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Assalamualaikum wbt.. Before I had Aulia', before I ever met Hafiz and dimly even thought about getting pregnant myself, I would see mothers with their children out and about in shopping malls, grocery stores, parking lots, clinics, you name  it, and I would catch their conversations and interactions and think to myself, 'MasyaAllah.. that mother can't even control her own kid.' or I've thought, 'that woman is acting like she is below the age of her child,' and, 'I will never react that way and say those things to my child when I am a mother.' Truly, I said and promised myself these things.  When yesterday, I found myself crossing the street with Aulia' at Taman Tasik Titiwangsa when she decided to let go of my hand, throw herself on the concrete, and kick and scream like I've never seen her before. I put my hand up to the driver waiting for us to cross to motion 'STOP' and 'thank you' and plead with her to get up

Assalamualaikum wbt... Wowzer, what a week. TGIF! Work has been crazy and my mind has been driving me even crazier. Remember how I posted about craving some change, something to look forward to? Well, that feeling is still here and my brain has been in overdrive trying to come up with a brilliant idea for my life.  The fact that I've been stuck in a claustrophobic office this week while the unpredictable weather has finally arrived doesn't help matters. I want to go to the pool with Aulia'! And take a nap on a soft blanket under a shady tree! In other words, I want the freedom to do as I please. But doesn't everyone? My current dream to do that I'm focusing on, along with figuring out my passion in life, is coming up with a genius idea that will allow me to work very little and make a decent amount of money. Ha! I know, I know..isn't that everyone's goal? But I'm dead serious. I haven't even been able to sleep well at night because

Assalamualaikum wbt.. Let me start off by saying this is not a look your husband/lover is going to understand or appreciate. This one's for the girls.. The animal printed are a closet staple, in my humble opinion, and have the potential to be as dressed up or as casual as you so choose. Sometimes, the best way to wear them, is a to add a single piece to a neutral outfit! Obviously Kourtney Kardashian rocks my socks in a multitude of ways, but especially when it comes to her attire.  If I could spend a day going through her closet, I would be one happy person! Since I'm still waiting for my invite, I'll have to settle for pictures which give me glimpses into the unknown wardrobe, and inspiration for my own! I'm so gonna get this and that from Zara this week..can't wait! A little tip I picked up from one magazine or another that I'll pass on to you lovelies: if you're going to wear animal printed be it a trousers or blouse, we

Assalamualaikum wbt... Seriously who is this big girl???

Assalamualaikum wbt.. This video was taken by my SIL. I think it was  taken a couple of weeks ago when we went back to Ipoh. Mind the high pitching voice and the lyrics. Lol! I know it's flipping adorable. I always thought it was so cute when Aulia' actually do the Gangnam Style (confession, I still do!)..but now that it's my child . It's my worries!.. though its pretty funny..

Assalamualaikum wbt.. Today was supposed to be Aulia's swimming class at the Oakleaf Country Club but the coach cancelled it after the first 5 minutes. The rain gotten heavier which wasn't so bad but then there was thunder and lightning so we had to literally drag her out of the water: poor thing! So we decided to go back home and continue sleeping. Oh well, guess there's always next week. Will share her swimming lesson on my next post..

Assalamualaikum wbt.. Over the last few days, we have been waiting, watching and praying that Abah would get better and he would continue his recovery. As of today we are grateful that it seems that he can talk and breath well. Abah is using his voice more and seems to be more aware of his surrounding each day. We were blessed to see that he quickly came back to his baseline and continued to do well. Abah manage his secretions better and doing much better in swallowing. He aren't there yet, but we have positive signs that he is headed in the right direction. This help him use his voice more clearly. His flexibility is improving as well as his balance and reach.    The first day when he was discharged from the ICU, he was still wearing the breathing tubes and attached to so many wires..now that he has been transferred to the normal ward, he does not depend on the oxygen supply and not wearing the breathing tubes anymore. We will remain hopeful this will continue

Assalamualaikum wbt.. I can count on one hand the number of times I have seen my mother upset. Literally. That's not on exaggeration.  As you might have guessed non of the times she was upset had anything to do with me. It was invariably one of my siblings doing the dumb things. I was an angel. I promise. Allow me to say a quick word about our journey over the last two months. As you can imagine, they have been exceedingly challenging for our mom and our family. They have taken us to the edge of our physical, spiritual and emotional understanding. Some of you may be wondering, as we have at various points along our journey, how could this happen? Why our mom? Which begs a broader question about why bad things can happen to good people? I am not going to profess to have all or any of the answers, but I would be remiss if didn't share some of my feelings given what's transpired. This is what I called as Qada' and Qadar.. Shortly after my mom's liver surge

Assalamualaikum wbt.. Just a few months ago, I gave Aulia's 'Babysitter' advance of RM 300.00. She told me that her son is going for school this year and she needs to pay for his advance fees including sport attires, books and also his 1 year exam fees, and she was short of RM 900.00 What she did was, she sought help from all her 'clients' to see whether they could spare her the RM 300.00 (per person) up front, so she can pay for his school fees first. In return, her clients, do not have to pay for the next month babysit services that she provides to our babies. Since her service is a necessity anyway AND she' has been looking after Aulia' for many months (I think it's almost a year now), I naturally agreed to help. I do not have plenty of money to part with, but for education sake, I was willing to give her the RM 300.00 in advance. What a world do we live in when there are still some cynic out there who said I shouldn't have done that?

Assalamualaikum wbt.. Aulia' will be 19 m/o next month and she's very chatty! Its been so entertaining to watch her learn languages and the funny talks she's made along the way. Last night we were playing with her Babydoll and she was saying " Bebe, dodo! dodo! dodo! mamam.??emmm daaaaap!" and it continues with another babbling which I don't really understand. I was puzzled for a moment before I realized she was telling me her "baby' wants milk and the cookies she was eating earlier.  I gave her the right words and we continued on. Then Hubby join in and this time she told my husband that she was "getting a little busy with her baby", once I explained what she meant, he told her that she was actually want to get the milk fed to her babydoll. Aulia' ran and get her milk bottle and fed to her Babydoll..  and she starts humming and singing her own songs. omg! She learn the languages so effortlessly that the mistakes