Sunday, December 25, 2016

To the moon~

We were on the road from Malacca. It had passed Maghrib and the sky was pouring. Tia was lying down while resting her head on my lap looking outside the car window.

Out of a sudden, Tia sat down, looked at me and asked, "Where's the moon?"

Wanting to make her go to sleep, I answered, "The moon is sleeping Tia. That's why you can't see it."

She looked outside again, and asked the same question again, "Where's the moon?"

For the second time I answered, "The moon is sleeping."

Tia: No mi-mi! Moon cannot sleep.
Me: (I laughed) Then.. why can't you see the moon?
Tia: ...

Tia: Because it is raining!
Me: (smiling) Yes Tia. But why when it is raining you cannot see the moon? (my turn to ask the question)
Bahim: Because when it's raining, the clouds cover the moon. The moon is behind the clouds.
Me: Why there must be clouds when it is raining?
Jia: It is because, the clouds bring the rain. If there is no cloud, then there's no rain.

May Allah bless the three of you forever more! Muahx!

Monday, November 14, 2016

6 for Bahim!

It is that special time of the year again for you Bahim.. happy birthday my big boy soleh! You are finally 6 which means, now you get to play the Minecraft ‘lego’ stuff without having to worry about those guilt around your shoulder anymore (note to readers: the packaging says for 6+). Hihihi

Being 6 mark a beginning of a different chapter for you Bahim! Believe it or not, you are going to a big boy school already! Joining your best friend, cheche, insyaAllah. Hihi.. 

So, another year has passed. You have been fantastic.. just as how any growing boys should be I guess i.e. laughing, climbing, crying, smiling, jumping, merajuk-ing, running, falling..  LOL! Full of colours!

You are always excited to talk about Minecraft, PvZ or Boboiboy with your cheche. You have now convert from Angry Bird to the mentioned three. At one time, we have close to 50 choki-choki at home because you and cheche were crazy collecting the Boboboy AR card #pengsanummi. Guess what I had to do? I did what any mom would do - say no more to buying choki-choki. Not until all the choki-choki has finished. But my actions prove to be wrong and unwise. You, cheche and Tia worked as a team to finish the choki-choki. Adeh~ #pengsanummi 

Teacher Shima once told me that you used to sit and play all by yourself and that you would talk to yourself. Hihi.. I guess you forgot to mention to Teacher Shima about your many imaginary friends. I used to talk to myself but I didn't remember having any imaginary friends. It was funny when you were tricking cheche telling her that your imaginary friends were still in the room when she was about to get ready for school. Hihi! Being a good cheche, your cheche would then pretend to chase away all your imaginary friends and scolding them not to enter the room. 

Hmm... The biggest changes in you Bahim that I witnessed this year was to see you becoming more of MY handy helper. You would without having me to instruct you to do would wash the dishes that I usually left out in the sink to pile up (oppss.. bocor rahsia~), you would help to sort the laundry before folding your own clothes, you would help me to arrange the shoes every time, you would also help me to remove Tia’s dirty clothes into the laundry basket when we reached home from school and hang her towel for the next day.. thank you Bahim. Mi-mi pray that you would continue to become a handy helper. You are going to make Mi-mi proud and your future wife one happy wife insyaAllah. Hihihi ;-)
Mama Yana sent this after we returned from Penang~ You have been helping out to make the shoes when we were there
Thank you Bahim for letting Tia win every morning.. letting her to press the lift button. This would stop her from her morning tantrum. LOL. Thank you also for letting Tia to reach the gate first every evening. She was just like you when you were at her age. You too have always wanted to be the first. Hihi..

Mi-mi pray that you will continue to be blessed and that one day you would grow into a great Qawwamun - one of the protectors and maintainers. Mi-mi love you Bahim!

Wednesday, November 9, 2016

Yaby's two cents ~ No. 5

Three things destroy, and three things save.

As for the three things that destroy, they are: 
- greediness that is obeyed
- desires that are followed
- self-conceited and proud of ownself

As for the three things that save, they are: 
- fear of God in secret and public
- moderation in poverty and richness
- fairness in anger and pleasure

Tuesday, November 8, 2016

My Comfort Zone~

I was walking with a colleague the other day and we were talking about our growing kids. She mentioned how much she going to miss seeing her youngest son in the 'baby' form i.e. all grown up now. Then came her next sentence, which came to me as a good daily reminder.. She said, "Amy, enjoy the moment while it lasts". From her smile, I could only picture what's rolling in her mind at that moment. :-)

I agree with her statement a 100%. And it is in my opinion that as a parent, it is good to be reminded on this point over and over again.

Kids will always be kids. We can't deny that fact. My kids are no different than any other kids. Some times they would listen to you.. other times they simply decided to put your patience to the test. Yup.. you got that right. Some times, when my days are good.. I would just let it pass.. other times, they can be sure to hear my angry voice echoes at the four corners of the wall. LOL

So why am I sharing this.. right now? This soooo early in the morning? Well.. I was awaken by some noise.. and my sleep was interupted. As I tried to put myself to sleep again, I watched my little Tia sleeping soundly next to me. I caught her small hands and she gripped my fingers in her sleep.

It was at that moment.. I felt a comfort in my heart. I realised that I needed my kids more than they needed me. They made me happy without them realising it.. Alhamdulillah.. All praise is to Allah.. May Allah bless you more my dear Jia, Bahim and Tia.

As for me.. I pray that I will continue to be grateful and be more grateful for all the granted blessings.. especially to the good things that I may have taken for granted. Amiin

Wednesday, August 31, 2016

Being Free~

In the last two days.. my emotion has been way down and way up. LOL! I had thought to blog about something else.. but I guess, I shall wait for another month or so before spilling on 'that' issue. Huhuhu..

Last night.. while many Malaysians were waiting to watch the fireworks.. I was left awake wanting to finish a book entitle - "Lelaki Terakhir Menangis di Bumi" by Musa Nuwayri. If you asked me what the book is all about? My brief answer would be - the price of an 'Independence'. I know~ coincidentally :-p

The book started off by describing the author's early school life - as a teenager living in a boarding school and later how he came to the land of Jordon. The book then go on by 'telling' the readers of the efforts and struggles of Tangisan Syria Di Bumi Jordan (TSDBJ) movement. I used the word 'telling' because I had imagined someone was telling me stories the entire time as I was reading the book. 

Truth must be told.. when I reached page 38 of the book, my throat began to dry. On page 40, I could not hold back my tears anymore. Yup.. the book is not of a forbidden love story which could easily bring down tears but more of a journal portraying the true picture of what's happening to migrant of Syria in Jordan. Kids with no parents or sick parents working just to have enough, children with no shoes or proper clothing facing the cold winter nights, family living in tattered camps with very little food and water. :-(

All these refugees ever wanted is to be able to return to Syria where they belong. To be independent of the crime by the so-called ruling party which have chased these innocent lives away from their land. All they ever wanted are to live free again and having a home of their own. #supersad

The book also depicts the nature of some Arabs living there. I would not have imagined it in such a way the author has described. Simply heartbreaking. I am not going to put it here for you. You got to read it for yourself! Hihihi... There was also about the good Malaysian and the not so good ones but definitely MORE of the good Malaysian I must stressed it out here. It was so heartwarming to know that these Syrians wanted to see more of Malaysia just because of the effort led by the TSDBJ. 
I would recommend youngster to read the book. I personally am going to hunt for the book for my own keeping (since I borrowed this book for K Awin) as well as for my kids to read it one day. Hopefully my children would cherished more of what they have, always be grateful and care for others more. Amiin! I also pray to Allah to continue to bless the family of Musa Nuwayri and the team of TSDBJ and to make it easy for them in their effort to spread more good. I do felt a whole lot envy towards the team since they were the 'lucky' selected few who were making real life changes for the Ummah.. especially at their very young age... :-D

..and that we MALAYSIAN will truly be 'free' and prosper in the near future. Happy Merdeka Day! ;-) 

Thursday, August 11, 2016

Oh MC~

I never wanted MC this badly in my entire life! LOL! Tapi tak dapat

It all started last Monday. I had a slight fever. I thought it was the migraine. Although, I did have some reservation since usually, should migraine strike, I would lose either one of my eyesight first and never the pain located at the stretched of my forehead. I took a PCM and rest. The next morning, my temperature went up and my head felt like exploding. I took down two pills and another after 6 hours.. but nothing seems to work. I was like a walking zombie. Could hardly sat still nor stand..  

On Wednesday morning, I felt way much better. I went to work like normal, submit an application of 'unplanned leave' for Tuesday since I couldn't possibly drive to get an MC. At 3pm, I received a call from Tia's school, telling me that Tia had a high fever of 39.5 degree celcius. Upon reaching home that evening, things started to go all hay wire again. I began to tremble, feeling all warm but cold in the inside. The headache started to say Hello again. Oh yes, not to forget to mention that I vomited too. 

By 10pm, I felt so much better sleeping in a dark room - a locked down room by Yaby. Sweats started to come out and I thought 'Yeay, I am all good now'. I went to join the rest in the Master bedroom. Guess what? At 3am Tia woke up. Her fever was up again. My temperature was up too. We both had to take PCM. Not long after Tia had her medicine, she threw up. Kesian.

So this morning, I decided to do blood check-up. I really wanted to know what is wrong with both of us. Before I proceed, here's a disclaimer -  
I love Doctors. I have family members in this most honourable profession. I have met great Doctors, I seriously look up to all Doctors. I think they are a selfless human being who always put others before them. 
Now let's continue. :-D

I reached the clinic at a little pass 8am. Our number was quick too which was superb! Once entered, I told the doctor of our history and even stressed out that we had our PCM at 4am and we would like to do a blood test. The Doctor took our temperature and said out loud, "temperature normal ye". I found out that to be a little awkward as if the Doctor dismissed the idea that we could both be under the effect of PCM, hence, normal reading. Or maybe The Doctor didn't hear me. Anyhow, the Doctor took a piece of paper and said we could do a test for Tia. I said "can I have the same test too?". In my head just trying to get a piece of mind. Well.. you know.. when you just had a lot of fun at the river last weekend and the night before you were reading about leptospirosis and you found out that all the symptoms were spot on. Hihihi.. Adeh~  #ihadtoinsisttogetmybloodtested

Fast forward, we both got our blood results. Since I am no medical Doctors, I don't understand much of the abbreviation. 

As a penyibuk mother.. I need to know 'everything'. LOL! By that, I would ask a lot of questions (nicely) and that I would expect a good answers in return. Hihi! To this morning Doctor, you are a sweet and kind Doctor, and I really think you could improve your method when meeting with patients. I suggest you do like the many other Doctors who have actually started EDUCATING their patients not just merely INFORMING their patients. So when any patients asked, "Doctor, can you please tell me what that Hi and Lo indicate?" by telling us "it's normal.. it's normal" wouldn't work for most people especially mothers like me. Hihi.. Thank you Doctor for attending me!

You might think, "Alahai... normal laa for GH Doctors. Kesian mereka kena jumpa banyak patients. Mana sempat nak layan lebih-lebih". I agree! Totally! I didn't mean "layan lebih-lebih" but to consider some time to educate patients on the sickness or the medicine. I honestly pity all Doctors especially those in the Housemenship stage. Bertabahlah! So here's another disclaimer -
I have met wonderful Doctors at GH laa~ So caring, kind and passionate. May Allah bless those Doctors who are sincere in their works! Amiin. #love
Not so good Doctors are everywhere. My two worst experience with Doctors were in fact from the private Hospitals. Yesza! Adeh~ 

You see, being brought up by Ummi most of the time, I would say that all of us have higher pain threshold. "Kalau sakit, Selawat", was what Ummi used to tell us. Don't judge my Ummi. It's just that, money don't come easy for us and we would do everything to try not to go to clinic mostly because of the hassle. Alhamdulillah we survived.  Having said that, we siblings have stressed to Ummi super many times when she was about to go for Hajj, that even if she felt the slightest pain or tired, she should inform the officer at once. Kalau tak, tak nak kawan. LOL!

Back to the story, what happen was, it was in the middle of the night, I felt my chest cramping. It was hard for me to breath. I have been holding up for quite sometimes. We went to the emergency and was hoping to get a fair analysis. I guess, the Doctor thought I wasn't in 'much' pain. The Doctor dismissed me by telling me it was just a normal cramp because I have been coughing and prescribed me with Arcoxia. I knew something was not right still. I went to Uni clinic and requested an x-ray the next day. The Doctor then told me that I was with pneumonia. Alhamdulillah I received the right medication in time. If not, I might not be able to post this entry. 

The second worst experience was also at this same private Hospital. Sepatutnya once bitten twice shy kan.. but that time it was Tia who needed medical attention. This private Hospital was the closest to home you see. This Doctor, was the worst kind of all! The Doctor might have issues at that time.. but for not conversing with me (the patient's mother) or explaining anything to me.. was just too much! We followed a nurse around and at one point to my surprise I was given a prescription for Tia. Yes, I did mengamok at the Hospital. Sigh~ Turned out Tia got lung infections too from a different Clinic and not just normal flu like that lousy Doctor expected~

Told you bad Doctors are everywhere.  

So what about MC?~ well to this morning Doctor.. right now me and Tia are with fever again. I had the headache although not as bad. Not sure about Tia. The question now is, am I right to say that I should be given an MC today? Hehehe #peace

Friday, August 5, 2016

My Ummi~

So yesterday Ummi had left us all for Hajj. My feeling - kinda mixed up.

They say all mothers are special in their children's eyes. It is true.. to most.. including myself.

My Ummi, as far as I can remember, has always been the strong-willed and the most patient. She had raised us mostly on her own after we moved to Klang ever since I was in Standard 2. Daddy was working in Pahang at that time. Daddy chose to stay in Pahang since the work there has more over-time so that he had enough to pay for our schools and etc. I can never thank Ummi and Daddy enough for their sacrifices. Thank you Ummi and Daddy.

Speaking of sacrifices.. Ummi is simply best at that. One time, I remember.. after our dinner.. I was still hungry. Yes, I was growing (read: an eater). Ummi's routine had always been - to cook, prepare our food on the table, called us out and we ate. Most of the time, she would only eat after we finished. And usually of what's left. Although we siblings were constantly reminded by Ummi to 'remember of others' and to 'let others have their share too', I guess, that one time, I just want to eat. And so.. while Ummi was eating, I went to Ummi with that wishful eyes (oh... I was so bad). The moment Ummi suap me, my little sister and my little brother came rushing to join me. I saw Ummi was smiling the entire time while she fed her hungry 'sharks' as we were fighting to be the next. Adeh~ It was also at that moment, that I remember telling myself not to ngendeng Ummi's food ever again because the moment Ummi fed me, she didn't get any after that (dah habis baru menyesal). But I won't deny that should Ummi voluntarily called "Amy nak.." I would voluntarily came rushing towards her with my mouth wide open.. sebab best ooo makan bersuap. Plus, rezeki jangan ditolak. Ngahahaha! Thank you Ummi!

One of Ummi's favourite saying is "lebih baik susahkan seorang dari menyusahkan lebih ramai orang". And that 'seorang' is usually referring to herself. You see, one of my favourite pass time is to listen to stories of yesteryears. I have always viewed Ummi's stories in my head as an exciting adventure.. whether it was the story of climbing trees to find fruits or to look for besi buruk to be sold or to story of riding bicycles in the middle of the night.. they are so cool! When I asked my Atok of stories of Ummi or from Mak Long, Mak Ngah and Mak Su, or from her closest friends, I found out that much too often she would be saviour or the helper. Ummi would be the one who send food in the middle of the night for Atok Atan at a deserted Gurkha Camp.. Ummi would be the one who had to prepare all supplies for Atok Atan when Atok Atan 'worked' on people.. Ummi would be the one to console her friends.. and much more. Terbaik sangat Ummi!

If you realised, the intonation of this entry isn't a sad one. Well.. this is how Ummi would put it writing. In all her letters sent to me when I was away from home.. not once.. not even once the letter sounded melancholy. It was always happy and cheery like there was no problem in the world. So positive with energy. Ummi would talk about cats and how well I should eat and that I don't have to worry about home and to stay focus in my studies.. Even when 'that' incident occur (adeh.. mata masuk habuk), she could still put a strong happy face for me.. as if nothing has happened. My Ummi is just so good at making others happy.. and so good at keeping problems to herself... 

Oh I can really go on and on writing about Ummi.. but I guess, I shall keep those points.. maybe in other post. Hihi...

Thank you Ummi for always being there for me. You always have the right things to say and when I needed the most. Whenever I am in doubt, you would make me certain of my decisions. Thank you Ummi! I love ya! 

Ummi, selamat mengerjakan ibadat haji. Semoga diberi kesihatan yang sempurna sepanjang di sana. Moga beroleh Haji Mabrur. Amiin! We all miss you already. Ada rezeki kita jumpa lagi. 

4th August KT02

Tuesday, June 28, 2016

Quick Post

To reach a time like no other,
When love talk becomes splendour,
Remain steadfast in Allah's border,
And everything shall dance in order.

mdm ellywong

*First published at Amalina's FB status*

Wednesday, June 22, 2016

Our grow...

I promised myself that I won't take too much time writing this down. Hihi.. I just had too.. 

So I decided to plant some flowery plants - again! That is after my fail attempt in taking care of rose plant. This time, K Han was being very kind to give me rose jepun (as what she called it).

The first 4~
I went to the nearest Dais0.. bought myself 4 pots.. requested daddy to bring me some top soil.. hihi.. Yup! I was super excited! Me and kids had even assigned one pot each and fabricated the most-blooms competition which takes place everyday. Basically the pot with most flowers wins! Hoho.. Everything seems to go as plan. Every evening we will go to our pots and count those flowers. Some day my pot has the most flowers.. another day Jia's.. Bahim's and Tia's.

Then came my first hurdle.. we were going to Japan for more than a week. For days I had been thinking what to do with the flowers. Should I put it at my parking spot? Should I seek help from my neighbours? In the end, I had arranged everything in the toilets on the departure day. One pot under one dedicated dripping tap as suggested by Chena (too bad I didn't have a photo of it! Hihi). 

Upon returning from our vacation, I could say that I was glad that the flowers were still alive although looking rather 'weak'. A few days under the perfect sunlight and good amount of water, the plants started to bloom nicely again. I was happy again.

Little did I know that the happiness was not going to last after all...

K Han was again kind enough to give me a new batch of flowers. Excited I was, I went to Dais0 again and this time I bought some soil from G1ant. I was more than happy at that time because I finally had a full stretched of flower pots as I had always wanted. Things started to fall apart 3 weeks later..

I began to notice that my plant in the  biggest pot turned yellow. I seldom get to see what was happening around it since I placed it on a higher ground. As I pulled the flower pot, I was horrified to see white insects eating my flowers happily beramai-ramai. I didn't  know how or where they came from. But I do know my flowers are dying. Not knowing what I should do, I literally put everything in a bag and dumped it. It was a domino fall thereafter.. one pot after another... three pots left to this date.

White naughty insects eating my plants!

I contacted my personal plant expert, Chezel, to get some light on the unfortunate event. She advised me lots and that was also when I knew that I shouldn't have thrown the soil after all. Hihi.. All I have to do was to put it under the sun for sometime. Adeh.. rugi good soil. I was also advised to look for the white insects every now and then to remove it to stop it from multiply.

In life, we sometimes overlooked some matters or not prepared with adequate knowledge to even realised that you are in TROUBLE. You might think you are doing all good, but you didn't notice that there are some problems which started small at first or because you didn't know about it, you dismissed it. Very soon, the problem gets bigger and it consumes you.

One terrifying example for this is a matter linked with the heart - ujub. Nauzubillah hi minzalik. One might think they are growing more flowers (deeds) by the day but didn't realised that there are white insects (ujub) eating the plant killing those flowers. If one had known that insects would kill one's plant, one would take immediate actions. One would monitor (muhasabah) the plants well and look for the white insects and disposed all of them before things would get any worse i.e. no more flowers. Kan?~~

May this be a reminder to myself especially and that Allah protect our hearts and that our grow (imaan) to be preserved. May Allah continue to guide us all too especially in this Holy month of Ramadan. Amiin ya Allah.

Monday, June 13, 2016

Yaby's two cents ~ No. 4


I am holding a pen,
It is my pen,
It is my pen now, but not forever,
Tomorrow it might no longer be mine,
Tomorrow it might be broken,
Tomorrow it might be stolen,
Tomorrow You might take it back away from me.

I have some cloths now,
I have a nice car now,
I have a beautiful house now,
Have Nice Job... Nutritious Foods... Savings Money...
Have Happy Family... Good Physical... Everything...
But tomorrow will they still be mine?
Are they actually... really... mine?

Thank You for all these bounties.
Thank You for providing me with so much.
But I always forgotten,
Always feel proud and greedy,
Always looked down at others without pity,
Always forgotten that it was never because of me,
As if all these bounties will be freely LEASED forever to me.

Friday, May 27, 2016

My Usrati~

In the last few days, I seemed to be discussing the matter of 'usrah' more than any other topics. Hihi. I remember the first 'intervention' I encountered with regards to usrah.

~Long long time ago..

.. about 18 years ago, I had the chance to meet Cikgu Mashitah. She was a chemistry teacher who wore tudung labuh and had a soft voice. One day, after Zuhur prayer on one Friday at the Musolla, I saw Cikgu Mashitah and I walked towards her. We began to talk about Islam especially on our roles as children to our parents. Although it was a one off and we never declare it as an 'usrah', I somewhat felt happy to be seating with her discussing about Islam. There is one in particular that I remember to this date from her sharing. She said something like;
Dalam setiap keluarga selalunya ada Permata (among children). Berusahalah kita untuk menjadi Permata itu. - Cikgu Mashitah
Where ever she may be right now, I pray for her best state of health and iman. Amiin!

Cikgu Mashitah

A few months later, while I was in college, I was fortunate enough to have chalet-mates who introduced me with reading Al-Mulk before going to bed. You know the feeling when you played any games and at one point in the game it says "achievement unlocked" and you'll go "YES!". Yup! That was how I felt. It's the second "achievement unlocked" after I fall in love with Al-Mathurat. I still remember going to the market to buy the purple Al-Mathurat and the small white and greenish book containing selected Surah just as I have seen the two books in my friends' book collections. It's like - FINALLY I have one of my own! Hoho..

Not long after that, these good people called for the first usrah seating. I was all excited already. In our first seating, we were contemplating on surah Al-Fatihah. Truth must be told. It was also then that I only knew that most scholars has agreed that "Bismillahirrahmanirrahim" is a part of the surah making it seven ayah in total. At that moment, I did feel like I was the most jahil person of them all. Huhuhu.. Thanks girls for all the great effort! 

Mara girls!

Three months after the above photo was taken, all of us had the opportunity to go to the UK. 

Many would say that being away from your family ABROAD would mean:
a. you are free to do anything you want without having needed to be worried what your parents going to say; 
b. there's no one who is really there to stop you from what you decided to do; 
c. there are wide range of friends and experience you could choose from.
..and guess what I did. I decided to follow all three options above. :-)

From the option above, I decided that:
a. ..I am free to follow any circle group I want to without having to worry what my parents would to say;

b. ..there's nothing to worry about since, not Ummi or Daddy was there to stop me from deciding to do 'a'. In fact, Ummi and Daddy were happy that someone was there to look after me; 

c. ..yes, true.. there are wide range of friends and experience I could choose from. Therefore I chose a circle of friends who would correct me if I did anything wrong, who would listen to me and advise me 'when' and 'what' I needed the most.. a friend who could share my laughter and my sorrow. Thank you Eeda, Kak Nadia,  Kak Fizah, Fedy, Bugs, Azie, Bert and Akmal for becoming the best hall-mate and usrah-mate anyone could ask for! Then there were also Kak Nogha and Kak Juju my study-mate cum usrah-mate, Kak Amani, Kak Fadiah, Kak Ila and Kak Wan - the batch geng and my usrah-mate! Hihihi 
From my personal humble experience, one of the highlights of studying abroad is definitely you'll learn to cherish and appreciate your religion more. I personally learn a lot about Islam during my time there. I got to listen to international speakers and great minds discussing on matters relating to our religion. It was simply a beautiful experience. Oh how I missed those days. 

Having said that, the outcome of above might be different if not for the wonderful characters whom I got to meet when I was there in the UK. Without any order, there were Kak Fadz, Kak Mis, Kak Sham, Kak Yati, Kak Ween, Kak Shahida, Kak Hanim and Kak Mar to name a few - all of whom were my loving seniors, my caring naqibah. Each and everyone of them has the quality that I admire and look up too. May Allah bless them all. Amiin!

Among many memories with them all :D

So where am I going with this post? Some might disagree with the whole concept of having usrah. Least I would do to change that. Joining usrah is a matter of choice. What I shared was merely my journey and how grateful I was to Allah Who showed me the path which I think best suits me i.e. having a circle of friends whom I can proudly called - my usrati.

Tuesday, May 24, 2016


Since it has happened much too often now, I couldn't help myself not to post this up. LOL!

So this morning, while washing the dishes, Tia was asking me for something. Since she hasn't really had enough vocab to actually explain things.. I had only one choice that was to leave everything and went where ever she would take me.

As she was pointing to the small folded table, I knew she was asking me to help her to open the table so that she could use it to have her breakfast.

And so it happened..

Me: Tia.. say.. "I want the table please". Now say, "I"
Tia: I
Me: "want"
Tia: one.. two.. three.. four..
Me:  😂😂 I couldn't stop laughing!

Wednesday, April 27, 2016

T is for Tia and T is for Two~


Oh there are just so much that I can spill here about your past one year.. that's what happen in any toddler year. ;-)

Hmm.. to start with, I would say, Alhamdulillah, I have no problem sending you off to school. I can sense that you are more independent compared to your CheChe and KoKo. I guess the confidence must be the result of the love and care your CheChe and KoKo have given you (of course from Mi-mi and Ya-yah too! Hihi). You know everyone loves you and that's why you always feel good about yourself. Yes Tia, CheChe and KoKo have been very patient with you. They tend to give you everything you asked for.. yup.. up to this date. Hihi.. 

Not sure if you remember this.. one time, you were not well and that I had to bring you to class. I could not cancel the class because we have had to cancel too many classes already due to the bad haze. In the past, I had brought CheChe and KoKo to my class too. However, unlike Cheche and Koko, you conquered the class. You roamed the class like a healthy toddler. I had to make barricades to stop you from moving about. But you managed to crawl from under the table. Hehehe.. adeh~ ..and you are the first to successfully make scribbles on the class wall! Yikes! (sshhh.. I haven't cleaned them yet. Planning to do it during this short semester. Hihihi).

Another memorable and funny experience you shared with us was the time you had to go to the naughty corner. Hihi.. Adeh.. each time when you were instructed to be posted at the naughty corner (usually because you didn't want to share toys), you would walk slowly head down while making that crying sound under your breath. Memang kesian pun ada ummi tengok.. but had to. LOL! Thank you for being so funny Tia! Hihi

Thought you might want to know too. You didn't called yourself Tia the first time. The first was something else. But after doing some search, I found out that there is a not-so-good meaning in other language tied to it. That's why we didn't call you that. It was only quite recently that you got to Tia. After a quick search again making sure there is no bad meaning to it we made it official for you. :-)

May you continue to be one solehah and happy and healthy and carefree girl for me and Ya-yah. Amiin! To end this short birthday entry, we would like to sing your made-up happy song and endded it with how you said 'LOVE' for the first time~ 
Tia.. Tia..Where are you..How do you do..We.. MO.. you~
*MO = love~

Sunday, February 28, 2016

Quick Post!~ Poopy~

You see.. I have always wanted to share about what I am about to write the minute I learned about it. However, it tends to slip away (more than 6 years now) for some reason.. something very very remeh I would say actually.. but if you do it, it would be very thoughtful of you. That is how I see it if I have to put it in one sentence. This post is about *drum roll* how (I think) best to clean your toddler when he or she pooped. Hihihi. Yup! Seriously!! :-p

When we were in OZ.. I guess most parents there including myself used the wipes to clean our toddlers. Not only when we were out shopping or travel but I was in the same habit even when we were at home too. I would say probably because of the condition i.e. no tap in their toilet and when it was winter, we would as much as possible hate to go to the bathroom. Hihihi

Anyway, when we returned to Malaysia, my mother-in-law suggested something as I described above - thoughtful - when I was cleaning Jia's poo. I am pretty sure some thoughtful moms have done it too. But if you haven't I would suggest you give it a try especially if your toddler is able to stand and sit on their own. Hihi

So here goes;

Step 1: After confirming that your toddler has pooped, make your way with your child to the toilet with his/her towel.

Step 2: For this second step.. it would be easier if your toddler poopy is all nicely 'figured' (type 4) not that 'mushy' type kind of poo (type 5 or type 6). What you should do is, after carefully removing the strap, slowly bring up the soil nappy up to drop the poo into the toilet bowl (yup, that's why I said it would be easier for the type 4 not the latter :-p). Usually, I tried to 'push' as much poo as possible into the toilet bowl. As my mother-in-law has put it, this way, we are helping the garbage truck man by reducing their burden handling smelly nappies. :-)

Stool type

Step 3: After carefully fold and strap the soil nappy and telling your toddler how smelly his/her poopy was, carefully carry your toddler and put him/her on the toilet bowl. If your child still could not balance on their own, support your toddler with your thigh.

Step 4: Open the tap and wash your toddler there on the toilet bowl. Yup, just like how we adult do! This way, you don't need to clean the toilet floor every time you wash their poo. Kan kita nak ambil wudu' and all kan kan kan. ;-)

Step 5: Wrap your toddler with his/her towel and throw the soil nappy. By the way, if you tied the soil nappy in a plastic bag (the small plastic bag which you get when buying kuih-muih comes really handy here) will help to reduce the foul smell from coming out from the garbage

There you have it.. a simple step-by-step cleaning poo trick. Simple sangat kan! It's Fatihah's turn now. Hihihi ;-)


Monday, February 22, 2016

Yaby's two cents ~ No. 3

Ramai yang cinta kepada syurga kerana di syurga nanti akan dapat dirasai keseronokan dunia yang berlipat kali ganda. Cinta kerana keseronokan yang dibandingkan atas keseronokan dunia. Kerana cinta ini mereka beriman kepada Allah. Cinta yang dapat dikecapi selepas kehidupan ini.

Tetapi cinta sebenar adalah cinta kepada Allah untuk mendapat balasan cinta daripada Allah. Cinta suci atas keagungan Allah. Cinta yang lebih indah dan seronok daripada syurga yang dicipta oleh Allah. Cinta yang tidak perlu ditunggu dan dapat dinikmati sekarang dan selamanya.

“Allahumma Inni As Aluka Ridhaka Wal Jannah Wa A’uzubika Min Sakhathika Wannaar”

Thursday, February 11, 2016

Super 8 Jia~

While I am typing this, you, Jia, is sitting at the computer table next to me, composing a reply text to all who wishes you. Hihihi..

And after I just finished with the last sentence, you handed me back my phone saying “I’m done”. Hihihi…Can't believe that you are able to use the phone so well already. Sigh~~  :-p

Happy 8th Birthday Jia.. Mi-mi’s big girl Solehah! I would not forget the moment when you were little.. when asked what you want to become when you grew up, you said proudly “I want to become big girl solehah!” MasyaAllah.. I was sure happy to hearing that. Mi-mi pray that may you continue to be Guided by Allah and that He protects you from the evil and make you a blessed girl. Ameen ya Rabb! (of course the same Dua for Bahim and Fatihah too!)

Yesterday, upon reaching home, you asked permission for you and Bahim and Fatihah to go to the playground. I was not in a hurry (which not very often) and so I agreed. When I looked at you caring for Fatihah, carrying her onto the slides and then to the “horse” where all three of you pretended to be Comboy and Cowgirls (;-P) and later to the swing and finally to the see-saw, I knew I could rely  on you - a lot. Thank you Jia for being such a good daughter and a good sister. Ummi loves you a lot you know that! Cheeky Bahim and Choky-choky Fatihah love their cheche too! Remember how Fatihah loves to sit on you and that you would just let her be. Adeh~~ Hihi

You have just started to play chess in which I hope to see you beating Ya-yah in chess one day! Hehe.. 

Always remember Jia that you can put in practice what you learned in chess in real life too. In life you also need to strategize and then later execute the plan. Along the way, you will see that some moves are good while some are not so good. As a good player you would not want to repeat those bad moves again which is very important in real life. You will also notice Jia, just like in chess game, when no piece is threatened and that you are in the lead, there will be a time you need to make a choice to decide a new exciting path to the game. And that was when you need everything you know to make the RIGHT choice. Learn from your opponent moves if they are better than you. Observe and explore. 

Mi-mi has always loved chess too Jia. I have also learned a lot from chess. One in particular, I got it from Kong Kong. I could not remember for sure whether it was before or after a chess tournament but I remember what Kong Kong said to me. Kong Kong said, “on top of every cloud, there are clouds”. Yup Jia.. it means that in life there will always be someone that is better than you. So no matter how good you think you are, always stay humble. ;-)

Enough said from Ummi.. Today is your special day! And for that reason, another special Dua from Mi-mi to you – “May you continue to be Happy and Healthy!” Ameen ya Rabb. Please know that I have always loved you more Jia! (I said it last) Hihihi

Saturday, January 30, 2016

The Ayam Goreng~

On Thursday, I decided to cook something quick, hence, ayam goreng (fried chicken) was selected as the main dish. After dinner, there were 3 and half pieces left. As I were putting away the ayam goreng into a container before stacking it with everything else into the fridge, I was talking in my head that perhaps I could heat it up tomorrow 'for' breakfast. Little did I know that the kids would opt chocolate bread over the ayam goreng. By then, there were only 2. Again I have to decide the faith of the ayam goreng. Without thinking too long, I decided that the 2 ayam goreng shall be my lunch. I just have to top it up with rice and selected vegetable. Done deal!

But guess what? It didn't turn out that way...

After I repacked the ayam goreng and tuck it into my handbag, my Fatihah 'thought' that she had a better plan for the ayam goreng. While we were about to leave the house for school, I heard Jia screaming from the door, "Mi-miiiii!~~ Fatihah put her shoes on the ayam goreng!" As I rushed to the scence (I was at the kitchen gathering the rubbish), I saw Fatihah holding a shoe in one hand while my ayam goreng lying under the sole of the shoe. Adeh~~ Fatihah looked back at me smiling.. tactic.. tak jadi nak ngamok.

I made a final decision for the ayam goreng. I told the kids, "let's give the ayam goreng to the cat" in which Jia and Bahim shouted HoooRay in agreement with the idea. 

When we reached Educare, after sending Fatihah, we saw an 'eveready' cat. Quickly, we called for it in which it froze watching our moves. We placed the ayam goreng slowly before scampering back into our BumbleBee car. We could tell that it was a mama cat because she didn't consume the ayam goreng on the spot. Instead, she carefully selected a larger piece and away it dashed off to where we assumed her kittens would be. As the three of us watched the mama cat running away with the ayam goreng, I took the opportunity to tell Jia and Bahim what rezeki (provision) really means. 

I read once that rezeki is "anything that would benefit you". Simple! We always tend to link having money as rezeki. This idea however, is not entirely true. 

Rezeki is not how much money you are getting or having in the bank, but rezeki is how much of the money would be put to good use for you and your family. In the case of my ayam goreng, I had thought that all of the ayam goreng would be safe and sound in my belly nourishing me with enough protein. But I was wrong. The 2 ayam goreng were not my rezeki but they were the rezeki of the mama cat and her kittens'. The 2 ayam goreng have been 'decided' to fill the empty stomach of those cats and not mine. It was never mine to decide the faith of the ayam goreng but it was Allah's alone. ;-) 

With all the dilemma weighing down Malaysian these days, it is no surprises that most if not all of us would think whether or not what we are having is enough to sustain our future. It came naturally to my mind too. Then, there was a talk by my Ustazah which reminded us of the verse in Surah Al-Baqarah, verse 155-156:

And We will surely test you with something of fear and hunger and a loss of wealth and lives and fruits, but give good tidings to the patient, 
Who, when disaster strikes them, say, "Indeed we belong to Allah , and indeed to Him we will return."
Yup, all of us WILL SURELY be tested whether it is out of fear and/or by hunger and/or by loss of wealth and/or loss of lives BUT as a believer we must always remember what Allah has said in Surah Al-Mu'minun, verse 62:

And We charge no soul except [with that within] its capacity, and with Us is a record which speaks with truth; and they will not be wronged.
and with that, it hopes to give tranquillity in the believer hearts.. that Allah will always be by your side as long as you believe!~ ;-)

Oh yes.. before I forgot.. there was another twist to my ayam goreng story. Who could have told that later that day, I was suprised by a gift from k adah cute. Ayam goreng for vegetables! Rezeki~ Jazakillah k adah :-D

Tuesday, January 12, 2016

Yaby's two cents ~ No. 2

Terbaca dan tersentak:

"Masa kecil bila dengar pasal akhirat mudah hati berasa sedih, air mata mudah mengalir. Cinta dan takutkan Allah.
Bila remaja, badan sudah semakin kuat, makin berani buat dosa. Dalam hati sudah pandai berkata, nanti tua nanti bertaubat. Pandai bargain. Cinta dunia bermula.

Dah semakin tua, hidup semakin senang, akal semakin panjang, rasa takut, rasa sedih bila dengar mengenai akhirat semakin tiada. Dosa tidak diendah. Mula pandai bagi alasan, justify yang salah. Cinta dan takut lebih pada dunia.

Sudah tua nanti? Boleh atau tak bertaubat? Sempat ke tua?"

"Our Lord, let not our hearts deviate after You have guided us and grant us from Yourself mercy. Indeed, You are the Bestower. Our Lord, surely You will gather the people for a Day about which there is no doubt. Indeed, Allah does not fail in His promise."