Friday, September 30, 2005

Quizzy Me

What do you do when you're too busy or too tired or too sick to update?
That's right! You take online quizzes! hee hee hee

Your Blog Should Be Yellow

You're a cheerful, upbeat blogger who tends to make everyone laugh.
You are a great storyteller, and the first to post the latest funny link.
You're also friendly and welcoming to everyone who comments on your blog.

Your Hidden Talent

You are both very knowledgeable and creative.
You tend to be full of new ideas and potential - big potential.
Ideas like yours could change the world, if you build them.
As long as you don't stop working on your dreams, you'll get there.

What's Your Hidden Talent?


Tuesday, September 27, 2005

Seeing Double (Part II)

They are here!!!

For the past nine months or so, my sister-in-law and her husband (and everyone else in the family) eagerly waited for the arrival of the twins. All preparations (clothing items, bedding items etc) had to be doubled, not to mention the expenses. When they finally arrived on September 23, 2005, at 11:23 AM and 11:25 AM respectively, whatever prior concerns and anxieties seemed trivial, almost meaningless. Obviously, the birth of the twins brought double the joys.

Sofea's first look at her newborn cousins on the day they were born

Sofea was a bit puzzled when I pointed out that there are two babies instead of one. She then asked how come I only delivered one baby Aidiin, but later assured me that it's alright because she will ask her Ayah to buy us another baby. Takpe lah Ibu, nanti kita suruh Ayah beli lagi one baby, ok? Those were her exact words.

The fraternal twins (mmmm... the sweet smell of newborns...), a boy and a girl, were fast asleep when we visited them at my in-laws' (the twins' grandparents) house last night. Their mommy looked happy and contented, their daddy looked like he did not get any sleep the night before.

I was extra careful in making sure that my kids, Miss Super Active and Mr Super Curious, were only able to see-but-no-touching-okay because the twins are still so very fragile. Sofea was allowed to kiss the babies after I repeatedly reminded her to be gentle. Aidiin was also asked to sayaaang baby (kiss the baby) which he appeared to acknowledge having to do. He then opened his mouth wide, displaying his huge front teeth and went "aaaaaa..." much to my horror. No, no, Aidiin, that is not mam-mam!!

Can you guess which one is the girl and which one is the boy?

Welcome to the world, babies Nur Yasmin Hannani and Muhd Yusry Hazimi, or otherwise known as Kakak and Abang. pssst... maknanya mesti ada Adik(s), kan? kan? kan?

Double congratulations to my sister-in-law Lynn and her husband Yasser. And good luck in caring for two babies during the 3 AM feedings. hee hee hee.

Monday, September 26, 2005

The Concert

The stage

Sofea's school's Family Day cum Graduation Ceremony (for the 6 year olds) this year took place at the Kelana Jaya Tabung Haji hall yesterday. We got there quite early (I was the 3rd parent to register our attendance). It was nice to have the luxury to pick and choose the table to sit at for a change, instead of just settling with what's left. It definitely paid to be e a r l y for once. heh heh.

Sofea was quite bored at the beginning because her friends had not arrived yet. She sat close to me and yawned a few times. Pretty soon more parents and kids arrived and not long after she had joined her taska buddies doing whatever kids her age do when they meet. Suddenly they were in their old little world where adults (except maybe for their teachers) are non-existent. hmmm...

The ceremony kicked off with du'a recital by one of the young graduates, followed by the reading of short surahs from the Quran and their translations by a 'mini' qari and 'mini' qariah. Then it was nursery rhymes by toddlers aged 2 and 3. They were simply adorable. One of them was crying throughout and one brought along her Avent milk bottle with her on stage. :P

These two were just inseparable...

Sofea's age group (late 3s and 4s) sang a song about butterflies. The boys dressed up as flowers while the girls had pink fluttery butterfly wings.

The girls were the butterflies, the boys were the flowers

There was also a puppet show by the 6 year olds, and nasyeed by the 5 year olds. There was also a skit about 3 friends. Some mommies participated in the roti canai making competition. Some daddies participated in the kelim karipap competition. famyBoy and I were too shy shy to take part in anything. *blush*

No gathering is complete without food, so throughout the ceremony parents and kids could be seen munching away. There was a big breakfast buffet and lunch afterwards.

This year's ceremony was very structured, and timely. I checked my watch a few times and saw that everything went on as scheduled. Kudos to the teachers for good planning and preparation.

The grand finale was the handing over of the scrolls to the graduates. While the kids were climbing up the stage one by one and the designated photographers clicking away on their cameras, I couldn't help but to think of this young lady whose convocation was taking place at another location at the same time. *winks at PB*

Taska Salsabiila's Family Day cum Graduation Ceremony - Sunday Sept 25, 2005

But where oh where is Aidiin? The poor dear had to be left at his grandparents because he was not feeling well. Can't have him throwing up gooey stuff at the ceremony now, can we? I missed him terribly though. It felt strange not having a fidgeting baby to hold on to. I kept massaging my hands and tapping my fingers on the table.

We went home feeling exhausted, but definitely happy.

Tuesday, September 13, 2005

He... who is loved.

He... who holds the key to my heart,
He... who I can count on to stand by me no matter what,
He... who makes me cranky because of his tardiness (without valid excuses),
He... who drives me crazy when he is unreachable (handphone tertinggal, handphone off, handphone on silent mode),
He... who is geeky dulu, kini dan selamanya...
He... who is not of the romantic type, but displays his affections in his own ways,
He... who can make me become insanely angry but also make it impossible to remain angry for long periods of time,
He... who would hesitate (but end up doing it anyways hehehe) when I ask him to massage my shoulders because I could not fall asleep at night,
He... who contributed his genes in the development of my children,
He... who twice held my hand and coaxed me to push push push when my cervix had fully dilated in the delivery ward,
He... who rolls his eyes when he sees me walking out of MPH or Borders with bags of books in both hands,
He... who would shower me with all-in-1 gifts (gifts meant for multiple occasions combined into 1),
He... who would sing his heart out to a favorite song in the car regardless of people in other cars watching or me blushing and rolling my eyes,
He... who helped to clean Misha's cage when I was preggers and during my confinement,
He... who is still helping to clean Misha's cage till today,
He... who rolls his eyes when I crave for some apple juice in the middle of the night but too lazy to go downstairs to get it myself (so he ended up bringing me a mug),
He... who (despite violent objections) would still chauffeur me to places my little heart desires to go,
He... who shares my music and entertainment preferences,
He... who helps with the kids in the morning because I need to get dressed with ample time to lilit and adjust my tudung,
He... who plans to wake up during the wee hours of the night to watch a live telecast of {some sport} but more often than not, end up falling asleep till morning :P
He... who is working hard to provide me and the kids with a life that we dream of,
He... who specifically told me NOT to put his picture on my blog (especially in this post hee hee),
He... who is soooo much more but some things are too private to tell, *naughty grin*
He... who loves me despite my weaknesses and flaws,
He... who I must kiss goodnight before going to bed,
He... who turns 32 today on September 13, 2005.

Happy 32nd Birthday My Beloved. Love in abundance for you...

Monday, September 12, 2005

Conflict of Interests

If I could fast forward time to this Saturday, I would...

It's only Monday morning and I am already feeling overwhelmed. Tonnes of stuff to work on. Feeling disorganized. Issues to resolve. Personal worries to dwell upon. Tempted to procrastinate. ohmygod ohmygod ohmygod.

I do not want to wait till the last minute but sometimes procrastination (and the pressure that comes with it) brings the best out of me. I do not want to pull an all-nighter but sometimes ideas come during the wee hours of the night. I do not want to make my poor heart beat faster and work extra hard to pump more blood but sometimes I am most focussed and alert when working under pressure.

I do not want to be a person who does not know how to prioritize her tasks but sometimes I just cannot resist the urge to blog. Even a lil meaningless entry like this one. hee hee hee.

Tuesday, September 06, 2005


Maybe it's PMS and my hormones are going crazy, but I am very saddened by this recent news.

I am very sorry for your loss, dear Moonlight107. Inna lillahi wa inna ilaihi raajiuun...


I told this other special blogger how I felt and we talked about how simple it was for us to feel for someone we've known only in cyberland and never personally met. Because in Islam, we're all sisters, and therefore she, our sister, is in our hearts, and we share her pain and sorrow, regardless how far apart we are logistically.


Monday, September 05, 2005

How Do You Solve A Problem Like S-O-F-E-A?

When I posted the previous entry, I had many, many thoughts on my mind. Work, family, personal, financial, health... you name it. But my main concern was my relationship with my daughter.

I've heard of the Terrible Two(s) and Three(s). Is there such a thing as the Frightful Four(s)?

How do you solve a problem like Maria Sofea?
How do you catch a cloud and pin it down?
How do you find a word that means Maria Sofea?
A flibbertijibbet! A will-o'-the wisp! A clown!

Many a thing you know you'd like to tell her
Many a thing she ought to understand
But how do you make her stay
And listen to all you say
How do you keep a wave upon the sand

Oh, how do you solve a problem like Maria Sofea?
How do you hold a moonbeam in your hand?

**Inspired by the song "How Do You Solve A Problem Like Maria?" from the movie The Sound of Music

Lately Sofea was exhibiting her most unacceptable behaviors. Unacceptable to our standards, that is. Scream at her, yell at her, and she'll turn a deaf ear (aka buat dunno je), with eyes glued to the TV. Ayooooo... Siapa yang tak geram??

Sometimes she'd insist on playing with her brother's toys... the exact moment her brother wanted to play with them. Sometimes she'd purposedly spill her food on the floor, then claim that the food is no longer edible since ants have started to hurung. Sometimes she'd take a whole hour to finish up two slices of bread (I am not exaggerating this). Sometimes she'd purposedly scatter her toys, books, stationery all over the place, claiming that she was doing an Art Attack (okay I admit, I often find this creatively cute but not during the dont-mess-with-Ibu-this-is-not-a-good-time moments).

But MOST of the times it would be doing what she was told not to do, and not doing what she was told to do.


Both me and her Ayah have had our share of the "Kakak!!!"-this and "Kakak!!!"-that episodes. It's like she was dying to get scolded, yelled at and whatnot. It is unfortunate that both me and her Ayah are both short-tempered and when we get angry we tend to threaten that we'd take so-and-so privilege away from her, or that we'll not care or love so much anymore. I think during those (trying) times, we tend to subconciously imply that she is naughty and stubborn, when it should be the other way round, i.e. convince her that she's a good girl so that she'll behave that way.

It's not easy to think rationally when you're overwhelmed with emotions. So, Sofea... Sayang... even if Ibu does not turn into a huge green hulk creature, you still do not want to upset or make Ibu angry, okay?
Geee... excuses, mexcuses. It would be ideal to have a dark Dr Jekyll side that cannot be held responsible for any misdoings now, wouldn't it? A side that surfaces only during anger and can execute damage or revenge without being held responsible.

It's probably attention that she's craving for, I had told myself, so I made the effort to spend more time with her. But perhaps that, too, is not enough, so I told her Ayah to make more time for her as well. We're still working on this... results have yet to be observed.

The thing is...

No matter how much you scold, pinch, yell, shout... come end of the day she'd still come to you with her antics, making you laugh and cry at the same time. Such a forgiving nature, this girl has. Her warm smile, her big heart and mischievious giggles are sufficient to cool the furious me. Her soft "Ayah, saya nak hug Ayah..." is enough to melt her super-angry Ayah. And of course, only she can make Aidiin's face light up the moment she enters the room. Only they know/share that special sibling bond when they both laugh and play bounce-bouncy-bouncing on Ibu and Ayah's bed.


I am somewhat glad that she's quick to forgive, but sometimes I wish she would not forget so easily. How would I be able to tell if she had understood the reasons for her punishments and learnt her lessons?

Friday, September 02, 2005

Who Will Win? In reality (TV) that is...

Sometimes I wonder...

If my kids have the luxury and were given the choice to interview, evaluate (and re-evaluate if necessary), assign points, review then decide, would they still end up picking a combination of me and my husband as their caregivers, protectors, solution-providers, sponsors, negotiators, supporters, entertainers, teachers... the ones that will make them feel secure and loved?

Assuming we are contestants in a reality TV Parents' show, would we be the first parent-couple to get eliminated? Or would we last till the final round, and end up as the truly-deserved winners?

Assuming we come from different reality shows, Mom Idol and Dad Idol, respectively, would we be the winners of our own competitions and end up as a team in Parents Idol?

Assuming we are contestants of a local reality TV show, Mencari Ibu dan Mencari Ayah... in an episode where my kids would bring the potential moms and dads to meet and get to know their friends, would the friends of my kids pick me and my husband over other Ibu(s) and Ayah(s), to become the parents of Sofea and Aidiin?

Assuming we are locked up for 10 weeks or so in a bungalow otherwise known as the Akademi Mak Bapak with other parent-couples, being taught about first aid, parenting skills, playing skills, cooking skills and whathaveyous, and every week each couple would be given a parenting task/problem to solve, would we earn the highest percentage of votes based on submitted SMSes? Would we be the most popular parents? Would we be World enough to win the love and trust of two individuals by the name of Sofea and Aidiin?

AMBUNDI famyGirl!!

I often wonder...

Regardless... would my kids choose me as their one and only Ibu?


On second thought, maybe it's better that I do not know and just keep on wondering.


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