ahmad shakir

assalamualaikum, it's 3am. i'm still wide awake. sleeping side by side to my dear nephew, shakir. so, i let myself choose blogging. this is rare.

shakiro is six this year. i think this shall be the wrap up of my holiday. babysitting is my only activity during this school holiday. pheww. how i wish i cud get married asap so i don't have to babysit. hahaha. it's tiring like hell esp when the children are super damn clingy and they have extra energy which they will use to do things like running till tumbling somewhere. pheww. u won't believe me. please belief cz i have more boys than girls. only one girl, aliyah. tu pun mcm boy.

but, sometimes, i miss babysitting them. like today, i bring shakir to pizza hut. actually, it was just a trick  his parents needed to leave him to me so, they come out with that idea. they will leave home when we both are out having fun at the pizza hut. perghh. having fun?? not really.

but, i've used to it. to eat like nobody is around me. to shout like a mama bear. to eat and run and continue eating and stop. wehuuuu. i love babysitting. motherhood hormones have spilled up in my veins. apekah.

oh today, what makes me feel ao much appreciated is shakir suddenly hug me and say thanks for bringing me here. in front of the public. mekaseh. i feel so momzie. perasan. haha. rasa macam hari hari nak bawak pegi pizza. beli personal plate. morah.

a little thing sometimes makes you feel enjoy and appreciated and loved. thanks shakir. but please grow up fast. acik feels so sick when your wild adrenaline rushed. you run like a crazy zebra. galloping running. oh man! one day, i'm gonna show you your video. and i want you to say thanks ummi ayah cicik n other aunts for keeping me alive tho i was extremely naughty when i was young. faham??

when you were baby, you loved to stay up. arghhh. be a doctor lah nanti bila dewasa. suka sangat bejaga malam. today you slept at 2.30 am. pheww. 

but, shakir, one thing, you're a sweet boy. acik won't forget that for the entire of my life. you love to appreciate people by saying thanks and hugging and kissing. i love your sloppy kiss. your sweat smells like baby. oh, i love!

today's photos. enjoice!

ammar husaini

with every born, comes a bundle of joys. apetah merepek. it has been a week since baby ammar was born. finally, after a few discussions between his parents and grandparents, they agreed to choose ammar husaini.

to baby ammar, be a good boy, a pious muslim, a knowledgeable man, a wise man, a hardworking man. nothing is easy in this world. to gain His heaven, you have to work hard. to gain a better life in this world, you have to work hard. never ever give up even if there are people who turn you down. respect your parents. they are your key to jannah no matter what.

i love you my first generation. you carry my blood in you. haha. yeah, we come from the same family tree. we carry some similar genes; just look at your nose. you won't forget what i say here. kah kah.����

my dear baby boy, carry our family name gracefully. never ever think of doing bad things. smoking is wrong. i know, once when you have grown up, you would want to try all that. be reminded my dear baby boy, haram will remain haram no matter what. even if years passed, it is still haram. if you want His heaven, stay afar from all that.

i love you no matter what. when you were infant, i love kissing every parts of you. you smell like heaven. a place where we call our final destiny.

love and kisses,
cicik.

welcoming my new nephew,

assalamualaikum.

it looks like i have to blog more since  I've downloaded this apps. oh, we received a new family member on 6th June. a boy again. alhamdulillah. my sis delivered a healthy baby with approximate of 3.05 kg weight and 55 cm length. that is her third baby and alhamdulillah she made it again. hihi. stitch free. . we're so excited as usual tho we hoped it's a girl at first. haha. pity Aliyah. she has no girl cousin for now.  so, since it's school holiday, mak asked me to help her taking care of my sister. off i went to jitra.

bidan termuda. woke up in the morning and boil some water with herbs for the mother and prepare the bath tub  for the baby. cook for lunch. taking care of the two elder brothers. sweep the floor. hang the clothing. and the list of house chore goes on non stop. my respect goes to the maid-free stay at home mothers out there. so tired.

my other sisters said those experiences will make me a better woman in the upcoming future whilst I've another thoughts in mind, that's the scariest part of being born as among the younger ones in the family. you know what i mean? extra job esp during holidays.

previously, i enjoyed but now, as my nephews and nieces are growing up, the feeling has started to fade away. it's hell tiring to babysit them. 

oh, I've made a massive decision in life on 9th June 2014. I know I have too. I have no other choices. it hurts but i can't continuously hurt other person's feeling when I actually should support x. what i need know is sabar and tawakkal. one day, it will come to me. i know. sooner or later. with Allah's permission.

pics tell a thousand words. here goes, muhammad x ❤❤

babysitting

assalamualaikum,

please ask me, how did i spend my holiday? hehe.

i spent about two months of my holidays to babysit my dear niece and nephew with some help from mak. eh. it should be like this. my mak spend her days babysitting her grandchildren with some help from me. that should be a precise way to describe the situation. haha. =P

babysitting a toddler and a kid was not an easy job. we had to. we had no choice. my sister needed our helps and we probably will need her help some day which we still do not know. that's the reason why we still survive and force ourselves to survive with two hyper active kids.

adik woke up in the middle of her beauty sleep and my beauty sleep asking for 'susu'. she's a morning toddler. woke up early in the morning. our alarm clock. =P

along, on the other hand, loved to watch cartoon on television. He would shout out loud and cry on top of his lungs if someone switched the cartoon channels on tv.

to sum up, it was not an easy journey to raise up a human. turn back to your parents and say thank you for everything they had sacrificed for you back then and until now.

I often argued to my mother, why do we have to do all these? we had to sacrifice our beauty sleep. we had to sacrifice everything. my outing was not complete without the two musketeers. i always had them with me to wherever i went for two months. if not both, either one. anak-anakku.

i went to the night market. shakir wanted toys. the seller asked me 'anak sorang ka baru?'. i nodded. the motherly hormones surged through my veins.

i felt special everyday. they would come to me, hug me, kiss me, pat my cheeks and i hugged them back. those moments were priceless.

there were times when they were in bad mood. they threw tantrums and they hit me and they did everything just to test my level of patience. sometimes, i just couldn't keep calm. but, most of the time, i would hug them and say motherly words. it always worked. omg, i could feel the motherly hormones surged through my vessels.

i brought them to the panel clinic. the doctor asked me so many questions as if i knew everything about them. yes, i knew everything about the kids on my lap cz i was the one who took care of them.

woke up at four just to make sure the kids took their medicine right on time. i felt special.

running here and there in your house just to catch a little monster after bath time was not easy but i felt special for those experience. priceless.

now i know kenapa ibu-ibu tak sanggup berpisah dengan anak. the bonding.

baru mengasuh dua bulan siang malam. sedih. rindu bau anak-anak. wangi. rindu anak-anak tidur atas lengan. tukar diaper tengah malam. berjaga sebab demam. berlari pakaikan baju. paksa makan ubat dan macam-macam lagi.

basically, the routines were just similar for each and everyday. but, the ups and downs that made it different.

agaknya kalau ada anak sendiri musnah impian nak ambil master. tak sanggup tinggal.

each and every single moment with your children is special. they grow up each and everyday without fail. if i'm a mother, i dare not to miss each and every single special moment with my kids. i want to be the first person to witness my child stand on his/her own two feet, talk his/her first word and everything.

malam ni kena sawan ibu-ibu. hihi

i'm gonna miss them tomorrow night.

inilah sebab tak suka jadi babysitter anak-anak buah. aceceh. haha

till then, assalamualaikum.

self reminder

assalamualaikum,

jaga rumah tangga baik-baik  -abuya pesan-

a sincere advice from a father to his daughter and son in law.

cries.

- A Tribute to My Father -

I know that no matter what
You will always be with me.
When life separates us
I'll know it is only your soul
Saying goodbye to your body
But your spirit will be with me always.
When I see a bird chirping on a nearby branch
I will know it is you singing to me.
When a butterfly brushes gently by me so care freely
I will know it is you assuring me you are free from pain.
When the gentle fragrance of a flower catches my attention
I will know it is you reminding me
To appreciate the simple things in life.
When the sun shining through my window awakens me
I will feel the warmth of your love.
When I hear the rain pitter patter against my window sill
I will hear your words of wisdom
And will remember what you taught me so well'
That without rain trees cannot grow
Without rain flowers cannot bloom
Without life's challenges I cannot grow strong.
When I look out to the sea
I will think of your endless love for your family.
When I think of mountains, their majesty and magnificence
I will think of your courage for your country.
No matter where I am
Your spirit will be beside me
For I know that no matter what
You will always be with me.

Your babies have grown so free and all of them are now ready to enter the next challenging phase in life.

 life is a cycle. you don't have to run. you don't have to say 'wait!'. it will bring you to the destination slowly but surely. but, i wanna be a child again and forever though it is impossible, i know. 

 i stumbled upon this in a blog.

Source: 

1) Poem Tribute to A Father, Your Spirit http://www.familyfriendpoems.com/poem/a-tribute-to-my-father#ixzz2oVjkTdGc 

2) http://jamesdez.wordpress.com/2012/03/02/a-letter-from-mom-and-dad/

till then, assalamualaikum.

on usrah

assalamualaikum,

coming from a family that has very little knowledge about usrah, you surely need to have a strong will and you really need to find a way to introduce it to your family. In my case, they know about it but they are not yet into it . who knows? sooner or later, they'll realize about the importance of attending usrah and understand why do we have to attend usrah instead of staying at home expressing our sympathy in front of the television upon what's happening now in Malaysia and other muslim countries.

deep in my heart, usrah is more than a circle. it teaches me a lot of things since i first started joining usrah in early 2010. If I could rehearse all the memories, I could tell you how much it had helped me in the process of growing up. When i was down, I always had my usrah siblings to comfort me and remind me how grateful I am to be born as muslim and to walk in the path of light. as a human, i always make mistakes, they never judge me. cause we always have each other to keep on reminding that we are not born to judge but lead and show and remind each other.

macam over pulak. ish. but, it's true.

since i'm now on holiday (school holiday/ teachers' holiday), i am invited to attend an usrah circle of working akhawat. most of them are doctors/dentists and my naqibah is a teacher. my respect goes to them. despite of their busy schedules, they are willing to spare some time for usrah.

as i said, the most challenging part comes from my family, my parents. they ask me thousand of questions before they could give me a 'yes'. i know their intention is good. they always want the best for their children. as i ask my father's permission to attend usrah in my naqibah's house which is located about 15 minutes from my house, he asks me thousands of questions.

1) Do you really have to go?
2) Siapa naqibah?
3) Siapa yang bagi pengisisan?
4) Siapa lagi yang pergi?
5) Rumah naqibah dekat mana?
6) etc.
7) Jangan balik lambat!

I don't really mind having to answer all sorts of questions but  what make me feel a bit worry is when they start to remind me about what had happened to my cousins and al-arqam. the past had passed. but we still have a lot of magazines and books about al-arqam and written by the founder of al-arqam. if i want to know, i would do some reading from all the materials that we still keep but i don't want. it's still there in the cupboard waiting  i have seen the effect in front of my eyes as it happened to my father's niece and nephews.

whatever it is, think and weigh the impact on your life before making any decision upon something. pesan abuya saya. bukan abuya al-arqam ye

i personally think, don't let the past steal your present and steal what your aims and hopes in life.

but, don't look down at our parents advises.

the end.

minta maaf kalau ada yang terlebih dan terkurang. 

it's a holi holiday.

assalamualaikum,

nantilah kita sambung entry kahwin.

it's really a holiday for me from books and all sorts of academic chores. i wake up with two little munchkins waiting for my cute clown smile. yes, i'm the clown. sometimes, i could turn to be a lion clown but pity me, i'm a good lion. i dare not to eat the two little creatures though sometimes i think they deserve that punishment for being so annoying.

but, you know, it's just easy to tease the two little creatures

i make one of them stay outside if they make noise. sometimes, i just use my power to make them stop enjoying doing the noisy party. forgive me, sometimes, it is just an unavoidable actions from a not yet married aunt. the motherly hormones are not yet secreted by the body system. thus, i couldn't avoid from having 'leave me alone some time kids' sick.

but, kids are still kids. no matter, how bad you have treated them, they will forget easily. they still want my hugs and sloppy kisses. they need that every morning though. i just enjoy doing it while they are still young and they still want my hugs and kisses though i'm a bad aunt in this whole world, i guess.

this morning, i dress them up and decide to bring them to the nearest zoo. sadly, adik chooses the wrong time to throw her tantrum. i dare not to bring a moody lady for outing so, shall we postpone our plan, along? he said yes. let's take some pictures and do a project. acik tengah mood rajin. haha

off we go to kids wonderland. we play 'jual-jual mainan'. we take a lot of diva pictures. we dress up. we put on some make up. lol. xpe. xberdosa. we are not showing off to anyone. it's just for fun.

here we go. let's check it out our diva project and our gundam (robot) project.

2.5 y.o model. 

new hairstyle.I get inspired by dora. haha. excuse the frizzy hair. she really looks like dora the explorer after bath time

i make a robot for him. it lasts for30 minutes before he turns it to be a treasure box to keep all his toys. he comes to me asking me to guess what's inside the box. pftt. 

oh, toodles!

what does a bridesmaid do?

assalamualaikum,

my first glance fell on your heart - Johann F.C Schiller-

that might be the untold words i guess. it's not our Malaysian culture to express the love through words. actions are not enough. i want verbal expressions. pfttt. that's what might happen if i'm the one who was sitting on the wedding chair that day. 

nak doalah. i want a romantic prince charming. oh please.please. 

bagi lempang jap dekat mek ni. haha

let's get back to the real purpose of this entry. 

so, what does a bridesmaid do?

she has the honour of being the last to walk down on the aisle together with the bride

providing moral support at all time

holding the bouquet during the ceremony

photobomb. i like.

walk down the aisle in the procession 

make the bride feels special. support her!

till then,
mi amor =)

bridesmaid terjun

assalamualaikum,

At the touch of love everyone becomes a poet  -Plato -

I remember reading a motivational book, Men are from mars, women are from venus. It's a motivational book to improve communications between mars and venus. I don't know how efficient it could be and how far it could leave the impact on a relationship coz i never finish reading the book though i've tried so many times.

tapi sebenarnya, i'm not gonna talk about the book.

my main intention is to share what is in the inner side of me.

marriage is not easy. marriage needs thousands of sacrifices and sometimes, one side has to sacrifice more than the other side. In the end, the burden will make the one who sacrifices more explode. hehe. i've seen it and i'm scared. right now, i shall believe myself that i'm not ready for that. i need more knowledge and i need to learn how to build a sturdy patient wall so i won't be the one who explodes even if i'm the one who has to sacrifice more.

anyway, two days ago, i broke my own record. BRIDESMAID. haha. yes! someone asked me to be her 'bidan terjun' bridesmaid. i never dreamed or imagined of being one even though my sisters will get married sooner. when my sister told me about it, i was like errr. i just laughed coz i couldn't believe what i just heard. she asked me a close question, which meant the answer must be either yes or no. however, i knew that i actually was not given any choices other than yes. so, i replied 'aku hentam ja la'.

the bride asked me to wear dark turqoise. i just nodded though i never owned any dark turqoise formal attire except for a dress. Lucky, my younger sister reminded me about my third sister's engagement kurung. without further thinking, i decided to wear the kurung since it looked a little bit special due to its shining outer garments. i chose to wear with my rainbow tudung.

my sister said, "you're not the one who's getting married, so just relax and wear whatever you think suitable and ready". tapi nasihat tak jalan. that's my first time experience. ofcourse, i felt nervous.

my cousin in law reminded me to do all sorts of things for our princess of the day. i needed to hold her phone.i needed to remind her when it's time to go for the second make up/dress up session. being me, i just told her that i'm not used to the situation and i didn't know how to use the bride's phone .haha. she had to teach me how to use the bride's phone and told me about the flow of the wedding ceremony. oh man! if i still had a choice, i would choose to give up and let them find someone else. haha. i'd never had any experience of using smart phone except my sisters' phone. ish. rasa terhina gila. bukan jakun. haha

it's not easy to be a bridesmaid but i enjoyed. at least, they gave me a new experience which was priceless and unforgettable. i had to accompany the brides to touch up her make up and dress up for wedding ceremony as soon as after the akad.

all in all, i felt blessed and proud for having such opportunity though they were my trial pack.

a little bit of reminder from a former bridesmaid. make sure you think wisely before you hire your make up artist or whatever related to your wedding so at least, you could help her to reduce the burdens on the others. wasn't it a crazy thing when you have to travel about 15 minutes (excluded the traffic jam)? going there just for 'make up' and 'dress up'. it's a waste of time. why don't you arrange so that the make up artist could come to your house instead of you, the bride and the groom, move from a place to another.

one more, for the future or soon to be bridegrooms, please be a responsible man. how to manage a family and be a leader  when you can't even show respect and be a responsible man in a reality life. it always happened. the future husband was too relax and cool and left everything about his own wedding only to his future other half. not every man but most. so far, i'd found more than one. that's enough to make me feel scared.

nah, the only photo that i asked my cousin to capture. i didn't even have photo with the bride and groom. so sad. lucky, they hired the photographer.

we slept at three, we woke up at five. that could be a strong reason why my eye backs was so clear.

sitting in the middle of the heart shape bench. 

Who's gonna complete the other half of me?haha. soalan melampau.

oopss, congratulations to mt dear cousin, kak anis and her other half, abang faiz. May Allah grant happiness and long lasting relationship until the eternal world for both of you. May Allah grant both of you beautiful and pious offspring

next week will be my sisters turn. let'spray for a smooth sailing journey to the wedding.

eh. suddenly i remember a quote from my fb friend's wall, she said for what we are focusing more on the wedding when the one that is more important is the marriage. :)

#qanaah#

toodles!

new addition

Assalamualaikum,

our family
 is a circle of strength and love

our family
with every birth and every union the circle grows

our family,
is the circle of strength

every crisis faced together makes the circle stronger.

welcoming another new member in the family.

this time, we import our new player from Besut.  =)

eid mubarak 1434H

assalamualaikum,

selamat hari raya.  raya no hi. happy eid mubarak.

so many things happened. the best thing was two weeks holiday and hari raya. alhamdulillah, we had a simple celebration with our family, relatives and friends. relatives and friends kept on coming until the fifth day of Syawal. that's how i celebrated hari raya. instead of jalan-jalan raya, we stayed at home waiting waiting for our relatives to come. people kept on coming till there's no way for us to escape and spent our day outside for raya visit. xpela, tetamu ialah rezeki.

on the second day of Syawal, people kept on coming till late at night. the last group went back at 11 p.m. leaving us with no foods left. haha. we ate the leftovers and kuih muih but we're happy.

on the third day, the same thing happened. cordial habis. gula habis.

due to that, mak had planned to conduct a small feast earlier next year so that we don't have to cook again and over again and we can have more time for raya visit.

we had a small kenduri/feast on the fifth day of Syawal.  my sister got engaged. mak's choice is always the best. hihi.

that's how i celebrated hari raya.

simple but meaningful.

next year, iA. we are going to welcome two handsome men in our family. if not, three. =D

till then.

Look who's two

assalamualaikum,

2 year olds rocks!

stunning little girl is turning two. 

currently, she's staying with Opah cz she's one in a million. her ummi couldn't cope with three and work and alone in Labuan, so, she has to leave her little precious under Opah supervision. she's doing good. gaining weight in the blink of an eye well, that's the benefits staying with your grandparents. she's nothing else to do except eat. she wakes up and immediately heading to the kitchen looking for some foods. btw, that's her secret of gaining weight. if we bring her outside for sight seeing, people would say she's 3 instead of two. hehe. sadly, she couldn't speak yet. she could only mumble words and do instructions. opps, she could say mok. mok is opah. nak is i want. aaanak is i don't want. no..no..no is don't disturb me. ooookk is poo. ni is ummi. anyah is angah. that's it. she rarely speaks unless you force her to speak. she is good at slapping people and she's also a big fan of upin&ipin and Boboiboy. If you say yaya, she will automatically re enact the famous action in Boboiboy. 

sebijik macam ni

she sleeps four times a day. she must take a short nap after morning shower and afternoon shower. if not, she could be a monster. she is a champion in turning a tidy house to a messy house. she loves to unfold and mess up all the clothing on the rack and in the cupboard. tell what. if you halang her, she will find other ways to quench her thirst. since i'm on holidays, i'm the one who always bullied and being bullied by her. she has done everything that can make everyone's blood boil. spill out baby oil onto the floor. unfold and mess up clothing on the rack. she even tries our clothes. haha. very feminine little girl. 

but, she is also our clown. everything she does makes us laugh sometimes but most of the time makes us crazy. if the telephone rings, she will quickly call mok..mok. she's actually calling my mak to answer the telephone call. If anyone's mobile phones in this house is ringing, she quickly grab my mom phone and acting like she's talking to someone. 

but, at night, everyone would lawan tolak-tolak. who would want to sleep with her tonight? haha. you'll experience a nightmare. she wakes up at least two times in the middle of the night asking for milk and sometimes just for crying. huhu. that's at least coz sometimes it could be more than two times. for this two weeks, it's always me but after this no more. two days left to enjoy my holidays. lepas niopah la. opah kata macam beranak kecik balik. haha  =D

for now, she hates skirt. she will choose her own baju. if she wants to wear pyjama in the morning. dare to say no. she will cry on top of her lungs. opah always gives up and follow her will but not me. i'll choose before her and shut the door of the room where we keep her baju and say 'cantik baju ni, baju lain habis'. haha. it works sometimes but not all the time. haha. she's a clever little chipmunk. 

till then, assalamualaikum.

~nephew~

As-salam,

announcing the arrival of my eldest sister's third baby. it's a boy again. huhu. it's fun to have a perfect football team in the  house. just wait and see. another hero in the making. habislah. no more pasu cantik. no more beautiful classy crockery.

Ahmad Shamil Mohamad Azlan

kagum!

Assalamualaikum,

me: ah, tok tu, cakap sikit je kan. boleh rakam. banyak zikir dari cakap-cakap macam kita kan.
sister: aakan

introducing! my first informal teacher after my parents. she taught me hijaiyah letters. Allah sent her to us not only to be part of our life but for more than that. she taught me and my other sisters to recite the Holy Quran properly/perfectly. salah baca,malas baca. rotan! she taught me so much things about life.

umur 76. can i call her 'hafizah'? tak pernah menyerah kalah untuk menghafal surah-surah dalam al-Quran sampai sekarang. tasmi' selepas solat, sebelum tidoq and whenever she's got nothing to do.

tasmi' setiap kali sebelum tido dan bila-bila sahaja.

tok selalu kata, 'Allah dah tarik sikit-sikit nikmat hidup tok'. tok dah kurang dengar. tengok tv dengan volume 80 ke atas. eardrum dah habis. #malfunction#. Allah has planned the best for us. most of her time is used for zikrullah. she spends very little time for chit chatting and other worldly activities. i never know what does she feel but she never complaints.

kalau nak tahu favourite foods cucu-cucu dia. ask her! she knows better. she's the best cook ever.

at her age, everyday, she'll make sure to wake up early for qiamullail. everyday!!she never misses unless the day before was a tiring day for her.

oh, i nearly forget.. she loves my massage skill too bits. she's my only loyal patient after my mom. skinny does not mean i'm not good at massaging. urat dawai, tulang besi.

just now, tok told me, 'hang urut, tak la lenguh kaki tok semalam'. one happy proud duck smiling ear to ear.

i dun wanna dream too much. the only thing i want is time to spent with her.

who am i, today, without her coz she's part of my growing/my life.

nothing much i can do except to show how much i appreciate and love her. how much i adore her cooking.

there's something money can't buy; love

nak tengok tak tok kami?

taraaanggg!!

ignore muka yang paling banyak tu. tu ratu camwhore..hahaha.

till then. As-salam.

regards,
sis

cousin's E- day

salam,

another member in our extended family finds her life time partner. teeheee. the adults said, being engaged~; it's gonna be a tough journey. May Allah grant both of  them with an endless perseverance to face all the coming challenges. i bet no one is hoping for it yet, we can't run away from conflicts and problems. my only advice is face it with maturity. it's gonna be a fun one.

mine is still unseen. Ooo Allah s.w.t,  make it seen when my turn comes. ~nak jugak~  =P

regards,

sis

growing old is mandatory

Age is whatever you think it is. You are as old as you think you are.

-Muhammad Ali 

salam,

me, my 4th sis and my 3rd sis

now,

there's no pic to compare 

but we're almost 15 years old  older. 

me-22

my 4th sis-24

my 3rd sis-25

!!!!!

(open-mouth grin)

i was, once, the shortest.

today, i'm the tallest

see, how time makes us grow taller by each and every year.

i win the growing taller game

yet, they win the growing matured fast game.

i don't want time to fly too fast

i don't want us to grow too fast.

soon, one by one will be leaving home for a better living

leaving the nucleus family for a yet to be a growing family.

please, not so soon.

till then,

wassalam

tears of sorrow, aceceyh!

salam,

Mickey passed away due to diarrhea. i dare not to check on their condition until tomorrow morning coz hurm, i really hope it's not going to die but who can say no when its time for him to leave. mickey had severe diarrhea since the second day here in our house and in my hands. mak said its normal for a fragile kitten because kitten needs their mother to keep them warm and the mother's milk should be the best milk ever for a kitten.. Minnie, on the other hand,  is surely not going to die. she survives. she quickly adapts. she could stand on its two back feet.  she has started to explore her sense of smell. i bet she's missing her mom so much. she keep licking on my skin when she gets the chance to do it but,  most of the time, i won't let her do it coz i'm a hygienic lady. erk.

 regret! i'm the only one who's in charge of the kittens. i feed them not to see one of them die yet growing up healthily before the suitable time to let them live freely is decided. dah tinggal sekor ni, berat hati dah nak pi buang balik. rasa macam a convicted killer pulak. dahla baru habis baca novel thriller. =P

esok keluar dekat tabloid kucing-kucing sedunia, A woman is convicted of killing her adopted stray kitten, Mickey.

bukan saya. bukan saya. saya dah bagi dia makan ubat cirit birit. saya dah suap susu.

looking into Mickey's eyes, i know, he wouldn't survive long unless i bring him to the vet tonight for antibiotics treatment. but the problem here is who's going to pay. dia dah la xde insurance cover. nanny xde allowance. uya tak suka kucing. siap suruh buang. sedih sungguh rasa.

this is my first time experience and i wouldn't let this happen again. i'm not a good babysitter either a nurse.

i'm so sorry, Mickey!

till then, salam.

little monster

salam,

what a holiday means without a most famous and popular chore, babysitting.

few weeks ago, we were haunted by a three year old boy. not really haunted, he entertained us a lot but completely ruined our sleeping time. he would fall asleep only after midnight. the earliest was at 2 and the latest was at 5. not enough of that, he wouldn't let anyone to switch the channel to any sane channels except the insane cartoon channels. astro was meant for cartoon eyh. me and my sister performed "tahajjud" almost everyday because of him. it was amiserable week though it lasted only for a week before we decided tolet his mom picked him up and brought little crocodile home. haha. tapi nak tahajjud apanya kalau dapat cuti.  we couldn't even land flat on the floor in front of the tv if he was riding his bicycle or else, you body would turn out to be as flat as a plywood. want a flat tummy, you can call Adam straight away after reading this entry. free of charge but promise ' tokleh marah macam acik'.

he was a talkative boy since the day he started speaking. he ate little. that's the answers over his slim body. he cried only when i teased him. no one would tease him except me. hahaha. its good for kids' lungs right. haha. kan. when they cried, oxygen will draw inside their lungs. =P. he loved to scream.he was an imagination king. he deeply loved the realm of imagination which me, the adult, could not understand sometimes. enough with a rope or anything possible, he could create a fantastic short story spontaneously. he rarely took his nap just like other kids around his age. mid day nap semua non hado. kesian ummi dia. takde time rest. if lets say, it happened to he took his mid day nap, be prepare for an episode of drama. bolehla tido pukul 5 pagi. =P

On his last day, we're planning to bring him to the zoo.he kept reminding us to bring him to the zoo even when his eyes had shown the empty battery signal. half awake. he was lying on me with the eclipse eyes. my sister said to me 'tu dah tido macam mana nak pi zoo'. Immediately  he opened his eyes widely and said 'adam tak tido, adam berehat je' (i'm not yet sleeping, i'm just resting). hahaha. cover. few minutes after, the drama boy failed to convince us that he's just resting. lose-win.

• if you asked him to go to school, he would reply, his ummi said he doesn't have to go to school. 
• if you threatened him to kidnap his little brother, he would reply, "tampaq sat lagi"
• if you asked him to drink plain water instead of 'coloured and sugary' water, she would reply his ummi said it is okay to drink sunquick (air oren)!
• if you ask him to write when he wasn't in a the mood of writing, he would reply i'm gonna do it tomorrow
• he kept on asking when his cousin will come back and play with him. 

he could count if you asked him to but he would mind if he counted not in a correct order.
he 's a tall man with height almost reached my ribs. i'm 154 cm tall. just imagine how many cm he's catch up in 3 years time. so fast. i don't want my second generation to grow fast because i'm gonna grow older fast too. take your time to grow kids. huhu. acik takut tua.

i pity Adam for he will never get to experience things that we had already experienced in the past when we were just at his age. we could explore the mother nature just like a bird flying in the sky. we're free. we grew up outside of the cage. we're very imaginative. we created our own game. we got to socialize. we learned how to fish. we played traditional games.

Adam's growing up in a cage called house. his  hobby is watching upin and ipin. he loves playing computer games. he's far more advanced than his own aunty (acik) coz he could use the touchy screen gadgets efficiently. acik can't. she often mistouch. she doesn't even know how to swipe. very traditional.  jari tak runcing and she has no enough money to buy any advanced phone. how can she use touchy gadget if she still fail at swiping smoothly and touch correctly. what a fat point finger she has.  pity her. =P

right now, we miss him damn much especially acik but we dare not to offer our babysitting service over again.

till then, wassalam

mickey and minnie

salam,

we don't know till what time we can caress and milk both of you yet for now, we will make sure you both are safe and survive in our hands.

we found the kittens in a market near to our neighbourhood. they  looked fragile. they were very young to survive for food and shelter on their own. my mom said ' sapa yang buang memang insane, jaga la bagi besar dulu'.

that's why we decided to take them home and milk them till they are big enough and strong enough to survive in the outside world.

mickey is a boy and minnie is a girl.

yesterday, while i was feeding the kittens, my mom suddenly said, 'they are lovely, sayang la pulak nak buang nanti, kita jaga yang jantan ja'. *chuckled*. good sign. wait until a few days, she must be falling in love to both of them just like what we feel now, perhaps.

 a simple message from me:
think before you throw your kittens away from their mother. how can they survive without their mother. kittens are just like us. they need to breastfeed. they need their mother to comfort them. they need their mother to lick their fur ans so on so forth.

if you're the one who happens to always be doing so, there's only one word to describe that person/ you, brainless.

till then, wassalam

A.D.A.M

adam,
umur 3 tahun
tido hari-hari pukul 3 pagi
makan nasi dengan ikan je
tak suka minum susu
tak suka minum air kosong
minum milo je
cakap pandai
ikut orang cakap
lawan orang cakap pun lagi pandai
memunggah memang pahlawan
tak boleh tido siang, kalau tak dia boleh on call sampai siang esoknya
tak boleh tengok cerita lain selain cartoon
asyik-asyik nak ice cream
pandai pujuk orang
naughty boy in disguise
pakai pampers
tak nak pegi sekolah
hari-hari nak pakai baju cantik sebab besar dalam kereta kan (suka berjalan)
suka lompat dengan lari
fan upin ipin
tak makan kurma sebab upin ipin tak makan kurma
tak suka mandi sebab sejuk (sindrom kurang lemak)
kalau adam jatuh, jangan jerit, satgi adam nangis terus
kalau adam jatuh,sila cakap 'fuyyooo,hebatnya adam'
suka lori.
asyik nak beli lori je
lori tesco, atas lori ada lori dan banyak lagi
suka bercakap sangat-sangat, lawak pun ada

kalau nak cari geng stay up,
bolehla volunteer babysit adam
kalau nak rumah selerak,
boleh book adam
tapi kena ada ikan goreng kicap dengan nasi la kat rumah
lagi satu kena tabah basuh poo poo. huhuhu
lagi satu kena beware berbahasa
nanti semua pun dia ikut
lagi satu kena tabah jawab soalan
sepa?? (kenapa)
opah pun tak tertahan kadang-kadang
hahaha

tambah-tambah kalau ajar mengira,
satu dua tiga empat lapan... =P

mula-mula suara lembut,
lepas tu suara kuat
warna epal dengan warna hitam,
adehh
opah cakap "epal busuk"

opah kata: kaler berserepai, maksudnya 'kaler keluar dari line'

kalau cakap 'adam kena tulis, adam tak pandai lagi,opah pandai dah'
adam jawab ' esok Adam belajar'..hahaha. nak kata apa lagi.

haha..
mencabar tak?