayang Aunty Dena! I've never met you but I love u already..boleh ke?

*Oh, and next word will be "AuntyDena".."Mama" can wait"

7:27 PM  
Blogger AuntyN said...

Happy Birthday to Eidman. Hopefully, he will at least be a footballer, ikut his names sake.
Edmand & Ronaldhino tu, OK what?

7:43 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

ronal perfoms better than edman, anyway.

happy birthday ronaldman

7:46 PM  
Blogger Queen Of The House said...

Hahaha I had to laugh at the last bit. You are too funny Ood. Your Eidman's bday comes a day after my son's. Oh, my brother was born a day before raya 31 years ago ... he was named Aidil. But Eidman sounds lagi ... hahaha WORLD!

8:19 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Belated Happy Birthday Eidman and Gid Bless :D

8:25 PM  
Blogger Ely said...

hahahaha, adoi u nvr fail to make me laugh.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY EIDMAN! dah besau anak mama tuh.

ur mom rocks...love u and ur mom and ur family!

8:40 PM  
Anonymous Mrs Amd said...

HAPPY BIRTHADAY EIDMAN . If you admire Edman masa pregnant , mine was Rangga of AADC . My husband definitely against that name or even Nicholas for that matter so we name him Ammar instead .

9:04 PM  
Blogger born-again drama queen said...

Allah selamatkan kamu,
Allah selamatkan kamu,
Allah selamatkan Eidman a/l Ood,
Allah selamatkan kamu.

10:51 PM  
Blogger RojakBuah said...

heppy belated besday Eidman!au cak-au cak..sayang mama...
..nama mmg kelass...kira ni boleh jd geng2 hero ni..Ultraman dan lain2..

12:36 AM  
Blogger atiza said...

itu ler...nih mesti kutuk abis ronaldinho ni..kan ker dah ketulahan..

anywaysss...happy belated birthday eidman.. :)

12:42 AM  
Blogger dr in the house said...

I can imagine you being bored and all, and becoming macik kepoh at the ward, teaching evryone what to do huh.

And reading the obs and gynae book, heheh, that was the limit!

Are you really describing Sun or Rinaldo himself...with big grinning teeth!

12:49 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

dear mama Luther, hey you made me laugh again, just as I want to whinge about you not writing again. This story is a classic, can imagine you being lorat in that ward. - superwoman.

12:57 AM  
Blogger Nae said...

happy first birthday to Sun aka Eidman...may you live to make your mom happy

12:58 AM  
Blogger shidah said...

Happy Birthday Eidman, don't grow too fast, dah besar esok tak leh minum susu cap gantung lagi :)

2:25 AM  
Blogger MA said...

Happy Birthday, Eidman. What a lovely name :-)

You're da MAN !

2:28 AM  
Blogger mommy@lif said...

happy belated birthday eidman! many happy returns :)

5:03 PM  
Anonymous nohachomel said...

hahah...this is cute! Happy belated birthday Eidman!

5:47 PM  
Blogger RedKebaya said...

Hi OOD lovely story and happiest of birthday wishes to the sun k :)

5:58 PM  
Blogger hana_kirana said...

hahahaha.... anyway, happy birthday to Eidman!!!

7:56 PM  
Blogger OOD said...

can i call you aunty Dena too? I feel so bad to just call you your name. How rude of me, sorry ok, auntie?

we have started training him with football. The drill now is how to put the ball properly into the mouth. Of course we use baby-sized ball and he is getting good at it. Yes maam!

ronaldman as in ronald mac donald? I know i said his hair curly wurly, i didnt say big and red!

happy birthday to your Aidil! Maybe we can playgroup them together!! But i warn you, eidman might scare your kid, he DOES have BIG front teeth (yamtuan was born in the year of the rabbit after all..).

7:59 PM  
Blogger OOD said...

ely babe,
no kidding! dah besar dah! When the children are sleeping, i look at them and wonder, not bad... dah BERTAHUN dah i take up the profession, dah patut dapat naik gaji dah! And then i o, abangggggggggg... nak cincin batu permata! and he will go, 'toksah nak membising lah hah!' hehe

mrs amd,
rangga is such a meltdown factor. I happened to be at midvalley when THEY were there for the launch of the movie. yes, i had not-so-sisterly intentions towards him back then... phew! He aaaah... phew!

i am singing with you! Thanks for dropping by, i have visited you too!

yes, marvel hero of some sort kan? The Incredible Eid Man! Woohoooo! With his superpowered robotic front teeth!

itulah pasal! Apsal le i tak kutuk Ricky Martin ke, David Beckham ke, Michael Owen ke... eh, ricky martin tak termasuk dalam group.

dr house,
it doesnt make any difference whether i was describing THE ronaldinho or my little ronaldinho, because it would still be the same. 3 gigi bawah is equivalent in size to his 2 gigi kapak! Maybe gigi kekal tumbuh dulu sebelum gigi susu tak? haha..

oh and, i can do locum at your clinic anytime. Theoretically, i know what to do, dah katam the kitab kan?

8:12 PM  
Blogger OOD said...

yes i was lorat and kepochi the whole month i was there (but i was just being myself!).. i am almost certain that the painful delivery was part of their torture plan. Oh did i tell you that they made me do the ear-squat thing right after the operation too? Did i?

children are such blessings! yes they make you age faster and your blood pressure goes up and they dry up your pocket and then one day they scream at you 'you never undertsand me' and later they want to marry ahli mujik o-my-gawd and etc, yes, what was i saying just now?

*lips quivering menahan tangis*
he has a new game now 'gigit and grin'. Oh i do so look forward to the day that part of the body cease becoming a source of beverage.

8:42 PM  
Blogger OOD said...

mak andeh,
and you are the oprah! Love you!

alif's mommy,
thank you! thank you! i look forward to seeing his first world cup match! Will save tickets for you!

thank you! It wasnt supposed to be ~cute! i wanted to MOVE people, you know i CRIED mengenang nasib (hawhaw)as i described his likeness to Ronaldinho. Sad! Sad! And it doesnt sadden you too? Drats!

thanks! I count my blessings everyday! Thanks!

hana kirana,
thanks! I always think HAri LAhir is what you wishes the mom. The more children the more birthdays you have sepatutnya. The more presents too. Can someone please second me? and give me the choochoo train instead of to him?

8:50 PM  
Anonymous ariel said...


hhahaha i was rolling in my chair silently laughing.. hope that my office mates especially my boss was not suspicious ..ooopsss now you know wat i do during office hours heheh..
Happy birthday to eidman.. well.. no doubt he'd be a man one day and born during eid .. you cudnt have chosen a better one ehhehe
ive not started my bakery project -refer to dena's paperwork proposal- but im sure once i do start i wdnt be short of stories to occupy me hehehe but promise no horror stories k :-P

11:02 PM  
Blogger Nazrah said...

ahhh, the reason i still linger around blogosphere....

your tottenham tolobosa is a classic.funny stuff this one!

happy belated bday to ur ball of energy....

4:46 PM  
Blogger Maya said...

Happy belated B'day to Eidman, Ood. You are proof that the smaller the packages are the more explosive they definitely can be! All that spunk... I fear what genes you have given your kids!

How is mum? Hope she is coping well. Give her my warmest regards and a huge hug from a huge person.

Luv, Maya

6:24 PM  
Blogger Queen Of The House said...

OOdy, correction: Aidil is my brotherlah. Yang bday on the 28th is my son, ALIF(born in 2000, definitely not same year as Eidman). My other son is ADIL (aiyoooo whylah semua nama start with A???) Gigi besar tak pa ... boleh main gigit-gigit.

6:47 PM  
Blogger anggerik merah said...

Happy 1st b'day to Eidman. BIG KISS & HUG FROM ME TO HIM

7:39 PM  
Blogger OOD said...

anggerik merah,
thank you. I hug and kiss you back on his behalf!

*hugssss & Kisses*

why la name them A.. nanti time SPM kena dok depan sekali, time oral exam kena panggil dulu... nervous wo.

me miss you hugely!
mom is recuperating ok. Thanks for asking!

was at klcc just now. I thought i saw you. I am like angau like that. We must hasten next year's summer lah doll!

i could name him The Aid Man, but then he would be We Are The World all the time...
hey, hurry with the baking project. I got loads of stories for you, of course all non-18SG type ;o)

1:16 AM  

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