I let him go for for his first excursion today! Wooh! My boy is 4!!

xoxoxoxoxox

Abang...

As I am writing this blog post, I could feel in my heart,
so much love for my son, a love only a mother could feel and understand...

It is indeed a blessing to be a mother, despite the challenges and the fatigue of taking care of the little one, all negative sides will disappear when you get to see the smile on the little one face.

This is going to be a warm and loving entry about my son, Abang or Little Habib as he was once know on this blog of mine.
I will never forget 'Little Habib'.... He was why this blog was created for in the first place.

Abang is no longer the small boy that he was. Yes, he is still small but oh my, he can blow you away when he talks. He will leave you speechless at time.
He is what you would call a "Mak Nenek + a Thoughtful Gentleman".

Abang can talk very well at 3years 5 months of age, and he speaks in sentences, sometimes with over exaggerated facial expressions.
I guess he learnt alot of talking just by being close to my mum. My mum spends alot of time talking to him or I would say in Malay, she 'layan' him when he talks so it actually made him a very imaginative talker.

Abang loves cartoon, he is hooked on Cartoon Network and Playhouse Disney and can tell you all about the cartoons there. His current favourite cartoon I would say has to be Tom and Jerry. He wants to do what Tom does to Jerry to his little sister and thats scary.

Abang dreams of being a Policeman and also an Airline Pilot when he grows up, but I have been telling him to be a children's Doctor so that he can make alot of money!...haha....
But I have always advised him, no matter what he wants to be, I will support him as long as he is a person with Iman. "Son, you wanna be a policeman, sure.... as long as you are a policeman with Iman."

Abang is still as naughty, but not when he was at the "terrible 2" phase. He still makes noise in the masjid, still wants loads of attention and still screams and shouts when he feels like it.
Ive learnt to relax abit because what can you expect from a 3 year old boy whose brain is just too active. I am very sure he does not have ADD - Attention Deficit Disorder, because I have done alot of research about that and my instinct tells me he is just 1 ordinary boy who is just naughty and I am praying hard, Abang will grow out of this soon and becomes a good and mature boy.
Each day, Hubby and me frowns and wonders when will Abang change to be a good and disciplin boy. I guess when that day come, we will shed a tear and say 'Alhamdullilah' with a smile.

Abang loves to talk, read and play. Abang can talk non stop in the car from Singapore to JB. Im serious!

He loves to run and I am encouraging him to try athletics.

Despite all that braveness, Abang is also a 'scardy cat' when it comes to ghosts and insects and dark places. He is what you may call a 'Hero Kampung'.

Each day, I spank him
Each day, I scold him
but I also love him and hug him and spend time entertaining his thoughts of becoming 'Ben Ten' and what nots.....

I wont feel complete without Abang in my life..and Im sure my family feels the same way about him. No matter how 'geram' we are with him, we still look for him when he is not around..

Oh my son,
Ummi prays that you will grow up to be a righteous man who is a gem in the society.
Life will not be easy, especially in your time....
It is with Ilmu and Iman that will help you through this life
Ummi hope you will do well
and do pray for Ummi and Abah when we are no longer around,
That is what Ummi and Abah hope for, that we leave this world with children who are Solehins.
Now, thats a worthy Legacy.
Insya'allah.

The holidays are over....
Time to study my boy....
Ummi have done my best to keep your over active mind entertained during this December Hols.

We had activities every weekend, and we are ending our hols with a picnic this weekend, but first, let me share with you what fun, Abang had during his school break.

It may not be an expensive getaway, but it was indeed filled with so much love,
priceless moments spent with his Ummi, Abah and Adik.


Abang feeding the goats at the Singapore Zoo. It was sooo much fun cos the goats were hungry and the big goats were bullying the small goats to get the food and we were trying to feed the small goats only...Abang had fun and didnt wanna stop.

Abang and his Aunty Nurul having fun at the Zoo's water park. I wish I could join in the fun as well but too bad, I had to sit at the side looking after Adik.

Abang feeding the fishes at the Kid's Kampung at Pasir Ris. He loved it when the fishes splash water on him.

Abang feeding the ducks as well. He also fed the rabbits and the chickens. It was a good experience for an urban kid who rarely get to be around farm animals.

We brought Abang to see the Cristmas Lights at Orchard Road. This was at the huge Cristmas Tree near Paragon.

Swimming at Siloso Beach Resort where we spend a day to relax.

Abang said he enjoyed the shower area the most. Press and water came out! Hee.

Abang loves to swim but he is still afraid of deep waters.

Abang's signature pose. Enjoying breakfast the the hotel.

Strolling along Siloso Beach....

Lastly, we visited the huge inflated Ball pool at Changi Airport Terminal 3 a few times. Abang loved it and didnt wanna stop.

Abang ( 2 years 8 months )

As I layed my head to rest on the sejadah,
my eyes shut, tears flowing, as I recalled my nightmarish experience of the day.
I sujud to GOD for some time, weeping to him, then I gave salaams and seek his forgiveness for I felt very much like a failure.

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Sometimes, when Abang Misbehaves in public, and I cannot control his activeness and stubbornness,

I feel lost, and ashamed.

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I dont know why... Sometimes, when he is too excited,

He misbehaves and even my scolding or beating him does not work.

So I have to remove him from where he is misbehaving.

Adik, my little angel, just have to go along with us.

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Sometimes, when we are out shopping, we have to go back as soon as we bought the things we need, cos Abang is simply not behaving well.

Sometimes when we are at the mosque for Isyak prayers, we have to jump into the car and drive off as soon as prayers are over cos Abang is well, running around the mosque, laughing loudly, as if, its his house.

Yes, kids will be kids, but sometimes, the place to be kids is just not appropriate.

I have self banned him and myself from our normal mosque, until he learns to behave himself when he is in it.

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I am waiting for the day, where he will learn to behave himself when he is outside.

Sometimes, I feel so frustrated of Abang's misbehaving, that I cry when I lecture him.

He does not understands...

cos he will tell me " Abang, good boy..."

Its the March week school holidays...
Little Habib's school had a term end party...
we contributed cream puffs....

It is also my last week of work.
While my partner 'lycc' has gotten some job offers and went for several interviews,
It is still nothing for me....
As much as I want to burst out and cry,
I also know that everything happens for a reason.
Allah knows best and Allah is all Merciful.

I guess, I will look after the kids for awhile, while continuing my job hunt....
Insya'Allah.. something will come...
Tawakkal and place my trust in Allah (swt).

Mak has been busy lately, and things will be busy till July
We're moving! and after that, my brother will be getting married.
So its maybe best that I can be around to look after the kids while Mak concentrate on the new house and the wedding preparations.

We brought our active todler to Science Centre yesterday..
drove all the way to Jurong....
alhamdullilah, despite getting lost, we managed to find it... quite easy to find the place if we didnt make that wrong left turn!

It wasn't me who's interested in all these science stuff...
But hubby seems to be over the top with all these science fiction stuff and wants our son to inherit his love for science...
Little Habib did not understand most of the exibits, but I can tell he enjoyed the Omnimax show, and any exibits with current, fire, water and electricity.
Well, I sacrificed a 3 hour trip in the Science Centre...
now I'm hoping hubby would sacrifice his time and $$ to date me for a theater show call CATS!



Brother hugging sister who is clearly uncomfortable... hee...

Brother watching the water park at the Science Centre..next time, we'll bring extra clothes so that brother can play at the water fountain.

Adik smiling alot at 3 months old... she really makes me and hubby happy..Alhamdullilah.

12 Rabiulawal...

Alhamdullilah, we celebrated 12 Rabiulawal, the birth date of our beloved prophet Muhammad at Masjid Al Abdul Razak.

I felt happy…..a feeling I haven’t felt for some time. Maybe because I was celebrating my love’s birthday.

Mak went with us. So glad that she came along with us. She needs some spiritual calmness after looking after her active grandson week after week.

During the Qiam, I whispered to Little Habib

“Behave yourself, Nabi Muhammad is here with us”
“ Where Ummi, where's Nabi Muhammad ?” he asked, looking around in all innocence
“ He’s there and smiling at you. Just look and read the selawats…..”

Little Habib stared at the men from behind the curtains with his lips mutterings the selawats and following the Marhaban.

Last night, the men had finished the 12 days of Maulid. Alhamdullilah, I was holding adik in my arms. Mak was making lots of doa during the Marhaban.

Sadly, someone amongst the men refused to stand during the Marhaban. He sat there reading his own book while waiting for Isyak.
Sadly, he is hubby’s friend, and dear hubby was rather upset looking at him sit.
Sadly, someone in the jemaah told him to stand, but he refused.
To us, personally, its such rude behavior. Just frigging insolent!
I mean, what if the Allawyns are right, that Rasullah (saw) is really present during the Marhaban and you refuse to stand. Tsk.
I wont go on cos I don’t wish to discuss Wahabism in my blog… but I cant help thinking what if Almarhum Ustaz Ahmad Semait was still alive and in the jemaah yesterday night......

………………May Allah bestow all of us with his Taufik and Hidayah with the blessings of Rasullulah (saw)

Selawat and Salaams to the leader of all Prophets.

AIF ! ...

Alhamdullilah, Its Friday….!!

Sent Little Habib to school this morning.
Glad that he is comfortable and at ease with school
and his teacher wrote to me in the comms book saying that he sometimes lie on the floor or sing while playing his materials which shows that he is comfortable.
He also recites his surahs and doas confidently.
Alhamdullilah….
Im proud of the “hero kampong”, now able to adapt to school.

Little Habib too is becoming the little Bilal of the masjid. When the jemaah is praying Isyak, he at the back will recite Alfatiha and azan loudly and pray his own way. Some pakchiks think he is cute…but Im sure some cant concentrate on their prayers. Oops.

Adik is having problems with her bowels.
4 days once.
Bringing her to the Pead tonite.
Hope its nothing serious. Poor gal.
Face all red when she is trying to pass motion.

Went to watch Slumdog Millionaire last week with Massy.
What can I say…Definitely deserved to win an Oscar for the Best Movie at the Academy Awards!
Sad to see those slum kids being made to beg and how they were forcefully made blind so that the syndicate can earn money.
My heart broke while watching that show. Thank God for the happy ending !!
Its definitely a reality and I must teach my kids to be thankful people cos here in Singapore, we don’t see all these.

Feeling down still as my job hunt have not yield any results.
I feel touched that many of my friends send out my resume to their HRs. Thanks for the effort.
Sent an msn to hubby.
Told him : I feel down.
He responded : Good things comes to those who wait.

Being a Friday and in the month of Rabiulawal,
We listened to some Maulid Alhabshi.
Alhawi.net mailed us the maulid CD “ Mutiara Qashidah ” for free.
Thank you to them good people.
Track 3 brings back memories don’t you think so dear?

“ Wahai Penghulu para Rasul!
Wahai Sandaranku,
Setelah Allah, engkau adalah peganganku
Dalam Urusan dunia dan akhiratku
Wahai Rasulullah! Bantulah aku….”

Allahumma salli 'ala Sayyidina Muhammadin wa 'ala ali Sayyidina Muhammad
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Innallàha wa malâikatahû yusallûna 'alan-nabiyy, yâ ayyuhalladhîna âmanû sallû alayhi wa sallimû taslîmâ. (Allah and His angels send blessings on the Prophet: O ye that believe! Send ye blessings on him, and salute him with all respect.) 33:56

Separation Anxiety...

Apparently, my boss called me a few weeks back to check if I could return to the office earlier to help out with the company's call centre. Work will be extended till end March before the official outsource to the Manila Call centre takes place.

At first, I looked at my babies and I rejected. Afterall, Little Habib had just started school and adik is still very much on Breast milk.

But than again, I watched them day in and day out, and things seems to have settled down now and my mum had given me the green light to start work, so Ive decided to return to work next week. Yeah, so much for the 4 months of maternity leave hor... !
Of cos, I will get extra pay for returning..its just a matter of sacrificing my leave... still, I find it a little necessary as the money will come in handy in times like this..insya'allah.

Since Ive made this decision, I have been going through some bouts of depression...just tiny ones... ( who said Muslims does not go through depression? ) We do... I feel everyone can get depression, its just a matter of how we handle it... eg: zikir , reading the quran , qiamulail....seek help from Allah (swt)....or by any other halal means like drinking coffee or spending time with love ones...talking it out...

Yes, so I can feel the separation anxiety already!... its been 3 days of not picking up Little Habib from school ( dry run lah for the actual day ) and he came home telling me " Ummi never come and fetch me eh.?"....you see, the little one feel it too....
Today, I'll be fetching him, just need to explain to him after this that Tok or Dada will be the ones fetching him once Ummi starts work next week...Ohhh.... painful....

Than, there is Adik... angel I tell u.. ( insya'allah )...well she needs me too.. I mean, I know Mak and Daddy and the Aunty and Mamus at home can shower her with hugs and kisses but its the Ummi's touch that is special to the baby right... and what about the milk?
well, for now, she just have to take express breastmilk and if not enough, its Dumex Mamex.

Little Habib is getting better in school, he does not say those bad words anymore, and he has so far stop hitting his friends. Sometimes, I do find his school a little too strict but I guess they have to maintain a high standard of discipline to control the lot of toddlers.
I am quite happy I didn't pull him out of school when the going was bad because, yesterday, he recited the doa after eating ( in a cute voice he said : " Oh Allah, thank you for the food and drink and for making us good Muslims. Amin " and wiped his palms over his face. )
Oh Masya'Allah.. hubby and me were overjoyed like Jakun parents asking him to repeat what he just did..hahahhhh.....
and sometimes he will mutter those arabic words he learn in school like " Gufronaka" or " Qiam" or "Illaliqa"....

Anyway, he is learning some things there... he just need to learn to behave when he is out with us. That part is abit tough and rather challenging cos he's rather pampered.

Adik sleeping in her baby cot.

Hubby decided to dump the play pen and buy this baby cot from our good friends Fir and Ummu Nabil.

Came at a very good price and in good condition too with free mattress and linens! Alhamdullilah...

Nabil used to sleep in this cot, and now Adik. She seems happy there you know, sometimes she smiles in her sleep and we joked that she is thinking of Abang Nabil...(hehe..sorry hor for the joke at such a young age..sheesh... )

and so far, Adik is well trained to sleep in the cot, unlike Little Habib who has been sleeping in between me and hubby from day 1.

Blessings...

Though its been tiring, It has also been so much joy

to have my 2 kids in my life, is indeed a blessing....and as my journey through motherhood continues,

I thank Allah for all the blessings and trials that he has given me....Masya'allah...countless.

They grow up preety fast dont they....?

Little Habib is getting better though there are days he gets on my nerves...

Little Adik is so sweet and demure and I pray she stays good forever...

Was warded at CGH during the CNY holidays...Am really stress at a 3rd party...

My breastmilk is drying up partly due to stress or due to the meds, I dont know.... and Im getting very Kan Cheong to get it back cos I am not ready to stop breastfeeding yet...

so thats my life so far...heh....looking forward to April and July.

Habib Salim Asy-shateri was in Singapore few days back..He has gone off to Kedah and will be back again this weekend I think....
Hubby went for the lectures and even drank off his glass....as for me, no chance of meeting Habib this time around... but alhamdullilah all the same.

My sweet darlings..... they are the ones who have been keeping me busy lah... they and the housework.. : )

10th Muharram this year..

Alhamdullilah.. today is 10th Muharam, Hari Asyura... this day seems to hold a special place in my heart now...

Its been rather long since I left this blog idle, till I kindda lost the art of blogging. Yes, it does feel rather weird.

Another 2 days till Adik turns 1 mth old. This little angle of mine has been such a big help. She is easy to handle, wakes up 2-3 times for milk or diaper change, than she sleeps back, no major problems, no wailing and crying unless she is hungry and she does seems rather independent.

Im facing a major challenge with Little Habib. May Allah (swt) makes things easy for me and him. He is having separation anxiety with me big time as he has entered the schooling phase of his life. Its the 3r day today, and its still pretty bad. I wont mention much, just that its really causing me much sadness and stress and I blame it on the way hubby and me brought him up. With Adik, I promise it will be different.
No more clingy-ness and hard core pampering.

My days are now filled with taking care of the 2 kids, ensuring Little Habib gets some own time with me, feeding my little guzzler, feeding.... changing diaper....feeding and more feeding....breastfeeding on demand is really tiring....
yes I agree with Norza, we breastfeeding mums are like human cows. Still, I will try my best to stay thankful.

Alhamdullilah.

1st week as a Mother of 2...

Alhamdulillah, I've given birth to a sweet baby girl on the 10th Dec at 9.33pm.

Earlier on that faithful day, I suspected that my water bag was leaking as I had lots of clear water discharge but still, no contraction pain. Not willing to take any chances, my mum suggested that I just go to the hospital.

I checked in ESH at 7pm after hubby finished his work, and by that time, I was already 5cm dilated.

Dr Heng was still at her Bedok Clinic, thus, I was handled by the midwives. Hubby went to Masjid Aleem Siddique to pray Magrib and Isyak as I told him to go and make doa for me. I was confident that the baby will pop out only nearing to midnight.

Hubby came back to the labour ward nearing 9pm. I had started to feel contraction pain as I was put on the drip and the labour was to be induced. I remember I still chatted with my hubby amids taking deep breath from my laughing gas, and we snapped some pictures too.

The real pain only started slightly after 9pm when my dear gynea came in the labour room to break my waterbag and after 30 mins of intense pain, the midwives shouted to my gynea to come in as she was reading the papers outside waiting for me to fully dilate. I pushed hard and after a few tries, my darling princess came out to this world.

Again No epidural, just Laughing Gas and the pentidine jab which in the end, didnt help when the real contractions started.

I can still remember the pain... Ooouch... no wonder heaven is under the mother's feet!

Well, being a mother of 2 small kids is still not easy and I am trying really hard to adjust. Its been tiring as I have to divide my attention. The only rest I get when both of them are asleep, like now.

The first few days were terrible as I had bad engorgements due to too much milk productions. I couldnt even close my armpits properly as it was swelling with milk, and it made me so depress and feverish. Alhamdullilah, I have some friends who I consider 'Breastfeeding Experts' to sms and call me to advise, and also I have a really good tukang urut who helped me ease the engorged breast. Its much better already.

The only thing hubby and me are battling now is how to please Little Habib and make him love his sister. Apparently, he does feel a little left out as I am always feeding the baby or pumping my milk out. He takes it out by hitting her, beating her with the pillow, pressing his face against her face , taking out her mittens and crying his heart out when Im am trying to feed the baby. When his Abah is carrying Adik, he quickly tugs at his Abah to put her down and carry him instead.

We are trying our best to explain to him that the baby loves him, and that she feels pain when is being hit. We do shower him with alot of attention and hubby still maintain our nightly mosque routing with him, but its just that I dont follow them.

I can understand how my little boy feels. All this while, his Ummi is sitting with him in the car, entertaining his talks and now, its just him and Abah.

I cried too when he hugs me and cry. I explained to him our normal routine will come back soon when Adik is a little bigger. I miss those times too, but I have to be fair to both of my children.

I am trying to be positive with alot of doa. Hubby is very concern too and we will continue to to try and get Little Habib to adjust till he knows that now Adik is part of our lives. I believe when he is a little older, things will be fine. Its just that at 2yrs 5mths years old, its hard for him to understand this addition to the family.

Till then, Wasallam.
Fi'amanillah.

Oh Little Habib.... !

Little Habib reading his " Solat " book with me before bed time.
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" Oh Little Habib....
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Do you know that Ummi has been rather worried for your behaviour of late.
At first, Ummi thought it was normal...for a toddler to like throwing things...
But after last night, boy, you are really one stubborn boy....
Is it because you want more attention?
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You see boy, throwing things...breakable things is wrong...
You have this habit of throwing things which are dangerous and breakable.
You have thrown most of Dadi's decorations, plates, bowls, spectacles, Tv Controllers
and most lately, you climb all the way up the stairs, reach your hand up to the ceiling light,
yank the light bulb up from the light hole and throw the light bulb down the stairs.
Don't you know that if the switch was on, you could have been electrocuted ? *God Forbid*
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Ummi have tried counselling you,
Dada have even taken out his belt and hit you lightly 3 times and everytime we do that, you seem to understand that you cannot pull the light bulb as there is electric current.
You say " no cannot touch, not toy , got current "...
But later on, when no one is looking, you do it again.
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Last night, after repeated warnings, you rushed up the stairs , pull the new light bulb and throw it down the stairs again.
This time the light bulb broke! Mamu Bab had no choice but to show it to Dada.
Dada was really furious and he blamed it on Ummi for not being pro-active in watching out for you.
Tell me how pro active can Ummi be with a fast moving toddler at this stage of Ummi's pregancy?
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Dada told Ummi to buy a cane as this habit has to stop at once!
Dada says this is deviant behaviour and not something normal toddlers do...
Dada, the man who spoils you with sooo much love, now cannot stand this behaviour too!

Oh look what you've done !
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Ummi try not to cane you..
Ummi try to use counselling and explaining method
Ummi ever showed you the belt and you waived your hands to tell me dont use it because you were scared.
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It breaks Ummi's heart to beat you but if you keep throwing things around, maybe to get more attention, It looks as if The Cane has to make its appearance in our household.
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Abah has agreed on getting 2 canes! Abah says beating is the right way, since counselling and beating you with our hands does not help.
Just one cane on the hand on your palms and lets see if the pain of the Rattan cane will deter anymore of this naughty behaviour.
You have reached a stage whereby neither Ummi or Dadi can save you from the cane.
We have to do this before the electric current gets you instead.
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It breaks my heart, you know that...
Because when Dada says this is deviant behaviour,
deeps down Ummi's heart, Ummi know you are a sweet boy...
You are sweet. There are times where you just melt Ummi's heart.
There are times where you comfort Ummi instead.
There are times when you talk to Ummi as if you are the grown up and Ummi is the baby.
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Because when you are at our house, you are obedient, and you watch the TV with us.
Your favourite programme is Animal Planet.

At bedtime, you read all your Doa's with Ummi and we read your books,
and you drink your milk, and you hug Ummi to sleep.
You always ask Ummi to read Wa Duha and Wal' Asri for you.
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Ummi have no problems when you are at our house.
But when you are at Dada and Dadi's house, with your grandparents and Aunty Mas and Mamu's around, you suddenly become this little Rascal,
always looking for attention and plotting your next rascal moves.
And you smile at us when you have trown and broken something.
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Ummi and Abah feels strongly that you are pampered over there.
But isnt pampering you good?
It seems that pampering you has somehow backfired...
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Maybe Ummi should just let Tok from Abah's side discipline you.
Tok is a disciplinarian. And Ummi don't agree with how he discipline you.
But maybe since giving you alot of love and affection has spoilt you, maybe Tok is right after all....
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Dada wants Ummi to get air Doa from Habib Abbas to "cure" your naughtiness...
Ummi finds that unnecessary.
Because to Ummi, doa Ibu is the best.
Ummi have done all things I can sayang, to ensure that your are on the straight path...
Abah have brought you to Habib Umar Bin Hafiz, Habib Salim Asyatiri, Habib Abbas , Ustaz Hasbi, Ustaz Abu Zaki and many more Alims and Ulama's to read doa and blow it on your head.
We even bring you to the Masjid every night so that you can hear the azan and may the Angels in the Masjid read doa's for you....So spiritually, you are not lacking... yet...
you behave as if you are spiritually lacking at your grandparents house.
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This problem needs to be tackled before Adik comes in this world.
Or maybe Adik can make you a more discipline toddler.
Ummi don't know how, but maybe if you know you are going to be a Role Model for Adik,
Maybe you will stop trowing dangerous things...
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Like Ummi said, It breaks my heart to use physical punishment,
But Ummi has no choice,
Ummi dont want my son to grow up like "Anakku Sazali"
Yeah call Ummi Dramatic, but this might happen you know...again * God Forbid*
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So later, Ummi and Abah is going to buy the cane.. The thin Rattan one...
The one that Ummi fears when Ummi was a kid myself.
And My dear son, Ummi and Abah plans to hang it up the wall,
somewhere prominent, where you can see and start fearing your self...."
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" Oh Allah ... please let me do the right thing...I really pray for your guidance "

AIF ! ...36th weeks

Alhamdullilah, its friday.....

Everytime its Friday, I feel that time flies so fast....don't ya ?

Am at home now with hubby only, parked Little Habib at my parents place after solat Isyak at the masjid just now. Sometimes when he is at my parents house, I feel a slight relief that I can get some rest. Seriously, Im exhausted. Been going for Isyak prayers every night at the mosque after our dinner. Sometimes, I complain to my hubby that I cant go, cos I am tired and I wonder why he still insist on going...
He keeps saying that tiredness is just temporary and I can tawassul on this amalan one day.

Anyway, I feel relaxed now cos tonight, my parents are taking care of my son for me. Some silence in my home... no endless questions from the little one..heh....

Im sure once Adik comes, chances of being at home without my child will be very seldom, cos I cannot leave 2 kids at once at my parents place as they too need their rest.

We went to the zoo a few days back since I was on leave. It was our maiden trip with our son.
Alhamdullilah, while queuing up to buy tickets, 2 men came to us and offered us free tickets since they have extra tickets from their company and didnt want it to go to waste... It caught me by surprise, but it has shown me that Allah (swt) gives Rizk in many forms. We went in the zoo for Free !



Little Habib enjoyed watching the white tigers ! He also liked the Orang Utans.

Midway, he got very cranky cos he wanted to sleep. So hubby and me went to watch the animals together with our sleeping son.

Luckily, he regained his energy when he worked up, and ate rather well at KFC after the trip.

Tomorrow, would be my last day with my company before I start my maternity leave. I've wrote my farewell email and given my team a treat of moccas, lattes, hot choco and Fruit Tea. I also treated some of them to muffins, sugar rolls and egg tarts.

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Received many well wishes and gift and lunch treats. My team bought me the watch which I have been eyeing for a few months. Alhamdullilah, another form of Rezeki. I love this pink Swatch and would be reminded of them when I wear it.

My hospital bag is Finally all packed !

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Had contractions , not so regular but rather painful for 2 days straight. Today no contractions but I can feel baby moving very little. In fact, it got me worried that the baby hasn't been active since the start of this week, but I did feel some movements, so I'll just wait for tomorrow to check with Dr Heng when I go for my 36th week check up. Hope everything is OK.

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The countdown has begun.

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I feel as if its nearing, as if my cervix is already opened..... I dont know If I can make it till 12.12 but I pray for the best from Allah (swt)...

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Thanks for all the doa's and well wishes.... May Allah bless those who have kind thoughts on me. May you be bless with many more goodness than what you wish for me. Amiin.

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Allahumma salli 'ala Sayyidina Muhammadin wa 'ala ali Sayyidina Muhammad

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Innallàha wa malâikatahû yusallûna 'alan-nabiyy, yâ ayyuhalladhîna âmanû sallû alayhi wa sallimû taslîmâ. (Allah and His angels send blessings on the Prophet: O ye that believe! Send ye blessings on him, and salute him with all respect.) 33:56