I'm NOT pregnant (so don't ask any irrelevant question)

Random questions from guys (they don't really know me, let's just say, these are acquaintances I've made for quite some time,10 yrs)

'Kak,if you're pregnant,better don't try,might have some effect to your pregnancy' upon husband trying some hologram bangle ;)

No need to argue I just smile.

Recently at IMC's 10th Anniversary party, As asked me, 'pregnant lagi ke?' while signalling at my belly.

Mannnnn! I quickly say NOOOOOO I'm not! He smiled sheepishly knowing that somehow he offended me in some way,heheh.
OMG! It's too obvious isn't it? Am putting too much weight recently and still wearing tight-fitting clothes, tak sedar diri betulll!
Lost merely 2kg in a 6 days stint in HK and quickly reach overweight scale once we return :(
Urgh!

Though I'm secretly happy that it can be mistaken as pregnant belly but it's frustrating that I can't fit most of my size 26 jeans. Pathetic.

What am I waiting for,sit up while blogging is not a too bad idea isn't it? ;)

Ramadhan 2010

Wow, how fast time flies. Suddenly it's 16th day of Ramadhan.

We're training Aresha to fast the whole day, well uhm I mean full circle, not half-day, not yang yang yok

Alhamdulillah she made it through the till today except for one day when she came home and said she's hungry and straight away grabbed a drink from the fridge without I even have the chance to say no.

That's puasa for a 6yr old. At least she didn't try to curi-curi makan while I'm not looking. Always ask before sipping a drink or a bite on that carrot cake ;)

Normally I'd scream NO but that would be too hard on her isn't it. I don't have to force her to fast she wants to do it herself. That's good enough. She's only 6 and I must say she's really strong for a kid her age. Normally her sahur would be a quarter portion than ours. Wonders how did she managed to not get too hungry by afternoon!

She naps more often since I told her so, to get her off thinking what to eat and counting the hours.

Oh yeah, my brother Erie starts his own business right before Ramadhan so if you're at PARAM in Kelana Jaya, look out for Mr Nasi Ambang, stall no 26. Business is good, syukur. Another stall is at Mutiara Damansara PARAM and right in front of TV3 guardhouse. Cheap yo, RM4.50! Complete meal of rice, serunding, sambal goreng & ayam masak merah. Scrumptious too!

Sadly big sister haven't got the chance to check out herself. Not much a pasar ramadhan frequent. Till this date we've been only to one at Jalan Daud, Kg. Bharu. The rest would be home cooked or mom's/MIL's cooking. 

We need to improve on tarawikh though. By the time we retire for the night, we're too lazy/sleepy to do so. Bad excuse, bad bad excuse :(

This year we've prepared early for raya celebration. Got the baju raya sent to the tailor a month before puasa. Aresha got her kasut raya already, still contemplating whether to buy here or online. Got my eyes on those Oxford boots/heels, would it be okay to wear with baju kurung though? At least I got my new hair cut, super easy maintenance (read, no maintenance at all) No need to comb, Nurse Jackie style ;)

Ooh I'll be 30 in 2 days! Also fell on Ramadhan last year. Wow thirty eh, skuirtgun would be so happy we're finally in the same age circle, heheh. He got all sort of plans for me. Even got the prezzie earlier than previous years. Celebration starts early, we'll have dinner on Friday,reminiscence of my last year as a twenty-something. It doesn't matter, no one would believe I'm thirty anyway.

Shall go back to  sleep now, this Barney Aresha's watching now is killing me. Cartoon time starts right away after sahur for her this month. 

Damnit, I didn't lose any weight at all this year, hmmphh

Que sera sera

If it's meant to be that it's meant to be.
Not just 'jodoh' but other things as well.
I firmly believe in that.
I used to be have a roomie whom I thought back then was my bff.
Oh we've been thru it all.

But she told me, she's not the 'keep-in touch' person in other words I need to do all the phoning,email and whatnots la.
We travelled together and that kinda worked out as reality check for us.

No we're NOT meant to be bffs.
She couldn't understand how much I have changed being married with children.

So now, we don't even pretend to keep in touch.
Maybe her new gorgeous self is too busy to keep up with my SAHM lifestyle.
Ah, hope you'll have a happy life, Amiin...

Thank you uncle, you've just made my day!

Before reading further, please note that this entry is no way indicating that I'm not in favor of certain ethnic group but merely a frustration over things that I've experienced while shopping at JJ Maluri.

This is not the first but second over the span of 2 years.
Went to shop for groceries, MIL, SIL, moi et mes enfants.  Came totally prepared with trolleys from the carpark. Since it's 31st, we ordered our Baskin Robbins ice-cream first, carts parked outside. Some idiot stole one of them, MIL suspected a family who's waiting for their order as well.

I'm like WTH but not wanting to make a fuss, look for another outside.
Saw one being emptied and asked politely " Can I have this?"
Guess what? All I got is ," Sure, I've waited for it!"

D'oh! How would I know that you've waited for it, it looks like you're a family of that lady!
I'm really pissed! I mean how rude is that?
I was just asking, can't you just reply with,
"Sorry, I've waited for this," Spare your sarcasm please!

I'm not gonna tell ya where he came from, definitely one of those rumah haram!
If I were his 'kind' I'm sure he wouldn't be using that tone. Pfft!

I've never encountered such experience in OU (well anywhere in Damansara to be exact), not even at Pasar Pudu! Only in JJ, and last night I was hit twice. They roll their eyes, even when all I did was asking politely.

Oh yeah, the food & drink promoters (that offers samples on weekends) only gives out to their own people, whenever Aresha wants one, we gotta ask and wait.

I love this country, where sometimes I've been treated like illegals :P

What if...

This is a conversation that I had w/ darling skuirtgun last night.

'What if Aresha decides to travel alone when she grows up? Will u let her?"
He said, "No, not alone" without hesitation.

'If she's going with a friend/ Zara/ boyfriend?'
" Yes, but no boyfriend!'

"Ah, she'll eventually meet a guy along the way ..."

As if we didn't go through that phase my dear :P

I know it's too early to be discussing about possibilities that our girls might venture out on their own but secretly I want them to explore the world. Just like my bffs Ratna & Reen did ;)

I've hosted brave, young, smart girls before & they sure know how to take care of themselves.

All the kids' need is a sense of pride/dignity in themselves & their homeland.
So they will go & realize nothing compares to our beloved country & proud to be who they are!

That also means mom & dad can go on our motorcycle RTW! Ahh how long would that be? 15 years from now? ;P

Jealous much?

I'm truly baffled.
This happened last 2 yrs I think when out of the blue this anonymous commented that life is NOT all about family, love & food!

Ok, what is so wrong about it?
This person judged me from my pictures, thinks she's holier-than-thou.

Do i have to post pictures donning telekung?

Thank you for your 'gentle' reminder.
Berdakwah mestilah betul caranya.
If you compose your words nicely I would really appreciate it and might as well change.

I'm sorry that I love my family very much & really cares about what I put in me & my family's mouth. Ooops am I? NOT!

YOU made it all worth it ;)

No matter how long & tiring my day was, these two babies of mine never make me regret on the choice that I made almost 6 years ago.
How can a simple chuckle, laughter, cheekiness & simple answer overcome the need to have a huge paycheck?

Mama asked me, "Don't you miss working?"
To be honest ma, I don't.
Not even a single bit.

Watching them grow right in front of my eyes is the biggest salary one could ever ask for ;)
Aresha knows when I'm pissed (with her). Her damage control would be.
"I'm sorry mommy, Aresha sayang mommy sangat," followed by a hug.
Now, at that age i didn't know how to pujuk my mother!
She didn't know either.
It was a spontaneous act of love :)

Graceful failure

'If the kids are united, they will never be divided!'

Sham '69 sure got it right to the bone ;)

The so-called event we tried to organize wasn't as successful as we hope for, blergh!

Lack of publicity and too much conspiracy over unnecessary stuffs.

We're just NOT ready to hold such events until we finally unite and get the right people to work together.
No hidden agenda, please. This is a non-profit organization. If we choose to be transparent, then, for God's sake, be transparent.


That aside, I am utterly baffled when it comes to people who thinks that being a SAHM is not as important as some professional job.
Please, if you're not a mother, just reserve your impression/ comments/assumption later when you have your gossip sessions with your friends. Don't be so insensitive. The world does NOT revolve around you.

Yeah, thank you. This is my rants/delayed update :P

Courtesy

It's sad that we're becoming a nation of selfish and discourteous.
Why such a statement?

I've experienced it myself last night.
Aresha and I took LRT from Masjid Jamek (as our bus stopped @Puduraya)
It was 10.30pm.
LRT was packed like a sardine can, I was standing near a pole and kept on reminding Aresha to hold on to one.

Then at KLCC station more people got in and we front of the seats that clearly stated for pregnant women, women with child, elderly etc. I kept glancing on the sign and looking at the faces of people who sat there, nobody offered me a seat. Okay, expected.

Last time I got a seat, was when Carolina (a Cser from Argentina) asked a girl to get up for this pregnant lady. It works and the girl smiled sheepishly(more like stupidly for being so ignorant)

To be honest, I don't really need a seat but after a while, Aresha made a fuss and whine saying that she's tired. A 3 1/2 year old toddler couldn't endure 20 minutes train ride, anybody could see that, but hey! Everybody just pretend they didn't hear her or see her crying! Maybe they thought 'why the hell is the pregnant lady and her daughter took this train? I'm not giving up my seat!' There's this lady who kept glancing at me, but her ass is too heavy kot?

Seriously, I vow to teach Aresha common courtesy. I'm not saying that their parents didn't taught them well, but sometimes we forgot the importance of being polite and courteous.

Maybe I don't look pregnant? I'm just a fat lady with a huge tummy.
I don't deserve a seat.
or
Maybe I should just stay home since I'm pregnant.

And we still call ourselves rakyat Malaysia 'berbudi bahasa and bersopan santun'?
Wow!