Today both me and Abah made our trip down to Dr Aziz's Clinic at Kembangan Plaza. I think it has been almost 4 years since we stepped into the clinic. Before anyone start guessing the wrong stuff...I AM NOT PREGNANT!!!...There I said it! But these 2 men kept saying the 'P' word the moment they met...I have to keep telling them to stop encouraging each other to discuss the 'P' word. I am surprised that they can get bonded rather easily over this issue. Stress RabakZ.

And I don't know whether this is a sign for something but this morning, the boys were watching Discovery Channel and the programme was about child birth. They actually kept still watching how the baby was delivered! Later Danish said the baby came out from the mummy's back side. Isshhhh!!!

I felt just like the time when I went down for my pre-natal checkups during Muhammad's and Sabryna's time. What a weird feeling...

The most funniest moment I could remembered was when both the Doc and Abah went missing at East Shore Hospital just when Sabryna was ready to meet the world. Nurse frantic gila somemore can asked me to 'stop breathing' til she could get hold of both of them. When both walked into the room, satu-satu punya muka macam tak bersalah gitu. Poor nurse!!!

Anyway..its amazing to see that the Doc does not age so much except for the grey hairs. I remembered when we were at VJC, we girls practically stopped and stared at how cute he was when he came to fetch the wife. He gave us his email address to keep in touch when we move away. Also he still never stop praying I get pregnant AGAIN!!