si kecil Zahin Erza (a-een)

sudah tumbuh gigi. padahal masih menyusu badan sepenuhnya. aih..saat menaip inipun terasa ngilu, mengenangkan situasi gigi dan puting. faham? tak faham, sudah..anda blom mencapai tahap 25sx. hahaha.

teething at 6months old, while still fully nursed is something new to me. all other three of my children started teething at the earliest of 8 months, and they have started baby food with continuance of breast milk (this way i don't have to bring milk powder everytime we went out for any occasions..huhu). but my little a-een, he's quite an excitement. at 6 months old, he has a teeth, started lifting up his butt, maybe to begin sitting up on his own and crawl. move around on his belly, beautifully quick. a blink of an eye, he's under the dining table. next, hie's in the playroom. then, he's in the kitchen. my oh my...did i mention he's cleverly sulk? knows its bath time when i take off his clothes? and looking at the sink as if he knows that that's his bath tub? huhuhuhu...

and one thing for sure; he's grown healthy and much more handsome day after day!!

i'm only human

great phrase, eh?

yeah. have to agree.
but that doesn't mean that i have to just do and accept everything blindly.

that too, doesn't mean one can do whatever they please towards me, and later blaming the fate.

what a loser.

how snobbish

weird. people tends to be a snob regardless any situations they are in. worst, they are way too low and inadequate and have no rights at all to become a snob. ha ha ha..like snobbish is a job, one has to apply for it.

why do i bother to talk about this? because i face the snobbishness since so long ago and still am now. guess i'm destined to be surrounded by them. ha ha ha!

one situation:
my hubby drives a Proton Juara







it is a copycat version of Mitsubishi town box








what gets in my nerve is, the look people gave us when they saw us in it. what? we can't drive or be in that car? search online, about its capability. of course the town box is much better but hey, where's the thankful behaviour? how could they, who drives a kancil, rides a motorcycle, or worst ever, using public transportation, being such a jerk on us? at least we have a spacey ride, we won't get soaked in wet when it rains. and better yet, we don't have to wait for hours for public rides. damn these people!!! those two college girls i saw at the bus stop near Giant Hypermarket Section 13 the other day, who made me wanna write this badly, i cursed you!

hahaha..

am i being mean?

had my sleepless nights..and i don't complaint, much.

yesterday my little Zahin was brought to our panel clinic for his 6 months old immunization. since he was coughing quite bad since a few days ago, i asked for some cough treatment for him too. looking at him, with his not-so-well-look and sleepy eyes, sadden me. he didn't make any scenes though. just his cough, breaking the silence of the night. woke me up every hour. so was his eldest sister, Dalia. oh my. what could a mother do besides attending her sick children? pray. pray for their wellness and healthiness.

complaint? wanted to, but what good will it do to me? nothing.

welcoming new reader, new friend..(thanks for dropping by, Terra Kuhn)

counting days to New Year..and end of school holidays..

yeap..

new year is just around the corner.

school holidays are about to end. no thrills, no excitements.

just counting days...

how lately i am feeling blue

blue is my favourite colour.

but definitely not my favourite mood. been very cranky these days. hate it! a simple nudge is enough to make me explode. haih..how come? maybe because of him..how i miss him being around. hate to mention it but he seems too distance away. (urghhhh!!! can i bang my head on the wall now?)

had nausea last friday. first thing that crossed my mind; pregnant!

then snapped up! no way lah. i am still breastfeeding a-een in full. no menstruation yet. takde..takde..hahahaha..

haven't done any checkups. malas pun ada. gila yakin pun ada.

Salam Maal Hijrah

terima kasih eiman23x

Semoga tahun baru ini membawa banyak perubahan positif kepada kita semua. dengan syarat perubahan itu harus dijanamula oleh diri sendiri.

p/s: jangan lupa doa akhir tahun lepas asar nanti (3 X) dan doa awal tahun lepas maghrib nanti (3X juga) dan pada hari esok (1 Muharam).

Selamat Berjuang, Harimau Malaysia

kalau kalah juga, pastinya mereka akan cakap ianya akibat tekanan penyokong dan peminat tanahair yang meletak harapan terlalu tinggi pada mereka.

percayalah!

Sekolah Satu Aliran - Apa yang anda faham mengenainya?

bila membaca tentang perkara ini, dan melihat komen yang pelbagai, aku jadi sedikit kecewa, marah, bengang dan akhir sekali, malu.

kenapa agaknya?

1. kecewa sebab isu ini sudah lama.
2. marah sebab baru sekarang sibuk2, dan tgk tak lama nanti ianya reda tanpa sebarang tindakan apa pun.
3. bengang sebab cakap cakap kosong yang bergegar di parlimen.
   
4. malu, sebab 'bapak' ramai yang tak faham apa maksud sekolah satu aliran tu. bengap!
   

readers, don't jump straight to conclusions. think wise. aku tau, lepas ni mesti ramai kutuk2 aku, dengan menyelitkan bau2 politik dalam kutukan mereka. chit, pooddaaahhhh!!

ada sesiapa nak fruit tart, sebagai hantaran tunang, kahwin atau sekadar menambah menu minum petang?

yang atas tu, packaging dia kalau nak buat hantaran. yang bawah, rupa close up dia.
gila sedap ni...tak tipu. Demi Allah. .

harga? tanya tuan punya diri yaaaaaaaaaaa....(Pn. Suzy 0163323626)

aku tolong promo untuk kawan. kawan baik aku yang satu kelas dgn aku kat sekolah rendah. sama2 prefect, sama2 gila dan sama2 huru hara. yang tak samanya, kelas masa sekolah menengah. dia pandai setingkat setengah dari aku. huhuhu...dah tu, bertambah lak tingkat kepandaian dia, bila dia masuk UTM, aku masuk alam sentral je..ahahahhaha...

Gee, aku sayang ko!

Pekan Koboi KLIA menemukan aku dan dia..

note: bila agaknya aku akan berkesempatan pula bertemu para blogger dearest yang lain ya?



yaaaa..

sila jangan cemburu ya.

sesungguhnya aku menggigil tatkala terlihat kelibat seseorang yang aku rasa macam kenal. lantas aku segera mendail nombor beliau yg tersimpan dlm hp aku. tatkala aku lihat dia menjawabnya, aku keseronokan kerana telahan dan sangkaan aku benar.

dia ku dakap, seolah telah lama kenal. sedangkan komunikasi kami selama ini hanya dalam dunia maya. sesekali bertukar suara dalam telefon. anak-anak aku, pantang jumpa kenalan aku atau papa mereka, maka secara automatik akan jadi kenalan mereka juga.

terima kasih Elsa Soraya.

terima kasih juga Eireen Camelia; krn tanpa blog dia aku tak mungkin berkenalan dengan si manis ini.

My Children..how tired and fun and awesome at one time of being a mother.

my beautiful Dalia. always dear to my heart.

my Ziyad. a handsome boy, responsible and funny too.

my Dalili. need i say more?

my Zahin. a miracle when i was in despair.

how they are tiring to be handled and attended.

but as time flies, you'll miss the misbehaviour that got you laughing talking about it with your spouse later in bed.

how i love them all.

a note to my children (part 2)

as to my darling Dalili,

a big sigh and smile on my face as I'm thinking about you, girl.

my third child, my second princess and the first one came out to the world through the 'window'. well, that's the term among parents for Cesarean babies. she was a bunden of joy. why? because she was so different! her eyes were big but slanted a bit. she has two 'pusar' (what do we call in it English, ya?) on her head and as in Malays understandings, a person who has this mark, is hard-to-handle and very naughty. my oh my. she is. but she is also very pretty and sweet. her smile, her eyes, her small figures, her behaviour, herself. as i'm typing this, she's right next to me, singing her own song while her hands mingling with the connection cables of my hubby's laptop. she's naughty, indeed. two years old and yet so many 'accidents' happened. she had once pushed her hand into a spinning fan; quite a cut she got there. she also had the nerve of touching the hot-currently-in-use iron (this happened at my mums, she was watching my mum ironing some clothes. luckily my mum acted quickly by immediately soaking her hand into a bowl of water.) she stumbled so many times, fell of off the stairs, chairs, stools, sofas, tripped over her toys, even her own feet and fell. cut her inner upper lips due to that and so many other things. but, those incidents doesn't stop her from being active. and yes, she's also a funny girl. at 2, she has so many ideas one can imagine about. a good friend and at the same time a furious enemy of her brother, Ziyad. i love every word she said for she has a beautiful and sweet and sometimes annoyingly loud voice. she's a cry baby, too. even being softly warned, she'd cry. well, not by me. as a mother who gave birth to them, my children don't tend to be scared with me. at least, not until i raised a hanger or a belt as a warning material. but with their papa, oh yeah..they'd run like mice.

Zahin Erza.

this boy is a miracle. I'd talk about him for hours yet the excitement will still be the same. goose bums, of being excited will always appear. he's almost 6 months old now and his progress, unbelievable. smiling? started when he was only 2 months old. he's turning around now, here and there. had once went accidentally out of the house when i forgot to shut the grill door (betul ke perkataan aku nih). fell of off the bed? twice! car seat? thrice! haha... what a memory.

i love my children, all very much. i always pray for the best of them, now and in the future. had once my hubby and i talked about what would they be when they grow up and suddenly i got scared. scared of the thought of they'd go abroad and i will be left home. no longer being near to them. how would they feel, i got myself thinking. leaving mama behind. will i still be alive by that time? will i still be healthy and able to deal with their needs, behaviour and such? i had my biggest sigh in wonder that day; inside. without my hubby noticing it.

thinking of their future alone, i become melancholic. only God knows how much I love them all.

today..

I was lying in bed, nursing my baby Zahin as this thought wanders. And i decided to put it here.

There are too many things happening in life that writings alone can't really cope; to release some tenses and pressures. In virtual reality, one need to behave accordingly. Though some might feel it (the content) shouldn't be condensed, but many think it's adequate. I, for example, have written about almost everybody in my life but never once that I've missed being misunderstood. Yes. I was often condemned, harshly, it hurt me badly inside out. But, I took it as a lesson. I don't mind if the condemners are outsiders, anonymous etc. If what they said has a point, I take it. If it is just rubbish, I'll toss it away.

I was once condemned by someone who thought she knew me well for she's a friend of one of my family members, but i didn't reply. Why? Because she only talk rubbish. Not a single fact. Being old in age doesn't mean one know everything about the world, and youngsters aren't so stupid that they don't know anything at all. I'm a tolerant person. I argue what's being put wrongly when it certainly right even at the slightest glance. Sometimes, the Malay saying of 'siapa dulu makan garam' can be implemented in certain circumstances and situations.

One thing for sure, THINK BEFORE YOU ACT!