Wednesday, May 6, 2015

life comes from me part 1

Okaaayyy fattah is asleep. Now it's time for me to solat, take my supplement and pump my breast to stimulate them to make more milk. I just HAVE to explain that. Haha. I've been thinking of reading before going to sleep since i still have loads from BBW, hubby strictly remind me to finish them before buying new books. Hmm, but i just got too tired from all day with fattah. Zzzz

Really. No kidding. Having a kid is mooooreee tiring than working. I know this because i used to have a job that is less- a bit less worse that an ER surgeon. Let me give you a low down.

My job start at 7.30am. Yes, you read it right, 7 frickin 30. The factory runs 24/7 so the engineers have to be on top of things. If we get in late few minutes, pay will be deducted. Factory world baby, each minute is like gold. No minute to waste. And i go back home at 7.30pm. We get to go back at 5.30pm, but we actually cant. Haha. Because mostly problem arises by 5.30pm. Hmm. Sometimes i go back home at 8pm. Everyday is like dat. Mostly at work, i dont usually sit at my desk, i went to production line, measure products, meetings, problem meetings, meeting clients, meeting supplier. Phew. That's why we all get free phones with paid bills. Easy to be dragged into problems. Sometimes i even forgot to pee, and when i do remember i almost cant hold it in.

Lunchtime was like heaven for us. The looong awaited break. We make full use of the 1 hour given. The only time we get to be sane. Then back to fighting fire- like my old boss always said.

When i get home, eat whatever i can, sometimes just drink milk, took a shower and sleep. We dont have cuti semester, cuti sekolah, cuti raya also have to negotiate. "who wants to save their leave and come back work early?" yelled my boss.

Sometimes, when you were sleeping at night, you get a phone call, "line down! Line down!" and you have to go the factory at 1am to settle the issue. Then at 7.30am you still have to clock in to work.

Few of my friends, first time mothers claimed "penat la jaga baby, lagi penat dari kerja". I feel you. Nothing beats my work schedule for the past 3 years than taking care of a baby. Go hug your mum or buy her something nice, because she has gone through with more than 1 baby. Kudos.

P/s: im typin while pumpin. Multitaskin'

Here's my baby. Photo-ed today.

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