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Happy Seventh Birthday Zareef!

My dearest Zareef,

Firstly, please forgive me my son for delaying your birthday post. A lot has happened since your birthday that Mommy, somehow or rather, forgot (most of the time) or was feeling mighty lazy (this would always be the case) to write about you.

13th October marked the day you were borned. It seems like it was just yesterday that I went through 30 hours of hellish labor and now you've turned into this wonderful, sweet and thoughtful brother that Mommy and Daddy could not ask for more.


Your love for the outdoors is so great that if given the choice, you would rather spend every second of every minute being a part of it despite me telling you repeatedly to come inside whenever it rains. You are never afraid to try out new activities and it gives me great pride to see you thriving well in everything that you do be it catching a large fish from Tok Dol's pond or deciding not to use your floaties and join me in the adults' pool to jumping from the jetty into the deep blue sea but with a lifejacket of course! You definitely took that from me :) . One day, when you're tall enough, you can accompany Mommy on roller coaster rides and leave your chicken of a Daddy to man our bags down below hehehhe...



I thank Allah SWT for bestowing me with the best gift that I could ever ask for. Having you in my life has indeed changed me to be a better person - more responsible, less likely to act compulsively, a super multitasker and have more patience eventhough it's not my best virtue. You've continued to test me and Daddy with every possible challenge there is, like the time I lost you at Midvalley when I was nine months pregnant with your sister or when you thought burying a live kitten in the sand was funny. You certainly kept me on my toes...


This year also marks a new milestone in your life as you embarked on a journey called school. It puts a smile on my face to see that you enjoy school tremendously, do your homework diligently *ehem* and passed your exams with flying colors especially your Science subject. However, one grouse that I have is your inability to wake up in the morning. Please la Zareef... penat tau Mommy and Daddy nak kejut pagi-pagi and it has been almost a year already! Hopefully, when you enter Year Two, you'll be more inclined to wake up on your own without us threatening to pour cold water down your neck.

So my dear son, I have nothing but the best to wish you in your life. Daddy and I have and will always pray that you become the anak yang soleh, berjaya di dunia and akhirat. As the eldest, I have high hopes that you'll always look after your sister and us. We will always be here for you for every step that you take, every stumble that you fall upon, every achievements that you accomplish and every joyous occasion that you celebrate, InsyaAllah...


Please remember that Mommy and Daddy love you very, very much. We'd go to the moon and back to make your every wish come true. Our sky is the limit. Our only hope is for you to love us back with every bone in your body till our last days on Earth.

Happy 7th Birthday my darling! May this year be better than the last. God bless!!

Lots of love,

Mommy and Daddy.

An Uninvited Guest - Part II

Remember the chicken that invaded my store room last August? Well, if you don't, you can read it here.

Well, guess what??!!! That same chicken made an appearance again during Ramadhan but it could not get in as I had sealed the house well from unwelcome invaders. Instead...

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It happily settled outside, right at my storeroom's window to lay eggs. I was so fascinated with the whole process, I went trigger-happy. Zareef and Zara was given a live performance and went "OHHHHH... AHHHHHH" followed by 1001 questions on the whys and hows. Penat mak explain okay.


Look! I have fresh eggs in my own backyard!! Hehehehhe... How cool is that?!

Suatu Hari Di Hari Raya

Suatu hari pada hari Raya ke 7, seorang mummy sedang sibuk mengemas rumah. Mood mengemas punya la hebat sampai beliau telah mengvacuum, mengemop dan mengelap segala habuk with a vengeance (apa phrase yang sesuai dalam BM ye?)

Anyway, while I was busy mopping the living room, Zareef and Zara came to offer their help but was flatly declined (very kind of them but if they were to do it, I'd have to do double duty after they are done). Instead, I asked them repeatedly to sit on the sofa and stay off the floor till it is dry.

I guess they were feeling rather bored, so I asked Zareef to apply white shoe polish on his school shoes. Eager to please me, Zara ran ahead of his brother on the wet floor despite me shouting at her to stop but it was already too late. GEDEBUKK!! Down she went sliding on the wet floor macam Superman and cried she did like there was no tomorrow.

At first I thought nothing of it. Heck, she falls a lot and will always make a huge drama out of it. Picked her up and carried her over to the sofa. Suddenly I felt wet warm liquid dripping on my t-shirt. I looked down and almost fainted! A tiny stream of blood was trickling steadily from her chin. Ya Allah!! It was such a HUGE cut.

Not wanting to panic Zara (tapi aku dah panic nak mampos okay! nak menangis tengok!!), I called for B with a normal calm tone. Panggil dua tiga kali tak dengar, aku pun jerit je la.

We decided to bring Zara to Sunway Medical A&E to get her cut checked out. The doctor checked it and decided to stitched it up with three stitches. Oh the drama when he wanted to stitch Zara, Allah saja yang tahu. We had three nurses to hold her down with the addition of B and I. She cried and wailed and bawled her heart out. Zareef was traumatized by his sister's wailing and at the sight of the needle that he hid under the table and pulled a long face, refusing to see her.

After all is done, this is the end result;

Two days later, we came back for a change in dressing. While waiting for the doctor to attend to Zara, Mummy and Zareef sempat bergambar :D

I leave it to B to hold Zara down. Zara muka dah cuak nak jumpa doctor hihi...

But she was very, very brave about it. Didn't make a fuss about her wound being cleaned up because we promised her, she could have ice-cream after that which was so unlike her brother who demanded a gameboy even before the doctor could touch him.

Itu lah dia... cerita Zara yang jatuh dan kena jahit di suatu hari di hari Raya :D

Overdosed...

I used to have only a pair which I bought with my baking revenue as a reward to myself for my hard work. But today, will be a historical event that certainly made it into my book....

Thanks to a friend, I'm able to buy all these at very, very affordable price. And no, they're not fake. All are originals albeit rejected but I don't care. I can't even detect the flaws . I even bought the basket. I just couldn't resist it. It was so cute and calling out my name. Perfect for picnics and trips to the beach and pool!

Korang nak ke? Kalau nak, email cepat to noresh_anshar@yahoo.com. But I'll have to forewarn you that only limited designs and sizes are available. Ohhh... did I tell you that there are Jibbitz too? Yupp... cute adorable ones at ciput price.

I am so in Crocs heaven right now... hehehhhee...

Momzilla...

I'm a crappy Mom and I'm not proud of it :( .

Taking care of a sick son, handling a soon to be terrifying three daughter, being at home 24-7, doing all the housework, minimum adult interaction and being cooped-up at home have taken a toll on me.

I'm depressed, tired, cranky, moody, angry, irritable, short-fused and bitter all rolled into one.

Forgive me, my children. It's not entirely you. Mommy just needs to vent out, let it off my chest and sulk in a corner for a while. Let's hope this momzilla mode will go off soon.

Thought Of The Day...

If a wife can survive without a husband, can a husband survive without a wife?