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?

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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.

HAHAHAHA.

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Positive good feeling. Where are you?

My Facebook feed is flooded with politics, the Sabah earthquake with Tok Jib gone to Abu Dhabi to eat dates, Jus Ratu Kendur or Ke-tat, homebirth, antivax, Raya collections, Syed Azmi’s anecdotes.. and what not. Amidst all that, I still have people talking about Financial Freedom and associate it with the benefits of being a Stay at Home Moms.With so called friends slamming ‘islamic quotes’ in peoples faces saying women belong at home. Honestly, I don’t think we should be debating about this any more – stop with the Working MOM vs SAHM thing. We should also stop talking on national radio about which gender is the better driver.

Things have been very negative lately. The only time I get this feel-good feeling is when I watch heartwarming movies like Spare Parts(film 2015) – where a group of underprivileged teenagers from fishy family backgrounds decide to come together and create a project so amazing I don’t think I could make myself. They not only create a machine, they took a step further to compete and as you might have guessed – they won! Or something like The Pursuit of Happiness where viewers cry out of joy instead of despair.

It’s like I have to actively seek for positive vibes or perform goodness on a regular basis to actually experience that warm fuzzy feeling in myself. Hence it is nice to have polite patients once in a while who takes me as a doctor instead of another colleague who happened to look ‘older’. Or considerate colleagues who asked ‘have you eaten/solat?‘ Or a dear husband who decides to give a back rub in the early morning after a terrible night shift.

I know I just came back from my trip to Kuching. Which reminds me that I have that to write up on – and now I am itching for another getaway with my little family. Hmmm.. Langkawi? Japan?

Kubah National Park : Father & Son