A Meaningful Song....

Lagu ini sungguh sesuatu.... I heard this song yesterday, ANAK, sing by Freddy Aguilar.

Semasa engkau dilahirkan
Kau pun sudah satu impian
Impian nyata kurnia Illahi

Engkau anak istimewa
Kebahagian ibu ayah
Bila menangis dan juga tertawa

Hai anak kau tak mengerti
Betapa mulia pengorbanan mereka
Memberikan kasih-sayang
Agar dapat menikmati dunia

Masa silih berganti
Kau membesar tak dikenali
Cepat sungguh kau pandai bicara

Apa yang telah terjadi
Pada mereka kau derhaka
Mengapa begitu apakah salahnya

Hai anak kau tak mengerti
Betapa mulia pengorbanan mereka
Memberikan kasih-sayang
Agar dapat menikmati dunia

Kini kau telah tersesat
Hilang diri dan pedoman
Tak seorang pun mengambil peduli

Dan kini engkau menangis
Ibu ayah menghampiri
Walau engkau telah terpesong jauh

Hai anak kau tak mengerti
Betapa mulia pengorbanan mereka
Memberikan kasih-sayang
Agar dapat menikmati dunia


Dear Muhammad Rayhan & Iman Khadeeja...

As time goes by, both of you will receive best advices from your daddy and I. Remember that we are the first man & woman in your lives, and inevitably leaves our mark on you. One day, both of you will wonder, where would you be without our pearls of wisdom? I hope, in the future, my children will never take our advices for granted. When I was younger, I used to dismiss my mother’s advice (and she had plenty of it!) as ‘lectures’ to be tolerated and then dismissed. As I grew older and more so after becoming a parent, finally I understood what she had meant. I wish she is around all the time so that I could put my arms around her and listen to her peerless wisdom. I would have love to hear her advice on how to bring up her grandchildren.

Here, I reveal some of your grandma’s best advice...

Your grandma advised me to be optimistic, to be the best in everything I do. She used to tell me, “Go all out. Be the best and enjoy life!” She is a true ‘bon vivant’ who has lived live to the full. And yet, she has fulfilled her duty as a wife, mother, sister, grandmother admirably. She taught me respect, humility, appreciation for life and love for family.

Your grandma used to tell me that whenever I have a decision to make, I should follow my conscience. You will know within yourself whether you are doing the right thing. Your heart will tell you, she used to say. I have lived by this maxim and it has served me well.

Another best advice to me was simple but very meaningful. Be caring human beings and always look at life in a positive light. I have tried my best to live by this principle.

My mum went through a lot of hardship to raise Aunty Zuzu, Maksu Didie and I. I have tried to live my life as per my mum’s advice. Grandma remains the patriarch in the family who is still a strong influence in my life. Her legacy lives through our actions.

My wish for my children is that they are blessed with happiness and will enjoy harmonious, healthy lives. As both of you grow older, daddy and I will guide and answer every question that pop on your mind. We’ll try our best, promise! Rayhan and Iman are a blessing from Allah, we love you to bits!

Ya Rabbi... Sakitnya!!!!

Surprisingly, only a few dozen people have written to chastise me about the state of my masthead, most of them quick to say hey you, blogger who blogs on her Internet blog, don't you know what month it is? Let's just for a moment consider that I haven't once had more than two consecutive hours of sleep in the last three weeks. Dude, I have no idea what year it is. I'm lucky to remember my name most days. Again, I'm sorry for not updating my blog...


Things got even more complicated around here at about 4AM Saturday morning when I woke up to breastfeed Iman Khadeeja (my newborn) and my left breast felt like someone had sliced it open and shoved in a handful of broken glass. I thought I'd try to ignore it, and oh, moan in silence? Bite my lip until I was drowning in a puddle of blood? What was I thinking, YOU CANNOT IGNORE THAT KIND OF PAIN. I think I'm dying." hahaha drama queen habis,over plak...


Milk ducts,blocked n painfull as hell! and only Iman can unplug the blocked ducts. Dulu masa breastfeed Rayhan pun sakit mcm ni... haih... Luckily,i dont have mastitis. If you want to know more about this condition,it's basically inflammation and infection of the breast tissue that can be caused by a clogged milk duct or bacteria that has somehow made its way in through the nipple. Sounds fun ha? walaupun i didn't suffer mastitis, this common milk ducts,it's been nothing but giggles, balloons, and pony rides over here.

sorry....

dear readers...

i'm sorry for not updating my blog. yours truly ni in confinement period. yes,the bun has popped out from the oven! it's a girl,she was born at 35weeks. plus i don't have an internet line at the moment semenjak pindah umah baru ni.nasib la siyoyop bg pinjam her broadband seminggu sekali.

i memang jarang menulis blog,kadang-kadang terfikir gak takkan semua benda nak tulis, i need to find a story that is worth to write. ok, i will try to blog selalu ok.

love u all...