Give Me a Pause Button Please

Musa is 21 months old today and it’s surreal to think that just last year, Musa was a baby just like Umar. I mean, this time last year he was wearing onesies like Umar and today he is in jeans and shirt, and soon, seeing him in school uniform is gonna rip my heart apart πŸ’”

I was trying to put Musa to sleep today, and usually he would fall asleep by himself as I pretend to sleep next to him.

But not today. Boy oh boyy, today was a whole different ballgame altogether.

β€œMusa, let’s go to sleep!” I said, and laid him on the bed next to me. As I closed my eyes and pretended to sleep, he sat upright and hid under the comforter.

β€œCak Aaa ibu!” he said as he lifted the comforter over his face, revealing himself to his supposedly-sleeping-mom.

Okkkayyyy, that was cute and almostttt made me smile, I thought. I could already imagine his hugeee grin as he did that but I'm pretending to sleep here so I kept a cool front and chose not to respond.

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Biscuit Monster

Confinement.

In Malaysia, this usually means a certain period of time where post-maternity moms are advised to stay mostly at home, eat healthy diet and take time to heal with traditional massage, hot stones treatment and herbal bath.

Sounds soothing and enjoyable right? Well, that's just half the story.

In came my mother.

At 59 years of age, she is slimmer than me, not a single stretch mark on her body and a face that reflects the timeless beauty that she is, mashAllah. I really pray for her growing-old-gracefully genes but based on my previous blogpost, I need to make some serious extra prayers and tahajjud for this πŸ˜‚

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Black Caley

You know how they say kids say the darnest thing? Well I got the taste of my own medicine last night with Musa.

Musa loves going through alphabets and numbers and he identifies basic items like bus, apple, flowers and body parts. Since he is turning 20 months soon, I thought it's time to teach him something new.

So we started counting 11 - 20 and identifying colors around us. He has this thick baby accent that is just so cute to hear and always makes me smile and laugh...except for yesterday. Oh, yesterday.....

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Weekend in White

So continuing where I left off in my previous blogpost, there we were - the three of us in my bedroom.

Titts had this unmistakably impatient look on her face, the kind of look she has when she's got plans in her head and needed it done as soon as possible. You know...her everyday look πŸ˜‚ (that girl gets 12,637 things done in a day, she's crazy efficient!)

Asma' - well Asma' just looked stoked for the weekend, wasted no time and rummaged through my wardrobe to pack my clothes. 

And me?

Well I just stood there for a good 3 minutes, watching the two of them get in action while still digesting everything in my head (Pregnant brain, remember?)

"But I thought Z was supposed to take me out to Genting for Burger Lobster later today...." I said in between my thoughts.

"Yup, aint happening girlfriend. Move! We don't have much time!" one of them said.

Pregnant Brain: But I really want Burger Lobster....So Z if you're reading this (which I'll make sure you will).....πŸ˜‚

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My Favorite FV Bride

So if you know me via Instagram, there is a 90% chance that you also know I have a best friend who is about to get married. You probably don't know the guy, but knows what he looks like from the back πŸ˜‚ #instajoke

Two weeks ago, Asma' wrote on our AVA group chat to free up our Friday for her first bridal dress measurement and of course for Titts and I, there was only one correct reply to that:

"We'll think about it."

πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚ I'm kidding!!

Of course we said okay in a heartbeat! We were so excited to see Asma' in her chosen #FVBridal assemble. 

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Reality Check

As we grow older, the carefree days are slowly replaced by "care-more days". Care for your income, care for your family, care for your spending - so on and so forth.

This post, however is specially dedicated to one thing I have to care about - Care to Save and Spend.

Growing up, I have to admit I have not paid much attention to how much I spend. 

When I was 10 years old, my goal is just to make sure I have sufficient pocket money to buy that ridiculously mouth watering fried chicken for lunch at the canteen. By the time I was 20, my pocket money was to cover for more things - but mostly entertainment and good-to-haves like movies, food, and trips with friends while I was abroad. Now that I am 30, the financial needs are for much crucial things - like home renovation, sending kids to school, pre and post maternity expenses, buying a family car...and the list goes on. All of the quoted expenses are in thousands and yet my fixed salary is growing at a rate that, admittedly is much lower than my growing expenses.

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I Knew This Day Would Come

When you have to share the room you grew up in with first, your husband and then your child (and soon, children!) - you know it's just a matter of time before space becomes an issue. Four cabinets meant for just me, myself and I for the longest time, are now used to store man's clothes, baby diapers and well, you get the gist. 

When we got married, I generously gave Z one and a half cabinet for him to put his stuff. Then Musa happened, hehe. For Musa, I bought a new chest of drawers to put his clothes and now that his little brother's arrival is just around the corner, I really have no clue where to find more space.

At the corner of my mind, I knew the inevitable had to happen...I had to sell some of my preloved items to make way for more space.

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The Ramadhan Report Card

Wow, its been a good three weeks since I last blogged! Which is ironic because I have so many things I want to jot down here but never really make time to write #whatelseisnewToots hehe. But first thing first, I hope it's not too late to wish all Muslims a productive and meaningful Ramadhan! Hows your first five days going so far guys??

Gahh...my heart is always just so full of excitement for this beloved month. I love everything about it. The sahur and berbuka experience, how food looks 100 times more delicious than usual, the nights spent at the masjid, and more importantly knowing how much Allah opens door for forgiveness and rewards in this special month...sigh, everything is just love, really <3

Each year, I will plan in advance what to do / not do in Ramadhan and more often than not my report card at the end of the month is soooo bad it really shouldn't see daylight. I will list down a thousand things to do, and end up doing barely 10% of whats planned. So this year, I've toned down a little bit, to make more realistic goals that I can keep up with in Ramadhan and even after.

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Supermom

There are times when I feel like I could be a supermom. That I could work hard, play harder, spend more time with Musa, have some fun time with my girlfriends and still have the energy to drop by the grocery store to buy what I need to buy for the family.

But today is not one of those days. Today I feel the complete opposite of 'super'.

When I was pregnant with Musa, I guess I had it pretty easy. Work was a routine 9 to 5, and when I'm home I am able to focus on myself and what I need to do. This pregnancy though, seems to be far off the case.

Both my husband and I are in new working fields. I work close to 12 hours a day sometimes. The nature of Z's job requires him to be away from home most of the time. So I come home to a toddler who looks forward to my undivided attention. And of course I would give him my all. The thought that his father is not there made it so much more important for me to be fully present when I am home with him. Messages and calls at night are often left unattended for this reason.

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The One with the Feature Wall

So, if you've been following my old blog you would know that i'm a sucker for two things - surprises and beautiful interior. Seriously, I would spend dayss planning a surprise and my idea of the perfect chillex time is being on my bed, watching Fixer Upper marathon #definitelythirty 

But what I've never done before is combining these two - surprising someone with a beautiful interior. So imagine how excited I was when I first thought of the idea and there was no one more suited for this then my long time buddy, Asma'.

This girl is just...something else. She goes through life with this unwavering faith that whatever happens is for the best. And just seeing how she deals with everything really is a reminder of what a special gem she is. And I thought she deserves a nice surprise.

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