Fourteen Candles

Hello there !!

Amir's birthday is tomorrow . Two days ago , he hinted . " I wonder .....whose birthday is it next
week ? " Mummy was too busy and too absorbed in her kitchen work that she just answered . " Really ? Is there a birthday ? " Then a few seconds later , I realised it was his birthday he was referring to .


Oh well , might as well I get to wish him early . Happy Birthday , dear son . I wish you the wish that you wish me to wish ........good health ...good wealth and lots of happiness and away with shyness . May ALLAH SWT bless you too .


Tomorrow I might be busy . Mum In law is coming tonight ; flying all the way from the island to the peninsula . A total journey of six and half hours . She's coming alone and will be joining us for the trip to Bangkok soon .






Fourteen candles .....should be a lovely sight when lighted up . Only this year second son said he did not want a cake . Oh okay , I know what he wants . He had been pestering me for the past two weeks . His father said ........okay .......but to wait for the bonus money he hoped to receive in a few months time . There you are ....your father said ........wait !!

All I can say is ....be patient .

Cheers !

Marketing

Thursday morning . Marketing day for me . Just love the abundance of vegetables to be sold .




After dropping the children off at school , I went over to the market . The usual stuff were bought ......fish , chicken and meat plus some vegetables .




These will last us two days the most . The vegetables looked beautiful and fresh .


Normally when I reached the place , traders were still busy putting up their stalls . But the few ones I frequented were ready with their goods .


Fruits are in abundance too . Soon it will be the local fruits season .



Some fruits are making their apperances like the mangosteens and the rambutans .




As I was walking back to the car , I saw a truckload of durian fruit coming in . At the moment its still expensive .......selling at RM8 per kilo . That's pretty expensive .In the mean time I 'll just wait for its most reasonable price .

Cheers!!

Baking Biscuits

Hello there ,

For your eyes , lovely biscuits to make . Time permits , I will put up the recipes . I attended the baking class last saturday . The lady who made all these was good ....very practical and gave us lots of tips . Some of the cookies are quite tedious to make though . The taste ? Not that sweet . Taste good too.

Sushi Cookies

Samprit Cheese Cookies

Mocca Samprit Cookies

Biskut Lidah Kucing

Biskut Nastar Rose

Sakura Chocolate Cookies

Flora Daisy Cookies

Betawi Cookies

Sarawak Roll Coookies

Till then , have a nice day .

Cheers !!

An Invitation

An invitation to a wedding reception is indeed rare for me especially if that invitation is from an Indian friend .


I wasn't sure what to expect , however it did not stopped me from going though .

The bride and bridegroom were sitting on their dais when I reached the bride's house . Anjalai looked sweet in her sari . I congratulated both of them .We chatted for a while ...then had to make way for the other well wishes .

Anjalai and her hubby , Ganesh

Throngs of other relatives and friends were already there ; dressed in their finest .....the ladies in their saris or Punjabi suits plus the usual bling bling of jeweleries .



Loud Indian music was played to add gaiety to the occasion . I caught this little girl dancing away and boy .......was she good .






I felt out of place for a while as I was the only Malay / Muslim . I felt all eyes were on me ...and its not fun to be the odd one out . Somehow I persevered . A few minutes later Anjalai's other muslim friends arrived . That was good .



The bride's niece and nieces were excited to see me again . When I was their neighbor , these kids had always been so friendly and would called out " Hello , Auntie !! " whenever I happened to be outside the house . I never could remember their names though except for Shrusti .She was so cute and sweet .



And this is her cousin ......I called him Mr Raj . He would be chatty when he is in the mood but would ignore you when he is tired and in a foul mood .



I went home after an hour ........with a mission accomplished .

Of Amir And Wesak Day

1994.........that was the year my second son was born . A long wait of seven years for his eldest brother and hubby and me as well .



I was excited about the pregnancy .........but I had to be cautious too . After two previous miscarriages , I just had to be extra careful . I never thought that I would be " weak " where my womb is concerned ........as I looked tough , physically that is .


As the months went by , both Amir and me progressed as well . Like my first pregnancy I didn't look as pretty as other mothers ...who just looked radiant and beautiful . I bloated .....my fingers and legs swelled , case of a pregnancy with water retention . Not a fine time to look at myself in the mirror and boy ........I looked pretty heavy and sluggish in my walk ; more like a duck waddling . I remembered buying myself new shoes each month to accomodate my expanding feet . It was indeed exasperating searching for one that suited me and comfortable to use . Worst to the worst ...I said I might as well use the selipar jepun or flip flops to work .



The due date to welcome Amir into the world was supposed to be end of May 1994 . In Miri I visited the doctor there and during the ultra sound scanning , we discovered Amir was in a breech position . With a few more days to go .there was no way Amir could turn around and be in the usual position like any other babies ......that is their heads down . Amir was too comfortable sitting in my womb ......buttocks down !!! Unless a miracle happened that is ........like maybe Amir doing a somersault .....but still he needed space to do all that and there was none ......he was just too hugh !!





The doctor suggested to do the C section on friday the 27 May ...however she said " Come immediately should you have the contractions "

Well....like she said I came to the hospital early ; in the morning of 25th May ...as my water bag broke and I was feeling the contractions as well . My brother drove me to the hospital as my hubby was still in Bintulu .......on his way down to Miri .


I was feeling apprehensive ......more concerned for Amir as it was another two hours later before the doctor did the operation .


Alhamdullillah , everything went on fine . When I woke up from the operation , hubby was there and I remembered asking if he had seen Amir . He said ...yes ...through the glass window of the nursery . He asked if I was ready to hold Amir in my arms . I said yes .


I was still feeling drowsy but I managed to hold him in my arms ... kissed him and smelled him .....babies just smell good . I took off the blanket covering him ....and started to examine him ......counted his fingers ...yep ......there's ten of them . Counted his toes ....yessssss....another ten of them .

Here's Amir .....cuddled by his Usu Sari .

Alhamdullillah .......I gave him back to his father and rested .


That 25 th May day was a public holiday .....a Wesak Day ......an important day for the Buddhists .

Happenings In May..........

May is always a month which is full of happenings for me .


Firstly because there is Mother's Day which is celebrated on its second sunday ........and I'm always anxious about this day . Of course I played low about it ....pretending to ignore and tries to forget about it . Then another part of me just have to drop hints here and there just to remind members of of my family about this upcoming event .


Trouble is in this family of mine ....they are just not good in making surprises . Mother has to make this and that decision.........even for her own Mother's Day . Yes ,we celebrated Mother's Day a day later and since it was my insistence , I had to choose the place .

We had lunch .......

My son chose this ....Grilled Black Pepper Chicken Chop

Daughter Yasmin had this spaghetti with meat balls.......

Their father chose this ......Japanese noodles with lots of vegetables

Queen of the day had this .......cheesecake

and yes ........mummy still have to pick up the bill .Anyway , we enjoyed the lunch and the time spent together .

Thanks guys .........love you .....!!!


On the actual day of Mother's Day ....I received lots of SMS via my phone wishing me lots and lots of wishes for my present post as a mother . Some are goofy which made me laugh out loud while some are nice that touched your heart strings . Honestly I felt good ....knowing that I still have plenty of friends who remembers me and that means a lot to me .




Thank you ......a bunch of flowers for you , with lots of hugs from me here .......!!


May too ........is Teachers Day month .....celebrated today . I " sms'ed " to my ex teachers wishing them a Happy Teachers Day .



We looked forward to this day each year ...the usual hugs early in the morning before school starts are etched on in my mind ; amidst laughter ....and tears ...and wishes .

The teachers and ex colleagues left to right :
Teachers Anita Sukasih , Nozie Hasmah , Juliana , Aida , Hartini , Aleeda and Rohani

We were together for 10 solid years ...thru thick and thin ......holding activities ....the funs and joys and of course the stress comes along with it .

Aida( left ) presently the principal and Sara

Teacher Johanna

The school clerk Puan Dury and a child's mother

The cleaning ladies....

We made it together ..........the support and the dedication are important for a kindergarten to function . Never an easy and simple task .

Thanks ......you were splendid !!!


May is also the month where we celebrated the years first birthday . Second son Amir will be fourteen years old comes this 25 May . However his birth happens to be on the Buddhist auspicious day of Wesak Day .

Okay ...I'll tell you more about this later . Till then ......all the best .........!!

Proud To Be A Mom

Hello there ,

Indeed such a long lapse .....and that's not good .......!! What reasons do I have for such tardiness ?
I found that hard to answer .....just that ...at times I just ran out of ideas on what to write .


Mother's Day is a good topic to touch on . Yes ....lots of pretty cards on the market for the past one month . Saw delicious looking cakes at the bakery ..made specially for moms ......flowers ...both fake and fresh ones .......for her too .


" What would you like to have , mummy ? " , asked my second son . Feeling touched ...I said ........" Anything ...., my son . "


There was a lapse ..and I thought that was the end of it ......then he said , " Oh okay ....I will cook for you mee Maggi "...........An unheard gasp from me ......and I said " Oh .....thank you. "


So who says Mother's Day need to be celebrated with all things nice ? Never mind how much this affair had been commercialized .......hey ....if you have the means ....go ahead and lavish on your mom .........for goodness sake that's your mom , man !!


Right now , I am touched by that simple gesture .......that comes from the bottom of my son's heart .I feel good that he had taken the time to remember this day ....though he need not have to wat till next year to cook for me .

Anytime , anyday and any hour is appreciated ....just don't forget to remember me in your heart .

A Peek Into My Living Room

Hello there ,


Here's a peek into my living room . Pretty small as compared to my home in Bintulu . Nonetheless , a joy to have one that is equipped with the necessities .


Decorations need to be at a minimum . Too much will " suffocated " us . The walls are still bare as I have yet to determine what needs to be put up .




Hubby helped to select the color of the curtains . So was the sofa set plus the coffee table .
As usual my favourite rattan mat must be there . Felt good on my feet and made me feel like home in Sarawak .



See this plant ......had always wanted to have them and I finally did . Now see that tissue box...especially the cover thingy ?

I bought that months ago .......and it was meant for my sis in USA .I never get it posted ........Sorry sis , I need to use it and yes ....insyaallah I will get another one for you . ( Buruk siku... ) .