Ninie is 1

When I carried her in my womb, I had an inkling that this could be a girl but it wasn’t really confirmed until I finally saw her during my Caesarean section. She is turning 1  years old today. Some say she is a spitting image of my mom. To me, she is a mixture of my face and my husband’s.

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Haneem meaning penuh kasih sayang

Raising a girl is more than just putting pretty clothes on her. It is a lot of hard work from a moms perspective. I am not saying raising a boy is easy, it’s just that the ‘syllabus’ is different. LOL. If I could pre-programme Ninie’s virtues – my top 3 would be Kind, Generous and Intelligent.

Kind so she would not say or do things that could harm someone elses feelings or well being. That she would choose her words carefully and react accordingly. So she would always be pleasing to Allah, to us and those who love her.

Generous so she can share if she has the means to do so. To be thoughtful of other peoples plight. And in order to give more, she would strive to have enough in the first place. And work hard for it. Which is closely linked to my final trait.

Intelligent. A young lady with a sharp mind can never go wrong. With that brain of hers, InsyaAllah she is going to use it for the benefit of her family, the ummah and humanity as a whole.

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But these virtues do not just come by on its own. It will depend on the whole village especially the parents to lay down those bricks to shape out what type of person their children will be. A daughter should have the best of what her parents can provide and this puts me in a big, big shoe. If you read the news nowadays or just scroll down the newsfeed on Facebook, there is a lot of crimes, misdemeanour, liberalism and hatred in the current society that one cannot help feeling worried for their family members. Me too, included.

Which is why it is important to include ALllah in your daily life, your decision making etc. For it is He that will listen to you and guide you through life. We can never know the future but I pray that all will be well biiznillah.I can already imagine the hurdles that Ninie  will be going through as a young girl, a teenager and later a young adult. I have had uncertainties as whether I could be the best role model for her.

Reflecting on the latter, perhaps that is why Allah bestowed upon me a daughter. We all have our own pathways in getting closer to Allah. Some through wealth, others a good career, several through building a family, a few through Death or predicaments in everyday life. Mine is through Haneem (ninie). Knowing me, who wants to be the best version of myself to both Hazeeq and Haneem – InsyaAllah, I would take steps to improve myself as not only a mum, but a muslimah as a whole.

I want them to see me who uses the talent/skills Allah give me towards doing something useful. I want them to know that I care about not only our own family but other people who needs help as well. I want them to see that I use good words in my conversations and that I always smile  the company of people, even amongst those I don’t really like. I want them to learn how to manage their emotions, their time and monetary resources by example. In short, I want them to be proud of me as a mum.

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That they would confide in me when they encounter problems. They would shower me with endless hugs and kisses. That they know I am not just a mom, but I am also a doctor who knows how to have a good time. ha ha. Above all, I want them to pray for my well being always as evidence that they sayang me a lotttttt.

Happy birthday Ninie. I hope you grow up to be a beautiful lady loved by Allah and his ummah. InsyaAllah. 

Lunch at Kelab Tasik Putrajaya

Dad really wanted to have his meal here.

We arrived there at 1215 noon with the sun blazing hot and the first thing that caught out attention was – it was a big open space area with no air conditioning. Ee was already, “aduhhh. panaslah”. But Dad said walk straight to the indoor area – and we found this small place which could fit probably only 40 – 50 little people inside  – but thankfully air conditioned. Although it does get warm once the carbon dioxide from all the exhaling fills the room.

The occasion was to celebrate my Mom’s birthday (31.07.1959) and myself (05.08.1983). I bought presents for my mom and my sister. From BOdyShop of course. I got Mother a tub of Ginseng Masker + Moringa Bath Gel (travel size) + Scrub. I got my sister, the fresh white musk EDT. As for myself, I bought the Atlas Mountain Rose EDT. Everything costs me just above RM300 and I received an RM45 voucher in return. Gift wrapping was FREE for members. *thumbs up*

I bought last minute flower bouquets from Turba Rose, which was located at Kota Fesyen Melaka (MITC) in the same row as MK Curtains.

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At Kelab Tasik Putrajaya, we managed to squeeze ourselves at the round table. Meals on average was between RM24 – RM35 per plate depending on what you want. I had salmon. The rest had chicken chop, fish and chips, cordon bleu and sirloin steak.

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Food was OK but I wouldn’t really go there anymore. Price was befitting to the food. It’s just that the ambience felt weird. Rasa macam sardin posh kena himpit ramai2 gittew. Tahukan Malaysia ni panas, should provide more indoor area. Yes, it’s nice to sip your coffee while looking at the lake but …. not when it is 34 degrees outside.

Next get together we are probably going to have it at Sama-Sama Hotel again. For hi-tea.

14.05.2017

A lot of good things happened on this date.

It was Mr Husbands birthday. Made spaghetti carbonara and bought a cake which we ate at home.

Mothers Day. 

And the end of my 1st trimester. My little Syazmin ( this will be his/her first name) is supposed to have fingerprints now and is as big as an egg. My chances of having a miscarriage like my previous one is also reduced. InsyaAllah – no surprises. The last thing I want is to have PV bleed and to be unfortunate working with my male colleagues. Erkkk..

Am I feeling better now? Well.. my mornings are easier as I can have breakfast (thank you placenta for taking over the hormone production stuff) but the nights are still making me queasy and uncomfortable. Its that unexplained rumble in the tummy and that acid reflux that never seems to pass (unless I force myself to sleep with 2 pillows up). I still dislike eating rice and prefer noodles, toast or french fries instead.

On a different note, I need to look into getting my capsule maternity wardrobe. My pants does not fit anymore *cry blood like Vivy* nor does my FA scrubs. My normal working blouse are making my boobs feel too snug and big. Huhu.

I have my antenatal appointment due next week. Which means I’m binging on mineral water to flush possible stones and bacteria thus am ever so compliant with my Ural Sachets. *meh*

finally, my HoboMinci is starting to look more colourful. Dah ada mood nak tulis2 sket. 

Happy birthday lil man

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Every year I’d be telling myself – I will throw a birthday party for my son. Where they’d be kiddie pools with inflatable dinosaurs or pirates. A corner for finger food. A booth for candy and chocolate fondue. A station for kids to colour and paint. A decent place for adults to have adult food.

But of course, it never happens.

It’ll be that same ole family gathering thing to have outside food with a cake or two. Please don’t get me wrong – I am not complaining because that was how I celebrated mine anyway. He he.. perhaps the need to wanting to throw a party was more for my own benefit so it’ll make a good excuse to just binge at the choc fondue station since its my sons birthday.

So on his 5th birthday, The Taib Clan had Nasi Arab at MITC which is costing a limb nowadays with all the GSTs and god knows what. Then we had two cakes and naturally he was showered with gifts since morning till night. As usual, he gets to cut the cakes with his cousins.

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I still felt like I needed to have a party afterwards. So the next day during my own teaching session  – I treated everyone at work to KFC. Lol.. party lah jugak kan.. 

Happy Birthday my son. You will forever be Abah’s and Mommy’s favourite child. 😛

 

A flip through my journal/planner

HI PAMmers and Readers,

I find that I suck at planning because I tend to procrastinate – and I cheat on my To do List by doing the chores first, only to list it down and tick it later.*gulp* Mostly to make me feel organized and accomplished. Muekekeke.. So I guess I’ll stick to journalling and writing diaries or blogging – macam dulu2.. 

Today is my birthday. This year I purposely asked for a day off because on previous years when I’m at work – I was showered with wishes and cakes by colleagues. It was fun and weird. Not to mention the awkward group photos afterwards. Ha ha. Gosh.. I’m suddenly missing the attention. NOT! I guess I’ll give them a break this year – kot2 ada yg stress nak kena jadi wakil beli kek bagai..  😛

I will be escorting Mr Husband to a weekend course later. So allow me to share with you my so called creative work in my planner and journal. Have fun.

I hope you enjoyed your 1 minute plus eye candy. It’s not perfect but I’m looking into ways to improve its quality.  Please share your layouts in the comments or better in the FB group – I really look forward to seeing them. I’m sure the admins would approve of them too. As of tomorrow, its the weekend aite – I’ll put up my haul post. Watch this space.