You're It!!

thanks to nadia. i wouldnt have seen it too if i hadnt had so much time on my hands & strolled down till the blog entry (hubby & amir are asleep - both with infected tonsil)

Four jobs I have in my life:
1. receptionist at Tourism Malaysia, London (i loved this job!!)
2. accounts officer at a bank in KL (hate it!!)
3. waitress at Kendels, Manchester (saw some really famous footballers :) )
4. TAS associate (it had its moments)

Four Movies I can watch over and over:
1. beyond the promise land (is that a movie - hehehe...living in past glory)
2. the saint
3. bugsy
4. clueless (still have that 'as if' in me...)

Four TV shows I love to watch:
1. CSI las vegas
2. football focus
3. friends
4. pocoyo (amir's favourite at the moment)

Four places I've lived in:
1. Damansara (have lived in many parts of KL but i can only remember damansara)
2. Canterbury, Kent (absolutely loved it there...would love to live there permanently)
3. Sheffield (didnt really like it there...very industrialised)
4. Bukit Jelutong (my home sweet home)

Four places I've been on vacation to:
1. London, England (was my weekend home for 2 years but is still a wonderful place. uncle zuhuri's house was just fantastic)
2. Gold Coast, Australia - honeymoon. first place hubby didnt break a sweat at all ;)
3. Los Angeles part 2- i loved this holiday cos it was just me and my dad (and his entourage, but eh who cares)
4. LA part 1 - first disneyland visit
















Four Places I'd rather Be in:
1. my bed but right now hubby taking half & amir taking the other half
2. Mothercare in The Curve
3. the labour room
4. in the pool, with my water baby

Four of my Favorite food: (this is my favourite subject ever!! they should have a subject on this for SPM, i'd ace it for sure...)
1. salmon sashimi - at Keyaki in Pan Pac on sunday mornings (great brunch)
2. nasi dagang - but the kelantan version
3. roast beef with mustard sandwich from Subway - my labour food
4. thin crust pizza with pepperoni & onion from Domino's

Four Websites I visit daily:
1. yahoogroup & yahoo mail
2. The Sun
3. The Star
4. Man United

Four Victims to Do this tag:
1. nae
2. rina
3. ninuk (tho i think she'd be too busy)
4. first time ever i cant think of a fourth answer....

it was nice to reminisce.

A Change Will Do You Good

i cant seem to be able to do any work over the last couple of months. it used to be really easy for me to do household chores - vacuuming, mopping, wiping, dusting, cooking, laundry-ing. now all i can do is laundry (and that's only 3 times a week) and cooking (never on weekends though). i've been getting really lazy. i was actually wondering how this happened? my conclusion (ie shifting the blame off me) is that amir is just too hyper for me to handle all on my own.

its true though. his naptime had decreased from twice to only once a day. and it has gone shorter too!! i'm lucky if i get an hour to myself in the morning. he refuses to sleep in the afternoon so i have to put aside my work to entertain him. my cooking also has taken a back seat. who would look after him when i cook? i've tried bringing him down to the kitchen with me, but he can only stay put in his high chair for a short while. plus, its boiling hot in the kitchen! so what to do...what to do...

i came up with a brilliant plan today. put him in his playpen and put the playpen behind me while i do my work. now why didnt i think of that before?? the playpen have been sitting quietly in his room for 4 months now. ever since he mastered shuffling, he refused to be kept in the playpen. ok, maybe its because i'm not there, so if i'm around maybe he'll play nicely in there. ok...so here i go. not adviseable to manouvre the darn thing in my condition (a blog about that will be written soon) but hey...i need to get some work done here. so there i was...pushing and pulling with all my might. it moved...halfway through the doorway...three quarters out...a little bit more...and then...thud, thud. uh oh...what's that?? ahhhh great...the wheels cant go through. dognabbit!! so there it is...the hardly-used playpen, stuck in the doorway, with my son it it. hmmm...at least he can see me. lets see how long this can last before he starts screaming (not too long - only managed 2 minutes).


so...brilliant plan #2...i gotta get myself a maid!

Little Angel

how angelic does he look when he sleeps? omigod...so unlike the screamer who was screaming his head off until he threw up last night. so unlike the kickboxer who kicked hubby awake last night. so unlike the little terror who rummages through hubby's drawer and throws all the remote control behind the bedside table and under the bed.

Under the Weather

i noticed amir's left eye was swollen on friday. took a picture of him and emailed to hubby to see his reaction. hubby said it doesnt look too bad but maybe we should go see the doctor later that night. we went to hubby's brother's house last weekend and 2 of his children had sore eyes. our first thought was amir got it from them. after dinner that night, hubby said the swelling's gone down. if it gets bad again, we'll go tomorrow (hubby puts the 'pro' in procrastinating...)

the next day, he went back to his mum's house and i was left alone with amir. seeing my little terror wasnt terrorising anything that day, i thought i'd go with my gut instinct and see the nearby doctor. so off we went. there was a lot of people at the clinic that day, so after giving amir's name, i went to the nearby mamak to get some roti canai.

seeing the doctor brought me good news (it wasnt sore eyes) and bad news (it was infected tonsils instead). apparently if the tonsil is infected, the water from the eyes cannot go down well & they'll pool behind the eyes - hence the swollen eyes. she gave amir paracetamol for his fever and antibiotics for the tonsil. i think he felt fine after taking the medicine and a long nap. he was happily playing in his room. later that night, it got really, really bad. he was screaming the place down and crying non-stop. he would kick and punch when i put some ice pack on his back and forehead. after a bottle full of milk he finally calmed down and only whimpered when felt the ice pack on his skin. the same scenario went on for 3 days. he would be fine during the daytime, yet really, really hot at night. i've been up between 2am till 4am every night since saturday. we brought him to his normal pediatrician to ask why hasnt the fever gone down. dr azizi prescribed a stronger antibiotics, cough syrup and volteron as he was really burning up.



















i dont really like seeing amir this way (what mother would...) but amir hasnt been sick many times. the only other instance was when he had roseola when he was about 11 months old. that was really scary. he would just lie down on his front on the bed and watched the telly. blinking his eyes every now and then, with his 2 fingers in his mouth. he wouldnt acknowledge me or hubby or the ice pack on his back. he would be motionless for hours, crying only when he wants milk. its a torture seeing him like that as he's always been so hyper and so noisy. now my little fussy eater's totally gone off food. he's getting skinnier and skinnier...

i pray to God he would quickly return to his normal self and hope this doesnt occur too many times.

Couch Potato

i grew up with the tv as a friend. i didnt really like playing outdoors. i did play quite a lot when i was younger but once we moved to 'the jungle', i hardly ever left the house. tv kept me company throughout the day. i watched tv when doing work, i watched tv when studying (guess that explains my results), i watched tv when i ate, i watched tv all the time. when i went overseas, i used to buy the weekend tv schedule and circled all the shows i wanted to see during the week. i'd run back from class just to catch the afternoon edition of 'neighbours'. i remember telling the time according to what's on the telly. like if i was watching 'ready, steady cook', then it must be 4.30pm, watching 'match of the day' means it 10pm on a saturday. everyone i know complains about the boring shows on the english tv, but i can sit for hours, watching god-knows-what show after god-knows-what show.

now it seems that i have a 'couch potato jr' on my hands. amir loves the tv. he would push us out of the way if we're standing between him and the telly. he would strain his neck to see the tv if there's something blocking his view. he even know which is the remote control for the tv and which is the control for astro. not only that, he knows exactly where to point the control.

children's tv nowadays is really educational. i've seen the credits for some shows and they really do a lot of research before producing those shows. the messages are very deep too, for a pre-schooler, that is. it teaches them to say thank you, say please, to make friends, to work together, to respect other people, to appreciate everyone in the communicty, to think, to move. there's so many things to learn. sometimes, hubby and i would sit quietly and watch the shows, long after amir has gone to sleep. there are some shows that i really, really like. 'save 'ums' is one of them. amir has been following this show since he was about 3-4 months. he knows the theme song way before he can lift his head. if i were to start singing 'on the land, in the air, under the sea...', he'd give me a big grin. another one that he likes is 'elmo's world'. i think everybody loves this show and as much as you hate to admit it, you too love mr noodle.

however, there are some shows that is really disturbing. last time they had a show called 'house things'...that was really scary. i didnt like it at all. it was so dark and gloomy and the message was quite evil. even the song was scary! another show that i dont really like is 'clifford, the big red dog'. not so much of clifford and how scary it would be if there really was a big red dog, but more of the human characters. there's one girl called jedda, sorta the main rival for clifford's owner. jedda is forever in hot water and forever making up stories and lies and is the wet blanket of the group. she always end up saying sorry in the end, but she'd be back at getting other people in trouble in the next episode. and i hate the way she is always potrayed as the bad girl (at the smallest thing) and the way other people trust her wholeheartedly and take in her word so easily. to me its not jedda that's irritating, its her so-called friends for being so soft and believeable and having no backbone. everytime jedda say something bad about clifford, his owner would go 'no, jedda...clifford's not like that' in her soft, whiny voice. i mean, for god's sake girl...slap her girl up her head for once. why take it lying down?!! i mean, seriously...what kind of message are they trying to send to the children? that we should be soft and whiny and let other people walk all over us? or that we should be bad and evil and if we say sorry, people will forgive us, but we can be bad again the next time. sorry is the no 1 word to get you out of trouble, it doesnt matter if you dont mean it and dont learn from your mistake. if you say sorry, you're safe. i think its ridculous. i'm sure there are more ways to show children good attitude vs bad attitude.

having said that, there's always this argument about babies and toddlers watching too much telly is more likely to have ADD or other behavioural problems. i'm sure the people who write the papers have done thorough research, but i cant help but be thankful for the idiot box. i get to do housework because of it, amir understand songs because of it, he gets a good laugh out of it, he follows football because of it, i have a cousin who learned english just from the telly. too much a good thing, isnt always a good thing i know, but for the moment...thank god for the television.

Picky Eater

taking my cue from ninuk's latest entry... http://ninuknoviati.blogspot.com/

my son is really very easy to take care of. he loves water, so bathing him is not problem. he loves lying down on his changing table, so changhing & dressing him is easy(but i have to put in an extra minute of massaging). he loves his car seat, so taking 3 hour journeys are not a problem. he loves his stroller, so i can bring him out all by my loneself. he sleeps at 9 everynight...and wont wake for anything, so we can easily slip into a late night show with him in tow (he 'watched' his first movie at 9 months). he loves the tv, so i can get some me-time either sleeping or surfing the net. he loves the vacuum cleaner, so i dont need to clean in a hurry. he can fall asleep easily on my lap, so i can hang out with friends and not leave him at home (my friends are amazed at this!!).

but of course, no baby is 'easy'and in amir's case, he is the worst eater ever!! he will not eat or try anything other than his nestum. i first started feeding him a week after he turned 4 months. he was drinking bottles and bottles of milk. he could down 10oz in an hour. he'd wake up 3-4 times a night for feeding. hubby and i decided to give him food, to fill up his tummy since he's never seem to be full with just milk. so we gave him rusk with milk, so that he's familiar with the taste and wont reject the food. it went ok...we managed to get in a few spoonfuls and he actually found our 'omigod, omigod' to be very funny. over time, we moved from rusk to gerber 1st to heinz baby cereal, to gerber 2nd to heinz breakfast muesli, to gerber 3rd and to the much-loved nestum. now his choice of meal is limited to nestum 'wheat and honey' and biskut tiger. occasionally he would be given french fries, much to his pleasure (and against dr azizi's advise).




















its very frustrating. i have tried again and again to feed him home-cooked meal, be it porridge, potato chicken, pasta, pies, cakes, our dinner lauk with rice. u name it, i've tried it. but he just wont eat. his rule to eat any home-made food is "i will eat when you eat". that means he will only eat at dinner time. i seldom take lunch, even if i do its usually a sandwich that i eat in front of the computer.

his weight has moved steadily...unfortunately its moving downwards instead of upwards. when i carry him, i can feel his bones sticking out from his shoulders and his ribs. its not how a baby is supposed to feel. a baby's supposed to be soft and cuddly and huggable, not poky and hard and boney. that's exactly how amir looks. oh man, i cant count the number of 'amir...dont your parents feed you??' statements i've gotten over the last few months. what kind of statement is that anyway? what mother wont feed their children. but i guess, its easy for people to say bad things before they say good things. of course when we try to explain, "nooo...he's very hyper. he eats a lot but he uses all his energy playing." what do we get from that...nothing!! usually we wont even get to finish the "n..."

ah well, they've made up their minds, who cares. no matter what people say about amir's lack of appetite at least he makes it up by being able to sleep in his cot without the f-ing buais, and he doesnt go around with a silly pacifier in his mouth. and he does not make a fuss when put into his car seat and when mummy is in her 'retail theraphy' session.

Not So Good News

wanted to write about our recent holiday but wasnt in the mood. it rained heavily on sunday morning. the lighting was so bright that it woke hubby and i up at 3am. we checked on amir, felt really uncomfortable. early yesterday morning, we went out for breakfast as we usually do. wanted to look for food in the nearby housing area. when we got to the main road leading to the area, the oncoming drivers told us to turn back. hubby (being the kepoh person he is) drove on wanting to see what the commotion was about. as we turned the corner, we saw loads and loads of cars parked by the roadside near the school. we also saw water on the road. we didnt want to get stuck so we turned back and decided to enter through another way (didnt realise it was bad). i sms-ed a friend living in the area asking her what has happened. when we turned off the road, leading to the highway, we saw more water. and a car in the water. now we realised that it was bad. we had to turn back into the road and go against the traffic. luckily there were a number of us and we switched on our hazard light and drove slowly, fearing the incoming traffic was fast (highly doubt it...think everyone was in the state of confusion).

we decided to just eat at a nearby mamak. got an sms from the friend, water was up to her waist, her cars were both under water. poor dear...hope her family is ok. i was just at her house 2 weeks ago. amir played with her boys' toys.

we went back to see the area around 5pm. the road was dirty, the shops were dirty and muddy. furniture was put outside on the streets, trees fallen, the water level was still quite high. and it all happened just 5kms away from my house. that's a scary thought. our thoughts and prayers go out to all staying in the area and all who suffered from the flood. be strong and may Allah bless and look after every single one of you. amin.

Anniversary

its our 2nd anniversary today (yeah...can hear some people thinking "what a rookie"). we've been through a lot this past 2 years...getting pregnant, having a baby, moving to a new house, changing jobs (twice...), quitting work, becoming temporary parents. its been challenging, yet its been great.

here's to more challenges and more great outcomes! happy anniversary babe!!

End of the Road

...the road to wembley, that is. will the new wembley stadium be ready by then? ah well, it was expected. after all, liverfools were up for a revenge since they lost to united earlier. and with the gary neville incident. yehaaa...great captain, isnt he. not roy keane material but still up there. great passion. hoping he'll be england captain - pushing that useless git out of the way!!premiership is already chelsea's...no doubt about that. guess gotta settle for carling cup next week.

amir fell just now. heard a loud thud...thought it was one of his normal 'falls'. yeah...he falls quite a bit. its the age of exploration...bound to fall every now and then. took him in my arms to calm him down. cried louder than usual. then i saw blood trickling down his chin. washed his face and mouth. i couldnt find the source of the blood. his teeth and gums look okay. maybe he bit his tongue...poor baby. didnt want susu after that, just wanted mummy. until daddy came back from teh tarik, that is.

cant wait for a great week, next week. and a not-as-great-but-still-great weekend after.

A Day Out

i went to a Playdate today. a Playdate organised for stay-at-home-mums who wanted to get out of the house for a while and enjoy some 'adult' company. brought amir along to play with other children - poor baby, he doesnt have a lot of opportunity to play with babies his age. it was a good outing. amir had so much fun and tired himself out that he slept for 2 hours. didnt even blink when i took him out of his carseat, took him upstairs and placed him in his cot.

for me, it was great meeting the mums. we shared our experience about eating healthy and then moved on to home business, getting a maid, how to market our products, and even circumcision (was thinking of circumcising amir). got good tips on how to make food for toddlers and how to get them to eat good, healthy food. also got contacts should i ever want to start a business or buy a cake (have to try her chocolate moist - sounds delicious). there wasnt many of us, mums with small children tend to cancel at the last minute - not to mention a dear friend who waited outside my house, thinking the Playdate was held there (sorry!!).

cant wait for the next Playdate, hope the turn out is more so that we can share more tips and experience.

New Hair

after weeks of complaining that amir's hair is too long, hubby finally cut it yesterday. now he doesnt look like my handsome baby anymore, he's more like the naughty little toddler i've been chasing after :)

Winning Ways

united won last nite. 2 goals from ronaldo. good to see them back on track again. chelsea lost (to our bogey team...thank you so much!) so the gap's slowly getting smaller. doubt we'd win the title this year...chelsea's still way, way ahead but fingers crossed for 2nd place (hah...wouldnt have said that 10 years ago!!) where has the united of cantona (king!!), bruce, schmeichel, giggsy (the old giggsy), keane (arrghhhh...noooooo) gone??

now have to settle for the fa cup, which is not an easy task (got liverfool in the next round).

finally watched 'brokeback mountain'. omigawd...what a sweet love story. damn that ennis!!!

next week...'walk the line'. have to finish watching the nominated movies before oscar day.

What Will Happen

spoke to hubby a couple of nights ago...i dont know why suddenly the thought entered my mind. when i brought up the subject, hubby said he too was thinking about it when he had his shower (his 'major' thoughts always seem to creep up when he's in the shower, for some reason). amir was asleep...we looked at him in his cot, one hand over his face, one hand above his head, one leg dangling through the cot rails, half of his body on his keekae.

we wondered what will happen to him if we're not around. who will take care of him, who will feed him, who will sing 'itsee bitsee spider' and 'three little kittens' to him, who will scold him when he starts throwing his toys down the stairs, who will play football with him, who will take him to school...it was a scary thought. i remembered the story about that man in plaza damas, who was pinned under the concrete, and then the picture of his 2 girls the next day. what happened to them. i'm sure there's a lot of relatives willing and able to take them in, but its not the same as having a daddy and a mummy, making sure everything's in order...making sure you dont stray...making sure you have everything you need.

we got a bit choked up when we discussed this issue. we sort of know what steps we need to take if something were to happen to us (nauzubillah), we kind of decided where amir should go, but still...i wish i could take him with me but i cant. so the only way is to make sure he is well taken care of and pray that the person taking care of him, will bring him up the way we want to.

The Aftermath

so...its done, finito, habis. after months of planning, of buying favours, of deciding on the theme, of sending invitation, of waiting for rsvps, of preparing party favours, of deciding on the caterer, of blowing up balloons, of hearing balloons popping...its finally done!!

we had a great time, the turn out was huge. i knew it would be a lot of people when we made the guestlist, yet when the guests came, i cant help but think...omigod...there's a lot of people here. the food was ok, it was our first try with the caterers. the decorations were great (hubby spent a long time putting up the balloons, so i gotta give him some props here...). the canopy served its purpose (wasnt beautiful or anything).

amir was a good boy. he didnt cry or fuss when transferred from one (unknown) guest to another. or when he was smothered by kisses from people he hasnt seen before. it was quite a hot day and he stayed cool. good thing we forced him to take a nap before it all started.

it was great seeing old friends again, friends that i seldom meet (being a stay-at-home-mum and all that jazz, hardly ever go to town nowadays). friends from my old secondary school took time to come, from uni, from work. it was wonderful.

the gifts, surprisingly were great. amir got books, fisher price blocks (i started collecting these, so its a wonderful surprise to get more), football, clothes, and his favourite elmo soft toy. i had a great time opening them (amir's too young, so he gave me permission to open for him ;->). not only that, amir also got the sniffles (courtesy of his daddy - who also gave his mummy a really bad cough!!)

but then now that its over, i have no idea what i should do...

My One Year Old Terror...

i realised that all my posts have been about me venting and whining. so i decided to put in something that cheers up my even my worst of days.

he's my pride and joy, my reason for living, my sunshine on a rainy day, my friend when i'm bored, my joker, my sleeping partner when hubby goes for his teh tarik sessions, my singer when the car radio is not functioning, my water splasher, my screamer, my whistler (he just learned that), my bubble blower. his first birthday party is tomorrow and i hope i wont cry when they sing 'happy birthday' to him...

The Audacity of an Uninvited Guest

we were going out one sunday evening. it was amir's birthday and my cousin wanted to see him. since we were going to the bank, we thought we'd drop by her house. it was about 4.40pm, i was feeding amir and hubby had just taken his wudhu for asar prayers. just then his phone rang, it was his 'old' friend. a friend who hasnt contacted him in months. he said he was coming over. hubby told him, we're about to leave, actually. but he insisted, saying he's about 10-20 minutes away and he'll only be over for a while. okay lah...

hubby prayed. while i prayed, he waited at our window playing with amir. then he went downstairs to wait in the living room. 20 minutes passed, no sign of the friend. hubby got restless and waited out in the porch. i was changing amir's nappies. finally his friend arrived, i saw from the window next to the changing table. eh...he brought a girl with him. weird since he's not attached to anyone. seems hubby knows the girl too so i guess its ok, but why didnt the friend mention in the phonecall. never mind. i told hubby i wanted to attend to amir, so i will be upstairs. at the same time his sister wanted help with the computer. i waited almost 10 minutes, they are still here. didnt we inform them we were going out?? maybe he had something important to tell hubby. so i waited some more...my cousin's going to kill me, we're already late. then i heard the friend telling the girl...dont u want to do up? go up where?? upstairs?? sorry but upstairs is where the bedrooms are...i may have my quirks but bedroom is off-limits to guests (unless invited, of course). then after almost 20 minutes, the friend left.

i went downstairs, hubby was fuming. he said...what kind of person was that?? it was bad enough that he insisted on coming when we were going out, we had to reorganise our plans for him. hubby thought it was something important but it turns out he just wanted to show off the girl. either show off the girl to hubby (cos he's been after this girl for ages, but the girl showed no signs of interest) and show off the house (for reasons beyond our comprehension). the first thing the friend did when he got to our house was to ask hubby to take the girl on a tour. my confused and shocked hubby showed her the living room, dining and kitchen. in the midst of the 'tour', the friend whispered, your house hasnt changed much...its only more disorganised. talk about shooting his mouth off!! good thing he didnt come up, then he'll see how disorganised a house with a baby and 2 teenagers can be on a sunday evening. hubby was starting to get uptight and i think the friend realised and quickly left with the girl (although not quick enough, in my opinion).

that was the weirdest 20 minutes we have ever experienced. a guest who was uninvited - disrespectful - downright rude. i hope nobody experiences this...its been 2 weeks and i still get angry remembering it.

p/s to make matters worse, the friend conveyed the story to another of hubby's friend and said..."he didnt even make us a drink!!"

Planning a Party

i didnt realise planning a 1 year old party would be this stressful. the planning bit is quite fun...i love planning. i'd plan everything...what to bring on a trip, what to do tomorrow, what to cook today, which route to take, monthly expenses...everything. i've got loads and loads of notebooks, small, medium, big, plain, mickey mouse, little mermaid, celcom...anything and everything. i love note book, i love coloured pens...i love writing, i love planning.

in the beginning, it was all nice and fun. i get to do budget, plan the menu, plan the guestlist, make a spreadsheet of number of guests coming. but then once the invitation gets out, that's when the stress kicks in. i've done all i can on my part, got my menu finalised, called up the caterer, booked the birthday cake, bought the invitation cards, scanned the card, emailed/sms/posted the cards. now all i have to do is wait for replies. and wait is what i do. i wait and wait and wait. i hinted on the invitation that an rsvp is appreciated. not so much of being calculative or stingy, but what is the point of wastage? not only that, i would like to prepare enough party favours and not be uncomfortable when some guests leave with favours and some leave empty handed. the replies that we got range from 'do we need to rsvp a birthday party' to 'its ok...we dont mind if you serve us plain water'. yeah well...i DO mind!! what kind of host would i be, if i didnt have enough food to cater to my invited guests. what kind of host would i be, to have limited favours, given to early birds and late comers go back empty handed.

some people dont take rsvp/replies seriously. i'm not being fussy when i ask for rsvp, but what is so wrong about proper planning. and to me, giving replies/rsvp is a sign of respect to the hosts. they go thru a lot to have a nice event for the guests...good food, nice environment, nice favours...not to mention the costs that comes with planning an event. why cant people take that small effort to help out the hosts, by just saying, yes i'll come or sorry, i cant make it. that small effort helps out a lot. the hosts wont have to wonder...are they coming, should we provide food for them, should be prepare extra favours in case they bring children?? those questions would throw their budget and planning into haywire if 50% of the guests dont answer.

be it a big wedding, a small-scale birthday party, a dinner for 2...a reply is not a lot to ask for. it shows 1 appreciates the hosts gesture, it also avoid the guests being bombarded with unnecessary 'are you coming' questions.

New Year, New Stuff...

my new 'stuff' last year was a house. got my keys in november. my new 'stuff' (not that i consider him a 'stuff') was little amir. for next year, getting myself a new car. finally!! i finally sold off the old one 2 weeks ago. it was a stressful sale, believe me! first of all, to get someone to buy the car was difficult. people wanted to pay less than what its worth. and when i agreed on the price, another party would say i'm being cheated cos the car is worth much more, so i backed out from the sale. but by backing out, i was still stuck with the car. not that i didnt need a car, everyone needs a car. but that car was coming up to its 8th year. it was literally on its deathbed. spent a lot on maintaining it, dont think i can afford to help it see the new year.

thought about it alot, finally agreed to hand it over to an agent to sell it. maybe they can cover a wider market & haggle for a higher price, not to mention do all the JPJ stuff. waited 1 month, no news, thought of getting it back. i mean, i do need a car. grocery shopping, taking amir to the clinic, taking amir to 1 utama, doing all those housewifey errands. but then the agent convinced us he has a buyer. the story went on for almost 4 months, finally transferred title, got payment etc last 2 weeks. now on the lookout for a new car.

hope to get the car by next week. we're submitting the docs today. got so many things to get. with a baby in the car, it'll be full of his stuff. my old car was really plain & empty. in another words, it was clean. i never left anything in there. even took out my radio when i leave the car. for this one, has to be different. sometimes during a journey, i'd go...darn it, forgot to bring amir's toy, or wish i brought along a pair of socks. with him in the car, there has a be extra socks, extra clothes, blankie, toys (lots and lots of them), his sunnies, his cap...the list is endless. think i'll go over to mothercare this weekend and get those organisor that we put behind the front passanger's car. then i'll be able to put all this extra stuff. our next car has to be an MPV. people always say its a waste of space if you have only 1 child. oh please, its NEVER a waste of space. you'll always find something to store in there. and then thinking of balik kampung for raya. amir's bathtub, his bumbo chair, his exersaucer, his pampers (we would bring the whole packet of 72pcs), his clothes and EXTRA clothes, his foodstuff, and then of course, mummy & daddy's overnight bag. imagine if we have two. just the carseats would take up the whole back seat.

maybe that's why malaysian dont use car seats. we dont have just 1 or 2 children, oh no. malaysian have 4-5 kids. imagine 4-5 car seats in 1 car and then the maid and then the barang2.
no wonder cars like avanza & naza ria is everywhere. they come out by the thousands during cuti period. speaking of cuti, apparently january is a good 'cuti' month. almost 10 days of break. not that its important to me, i'm on call 24 hours a day.

back to the car seats, its really about time JPJ make it legal to have all children in a car seat. i see lots of parents risk their children in all sorts of ways. either standing in the front seat, or standing in between the 2 front seats, or standing on the back seat, looking at other cars, or worse, standing at the window with the window open. omigodddd...i just cant accept that. here we are talking about hands-free and third brake lights, but what about the children?

First Attempt At Blogging

blogging pun salah type, typed bligging. so much for first attempt. i actually wanted to do this months ago. stopped working in april, baby kecik lagi...he slept most of the time. rumah kat area baru, so blogging ni i thought would be a great way to pass my time. but...my jodoh with streamyx belum sampai. weird man, dah pindah 10 months baru dapat phone line. then of course had to wait for internet port and what not, baru lah boleh join back the world of internet surfing. dulu i always switch from writing report to surfing with just 1 click. siap tak pegi lunch cos i loved to surf. my credit card companies loved that too...every month, ada je purchases from victoria secret lah, amazon lah, tm lewin lah, mothercare lah. maybe that's why they increased my credit limit...damn them!!

anyway...dah 12 months masuk new house, 2 months dapat phone line...finally, i got my internet connection. cooking dinner took a back seat yesterday as i exercised my not-so-nimble fingers on the keyboard. dah lama tak chat online. first person i looked for...my husband!! hahaha...kesian pulak kat dia. dah lah all these while i bombarded him with smses & mmses of amir & 'what time u coming back' & 'what do u want for dinner' & 'dont forget to pick up the laundry'. boleh jugak dia tak layan kalau dia nak, but now...dah ada yahoo msger ni, habis lah dia. i'd probably inform him of every single thing amir does. kurang sikit phone bill, i hope!!

my thoughts is all over the place at the moment. it doesnt have to be in an orderly form does it? its ok to have your thoughts here and there kan? i mean you could be thinking about world peace and how to help tigers from being extinct, when all of the sudden you go...alamak, asam jawa dah habis!! of course its normal, its called multi-tasking.

so...back to my 'thought for today'...where was i...yeah, memang lama nak start my blog. share my thoughts of being a new mum (its the best job in the world-except for the no income bit), of running a house, of being a (currently) fulltime housewife, of trying out new food, of which kitchen cleaner is the best...all those. due to circumstances beyond my control, i couldnt start earlier. now ni, banyak sangat dah things that has happened, milestones that i could have shouted about, new recipes that i have tried (and they worked!!) that i could have shared tapi its not so big news anymore that if i write them down pun, tak seronok.

i'll try my best to stick to one 'thought for today' and not campur it with something totally irrelevant to the topic in hand. it wont be easy cos as i'm writing this, i'm thinking...kalau makan ice cream dgn pringles sedap jugak kan?

i hope blogging would be great fun for me. i always did have a lot of things to membebel about. and most of the time i say a lot of things i should have not and cant really take them back. so with blogging ni, i hope i can re-read what i wrote and go...eh, that's not a good thing to say.
first attempt at blogging (not bligging ye) is ok so far. tomorrow is an off day, its sunday. hubby's day at home, takkan nak layan computer je. so yeay to me (patting own back since no one is here- at the moment anaconda ('anakanda' english-ised) too demam to layan mummy, asyik tidur je. bangun makan sekejap, take his meds then tidur balik.)

my final thought for today...where is that ice cream??