Salam and Hi. For those who have not known yet I affectionately call my hobonichi my Hobominci.
Yesterday I took the opportunity to declutter and rearrange the furniture and planner related stuff I have in my Minci Cave. As expected, there’s a lot of dust. I sneezed almost all the time but I managed to get the place in order about 70% I still have another 30% to go today. Naturally I got distracted looking into my washi tapes journalling cards and the thousand many things I have at my pretty table.
Later at night, I get to update my memory book in this particular floral book which was given by Zawaniz. I selected my photos from my archives in Google photos and that was when I realised that I don’t really have a lot of pictures with my husband. So it was very difficult to choose a photo of the both of us to go inside the book. In a way, this will remind me to snap more pictures of the both of us together.
I printed the photos on an A4 glossy paper using the Brother’s printer. I think I need to re adjust the printing settings to get the best quality photos.
Spend the best 2 hours in my Minci Cave. Today is another day of cleaning and sorting. What an awesome way to spend my Sunday.
2018 was hard. New baby. New workplace. New job. And nature of work.
Banyak makan hati. Banyak marah. Penat. I had to pretend I do not care or ignore certain hurtful remarks especially when I wanted to start dieting or pick up an exercise. It was easier to be alone. Or just keep things to myself. Because well, I am just not interested in some of them opinions.
I can see that it will be the same this year. I need to choose my companions well. Who I spend time with or follow on Instagram. I need to set goals for myself. I need to find my JOY. Re-enact my PASSION. Cultivate my MOTIVATION.
Hence this year my word is BURN.
God knows whether I go around with this BURNing desire to be the THIS GIRL IS ON FIRE!!! on a positive note all the time or end up kena bakar. HA HA HA.
I will be playing multiple roles in 2019. Both at work and outside. My extra curricular activities seem more interesting though. Haha. I have my doTERRA.AOF family, my Back TO School (BTS) committee buddies, HyperDime, HoboMinci, Wanita Besi Eropah clan and many more adventures. InsyaAllah. ha ha.. I mean, do not get me wrong.. I love being a medical doctor. Especially the clinical aspect of it. However, the passion in treating my patients is frequently dampened nowadays by the non clinical parts of it – percayalah, benda2 mcm tuh mmg ada.. sometimes, it gives me a wadahek headache.
So here is for 2019. Lets see if I could take more pictures of myself too.
For our 7th Wedding anniversary, there was no grand celebration. In fact, I was a bit moody because I just gave birth. I was tired and tetiba was whisked away to a foreign state. Kononnya nak holiday but I ended up miserable. For the rest of the year. LOL
At first I was a bit hesitant to celebrate our NOW 8th wedding anniversary. It’s on the 31st of December. Macam malas. But then I remembered that syaitan will always find a way to break a marriage. It can be through soft whispers of grudges, or make you feel useless, unattractive and such. So I put aside all those negative emotions and concentrated on the efforts of keeping a marriage together.
We are both tired. We both have superiors to answer too. We have our differences in personality, opinions, food, even movies but we could still come together as a team for ourselves and our kids. I think that is already a wonderful reason to celebrate.
I enlisted the help of midiatorpro for a fee of course to help me create a song with lyrics that I could use , somehow, in say… a video. The creative service they offered was The Story Song Service. Midiator Production also conducts workshops for songwriting and music production.
Alhamdulilah, I received the song just before my anniversary and funnily sung by a non professional vocalists (my brother, not that bad) and this was what I managed to come up with.
You saw it here first.
What a wonderful way to end the year, kan?
My little princess was be taken ill today. It started with a bit of flu and mild cough for a few days but in the early hours of the morning, her body temperature had risen and she was irritable. Like really irritable.
Mr Husband could not take leave from his responsibilities (macamlah aku tkde) and so I had to thicken my skin and request for an emergency leave from my supervisor. Thankfully it was granted. Or I’d be damned.
Ninie was being very clingy the whole day. She wanted a hug all the time – which was so cute by the way. Awkward at times. Technically I had an audience when I showered, pee-ed and poo-ed. I made her nasi aruk telur for lunch and baby bolognese pasta for dinner. My own lunch was 2 slices of bramble jelly toast. She had her paracetamol and she was in her diapers only for the whole day. Once she got much better, she can play independently for 30 secs. Then, its looking for mummy again. I learnt that she loves the Hi-5 group today as she follows their gestures , something like dancing, wiggling her little tush.
Towards the end of the day, she seemed happier. I brought her outside of the house to visit our little garden. Alhamdulilah, our jambu air tree has bore its fruits. Now we are waiting for the mango to come out.
Caring for a sick child is exhausting. Especially when your sleep pattern is disrupted. I hope I can function tomorrow. InsyaAllah.