Happy 2nd Birthday Yunus

Dear Yunus my baby whale,

Happiest 2nd Birthday Syg ❤️

This is you now:

🐳Love going to the playground playing with Abg, Kakak and other big kids. You blend well boy!

🐳When I say “I’m driving Syg I cannot pick your bottle up now”, well that means nothing to you apparently. You’ll continue cry for help. We’ll continue work on this lagi k.

🐳You know your dinner routine once home from school. You’ll go “white chair Mama” – that’s your high chair. Will ‘jeling’ into the bowl dulu check out what’s for tonight before you agree to eat. Amboi!

🐳Literally will sprint off to the bathroom once you hear the word “bath tub”. Pandai dah use the laundry basket (Mama ajaq awai this one, senang Mama nanti). Kalau ada 5 bath toys, you need all 5 of them out with you once you’re done bathing. Tangan ada dua ja Nakkk. And oh ya, brushing your teeth is easy peasy, thank you. Clothing you not so much, pusing sana sini kick me in the eyes somemore.

🐳You communicate immediately for a change once you’ve pooped in the diaper. “Mama, see poopoo!

🐳You like the legos, vehicle toys (name it you have them all from cars to trains, airplanes to buses, fire engines and garbage truck – eventho most of them dah aged) and toy animals. Somehow your fave is Giraffe!

🐳Couple of month ago you “shower” yourself with milk just about every feeding time, not water, but milk! I smell like masam milk most of the time too, Mak redho Nakkk. It’s like being wet was your true happy place and being dry was not normal. Now that I changed your bottle teat, you found another option of staying wet with water from water bottle pulak! Splash boy this one!

🐳You are one groovy whale! You dance to whatever beats and Blackpink songs pun you sing-a-long (Babah ajaq this one). 

🐳Your fave book is “Where Is My Mommy” (obviously), hari-hari minta baca Alif Ba Ta, letters and numbers pun dah okay, Alhamdulillah. Ingat pesan Mama, cari ilmu sampai bila-bila k. Ada ilmu, boleh amal dengan baik, InshaAllah.

🐳You’re the sweetest when you say “Thank you Mama” when you get your fries and other things you ask. And not the cutest when you guling atas lantai not getting what you want. My goodness.

🐳You are fine if you’re in the same room with Mama. Once im off radar, you’ll go “Mama, where are you?”, “Mama, what are you doing?” cari sampai ke kitchen.

I can write forever but I should stop here. Mama doakan for everything ‘terbaik’ for my Yunus. Syukur Ya Allah for Muhammad Yunus bin Mohamad Ibrahim. Semoga Allah kurniakan kesihatan yang baik, soleh boy, bijak akal fikiran boleh berjasa utk masyarakat, well-mannered and semoga Allah grant all your doas beautifully nanti, Amin.

Much love ❤️

Mama Whale.

Mother's Day

Seingat dia, dua tahun dah si dia tak ucap Happy Mother's Day to her.

It's not okay.

But life goes on.

Memang Akan Rindu

Memang akan rindu.

They fight for my attention to read with them. Abg nak baca Geography. Kakak nak baca My Big Book of The Animal Kingdom.

Fight for the very place closest to me on the bed.

Abg will never give up his spot next to me making Kakak wanting to sleep ON me.

Abang will magically wake up right after I leave his side.

Will magically wake up to that beep sound of me switching off the aircond in the middle of the night.

Kids and their magics.

Abg will call me just to get an approval on his new invention even with a kertas kromok koyak, pretending it to be that Back to The Future flying car. Kakak will pull my baju so that i would stay in the living room with her just abt that second i stand on my feet to head to the kitchen. Kakak will run from the hall to the kitchen trying to find me just to point at me as her Mama Finger, alongside Finger Family song.

Kakak now in the midst of her threenager phase. At times tak mau org pakaikan baju dia, tak mau buka kasut once dah sampai rumah, and sgt manja with me post 7 months Yunus joined the band. She still loves dancing and just gotta sing her lung out loud right before dozing off while Yunus has alrdy been in his deeeeeep sleep. At times Yunus bangun jugak sbb Kakak sing or scream too loud. Nak bancuh susu sendiri. Nak shake the bottle herself. Love main air sampai basah lokoih tok mama kata. Saja2 cari lah dia kat kitchen sink, will be there washing her alrdy clean hands.

Now Yunus (gonna be 8 months soon) dah rajin be on 2 knees and 2 palms dah ready nak crawl. After penat move/slither everywhere and putting everything in his mouth, he would cry calling for me to pick him up, ready to be put to sleep. Nanti once he is able to move everywhere on his own mcm Abg & Kakak, i will not be needed to carry him from one place to another dah. Will rindu this, too.

Nanti they will wear their shoes themselves. They will walk to school themselves carrying their own school bags. They will buckle up their seatbelt themselves. Pandai mandi, soap, brush teeth themselves. Put on their own clothes, makan sendiri, tak perlu milk before bedtime. No one will be knocking on the bathroom door anymore. No one will be asking for piggy backs no more. No one will scream excitedly in the car looking at big massive ads screen at the mall and the clock tower.

I will miss this.

Semua ni nanti dah tak da Kin. No more waking up in the middle of the nights sebab the kids need the milk. No more walks to the bathroom to wash the poopoo. No more taking turns for the piggy backs from bedroom to the living room. Tak payah lagi prepare kindy/nursery school bags sampai boleh notice something mesti tak cukup lagi sebab bag tak cukup berat, not the same weigh as it supposed to be. 

Ya Allah, peliharalah anak-anakku.

Penuhkan hati dada mereka dgn kasih sayang antara satu sama lain, iman yg teguh tak berbolak balik.

Semoga membesar dalam ilmu agama dan saling memerlukan dan melengkapi antara satu sama lain.

Praying that the songs we sing and laughters we have in the car during journeys, will stay forever.

Memang akan rindu.

Mama sayang Abg, Kakak and Adik.

❤

Love,

MAMA

Perempuan

Pandai sangat orang takut.
Pandai sangat depa kata last sekali masuk dapoq jugak.
Kurang pandai orang mengata, orang tak mau, kata tak pandai.

Lawa sangat orang put high expectation.
Partner kena handsome jugak.
Kecik kena lawa, teenager kena lawa, kawin kena lawa, jadi mak pun kena lawa lagi, sampai tua pun kena lawa.

Kawin awai orang kata gatai.
Kawin lambat orang kata tak laku, andartu.

Kawin dengan lelaki dari social status bawahan sikit depa kata tak pandai cari, cari yang tak sekufu.
Kawin dengan lelaki kaya depa kata pisau cukur.

Kawin dengan lelaki muda depa kata awat cari yang muda, lelaki lambat mature.
Kawin dengan lelaki tua depa kata awat tak dak hat lain dah ka.
Kawin dengan bangsa lain depa tanya habih dah ka Melayu kita ni.

Tak beranak orang kata tak boleh beranak (eventho medically bukan salah dia).
Beranak satu orang kata sikit.
Beranak dua orang kata tak cukup.
Beranak tiga orang kata boleh lagi tu.
Beranak empat lima enam tujuh orang kata subur sangat lah pulak.
Tambah pulak yg mengata ntah pandai ajaq anak ntah tidak sebab ramai sangat anak satgi tak boleh focus.
Beranak semua anak lelaki pun tak kena.
Beranak semua anak perempuan pun tak kena.
Beranak dekat2 depa kata tak pandai jarak.
Beranak jarak2 depa kata nak tunggu apa lagi bukan dok koi muda.

Jaga suami macam raja depa kata anak satgi terabai.
Jaga anak macam raja depa kata satgi suami terabai.
Tak pandai masak depa kata key to husband's heart is thru the tummy.

Tak pregnant depa tanya bila nak pregnant.
Tengah pregnant depa kata awat tak beranak2 lagi.
Pregnant 6 bulan depa kata ish mak tu besaq mcm dah pregnant 9 bulan.
Kembang 10 bulan, nak suruh kurus balik dalam masa 6 minggu.
Kalau mak tu tak kurus after 6 minggu kata tak pantang betul, tak jaga elok2, tak jaga makan etc.

Gemuk depa kata gemuk.
Kuruih depa kata kuruih sangat, tak elok.

Everything is about what?
Takut husband lari ka apa ni? Nak kena ikut one way of living saja ka macam mana ni?
Nak kena ikut satu standard dia ja yang betul?
A woman is wayy wayy stronger than that. Wayyy wayyy wiser than that.

You are doing your best.

You are giving only the best.

You lah mak, you lah isteri, you lah anak, you lah adik, you lah kakak, you lah menantu, you lah ipar. You are being you. You are doing you.

What is sooo wrong with that?

Berhenti menghukum.

Stop the judgements.

Kasihanilah wanita.
ALLAH letak perempuan itu tinggi.
Agama dah betul.
Adat yang salah.

My last words.
Amboi amboi amboi diaaaaa....🙂

Story of 3 in The Morning

Oh well.

Now im a mom of three.

Now how did that happen? 😅😅

They say parents live in the world of sleepless night.

That is soooo true, at least until your baby sleeps through the night.

And that differs from one baby to another.

Yunus is 2 months now.

He wakes up oh well..2 to 3 times everynight and i am soooo thankful for that.

I meannnn, some other babies wake up like what, every hour, every 2 or 3 hours..so yup, thanks Yunus, u r doing fine! 😘

So here i am at 3 in the morning, blogging my heart out, while waiting for Yunus to fall asleep again, on my lap.

Minimal contact is the key. But u know, rules can only be read and understand when it comes to babies. They do them.

Sometimes Yunus wakes up and drinks and off to bed back sooo easily. At times, he would want to converse and play and smile a lil bit before he is off to bed again.

So..its true they say, babies rule your world. Their rules.

I love u baby boy.

Thanks for choosing me as your mama.

Im still trying my very best here. Always thought that im no cut to be a mom and yet here i am, 3 kids within 5 years of marriage and counting?? 🤣

Grow well my love. Grow healthily, smart, kind, with big heart and oh well, be a doctor Babah says!

Love,

Mama.

Framed Them Mother's Day 2019

Last 12th May was the Mother's Day Celebration at kids' school.
So for the first time, Yusuf and Fatimah made the lovely cards for me!
And yeahhhhh, of course I framed them.
Thank you to to Miss Su, Miss Najwa, Miss Fara and Miss Wani.

Love,
Mama.

They Say No Matter What You Do, You Get Tired.

I'm a mother of two toddlers.
3-yo Yusuf and 2-yo Fatimah.
Alhamdulillah.
Life has been erm...challenging.
Full with unexpected things.
Good memories. Bitter memories. But Alhamdulillah.
They say the days are long but the years are short.

Well.It's true they say no matter what you do, you get tired.
Yup true indeed. No matter what I do, I get tired.
I face that. I face that now.
I'm tired. But I still stand.
I'm tired. But I still go.
I'm tired. But I still do.
I'm tired. But I still show.
I'm tired. But I still read.
I'm tired. But I still sing.
I'm tired. But I still dance.
I'm tired. But I still feed.
I'm tired. But I keep my patience.
I'm tired. But I still act.
I'm tired. I'm just tired.
But I'm still very much alive.
At times.I lose control.Yes.And I regret that every single time.

Toddlers. They need you. ALL THE TIME.
Leaving them without supervision? Bad idea. The brother may hit the sister, intentionally or unintentionally. The sister may fall from the push car while playing alone.
So nope. You cannot leave them behind. You stay there, supervise them, be with them.
Now I know how moms run to the toilet, run to the kitchen, run out for the dry laundry. How moms run. How moms eat. They stop walking. They fly.

For all the hospital nights. I love my kids.
For all the cries and screams. I love my kids.
For the nights I sleep in pukes. I love my kids.
Never a day that I forget to pray for my kids' well beings, for their health.
But then again, Allah knows what is best.

Read it somewhere.
Don't ask why Allah lets it happen.
Ask what can you learn from it.

Ya Allah. Show me. Make me see. Make me see clearly.
Ya Allah. Make me listen. Make me listen sharply.
Ya Allah. Make me feel. Make me feel deeply.
Ya Allah. Please. Take away all the sickness.
Let patience be with me. Be with me all the time.
Sabar.

Bathe them. Dry them. Clothe them. Comb them. Prepare them food. Feed them food. Make them milk. Wash the bottles. Play with them. Sing with them. Read to them. Teach them. Dance with them. Draw with them. Color with them. Kick balls with them. Wash their poops. Change their diapers. Fill up their water bottles. Change their wet clothes. Change their dirty clothes. Wipe the pukes. Wash the pukes. Wipe the wets. Wash the clothes. Dry the clothes. Iron the clothes. Pack the school bags. Unpack the school bags. Not to miss the medication (during sick times). Drive them. Pick them. Ask them. Treat them good. Repeat.

I love you two my love Yusuf and Fatimah. Mama pray that you two grow well, with good hearts, healthy, happy, geniuses, handsome and pretty, rich and generous and for us all to have good lives in dunya and akhirah. There is nothing I wouldn't do for you. Tonight, I have kissed you two goodnight. We have said prayers to Allah together.

Ya Allah. Sihatkanlah anak-anakku, Yusuf dan Fatimah.

Love,
Mama.