Author: Um Abbas

So, Who’s Gonna Move with Me to Europe?

The end of summer is near, well, at least in Czech and such, not here – here we will enjoy insanely sunny weather for few more months. Even than, it will be sunny. Just not so baking-biscuits-on-a-car hot.
Abbas grew up in strength and voice, that’s for sure (alhamdulilah), went through two rounds of vaccinations already, I went through one attempt to make my husband aware of the risks of that, especially the recent link of MMR vaccine to autism; needless to say unsuccessfully.

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And So It Goes…

I’ve been suffering from some very weird and irresistibly itchy rash which I am currently unable to get rid off and it makes my life rather miserable – Abbas slept six hours yesterday night (which is in my world post-partum a miracle), yet I got almost no sleep as I was wide awake, forcing myself not to scratch my skin off my body, on many occasions failing and scratching to blood and blues.
I have been on a visit to two different dermatologists and both have different opinions and so far both seem to be not so spot on. I’ve got some antihistamine solution to dip myself in which to be perfectly honest doesn’t do a simple thing, and some night creme for whatever purpose, which, so far, doesn’t work either.
Did you ever had that urge to use the razor (which you were shaving your legs with) as a really sharp, and a really fine tool for all that itchiness? Well, I did. That’s how annoying this current condition of mine is. (I didn’t use it, however. I’ve imagined my husband coming home from work and finding me laying on the bathroom floor, in an indecent state, bleeding all over the tiles. All the mess. So I didn’t do it in the end.)




But besides this mysterious eczema we’re fine, lazy and hothothot summer, dusty even.
Abbas is deep asleep on me right now and I am quite positive that the moment I’ll get up to put him in his cot and dive in the bed to catch some shut eye, he will declare a major party time.
Maybe a bath could knock him back to sleep – or have a completely adverse effect. My bets are on the later.

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1 Month, 1 Week, 1 Day Old

And some tummy time exercises. We still got no fancy blanket or pillow for that as my all attempts to order them online from nearby Mothercare failed in various stages. And hubby hates the shopping roundabout, so got to give it another shot before I chase him off to the Avenues.


Abbas doesn’t favour my attempts to let him stay on his belly so far and manages just few odd moments here and there – much more he prefers to be carried around on a shoulder and looking after our backs. Maybe he will grow up to be a bodyguard?
Dori is still fighting vast amounts of jealousy over the attention given to him, although she doesn’t mind our attention deficit as much as strangers, family and relatives melting over Abbas and letting her out of the picture – it’s hard on her the more that till now she was the princess in the spotlight. But equally she seems to love her new brother and care and defend him. I am hoping that the jealousy will go away soon.
Kuwait is starting to suck now as the heat reached it’s peak and that will last for several weeks, or at least two, three months, before (very) slowly dropping back to bearable levels. It’s 9am and 41 degrees of Celsius in shade now. I am quite sorry for all these people working outside these days, especially when dust storms come into the picture occasionally as well.

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Wow… Time Flies By! (When Sleep Depraved.)

Just a drop in with some shameless pictures of Abbas, nearly one month old already!
No time to write nowadays, as he’s a pretty clingy monkey and spends most of the day hanging on me, sleeping, eating or playing, we get only very few moments when he’s content in his Moses basket for a short play time. Which isn’t much of a playtime just yet, only lots of coo and rrruuu and ah! from him, and some smiles too – finally!



Dori is getting used to her new brother though she still finds him pretty boring as he’s no fun just yet.
Me and Abu… well, we would like to get some sleep for a change!

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40 Weeks, Still in Tact

Today is my due date.
Nothing seems to indicate so except the fact it was set on today – baby’s still hanging in there pretty much without a twinge or any sign of an impeding labour. I am huge (like a whale, as my husband lovingly says), I have various kinds of pains here and there but none directly connected to any action, I have Michelin man feet which occasionally turn violet from the edema pressure, and I feel grumpy, fed up and in limbo of sorts. If I didn’t wake up 5 times a night for a wee, I’d say positively I can at least sleep the whole night. But I do wake up 5 times a night to visit the bathroom, so no, not even that currently counts.
Guess I will go overdue like I did with Dori – not pleasant at all, but can’t do much! So, let’s keep on waiting and try to stay positive…

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