The Birthday & Wedding Anniversaire Weekend

My nephew’s birthday bash was held at Sama Sama Hotel on the 30th December. It was a hi-tea get together. One of the best spreads I have to say. Too indulged in eating that I didn’t get to snap any photos of the food. macam biasa.. it is a mix of western and eastern dishes.


My sister arranged the perfect birthday celebration for her son – we had a clown coming to our table giving out balloons, them staff singing a birthday song while bringing his cake and so on. I  would be happy if I was this boy. Plus you get presents from everyone.

“ADIL.. please listen to your mother and love her with all your heart”


The Weekend Hi-Tea buffet is from 1200 Noon till 4PM.

Adults rate  RM 65. Children rate RM 45 . Unfortunately there is no senior citizen discount.

After the partay – my own party of 4 headed to Seremban for the anniversaire getaway. Brutally honestly speaking – I was not looking forward to go. I was not in a mood to celebrate our wedding anniversary. I know, it’s evil. I even hid a post that Mr Husband tagged me on Facebook from my timeline. That’s how not in the mood I was.


You may ask. Maybe it’s because I was physically tired (and in pain – nipple sore stuff). Emotionally drained. Lonely. No animated gossip. No one to have a proper conversation. Mr Husband busy, busy, busy with studies and locum (kesian kt owner katanya) Ha ha ha. Sometimes as a new mother, you just need an hour out of the day to do your own thing. Like doing proper exercise, sip coffee slowly, get properly dressed and stuff. Or even draft a blog post. Or paling cikai.. an IG story. Thats is one cause I think – did not get that one hour stuff as much as I’d envisioned it to be. Max is like 45 mins. Huhu.

Or maybe it’s because I want to celebrate it with just him. The Husband. Without the kids in the picture. I mean, we can bring the kids along to the hotel but you know, at least a Couple WefIe by the pool. Or a little muffin cake to share between us two. Something to remind ourselves that we were once head over heels over each other? That there was once an US before the kids come along. In retrospective, maybe I should have made the move tapi ntahlah.. perhaps on our anniversary I was waiting for Chivalry and Gallant to drop by with Romantic. ohhh.. I forgot. it’s because I’m the sweet one in this relationship. Which is why it did not happen. muekekeke.

Takpelah.. we will try again this year (2018) for our 8th anniversary. Perhaps by this time I makin sexy. Aummm..  oh no sister.. spacing sister..spacing..

Back to Seremban, we checked into this budget hotel, SUTERA HOTEL, that has a swimming pool with no dress code. Thus why its quite a favourite amongst us Malaysians yang suka main redah je. it was a 3D2N stay.


Room was OK. breakfast buffet was adequate with the money we paid for , cuma the table arrangements made the restaurant a bit cramped. My obese tummy berlaga with the chairs. Like duh.. help.. I need to break free.

Location wise – AEON is nearby. A 2 minutes walk from the hotel – in case you need to find Pizza hut, KFC or McDonalds.

We did not get to eat the Nasi Arab. Baby Ninie is unable to stand long journey hours. Long would be more than 2.5 hours at a time. Wanting milk is fine. its when she poos it becomes a problem because some places do not have diaper changing facilities. Takkan nak tukar kat meja makan?? I don’t mind but what if my act was recorded and it went viral? DIE man DIe. So Mr Husband does the changing in places like these cause he can single handedly tonggeng the girl in the sink to wash the bum.

Babycall was not that bad. it was manageable but I’d rather do it at home. At least until she’s 4 to 5 months old?

yep, that’s about it. till the next post.


[happy kah… ]



Hobominci : Ohayou Hobonichi Cousin 2018

I am still on the Hobonichi bandwagon. Last year I used the English A6 version of Hobonichi and penned my thoughts on it. For 2018 – after much contemplating, I decided to switch to the A5 Cousin Avec.

After binging on Youtube videos on how some people choose to setup their Cousin – this is my take on how I choose to personalise mine. 


An overview of my local school holidays. Note that I havent slot in the special school hols related to the major festive seasons. That I need to ask my sister.

If I am to take blogging at least semi-seriously, I should at least plan some of my posts. Heres an index of what my blog post should be like

The page to put in birthdays, important appointments or events. The occasional Malaysian holidays as well of course. Not to forget the CME dates once I get back to work.

This would be the more precise outline of the day but not exclusively to my daily task. It could be my To Do List. Random words of wisdom in between the columns. Interesting facts here and there. Or just a sticker and a picture to brighten the page. At the sides would be a rough estimate of my expenses throughout the week. Perhaps my list of parcels Im waiting to be delivered. Meal planning at the bottom part, maybe? Nothing too personal on these pages for sure – as I might need to show them to certain people as the days go by. To prove Im busy sorta thing. HAHAHA.

And these pages are where my inner thoughts or creative juices would flow. A vision board in the early part of the month followed by highlights of the day sort of journalling. This, can be more personal. I can cut out pictures. Or use Instax ones for really special days.

And this – every year its the same goal. Losing weight. Maybe this year Id be more motivated as its more obvious on the graph. Huhu.

I know I will plan utilizing the features in the Cousin well. Im just hoping to be more consistent in my journalling. Heres to a Hobo 2018.  

Doing the babycall

Babycall. It’s like being oncall – only this time the focus is more towards the baby instead of patients. It’s still just as taxing as well as exhausting but fulfilling none the less.

Babycall demands stamina, strategy and proper preparation. It is still a trial and error process but I have been doing some reading online and Youtube-ing to gather the experience of mothers everywhere on how to make my nights manageable.


  1. WORK IN A TEAM – this is a no brainer. Get the husband onboard. No matter how small the contribution for its the small things that works magic sometimes. Some people do a tag team sorta thing. Others have partners do the graveyard shift. To each their own. In my case, Mr Husband usually takes over after 4 AM or earlier if he doesn’t  have classes in KL the next day. Hence, I get at least 2.5 hours rest before its time to perform the Fajr prayers. Looks like the training during oncall kinda help where it’s always a blessing to have my Medical Assistants to attend Green Zone cases at these hours especially when my brain has gone woozy after being up for hours. Then I try to catch some sleep during the daytime to keep myself sane. Most of the time I can’t because my brain just refuse to shut down.
  2. MENTAL PREP : LOWER YOUR EXPECTATIONS – even though it is predicted that your baby will wake up for feeding every 2 hours, it will be no guarantee that the baby will go back to sleep again after that hours feed. So you might be staring at this wide-eyed creature for the next 120 mins or so before its time to feed again. Or change the diapers again. Or the baby just wants to play or cuddle in your arms. For me it helps to not expect that I’d be able to get my sleep in between feeds but once I do – I say ketuk2 ramadhan- alhamdulilah.
  3. BABY PREP – ensure that everything you need is within reach. Diapers, extra blankets, rocking chair which ties to the next point
  4. MAKE MUMMY COMFORTABLE – Although the kitchen is not that far away – I always have a jug of water and biscuits/keropok ready at the bedside table. In case I have to kendong my lil princess in my arm for hours in the sitting position. There’s no way I could have a shut eye like that – so I’d switch on HBO and just have movie time and what not. Of course Instagram scrolling is another option but sometimes my neck hurts from all those looking down at the screen thing.
  5. PRAY : SEEK FOR DIVINE INTERVENTION – Allah listens to our prayers in moments of despair. I remembered when Ninie was at Day 5 of life and we were both just discharged from hospital about 2 days before. She was having a difficult time to sleep at home and the effect rippled on to myself. So by the time night falls on the following night – I was still exhausted from lack of rest but remained motivated to feed Ninie on a strict 2 hourly basis as she had neonatal jaundice (below photolevel). I made a dua that night to Allah to help ease our nights and grant me the strength to pull an all nighter. Amazingly, after Ninie’s feed at 1am – she slept through until about 5am for her next feed. I felt grateful for that brief period of rest but anxious at the same time because of her jaundice. Alhamdulilah  her bilirubin levels did not escalate any further and she did not require phototherapy at the hospital.

The Divine Intervention did not stop there. Miracles keep on happening as long as you ask for them and believe in them.

So yeah.. i’m still searching around blogs for tips and what not to handle the baby. Currently I’m hooked on the subject of ‘relactation’ because my breastmilk supply is on the low side. I have been experiencing very tired and sore moments which led to less latching sessions and you guess it right – formula supplements. I’m glad that there are a few Youtube mothers who are experiencing these problems for real and sharing practical advices. I like how one mother was saying she literally ‘pumped air’ for a few days which made me feel better about myself.

Well.. lets leave the breastfeeding part in another blog post shall we?

I am also in awe of some of these mothers who have such colourful activities in their ‘A day in the life with a newborn’ videos. Mine would have been really boring. it takes me like a few hours to actually being able to put on my bra and top whilst I try to calm a fussy Ninie or prepare a short meal for Ee. And you’d probably see me sat on the couch most of the time anyway forcing my bosom into Ninies mouth. Huhu.

I do learn that each child is different. I don’t remember Ee being this challenging before but come to think of it – by the time he was 2 months we were already staying with my in laws – so its probably my MIL  who had to endure the crankiness which she described as ‘sawan menangis’.

Thats about it for now. Need to finish my draft on the confinement set of Spa & Ma.


Figuring life out together with Ninie

Baby Ninie is like my new wonderbra. Can’t seem to let me go. Always wants a cuddle in my arms WHILE STANDING. She could somehow tell if I was sitting down, it puzzles me all the time. HOW COULD SHE TELL?


I did try baby wrapping her in an effort to cook and clean at the same time. But it has yet to work. OUr Skin Must Touch, Ninie says. The most I can do was clean my spoon and hit the kettle to boil for my next cuppa of Horlicks. I’ve slowed down on the MILO because it makes me constipated. Its very stressful to take a dump with the doors open while the baby is crying just outside – yet you need to cover up as modest as you can because your 6 year old son is also in the house.

It’s not all chaos. There are quiet times (very little of it). That’s when I’d rush to pray, shower or prepare a quick meal for Ee. Occasionally I get to add things in my Online Cart but never actually get to Proceed with Payment.

Recently, I get to bloghop and heyho.. WANI has resurfaced after 2 years! She’s a future surgeon you guys, be VERY AFRAID! And like her.. we are both waiting for Wasaii (kakjet) to be back on track as well – that crazy woman we call friend.

Blogging may not be as mainstream as it was before but I still look out for those nice, quirky and informative ones. Nowadays, its so difficult to find online (lengthy) reviews on products or experiences. (one of the reasons I read blogs). Too many positive ones on Instagram and Facebook until I had to add search terms like ‘produk XXX tak best’ or ‘tak sesuai’ hoping for some individual to write up on the cons of a product and so on.

I love reading friends blogs , if they have one, because its where they could kind of dump their inner thoughts which may not resonate with other people on FB or IG. Plus, people do not scroll blogs anymore or put them under the bookmark cause its time consuming to read. So it can kind of be like our little secret. Only special (ye ke? hehe) people who care enough about you would actually read crap you (I) write. Or equally passionate bloggers.

Or bored people.
Or nosey people.