Husband went to Japan for 13 days and left me with the kids.

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In my HoboMinci

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Yup. He was 3,188 Miles away. I had to make it work. In fact, I was already planning on how to go about my daily activities a few weeks back. My main concern with Mr Husband being outstation was SECURITY for me and my kids.

My second concern was of how well I could perform my duties as a wife and mother to protect MY AMANAH. And this not only involves protecting the kids but also our home, his stuff and of course – MYSELF.

 

 

THINGS I DID FOR SECURITY

  1. KNOWING HIS WHEREABOUTS –  stalking my husband through Watsapp. I made sure I knew his flight details, his place of accommodation or person of contact during his stay in Japan. This part was kinda easy because Mr Husband likes to send a lot of photos and voice messages through Watsapp. Therefore, I had a rough idea of what he is up to there. I could also in turn update him regarding the happenings around the house (like our leaking water pipe in front of the house) and about our munchkins. It was also important for me to identify key people who could help troubleshoot my problems should I encounter any. These were my parents in law of course who stayed nearby.
  2. WENT GROCERY SHOPPING EARLY – I stocked up on non-perishable goods and big stuff like juice boxes and rice packs. And toiletries that may be on low supply for the next few days. Canned items. Ninie’s milk powder and baby wipes. Technically, things that require muscles to carry them because I do not want to burden myself to do all these things later with Baby Ninie in a carrier.
  3. SETTLE ERRANDS – for instance, opening up a bank account (Tabung Haji) for Ninie. Or fueling up the car.
  4. HANG MY LAUNDRY WITH INTENT TO SHOW OFF – meaning I hang up Mr Husbands clothes as well. His work shirts, his pants. I even put out his Size 9 shoes and slippers (or is it a 10?) outside the door. Just so potential burglars could think twice before attempting to break in.
  5. SLEEP IN ATTIRE READY FOR A FIGHT OR FLIGHT RESPONSE – full pants with my hijab nearby. Complete with bra. My car keys at hand, just in case I need to sound the alarm to scare away threats. Some says I’m paranoid. I call it being prepared.

THINGS I DID TO PROTECT MY AMANAH

  1. THE KIDS. Apart from ensuring the kids are safe at all times, I also have to make sure they are clean and well fed. It can be tricky with Ee hence the reason why I resorted to making Bento. Hoping to spur that appetite of his.
  2. THE HOME. I was tempted to just postpone laundry and cleaning till the days for him to come back draws near. However, a dirty abode will attract negative spirits and JINs, so I had to keep up with the cleaning. And I get to mop more frequently than ever.
  3. THE WIFE. Which means I had to protect myself from the seducing words of men.  kang tergoda. Not that I’m drop dead gorgeous but we never know with the works of Shaitan. Never ever allow a man to enter the home even if he is from the water company. Or Poslaju. For safety reasons too of course. In short, jaga kelakuan diri sendiri jugak. Jangan nakal. Dont install wechat no matter how lonely. huk huk.. 

Alhamdulilah. Nothing horrible happened during Mr Husbands absence. It was a bit exhausting though with the baby and from the adrenaline, as I was always in a Hyper Vigilant state. I was so glad when it was over. Takut weyyyyyy kalo ada anak. 

Mr Husband bought us souvenirs. I got 2 new Coach handbags, an Italian leather purse, cute socks and a Baby-G watch. With plenty of Meiji chocolates. Ee also received lots of goodies – Tamiya cars, Bento containers and swords. Ninie had pretty dresses!

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I have another stint of Mr Husband being absent again soon. He will be performing the umrah with his parents and sister. (my social support all going for umrah.. *cry blood). It will be more challenging afterwards because my leave was only granted for 3 days out of the 7 I applied for. Mana aku tak stressssssss. But I believe in miracles. I will find a solution to make it work. I always do.

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Ramadhan 2016 : Yes we can

Some people need their whole life to change for the better. Or a series of unfortunate events.However, some very lucky people need only one Ramadhan to turn a new leaf.

Embracing Ramadhan is like celebrating a new year. It provides opportunities for a person to be the best version of themselves. Including myself. Just like my previous Ramadhans, I have goals I intend to achieve in this holy month.My preparations are now at 70% and I hope that everything would be done by tomorrow.

Some of my goals include;

Reading the Quran more and upgrading the quality of my Solat

My little pink Quran has been void of love recently. Although I have been telling myself to at least read Surah Al-Kahfi every Friday or a Yassin at least, on a Thursday.. it rarely materialise. So yep – hoping for a more consistent reading habit this month.

Perhaps I can learn more about #quranjournalling. As how my counterparts are doing for #biblejournalling. 

I will definitely be missing out on Tarawih again at the musolla this year. I used to feel ‘inadequate’ by not going to the masjid to perform Tarawih. But later I learnt that Tarawih is better done at home for the ladies. Come to think of it, I couldn’t agree more.

I could solat in my own pace. Nak rehat sekejap in between the rakaat to drink air tebu? GO ahead. Need to breastfeed the little one? NO problem. If my memory serve me right, we ladies can even perform Tarawih in a sitting position if we are dead tired – bearing in mind this ruhksah is only for sunat prayers and that the pahala for this deed will be halved.

“Those with the greatest power must protect those without.”

Charity. I envy full time social activists who get to focus solely on ‘giving’ their effort and time to help the less fortunate. But lets not be dismayed. In my case, some people of the general public still believe that they appear to help people more if they are doctors or policemen. Whereas, there are many ways or avenues as to how one could help another member of the society.

It helps to also not compare the scale of your personal charity to others. Tak bolehlah nak compare dengan Islamic Relief, Telekung Project et cetera… settling hutang 555 at your own kedai runcit is charity, providing drinking water is charity, helping to clean an old lady’s house is also charity. In fact, any form of action done with ikhlas and ends with some sort of benefit to others – is to me charity.

 Learn to give  – be it in money, time or kind. And teach your children to do the same. 

Looking at my past ‘records of charity’ – I find that I tend to get involved in those that required funds. I can work with that. Although I don’t have a cash cow, I still have a few money generating activities up my sleeve.

Cook better

I couldn’t stress this enough. I was looking at my work roster this month and I couldn’t help chuckling at my shift arrangement. Nih nak suro aku pandai masak ke apa.. byk syif pagi. Muekekeke. I cleared my pantry of expired items, cleaned the fridge, scrubbed the stove, stocked on spices and even rearranged my table tops. And now I am planning menus.

I was telling a few friends last month that if I am successful in making kuah kacang, I would invite them to my house for Raya meals. On second thought, perhaps I should be oncall during Eid. Hehehe..

Finally, try to enjoy Ramadhan. You would enjoy being an angel for the whole month. Insya-Allah.

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please give this to Natasha..

I bought a new set of cleaning tools – a mop and a broom. I wanted to get The Magic Mop but it was not on discount. To pay MYR 100 was breaking the bank even though the saleslady bragged about it being imported from Korea. I was not ready to bestow upon Natasha such fancy gifts. Not yet.

I cleaned my old set of plastic dishes, plates, cups and utensils.Mr Husband collected our old rugs and dusted it evenly – he bought new bed sheets though. I think I almost had everything covered and finally said to Mr Husband, “please give all of these to Natasha”

It’s been just over 13 weeks now of me having to share Mr Husband with his new commitment. His 3rd serious commitment.The first being his mom, second being me and now… we have this Natasha in the picture. He has also been bringing our son to see Natasha and well.. kids always love new things, atmosphere, people – everything is great with Natasha.

Cantiklah.. bestlah.. 

OK son. I get it. Strange enough I am not jealous. At least I know that if Mr Husband is not with me .. he will be in the warm, cosy arms of Natasha. That he will be safe and happy.

“Would Natasha love this shower foam?” I asked Mr Husband. It was a cheap brand but smelled nice with a rosy scent. Mr Husband rolled his eyes and retorted in his sing-song squeaky tone, “No need, the rent for Natasha Homestay is only MYR150/night … guests can bring their own shower foam and towels” 

OK. FINE. 

But Natasha is faring better as a rental house at the moment. A group of Ayurveda trainees are staying there for the next 3 months. Once the tenancy agreement ends, InsyaAllah Natasha will be home to a group of college students. If they still like Natasha – otherwise we’ll see how it goes.

The Big 30 … Mr Husband’s mini celebration

They say age is just a number. It better be ..

BIRTHDAY MAN

I was hoping to do something special for Mr Husbands big 30 but we were both swamped with work related activities. Him busy with his Masters-to-be programme – me with my God knows what stuff. The akreditasi questionnaires, pending medical reports, the respiratory update course .. to name a few.

So the best I could do was to buy these floating helium balloons which cost a freaking RM 10 each , a novel we could both read and bitch about, a yearly recycled birthday card and of course a birthday cake.

This time I bought his cake from King’s Confectionery for a change. It was a mistake. I should just stick with Italy Cake House products. They taste is way nicer, looks more exclusive and slightly cheaper despite the GST.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY MR HUSBAND. HAPPY BIG 30!!

Balloons from Pembekal Belon (near Kip Mart Malacca), Suamiku Workaholic from Popular Bookstore (Tesco), Mocha Chocolate Cake from King’s Confectionery (Tesco)