Week 10 : Sobfest

I have been trying to juggle all-day sickness and my puasa. It’s tiresome when the things you eat at sahur come back up just as quickly as they went down, leaving you with an empty tummy and gas build-up. I think my tummy is showing a lot earlier, since it’s Round 2 and I didn’t really manage to lose the flab from Round 1. Looks like the kangaroo pants will have to come out after Raya.

I was driving from work to mum’s house last Friday and the radio station was playing some Raya songs.. I started singing along to Saloma’s ditty (you know, the one with “Mintak mak kuih sepotong, saya mau makan kerna perut kosong..” ) Two lines in and I suddenly burst into tears.. There I was, sobbing at the wheel while driving on the highway.. I think it’s equal parts nostalgia and good old-fashioned pregnancy hormones..

I felt tears pricking my eye (again) when I finally caught Petronas’ annual Raya ad.. They’re usually heartwarming or sentimental or funny.. At a time when I could burst into tears at the drop of a hat, they come up with the saddest Raya ad ever about filiality and giving back to your parents.. Just thinking back on it makes me choke up already.. *sniff sniff* I foresee a lot of damp tissues in my near future..

We are taking a long time off this Raya, visiting relatives in Negeri Sembilan, Melaka and Kelantan.. A 6-hour drive with a hyper-wriggly baby strapped into the car seat and a nauseous pregnant lady.. This should be interesting.. So, Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri and Maaf Zahir Batin to everyone.. Drive safe y’all..