brown stuff

July 16, 2013 • 21 comments • 3175 views

I never thought of myself as the pantang bun-on-head-and-kain-batik type, but since my sister and sil did it and both moms are adamant on it, why not? 44 days of rest and massages… sounds pretty delicious. The only things I’m grumbling about are not being able to go out and not being able to drink iced drinks!

Anyway, that’s my problem and I shall deal with that by teaching myself PATIENCE.

In the meantime, I thought I’d humor you guys with this. So my confinement lady rubs all these herbs and whatnot all over my body after the massage session. I don’t actually mind it but when it dries up, I leave a trail of herb dust behind me whenever I move or walk. Hehe. You should see my mom’s maid trying to follow me everywhere with a vacuum cleaner and scolding me for walking around the house i.e. messing up her floor.

It’s actually quite disgusting, the thing. It’s all brown with gooey bits a bit like you-know-what.

I asked my confinement lady one time, “What is this for?”

“This is to buang angin and for your slimming so you can get back into pre-pregnancy shape quickly.”

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Wow.

Did not know my forehead was fat.

(Labour story will come soon!)