hectic! absolutely chaos at home and even when we're out.
Kd boy is now 8 months and Khalis is almost 2half. I never go out alone with them anymore, I definitely need an extra hand. They're monsters! =D
Khalis is quite controllable when we're out and he's pretty mindful and holds my hands or stay closeby. Although there were times when he would just run ahead esp when there's a ramp for him to go "whhheeee!!"
I often use the wristband for safety and yes I do get stares from strangers and I can hear them whispering or giggling when they see me tugging at my toddler when he goes the opposite way. There was once I heard a lady laughing to her husband and exclaiming that I look like I was walking a dog! Oh the agony of having to hear that!! Is this why we have missing children in public places? It's definitely not wrong to use whatever method you can to ensure the safety of your child (esp the active ones!) in crowded public places.
Anyway, back to my (ahem!) monsters... they can be perfect lil' angels one minute and wreakage pros the next. The one thing that blows my top everytime is when they become 'poopy babies'.. yup it's a plot they planned to drive mummy higher up the wall! It's bad enough when one poos and keeps quiet about it; it's double the frustration when the little one makes a big number himself! And usually it's when I have already given them their baths, smelling clean and fresh ready for bed. If that isn't a plot, I dunno what that is...
On a brighter note, Kd is crawling along nicely and has started to stand and cruise. He's such a cutie when he tries to grab our attention and crawls to either one of us with a big grin on his face. Sometimes I feel super guilty when I have to walk away to attend to his brother, leaving him sitting there looking questioningly and forlorn... I try to spend as much cuddletime with him as I possibly can. He enjoys it when I read to him and it tickles me when he laughs while kicking his legs high up in the air or when he tries to take food out of my mouth with his mouth and ends up slobbering all over my face!
Khalis is a chatterbox... even when he's about to fall asleep he has something to tell us! always talking and asking us to do things for him with a cute "please" at the end. And for a 2 year old, he does have a pretty rich vocab! At times we tell him to have a 'rest time' just so we can have some peace but it usually lasts for a mere 3 minutes or so! =D He's in his terrible two phase and some days can be very trying but when he comes over and gives me a big hug, a fish-lipped kiss and a "yove you" with his big adorable eyes looking up at me, all my frustrations seem to melt away... aahhh the pleasures of getting away with it while you're still a kid! =D
Thursday, November 22, 2007
Friday, July 13, 2007
Happy 2nd birthday!
We celebrated Khalis' 2nd birthday at Mcds, Mutiara D'sara on the 8th. Quite a lot of people turned up and phew! was it noisy! =D
The kids had loads of fun and I was running about making sure the guests has something to eat and tracking where Kayden was. He was like the 'pass the parcel' game, one minute he's with my mum, another will be with my mum-in-law then back to me or Hubby. By the end of the party, I was exhausted!
Khalis received a lot of toys (mainly trucks, buses and cars), books and clothes. He was so excited bout his toys he refused to sleep that night although he could barely keep his eyes open!
Happy 2nd birthday, Buk!
The kids had loads of fun and I was running about making sure the guests has something to eat and tracking where Kayden was. He was like the 'pass the parcel' game, one minute he's with my mum, another will be with my mum-in-law then back to me or Hubby. By the end of the party, I was exhausted!
Khalis received a lot of toys (mainly trucks, buses and cars), books and clothes. He was so excited bout his toys he refused to sleep that night although he could barely keep his eyes open!
Happy 2nd birthday, Buk!
Sunday, June 17, 2007
Breathe...
With so many things happening at once, there are times when I have to just stop and take a deep breath before I start choo-chooing down the track like an unstoppable train. It's not easy handling two lil' ones although there are those out there who might think a housewife has it easy. Don't get me wrong though; I love my boys and honestly, I wouldn't want to be out there in the corporate world. Nonetheless, let me share my daily routine with you =)
6.30 - 7.30am: Lil' Khalis wakes up. Asks for his milk and if we're lucky, he goes back to sleep. If not, he'll climb all over us trying to wake us up. If he doesn't succeed, he'll wake his lil brother or presses the musical mobile. Yup, great way to make us crawl out of bed, well usually I do cuz Hubby will turn towards the wall and pretends not to hear anything.
7.30 - 8am: Drag myself out of bed, walk around the house grumbling to myself of the mess and toys that are strewn all over the living room. Push the baby cot out of the room (with 2 queen sized beds, our room is a little too crowded).
8 - 9am: Bathes with baby Kayden (one of my fave thing to do). He enjoys having a good shower. If Hubby isn't rushing to work, he'll bathe the lil monster, yes that's Khalis and I'll prepare breakfast. There are days when I put Khalis in the bathroom, have him play under the shower while I dress Kayden and myself. Then we have breakfast.
9 - 10am: Kayden takes a morning nap while I endure the songs and antics of Barney, Bob the Builder, Fireman Sam... the list goes on really while I wait for laundry and wash dishes.
10 - 11.30am: Prepares lunch for Khalis and myself. All the time hoping that Kayden wouldn't wake up until we were done with lunch. Some days can be tough when Kayden wakes up cranky and I wouldn't be able to cook anything and with Khalis asking for food. During those times I just have to carry Kayden while whipping something yummy and making sure that Khalis is well fed.
12.30pm: NAPTIME!! Well for the kids that is. Sometimes Khalis will try to prolong his naptime and have me read books with him over and over again. Mind you, most times I read to him while nursing Kayden. When Khalis is ready to sleep, I'll be patting two lil bums either while sitting up or lying down in a somewhat uncomfy position.
1 - 2pm: The kids are finally asleep and I have myself some alone time. Well alone time to hang the laundry and wash dishes (again). 20 mins or so into their naptime only am I able to sit down and relax and enjoy some TV.
3pm: Lil monster wakes up from nap and asks for snack. Baby Kayden might sleep a while more. If he does then I have some cuddle time with Khalis.
4 - 5pm: Start preparing dinner (esp if Kayden is still asleep) and make sure I wash up the dishes cuz I don't like piling dishes =D
6 - 7.30pm: Feed Khalis his dinner while nursing Kayden and have some to eat myself. Then it's bathtime for the 2 boys. First I'll bathe Kayden, put him on the bed to dry while I bathe. After Khalis is done with his milk, it'll be his turn to bathe while I dress up Kayden and myself. Getting Khalis out of the bathroom can be quite challenging at times. Finally when we're all clean and cozy in our PJs, it's time for another round of storybook, nursing Kayden and tucking the monster in.
8pm: Hubby gets back from work. We'll have dinner and have alone time and tv.
11pm: Kayden wakes up for feed
3am: Kayden wakes up again to feed
5am: You guessed it, feeding time!
Well that's more or less how my most days are. I do go out with these 2 lil ones and Khalis usually behaves himself although sometimes I bribe him with biscuits or raisins to get him to sit still in his stroller. I've even brought them grocery shopping at Tesco which makes Hubby think I'm crazy!
6.30 - 7.30am: Lil' Khalis wakes up. Asks for his milk and if we're lucky, he goes back to sleep. If not, he'll climb all over us trying to wake us up. If he doesn't succeed, he'll wake his lil brother or presses the musical mobile. Yup, great way to make us crawl out of bed, well usually I do cuz Hubby will turn towards the wall and pretends not to hear anything.
7.30 - 8am: Drag myself out of bed, walk around the house grumbling to myself of the mess and toys that are strewn all over the living room. Push the baby cot out of the room (with 2 queen sized beds, our room is a little too crowded).
8 - 9am: Bathes with baby Kayden (one of my fave thing to do). He enjoys having a good shower. If Hubby isn't rushing to work, he'll bathe the lil monster, yes that's Khalis and I'll prepare breakfast. There are days when I put Khalis in the bathroom, have him play under the shower while I dress Kayden and myself. Then we have breakfast.
9 - 10am: Kayden takes a morning nap while I endure the songs and antics of Barney, Bob the Builder, Fireman Sam... the list goes on really while I wait for laundry and wash dishes.
10 - 11.30am: Prepares lunch for Khalis and myself. All the time hoping that Kayden wouldn't wake up until we were done with lunch. Some days can be tough when Kayden wakes up cranky and I wouldn't be able to cook anything and with Khalis asking for food. During those times I just have to carry Kayden while whipping something yummy and making sure that Khalis is well fed.
12.30pm: NAPTIME!! Well for the kids that is. Sometimes Khalis will try to prolong his naptime and have me read books with him over and over again. Mind you, most times I read to him while nursing Kayden. When Khalis is ready to sleep, I'll be patting two lil bums either while sitting up or lying down in a somewhat uncomfy position.
1 - 2pm: The kids are finally asleep and I have myself some alone time. Well alone time to hang the laundry and wash dishes (again). 20 mins or so into their naptime only am I able to sit down and relax and enjoy some TV.
3pm: Lil monster wakes up from nap and asks for snack. Baby Kayden might sleep a while more. If he does then I have some cuddle time with Khalis.
4 - 5pm: Start preparing dinner (esp if Kayden is still asleep) and make sure I wash up the dishes cuz I don't like piling dishes =D
6 - 7.30pm: Feed Khalis his dinner while nursing Kayden and have some to eat myself. Then it's bathtime for the 2 boys. First I'll bathe Kayden, put him on the bed to dry while I bathe. After Khalis is done with his milk, it'll be his turn to bathe while I dress up Kayden and myself. Getting Khalis out of the bathroom can be quite challenging at times. Finally when we're all clean and cozy in our PJs, it's time for another round of storybook, nursing Kayden and tucking the monster in.
8pm: Hubby gets back from work. We'll have dinner and have alone time and tv.
11pm: Kayden wakes up for feed
3am: Kayden wakes up again to feed
5am: You guessed it, feeding time!
Well that's more or less how my most days are. I do go out with these 2 lil ones and Khalis usually behaves himself although sometimes I bribe him with biscuits or raisins to get him to sit still in his stroller. I've even brought them grocery shopping at Tesco which makes Hubby think I'm crazy!
Thursday, March 01, 2007
At 19 months...
...it's amazing what lil Khalis has achieved so far. Just yesterday he was able to bathe himself under my directions as I watched him from our bed. He was happily rubbing foam on himself and rinsing under the shower. He even cleared up his bath toys and emptied the bathtub after he was done. The cutest part is when he goes 'dah!' letting you know that he's ready to come out.
As cheeky as he can be, he'll run away and scramble onto the bed before you can drape the towel over him. Screaming and giggling away, you just want to get hold of him and take a big bite on his tummy! =D
Of course there are days when he can be a real angel; sitting on your lap whilst watching tv or snuggle close to you as you read him his favourite tractor book. There are also days when he refuses to listen to you and does things his way, whether you like it or not! Those are the days when he really tests you on your patience, and it always seem to happen when you're just not in the mood to 'layan' his tantrums.
We've been teaching him a whole lot of new words and he's been able to pick them up easily although he mispronounces most of them! It's cute to hear him try and when he gets tired, he'll shake his head, that's when you know you can't force him...
I'm so proud of his little achievements and am looking forward to see what new (and cheeky) things he can do next! =)
As cheeky as he can be, he'll run away and scramble onto the bed before you can drape the towel over him. Screaming and giggling away, you just want to get hold of him and take a big bite on his tummy! =D
Of course there are days when he can be a real angel; sitting on your lap whilst watching tv or snuggle close to you as you read him his favourite tractor book. There are also days when he refuses to listen to you and does things his way, whether you like it or not! Those are the days when he really tests you on your patience, and it always seem to happen when you're just not in the mood to 'layan' his tantrums.
We've been teaching him a whole lot of new words and he's been able to pick them up easily although he mispronounces most of them! It's cute to hear him try and when he gets tired, he'll shake his head, that's when you know you can't force him...
I'm so proud of his little achievements and am looking forward to see what new (and cheeky) things he can do next! =)
38th week
Yup! Just another 2 weeks to go! Went for my check-up on Monday and Prof.Siti says that he might come after the 12th so we shall wait and see... tick-tock-tick-tock!
Right now it's another round of waiting game. On one hand we're excited for his arrival but on the other I'm starting to get pretty nervous! It's always the same old question: Would we be able to cope with this new baby? I remember asking ourselves the very same question before we had Khalis, and I would say that it's not as bad as we thought it would be. So, I hope all these lingering questions would help us prepare for the better.
I hope Khalis will learn to cope with his new brother. He has been the center of everybody's attention all this while and we will try our very best not to instill sibling rivalry between our boys. I love the idea of having more boys in the family and it just sounds nice to say 'my/our boys'
We have decided on a name! But... I won't reveal it until after the birth, JUST in case we change our minds =D
Right now it's another round of waiting game. On one hand we're excited for his arrival but on the other I'm starting to get pretty nervous! It's always the same old question: Would we be able to cope with this new baby? I remember asking ourselves the very same question before we had Khalis, and I would say that it's not as bad as we thought it would be. So, I hope all these lingering questions would help us prepare for the better.
I hope Khalis will learn to cope with his new brother. He has been the center of everybody's attention all this while and we will try our very best not to instill sibling rivalry between our boys. I love the idea of having more boys in the family and it just sounds nice to say 'my/our boys'
We have decided on a name! But... I won't reveal it until after the birth, JUST in case we change our minds =D
Monday, January 22, 2007
Another boy!
Went for my ultrasound scan at UH today and it's confirmed... We're having another boy!
Just like what I wanted it to be; a brother for Khalis. All I can say now is, Alhamdulillah!
He's growing well, everything's according to the proper fetal growth chart. I feel absolutely high in spirits and excited all over again! Maybe it was a good idea to wait a little longer to find out the gender.
I recently took out the box of baby clothes for preparation. Oh those memories of Khalis when he was a newborn! There they were: his first pair of Adidas shoes, bodysuits, mittens, booties and caps! They were tiny and adorable! Soon we'll be putting these on our new baby... =)
We have picked out a few names for the new baby but like Hubby said, he has to see and hold the baby for the very first time to get that "PING"! He had had the strong feeling before, that was how he knew Amer Khalis was the right name for our first baby boy, so I'll let him decide which name will suit our second lil' bundle! =D
Just like what I wanted it to be; a brother for Khalis. All I can say now is, Alhamdulillah!
He's growing well, everything's according to the proper fetal growth chart. I feel absolutely high in spirits and excited all over again! Maybe it was a good idea to wait a little longer to find out the gender.
I recently took out the box of baby clothes for preparation. Oh those memories of Khalis when he was a newborn! There they were: his first pair of Adidas shoes, bodysuits, mittens, booties and caps! They were tiny and adorable! Soon we'll be putting these on our new baby... =)
We have picked out a few names for the new baby but like Hubby said, he has to see and hold the baby for the very first time to get that "PING"! He had had the strong feeling before, that was how he knew Amer Khalis was the right name for our first baby boy, so I'll let him decide which name will suit our second lil' bundle! =D
Tiger Balm...
has become my new best friend! Seriously...
Never have I imagined myself to endure such pain in my upper and lower back especially around my tailbone area. The pain travels all the way around my butt and upper thighs at times. It's called Sciatica. Sigh... the slight 'joy' of going through third trimester pregnancy...
Tiger Balm is the only thing that helps. Maybe it's the burning feeling of the ointment that takes my mind off the sciatica or maybe it's the fact that by the time I put my head down on my pillow and listening to Hubby grumbling away while rubbing the balm on me, I'm too numbed from feeling anything...
Somehow I feel more tired and experienced more pain this time around as compared to the first one. Perhaps it's because I'm constantly on my feet, up and about, chasing after the lil' monster. Although I do get a sneak at taking a nap from time to time, having to take care of a toddler isn't an easy job.
I have to make sure he's clean, (at least for a darn minute!) well-fed, well-dehydrated, well-napped and well-entertained. And that's just the physical part. As responsible parents, Hubby and I have to make sure he's well brought up in a positive environment and help build a confident, happy, positive and a well-mannered boy. That is the toughest part! No matter how much you plan to teach and guide him, there's always a surprise! Tantrum is one thing, turning a deaf ear is another *wipe brows*... At least we do try and we know we have a long long way to go! =D
Never have I imagined myself to endure such pain in my upper and lower back especially around my tailbone area. The pain travels all the way around my butt and upper thighs at times. It's called Sciatica. Sigh... the slight 'joy' of going through third trimester pregnancy...
Tiger Balm is the only thing that helps. Maybe it's the burning feeling of the ointment that takes my mind off the sciatica or maybe it's the fact that by the time I put my head down on my pillow and listening to Hubby grumbling away while rubbing the balm on me, I'm too numbed from feeling anything...
Somehow I feel more tired and experienced more pain this time around as compared to the first one. Perhaps it's because I'm constantly on my feet, up and about, chasing after the lil' monster. Although I do get a sneak at taking a nap from time to time, having to take care of a toddler isn't an easy job.
I have to make sure he's clean, (at least for a darn minute!) well-fed, well-dehydrated, well-napped and well-entertained. And that's just the physical part. As responsible parents, Hubby and I have to make sure he's well brought up in a positive environment and help build a confident, happy, positive and a well-mannered boy. That is the toughest part! No matter how much you plan to teach and guide him, there's always a surprise! Tantrum is one thing, turning a deaf ear is another *wipe brows*... At least we do try and we know we have a long long way to go! =D
Sunday, December 17, 2006
It's been a while
My lil' baby inside is having the hiccups while I'm typing this.. =D
I'm now about 7 months pregnant and so far so good.. Still getting the usual cramps and often need to take a break especially when my lil' monster craves for my undivided attention.. Sigh... At 17 months I don't suppose him to just sit around watching the telly or stuffing himself with food, but, sometimes I feel like I need a remote control to turn him off or to just slow him down! He's been really adorable lately; giving me an occasional hug or a kiss. Sometimes he would come and hug my belly and gives it a kiss.. *snicker* Been teaching him about the baby in mummy's tummy, although I don't think he fully understands but I'm hoping this way would help him prepare when the baby comes.
We still have no idea of the gender... the doctor I'm seeing seems to dodge away from the issue, claiming that her ultrasound scan machine isn't sophisticated enough to detect its sex. Frustrated, we actually went to another MP and he gave us the same damn excuse! What's with these doctors?? More frustration when we called another clinic and the doctor says that he charges about RM100 just to scan... Sigh... Hubby and I finally gave up on the idea and convinced ourselves that well, eventually we'll know! =D
Oh yeah. by the way, my Grandma told me to 'close shop' after the second one! It was pretty hilarious when she asked why have so many children at this age.. ??.. It's only the second one and besides, shouldn't she be happy she's gaining another great-grandchild? Well as long as I'm happy, my hubby's happy and life's enjoyable, I don't see why we should grumble about it.. Right? =)
I'm now about 7 months pregnant and so far so good.. Still getting the usual cramps and often need to take a break especially when my lil' monster craves for my undivided attention.. Sigh... At 17 months I don't suppose him to just sit around watching the telly or stuffing himself with food, but, sometimes I feel like I need a remote control to turn him off or to just slow him down! He's been really adorable lately; giving me an occasional hug or a kiss. Sometimes he would come and hug my belly and gives it a kiss.. *snicker* Been teaching him about the baby in mummy's tummy, although I don't think he fully understands but I'm hoping this way would help him prepare when the baby comes.
We still have no idea of the gender... the doctor I'm seeing seems to dodge away from the issue, claiming that her ultrasound scan machine isn't sophisticated enough to detect its sex. Frustrated, we actually went to another MP and he gave us the same damn excuse! What's with these doctors?? More frustration when we called another clinic and the doctor says that he charges about RM100 just to scan... Sigh... Hubby and I finally gave up on the idea and convinced ourselves that well, eventually we'll know! =D
Oh yeah. by the way, my Grandma told me to 'close shop' after the second one! It was pretty hilarious when she asked why have so many children at this age.. ??.. It's only the second one and besides, shouldn't she be happy she's gaining another great-grandchild? Well as long as I'm happy, my hubby's happy and life's enjoyable, I don't see why we should grumble about it.. Right? =)
Wednesday, October 11, 2006
the first kick, the first fear
I felt my little baby's first strong kick on Sunday. I was just lazing around on the couch when suddenly I felt a little 'toing' on the right side of my belly. Excited, I quickly put my hand on my tummy to feel it again and yet somehow it refuses to kick when you want it to. After a few minutes, I gave up waiting and lifted my hands off of my tummy, and there it was, another 'toing'... It won't be long before it starts to kick more and practises its acrobatic skills inside. Until then I'll just have to be patient and wait for its unpredictable 'toings'...
We bought a new mattress the other day and now we have 2 queen size beds in our room. Baby Khalis started to conquer most of our bed a few months ago and hubby thought it's about time we got another so that I'll have more space to myself. =) You won't believe how a small little fella can take up so much space! Hubby and I have been kicked and punched almost every night because little monster here just can't sleep on one side... quietly... nope he'll stretch and 'fling' his body from one end of the bed to another... I wonder whose side he got this 'lan fan' syndrome from hmmm?
Baby Khalis has just turned 15 months and has been experiencing his first fear... night fear... He would cry and wail everytime we turn off the light and somehow the night light doesn't help calm him... I really hope this phase of his would go away soon. He would wail for more than 20 minutes before falling asleep and it's starting to get quite tiring listening to him cry nonstop and it gets me worried... and it drives hubby nuts! =D
We bought a new mattress the other day and now we have 2 queen size beds in our room. Baby Khalis started to conquer most of our bed a few months ago and hubby thought it's about time we got another so that I'll have more space to myself. =) You won't believe how a small little fella can take up so much space! Hubby and I have been kicked and punched almost every night because little monster here just can't sleep on one side... quietly... nope he'll stretch and 'fling' his body from one end of the bed to another... I wonder whose side he got this 'lan fan' syndrome from hmmm?
Baby Khalis has just turned 15 months and has been experiencing his first fear... night fear... He would cry and wail everytime we turn off the light and somehow the night light doesn't help calm him... I really hope this phase of his would go away soon. He would wail for more than 20 minutes before falling asleep and it's starting to get quite tiring listening to him cry nonstop and it gets me worried... and it drives hubby nuts! =D
Saturday, September 30, 2006
baby check-up
Went for my 4th month baby check-up today and had an ultra-sound scan. Baby moving well and pretty active too.. Alhamdulillah!
Somehow the feelings of excitement and joy fill us all over again. I guess it doesn't matter if you're expecting your first or your fifth child, everything seems so surreal the moment you see it on the screen.
We still can't tell its gender yet, too soon to tell. =) I wouldn't mind another boy, really. Although having a girl would be quite fun i guess! haha.. The doctor was more concern about whether its one baby or two.. I think Amer would faint if we're expecting twins! =D
Baby Khalis is still as active as ever! The only time when i have my own time is when he's taking his nap. He's able to say 'ball' and 'bus' hehe so cute... Still going through separation anxiety. He'll be shouting 'ma ma' on top of his lungs the moment he can't see me. Amer says he's overprotective over me.. in a way i find it cute that someone needs me but in another, it's as though there's an invisible leash that i'm tied to...
Other than that, i feel a wave of relief to see this other little human being inside me.. Kind of like a reassurance that i am REALLY pregnant.. again.. =p
Somehow the feelings of excitement and joy fill us all over again. I guess it doesn't matter if you're expecting your first or your fifth child, everything seems so surreal the moment you see it on the screen.
We still can't tell its gender yet, too soon to tell. =) I wouldn't mind another boy, really. Although having a girl would be quite fun i guess! haha.. The doctor was more concern about whether its one baby or two.. I think Amer would faint if we're expecting twins! =D
Baby Khalis is still as active as ever! The only time when i have my own time is when he's taking his nap. He's able to say 'ball' and 'bus' hehe so cute... Still going through separation anxiety. He'll be shouting 'ma ma' on top of his lungs the moment he can't see me. Amer says he's overprotective over me.. in a way i find it cute that someone needs me but in another, it's as though there's an invisible leash that i'm tied to...
Other than that, i feel a wave of relief to see this other little human being inside me.. Kind of like a reassurance that i am REALLY pregnant.. again.. =p
Thursday, September 14, 2006
moving day!
We are finally moving into our new place! Been packing like crazy since Tuesday night. Didn't realize we have so much stuffs! Hubby left with the movers to our house at about 12pm and i'm here taking care of baby.. hehe.. lucky me.. ;)
I hope baby Kel will get used to living in our new house... It'll be more quiet around there... No more aunties of his to play with.. no more hearing the gate open and running downstairs to see who came home... no more 'hi baby!!!', the usual greet he gets when someone else in the house sees him... well of course unless we come back every now and then so that nobody will miss him terribly... he is the main attention of the house afterall! =D
I'm pretty excited about moving... been waiting for ages and the day has finally arrived... our very own home... our very own COLOURFUL home... it's like a Barbie Doll's house! =D
Well it's all the unpacking and arranging our things that's making me feel 'bleh' right now and I hope we'll get everything done ASAP!
I hope baby Kel will get used to living in our new house... It'll be more quiet around there... No more aunties of his to play with.. no more hearing the gate open and running downstairs to see who came home... no more 'hi baby!!!', the usual greet he gets when someone else in the house sees him... well of course unless we come back every now and then so that nobody will miss him terribly... he is the main attention of the house afterall! =D
I'm pretty excited about moving... been waiting for ages and the day has finally arrived... our very own home... our very own COLOURFUL home... it's like a Barbie Doll's house! =D
Well it's all the unpacking and arranging our things that's making me feel 'bleh' right now and I hope we'll get everything done ASAP!
Monday, September 11, 2006
what i saw at IKEA
The other day when we went household stuffs hunting (for the upteenth time) at IKEA, we saw this family of four who were a little rough and loud. The father was scolding his son (who's probably about 4/5 years old) and the sister was crying. The little boy was burly and tough looking, kinda like his father... and he had this sneering, 'give me what you've got' look on his face.
The mother (raging one, mind you) was chasing after him, hitting him with a stick! He was wailing in the store and the mother was furious. So, the more he cried, the more the father yelled at him, the more the mother chased after him with the stick. The best part is, he started hitting his mother!
The saying "Monkey see, monkey do" applies very well here. You see, what you do to your children is what they will get used to. This is where violence starts out and we don't need these kind of behaviour or even these kind of people around! They will eventually learn to hit other kids and think it's alright. It's not like their parents are going to teach them not to bully or hit other people when they themselves get the same treatment at home (and in public, shamefully).
I felt like telling her to stop. Afterall, you simply don't have kids to beat them and lash your anger out on them. It's not right. They need guidance and boundaries, the more you hit them, the more they rebel.
But looking at her scares me even. And besides, who am I to tell her how to teach her kids? I am afterall, just another 23 year old young mother of 1.. and a half.. =)
The mother (raging one, mind you) was chasing after him, hitting him with a stick! He was wailing in the store and the mother was furious. So, the more he cried, the more the father yelled at him, the more the mother chased after him with the stick. The best part is, he started hitting his mother!
The saying "Monkey see, monkey do" applies very well here. You see, what you do to your children is what they will get used to. This is where violence starts out and we don't need these kind of behaviour or even these kind of people around! They will eventually learn to hit other kids and think it's alright. It's not like their parents are going to teach them not to bully or hit other people when they themselves get the same treatment at home (and in public, shamefully).
I felt like telling her to stop. Afterall, you simply don't have kids to beat them and lash your anger out on them. It's not right. They need guidance and boundaries, the more you hit them, the more they rebel.
But looking at her scares me even. And besides, who am I to tell her how to teach her kids? I am afterall, just another 23 year old young mother of 1.. and a half.. =)
Thursday, September 07, 2006
Save me from myself
It's not so easy loving me
It gets so complicated
All the things you gotta be
Everything's changing
But you're the truth
I'm amazed by all your patience
Everything I put you through
And when I'm about to fall
Somehow you're always waiting
Your open arms to catch me
You're gonna save me from myself
From myself, yes
You're gonna save me from myself
My love is tainted by your touch
Well some guys have shown me aces
But you've got that royal flush
I know it's crazy everyday
Well tomorrow maybe shaky
But you never turn away
Don't ask me why I'm crying
'Cause when I start to crumble
You know how to keep me smiling
You always save me from myself
From myself, myself
You're gonna save me from myself
I know it's hard, it's hard
But you've broken all my wallsY
ou've been my strength, so strong
And don't ask me why I love you
It's obvious your tenderness
Is what I need to make me
A better woman to myself
To myself, myself
You're gonna save me from myself
adapted from Christina Aguilera's 'Back to Basics' album
It gets so complicated
All the things you gotta be
Everything's changing
But you're the truth
I'm amazed by all your patience
Everything I put you through
And when I'm about to fall
Somehow you're always waiting
Your open arms to catch me
You're gonna save me from myself
From myself, yes
You're gonna save me from myself
My love is tainted by your touch
Well some guys have shown me aces
But you've got that royal flush
I know it's crazy everyday
Well tomorrow maybe shaky
But you never turn away
Don't ask me why I'm crying
'Cause when I start to crumble
You know how to keep me smiling
You always save me from myself
From myself, myself
You're gonna save me from myself
I know it's hard, it's hard
But you've broken all my wallsY
ou've been my strength, so strong
And don't ask me why I love you
It's obvious your tenderness
Is what I need to make me
A better woman to myself
To myself, myself
You're gonna save me from myself
adapted from Christina Aguilera's 'Back to Basics' album
Thursday, July 20, 2006
Baby #2
When my menses were late for a week, I was praying hard that it's due to weight loss or stress or any other reasons besides being pregnant. Thinking back, we were careful, weren't we? WEREN'T WE?!
After a brief thought about it I had to get myself a home pregnancy test kit to find out and lo and behold! The results? 2 obvious blue lines. My heart sank. I know I should be ecstatic about it but instead I feel like a teenager in trouble.
How can I be pregnant again? I didn't know whether to laugh or cry. It felt like a blur. Thinking God must be playing a trick on me. We went to the clinic the next day and the doctor told us there's not much point to take the test again as these things are quite accurate (it's more likely a false results if it was a negative)...
There's so many weighty issues on our minds. Baby Buk, our new house, our financial status. I was more worried about hubby. Is he able to cope with another baby? I guess it wouldn't be so bad if we didn't just spend a fortune renovating our place.
It took us a few days for reality to sink in and finally accepted the fact that there isn't much we can do about it but to cherish and be thankful to Allah S.W.T. for His blessings.
Now, I actually do feel happy about being pregnant again and am looking forward to our new little bundle of joy!
After a brief thought about it I had to get myself a home pregnancy test kit to find out and lo and behold! The results? 2 obvious blue lines. My heart sank. I know I should be ecstatic about it but instead I feel like a teenager in trouble.
How can I be pregnant again? I didn't know whether to laugh or cry. It felt like a blur. Thinking God must be playing a trick on me. We went to the clinic the next day and the doctor told us there's not much point to take the test again as these things are quite accurate (it's more likely a false results if it was a negative)...
There's so many weighty issues on our minds. Baby Buk, our new house, our financial status. I was more worried about hubby. Is he able to cope with another baby? I guess it wouldn't be so bad if we didn't just spend a fortune renovating our place.
It took us a few days for reality to sink in and finally accepted the fact that there isn't much we can do about it but to cherish and be thankful to Allah S.W.T. for His blessings.
Now, I actually do feel happy about being pregnant again and am looking forward to our new little bundle of joy!
Wednesday, July 12, 2006
Buk
Our little Buk isn't so little anymore. Sometimes we feel that you're growing up too fast! What's happened to our tiny helpless little baby? You're 1 and taking over the world (haha so to speak)...
You seem to be cheekier every day. Fight your sleep during naptime. Dance even when there isn't any music around. Pull your little toy snail around and run away when you know Mummy is chasing after you.
The best part of all is when you give us your little hugs. Simply adorable and you make us feel so blessed to have you, Buk!
ps: your nickname 'Buk' was given to you by Mummy because you used to make the 'bukbuk' sound with your lips when you were a few months old =)
You seem to be cheekier every day. Fight your sleep during naptime. Dance even when there isn't any music around. Pull your little toy snail around and run away when you know Mummy is chasing after you.
The best part of all is when you give us your little hugs. Simply adorable and you make us feel so blessed to have you, Buk!
ps: your nickname 'Buk' was given to you by Mummy because you used to make the 'bukbuk' sound with your lips when you were a few months old =)
Monday, July 10, 2006
Happy 1st birthday!
This time last year, Mummy was lying in the hospital bed going through waves and waves of painful contractions. In my head, all Mummy could think about was 'When are you coming out!?' Every passing minute seemed like eternity. Doctors and nurses came and went and still no signs of you.
Then at about 9pm, the doctors suggested Mummy go for an emergency caesarean because you, my dear baby was becoming a little too distressed. Your heartbeat slowed with each contraction and the doctors were getting worried. So in the midst of pain and worry, Mummy had to sign the consent letter before they could wheel me into the operating theatre. All this while, Daddy was nowhere to be found and Mummy was getting furious from all the pain.
Alas, as they were wheeling Mummy out the labor room, there stood Daddy at the entrance looking white in the face, as he was lost at what was going on. The first thing Mummy did was yelled at him 'Where the h*** were you?' Oh, you have to understand the pain Mummy was going through for me to shout at him.
As the nurses and doctors pushed Mummy around in the four-wheeled bed, I was getting nervous and scared. Was Mummy ready to have you afterall? It seemed like a distant memory carrying you for 10 months and now it's finally time.
The operating theatre was cold and unwelcoming. Mummy wanted to leave as soon as I was brought into it. The doctor gave Mummy an anesthetic and couldn't feel anything from the waist down. The doctors covered my view so I couldn't see the procedure.
At exactly 10.35pm, Mummy heard your first cries and I was euphoric. It was THE most amazing sound a mother could hear. The nurses cleaned you up and wrapped you up nicely in a warm blanket before letting Mummy see you. Oh, you were the most beautiful creature Allah has ever created. I reached out to touch your little foot and was amazed at how soft and smooth you were.
Then you were brought out to Daddy and Mummy couldn't wait to see you again.
All these happened a year ago, Buk. Now you're an active, cheeky, adorable and sweetest little boy. Mummy and Daddy love you very very much.
Happy First Birthday!
Plenty of Lovelove, Hughugs and Kuskus...
Then at about 9pm, the doctors suggested Mummy go for an emergency caesarean because you, my dear baby was becoming a little too distressed. Your heartbeat slowed with each contraction and the doctors were getting worried. So in the midst of pain and worry, Mummy had to sign the consent letter before they could wheel me into the operating theatre. All this while, Daddy was nowhere to be found and Mummy was getting furious from all the pain.
Alas, as they were wheeling Mummy out the labor room, there stood Daddy at the entrance looking white in the face, as he was lost at what was going on. The first thing Mummy did was yelled at him 'Where the h*** were you?' Oh, you have to understand the pain Mummy was going through for me to shout at him.
As the nurses and doctors pushed Mummy around in the four-wheeled bed, I was getting nervous and scared. Was Mummy ready to have you afterall? It seemed like a distant memory carrying you for 10 months and now it's finally time.
The operating theatre was cold and unwelcoming. Mummy wanted to leave as soon as I was brought into it. The doctor gave Mummy an anesthetic and couldn't feel anything from the waist down. The doctors covered my view so I couldn't see the procedure.
At exactly 10.35pm, Mummy heard your first cries and I was euphoric. It was THE most amazing sound a mother could hear. The nurses cleaned you up and wrapped you up nicely in a warm blanket before letting Mummy see you. Oh, you were the most beautiful creature Allah has ever created. I reached out to touch your little foot and was amazed at how soft and smooth you were.
Then you were brought out to Daddy and Mummy couldn't wait to see you again.
All these happened a year ago, Buk. Now you're an active, cheeky, adorable and sweetest little boy. Mummy and Daddy love you very very much.
Happy First Birthday!
Plenty of Lovelove, Hughugs and Kuskus...
Saturday, April 15, 2006
boy or girl?
Sometimes I wonder if people ask questions just to irk you or they're just plain ignorant. I know Baby Khalis looked like a girl when he had long hair, but even after cutting it short, dressed him up in shirt, shorts and sandals, people are still asking the same annoying question: "Girl ar?" "Boy or girl ar?"
even after I tell them 'boy', then they'll go "Hah? Boy ar? Aiyoh so cute look like girl!" So am I suppose to pleased to hear that my son is cute to the point where he looks like a girl?
I didn't think I would be so bothered by it but as more ignorant people ask me that same question, the more I feel like telling them to wash their eyeballs and look carefully before asking, "Boy or girl ar?"
It's not that I'm being hostile. I like showing him off to the world but as who he is. A boy! With big doey eyes, button nose and pouty lips which are of inheritance of both me and his daddee.. Of course I feel proud when someone comes up to us and say how adorable he is or even when someone is passing by and remarks on how cute he is, just don't ask if he's a boy or a girl when it's so obvious!
So, next time you see him, keep in mind that he's a boy and please, aren't you tired of asking a baby its gender?
even after I tell them 'boy', then they'll go "Hah? Boy ar? Aiyoh so cute look like girl!" So am I suppose to pleased to hear that my son is cute to the point where he looks like a girl?
I didn't think I would be so bothered by it but as more ignorant people ask me that same question, the more I feel like telling them to wash their eyeballs and look carefully before asking, "Boy or girl ar?"
It's not that I'm being hostile. I like showing him off to the world but as who he is. A boy! With big doey eyes, button nose and pouty lips which are of inheritance of both me and his daddee.. Of course I feel proud when someone comes up to us and say how adorable he is or even when someone is passing by and remarks on how cute he is, just don't ask if he's a boy or a girl when it's so obvious!
So, next time you see him, keep in mind that he's a boy and please, aren't you tired of asking a baby its gender?
Monday, April 10, 2006
You
You,
You make my heart flutter,
With your every smile,
And every glisten in your eyes.
You are who you are,
Your world is bright and unpretentious,
Every expression is there for all to see,
Genuine, innocent and free.
Giggle when you're happy,
Cry when you're not,
There is no mask,
To hide behind it all.
Give a little kiss,
Followed by a hug,
My dearest lil' prince,
You are very much loved.
Mummee
You make my heart flutter,
With your every smile,
And every glisten in your eyes.
You are who you are,
Your world is bright and unpretentious,
Every expression is there for all to see,
Genuine, innocent and free.
Giggle when you're happy,
Cry when you're not,
There is no mask,
To hide behind it all.
Give a little kiss,
Followed by a hug,
My dearest lil' prince,
You are very much loved.
Mummee
Wednesday, April 05, 2006
wasted education?
I have a Diploma in Film&TV from LimKokWing University College of Creative Technology. I spent 3 years there and passed my tertiary education with flying colours, even achieving an award for Best in Screenwriting. My dad probably spent about RM18K including my books and allowance. So what happened to my oh so wonderful education and super-proud award? They're left somewhere at the back of my brain and closet respectively. I used to think that I owe my dad big time for forking out so much on my education only to have me end up marrying my long term boyfriend. Don't get me wrong, I'm not regretting my decision to settle down. I couldn't ask for a better life really. And to be blessed with an adorable son, who would?
My point is, what if I made use of my diploma and have a chance at working in a broadcasting firm and having a career? What if I pursued my education and spend another 2 years getting a Degree? I know being married to Amer wouldn't hold me back but as soon as I settled down, I became comfortable teaching English to primary students and earning a decent amount of money for myself. (My money is my money and Amer's money is OUR money, mind you ;) )
Ok, back to the part where I used to think I owe my dad big time. I recently read a post in my Yahoo! Group known as SAHP (Stay at home parents) and I came across this profound saying,
The more education you have, the better equipped you are at bringing up a child into this world. Education offers you a thinking platform & it doesn't matter what you studied or where. As long as you have been exposed to an education, you think better & thus are able to nurture your child in a more wholesome manner. Never ever think that your education is wasted.
Such strong words don't you think? Nonetheless, I've never regretted having a child at this young age and becoming a mother takes more of you than you can imagine. With those words, I shall stop feeling sorry for my dad and think that I still owe him big time, in turn, I thank him for my education and his blessings over my decision to settle down..
My point is, what if I made use of my diploma and have a chance at working in a broadcasting firm and having a career? What if I pursued my education and spend another 2 years getting a Degree? I know being married to Amer wouldn't hold me back but as soon as I settled down, I became comfortable teaching English to primary students and earning a decent amount of money for myself. (My money is my money and Amer's money is OUR money, mind you ;) )
Ok, back to the part where I used to think I owe my dad big time. I recently read a post in my Yahoo! Group known as SAHP (Stay at home parents) and I came across this profound saying,
The more education you have, the better equipped you are at bringing up a child into this world. Education offers you a thinking platform & it doesn't matter what you studied or where. As long as you have been exposed to an education, you think better & thus are able to nurture your child in a more wholesome manner. Never ever think that your education is wasted.
Such strong words don't you think? Nonetheless, I've never regretted having a child at this young age and becoming a mother takes more of you than you can imagine. With those words, I shall stop feeling sorry for my dad and think that I still owe him big time, in turn, I thank him for my education and his blessings over my decision to settle down..
Sunday, March 19, 2006
8 months
Baby Khalis is now 8 months old! Has 6 teeth (4 on top and 2 bottom). Is an expert in the art of crawling and is able to stand and cruise while holding on to something, though still unsteady.
Has an incredibly cheeky look! But had to cut his hair. Was getting a little too long and people keep thinking that he's a girl!
He seems to understand 'fan' and 'fish' though he doesn't point at them, he just looks at the direction when asked where they are. Am teaching him other things as well. He's also able to call out 'ma' and 'mama' but we're not sure if he's calling out to me or just having fun making the sound! =D
Has an incredibly cheeky look! But had to cut his hair. Was getting a little too long and people keep thinking that he's a girl!
He seems to understand 'fan' and 'fish' though he doesn't point at them, he just looks at the direction when asked where they are. Am teaching him other things as well. He's also able to call out 'ma' and 'mama' but we're not sure if he's calling out to me or just having fun making the sound! =D
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