Teaser, She Is Going To Turn 2 Very Soon!

I have prepared some little something for Eirsa's friends at her daycare. Not much, but there's going to be something for everyone. Everything is ready and about to be distributed to all of them next Monday.


As for Eirsa, I think she's still too little to appreciate her own birthday party. But Opah and Atuk are generous to buy her a birthday cake during kenduri tahlil this very coming weekend.


But still, a celebration is still a celebration. We plan to bring Eirsa to a place that she could have the best funtime of the day.

Berubah Sekelip Mata

Aku meeting dengan 4 orang bosses, lelaki berumur sekitar 40-an. Masing-masing kawan lama, pung pang pung pang punya cerita. Dia kutuk dia, dia kutuk dia. Tak kisah la. Aku join gelak dan menyampuk cerita orang tua je.


Datang seorang anak dara (yang memang dijemput untuk datang meeting yang sama), tinggi ala model, pakai dress separas lutut dan tak nampak cleavage pun, sopan juga, rambut warna karat berikat, suara pun lembut je dengar. Sejuk hati memandang.


Yang 4 orang pak cik ni, tadi bukan main happening tepuk tampar sepak terajang, tiba-tiba jadi gentlemen. Sekelip mata tone suara jadi macho garau dan lebih composed. Baru la macam boss, ye dak. Muka tak serious, malah welcoming, tapi lebih kepada miang. Tiba-tiba topik perbincangan bertukar kepada sesuatu yang ilmiah, pasal kerja, pasal project yang tak siap, pasal meeting dengan boss masing-masing semalam yang entah iya entah tidak, padahal tadi sibuk bercerita pasal perempuan.


Man.. Man.. Boss ke, berkopiah ke, nampak macho ke. Kalau depan perempuan cantik, semua sama je. Kan bagus kalau macam tu dengan isteri sendiri.


*No prejudice, perempuan pun sama juga kadang-kadang. :)

It's Raining, No?

She said, "Hat. Raining.."

Not A Guinea Pig

Gosip lunch kami tadi adalah tentang kakak ipar seorang kawan yang menderita sakit pancreatitis yang kini berada di ICU.

Diceritakan bahawa semasa kakak itu dalam rawatan di sebuah hospital kerajaan, berlaku pelbagai komplikasi dalaman antaranya pundi kencing beliau mengandungi cecair berlebihan dan tiub terpaksa dimasukkan melalui kulit (cucuk lah). Jururawat yang ditugaskan adalah jururawat pelatih, dengan pemantauan yang sangat minima oleh jururawat terlatih dan doktor. 

Cubaan kali pertama, macam berjaya. Tetapi doktor datang kemudian, periksa dan minta tiub dipasang semula kerana berlaku kebocoran.Cubaan kali kedua seakan berjaya juga, tetapi doktor datang kemudian periksa dan mendapati salur tiub tidak dipasang secara tepat di saluran yang betul, lalu berlaku pembengkakan. Kali ketiga tusukan tiub baru menjadi.

Dan. Jururawat pelatih yang melakukan kerja-kerja berkenaan TIDAK memastikan sama ada bius telah berkesan dan terus melalukan cubaan pertama, kedua dan ketiga. Benar, pada setiap percubaan, wanita berkenaan terpaksa menghadapi semua itu tanpa bius. 

*pengsan*

I Like Fashion and I Hope That I'm Rich and Pretty Like Siti Nurhaliza

I like fashion .I wanted to say 'I love fashion' but I don't think I am comparable with the fashion-craze level since I love my money more. I mean I love fashion but my monthly budget on fashion is limited. So you could regularly see me in my improvised same old same old fashion style. I might add some a new thing or two but it will all depend on my budget. So I could just put myself as a fashion liker only. Fashion consistently needs money and it's not a bad thing though. You just need to be creative and innovative and spend smartly.


Ok. I like fashion. I like fashion but I'd like to keep it simply and subtle yet classy at the same time. I like jackets, nice shirts, hot pair jeans and those simple-and-subtle-yet-classy type. I don't dream to super trendy or a sylista or a fashionista, but I just want to look appropriate with a little touch of gorgeousness. I hate when I looked sloppy in photos. Seriously. I'm not super pretty but at least I hope my appearance could compensate not-super-pretty-ness. My office outfit is about the same daily; office shirt, perhaps some cardigan or jacket, office pants and of course inner + shawl. And some hot heels, of course. Hot heels are must. And I don't mind spending more than RM150 per pair. Plus, size 3 is usually super hard to find so I have to grab those available once I found them.

One of my favorites. Yes, I wear them even with kurung!

Me and my girl friends casually talk about fashion. Some of my friends are good in fashion and style and they are very helpful. We talk about what suit us, what's new and wearable, where did you get this, where could I get that and stuffs. The fun will never end when you talk about fashion. Never end except when it comes to budget. *slap forehead* I like to visit some fashionista's blog and get inpired by them.


As said, fashion consistently needs money. if not much, a little. The same pants, (yes, they are still wearable), but they will not make you look up-to-date. And even worse, they will make you look like a makcik. And I don't want to look like a makcik. Yes, I'm thirty but not a makcik-like thirty. Still, I need revamp most of my outfit, to something more womanly and smart, in which the top is long enough to cover my butt but short enough to not make me look short (geddit?), while the bottom is loose enough to hide my sillhouete (and cellulite) yet fashionable enough to not make me look like I'm wearing mom's pants.

'Makcik' at work. Some 7 years ago. Apsal selipar kau besar sangat? Selipar boss, Tuan

'Makcik' at work. Some 5 years ago. I was and am petite.

'Makcik' at work. Some 5 years ago. Gosh, I was once THAT skinny!

If I really want to keep up with fashion, I have to sacrifice my good budget on my monthly meal allowance, since all other allocations go straight to house loan, car loan, Eirsa, Emak, bills and all. Yes, I love good food and yes, being a Manager will not make you rich, darling.


Usually I would add small new things to my wardrobe, if not totally new. Things are as simple as new inner, new brooch, new shawl, since I could only afford to buy new shirt or jackets or pants very once in a while. Those that I want usually cost more than what I could save for the month. So I usually bring forward the budget or it ends up to be spent on car service charge, air-conditioner service charge, punctured tyre, 'cukai taksiran' and those unexpected bills.


And for the next 5 months, I will still be salivating over gorgeous outfit since I plan to get some good fashion deal in Bandung. No, I could never find everything that I want there, but I could insyaAllah still find something fabulous and much cheaper. And if possible, we would spare some RM3000-RM4000 for shopping only (for all of us). *Mana aku nak carik duit, please goncang me hard so that I could wake up. Or please start puasa NOW*


So guys, please bear with my same old same old wardrobe for several months, ya!

Cerita Tentang Seorang Penuntut Ilmu Yang Cintakan Muzik

Aku ni jenis selalu lambat masuk kelas tuisyen. Setiap kali masuk kelas, semua kerusi dah penuh. Selalunya ada satu je kerusi kosong. Kerusi sebelah minah tomboy.

Aku tak tahu samada memang dah takdir ataupun orang lain takut nak duduk sebelah minah tomboy tu. Minah tomboy ni minat benar dengan KRU. Setiap kali datang kelas pakai t-shirt KRU. Masa tu mungkin t-shirt dia nampak hebat & cool. Tapi bila difikirkan semula sekarang, t-shirt yang dia pakai tu tahap entah hapa-hapa je.

Asalkan ada peluang, dia mesti nak cerita pasal KRU. Cerita pasal dia pernah pergi konsert KRU. Dia pernah jumpa adik-beradik KRU. Pasal dia dah hafal semua lagu-lagu KRU termasuk step tarian. Rasanya kalau ada pentas depan kelas tu mesti dia dah tergedik-gedik demo step tarian ala KRU.

Kalau dah setiap minggu melayan dia pasal KRU, aku pun naik meluat. Aku rasa orang bukan takut nak duduk sebelah dia. Tapi orang sebenarnya menyampah nak duduk sebelah dia.

Walkman dia cuma pasang lagu KRU. Satu hari dia tunjuk kaset-kaset KRU dalam beg. Buku tuisyen ada sekeping dua je. Beg berat sebab penuh dengan kaset. Tak ada ciri-ciri ketokohan seorang ilmuwan langsung.

"Alah, setakat kaset. Aku peminat 4U2C ni lagi canggih. Gantung CD kat leher. Aku cuma tak pakai kat kelas je" kata aku yang sudah berbulu.

Sejak hari tu dah tak ada lagi kerusi kosong untuk aku sebelah dia.


Nota: Happy 19th Anniversary, KRU! Korang memang legend. Aku masih simpan 2 kaset original KRU.

The Undivided Love

Not until Eirsa has another sibling. ;)


P/S : The first post via recently purchased USD1.99 Blogwriter.

Kids and Their Adrenaline

Several times I encountered with situation where a mother scold and even slap her toddler for mishaps caused by the poor kid. And even worse the toddler was threatened that he/she would be punished with more severe punishment if he/she ever repeated the same thing.


Scene 1 : The father told the mother to take care of their 3-yo daughter while he was paying for a mountain of groceries. And the mother, I could say unnecessarily, scolded this poor daughter for just standing behind the father and doing absolutely nothing. And the poor kid even received one or two pinch from the mother, for again no obvious reason. And I was there, could not do anything except to just smile and pray for the little girl with puppy eyes, that she's going to be alright. And the mother was carrying another baby of her and I bet the baby was properly registering each word and scene.


Scene 2 : A 4-yo boy was running around a shopping complex and fell. Came his grandmother, babbling on his recklessness with gentle slap on his hand. Then came the mother shortly scolding on his uncontrollable actions and adding the salt to the wound by threatening to slap him on his face if he ever did the same thing again.

COME ON MOTHERS! YOU ARE DEALING WITH A PERSON THAT ONLY SEES THE WORLD FOR LESS THAN 5 YEARS! WHAT DO YOU EXPECT?

To these mothers. I'm not saying that you are not a good mother; all mothers are sacred. But, you are basically shaping a human being here, a God's gift. And you gave them all sort of bad experience during the crucial development years and expect them to be good when they grew up.

Yes, disciplinary is utmost important, nobody would deny. But it's not always the result that matters, but the journey, the pursuit. Every single threatening, scolding and even worse slapping will scratch a mark in their heart and gosh, kids have the capabilities to remember, absorb and adapt everything at this age (below 5-6 years old). This would give the overall picture of what the kid should expect in the future. Or even worse, they would continue the 'legacy'.

In Islam, Rasulullah (pbuh) even encouraged parents to treat their children differently at their different level of development but to still preserve the very essence in raising a kid; love. During their pre-schooling years (more or less younger than 5-6 years old) parents are actually advised to be like them; play, have fun and love! And when they know how to differentiate between right or wrong (mumayyiz), then only we could teach them responsibilities, more strict instructions and more disciplinary. And when the kids get older, parents are actually encouraged to befriend with them. And later when they reach adulthood and maturity, you could be their advisors and as a point of reference. And again, love is not to be separated.

And in fact, love is even one common thing that all religion on earth would share.

Do you think by scolding your kids and even toddlers in public would show any love of yours? N.O. Kids are like us, they have feelings and they understand that when people are staring at them when they were being scolded or pinched or slapped, it was not a good thing. They understand humiliation and they could understand that when you say no, that means no. You don't have to scold them or slap them (at any part of their body). It's just that they love being kids; cute, rebellious and ignorance. :)

Being strict is never the same as being angry. You could be strict and polite at the same time. You could be strict without losing the loving part. You could be strict and explaining the logic to your kids and yes they would not understand and obey at the very first time, but trust me, all our actions and explanations were being safely kept in their mind. Different kids would react differently, at different stages of their life.

My daughter is not an order-follower herself. She always has her own agendas, explorations, experiments to do. She is the type that would definitely rebel when I said no and I believe this is a common to all kids at her age are like that.

But throughout these almost 2 years, I could see repetitive (and tiring sometimes :) ) explanations really help. I would explain the simple logic on why she should not do that and if she still wanted to proceed, I would let her do, with close monitoring. And if things would not happen as per what she expected, she would voluntarily retreat. For instance, she's not the kind whom playing with mommy's and papa's handphone because we are very stingy one. Haha. No. Because it's not even a toy and handphones are not some easy things for us to earn. Plus, she has mountain of toys to play with and she will play with them, provided she is being accompanied. So, either mommy or papa will company her while playing and in which that, ladies and gentlemen, cost much much cheaper than another iPhone 4. :)

We are not perfect parents; my husband and I. We are not embarrass-parents-when-their-kid-screaming-in-public-proof either. We constantly fight with our anger, ego and limited patience level. But hope God still guides us to be good parents and that includes resisting us to express our impatience when Eirsa threw her tantrum in public. We'll definitely be disapointed and angry when it happens, but as far as possible, we'll try not to express it in public (sampai rumah siap Eirsa, I gigit-gigit dia. Gigit manja lah, don't panic ;) ) And Of course Eirsa is not excluded from receiving a gentle slap or two on her hands when she really challenged my patience, but this only happened at home.

So parents. You are the more intelligent unit here and usually kids will not and and react as per what you want. And they learnt a lot when they were young and this is a good time to really penetrate all good things in their mind. And educating them their way is easier than yours, trust me. So, do it wisely.

Good luck to all of us, parents!