That dream..

A lot of thing has changed from back then you were young..

From running hysterically greeting your dad at the door when he came home from work, to just say 'hye' while watching the tv.

From looking up at every single thing your mum did, to start complaining how perfectionist she is.

From always love following your parents everywhere, to suddenly have "better" things to do rather than attending the wedding of someone you barely knew.

Sad..

And those dreams you have back then you were young..

"Someday, I'm gonna be an astronaut!"

Adult you: "Wrong!"

"After I become an astronaut and rich, I'm gonna buy mum and dad a house."

Adult you: "Wrong! (Dapat beli rumah untuk diri sendiri pon, dah bersyukur) Soon?"

Now that you're an adult, you find it funny, the things you did or said back when you were young. Funny, yet sooo very innocent. And you can't help thinking, when did it all stop?

When was the last time you waited for your dad at the front door?

When was the last time you looked up at your mom?

When was the last time you became psyched to follow your parents to a wedding?

When was the last time you got so optimistic and decided to buy something big for your parents?

-__-

But, lately I Love and I have the opportunity to give something back to our parents.

Love bought himself a new Alfa 146 :) (Part of the reason he bought an Alfa because his dad loves Alfa, and when he was young, he always wanted to buy an Alfa for his dad)



So, one item to be crossed off before i become a WAHM..

And he gave me his car.

And I gave my beloved car to my parents!! So, another item is crossed off.

I know it's not much, what I gave to my parents, or what Love gave to his Mum (he managed to give something to his mum too), but it's more of a dream, the thing you always wanted to do since you were small.

And by giving back to the parents, we believe it will all come back to us. Insya Allah.

Khaira in hanbok :)

I just wanna be with you.

Hello 2012!!

2012, I have a feeling it would be another awesome year for me with Baby Khaira by my side :)

I had a lot of fun in 2011.



Started my year having a braces and with the news that I was pregnant. Had our last honeymoon (just the two of us) in Korea, which was super awesome. Had a wonderful time delivering Baby Khaira via hypnobirth. Received the most thoughtful gift from Love -- life insurance. Renovate our house and move in by the end of the year. And we even have a part time maid to help us clean the house.

Blissful year. Alhamdulillah.

Yet to achieve another milestone though, to collect results for my PhD.

15% more work for me to come up with the result; I just need to find tune. I strongly think I could finish it since I took extra a couple of weeks leave. But, since Baby Khaira came to my life, I decided to take it slow and just enjoy my life with her. I have no regrets :) She's the only thing that can slow me down and yet make me smile!! :)

Bismillah, to another awesome year!

Back to school..

..or work.

Both are the same to me.

Started working today, and resuming my PhD.

Gosh, I already hate the traffic jams.

I already hate the annoying songs in the radio as I drive to work.

I already hate leaving her behind..

She's in my eyes, she's in my ears.
She's in my blood, she's in my tears.
I breathe love and see her everyday.
Even though my love is a world away.

My righteousness sure is crumbling :(

Khaira's Aqiqah + our housewarming

The most adorable

Alhamdulillah, we're done with Khaira's aqiqah. A very small ceremony attended by our family and close friends.

Khaira, Abi and my whole family were wearing gold. Me? This is the only baju kurung that can fit me at the moment. Tsk.. Tsk..

At the same time, we recited Yassin in our new house - where the event took place. Khaira was quite cranky during Yassin recital because she was hungry. I fed her, and she slept the whole time during marhaban.

Right after the event, we spent our first night at our new house, as a family. And hence I'm crossing the 8th item in my 2011's wishlist; move in to our new home.

We are yet to have internet in our new home. At the moment, I am in my office room. Not that I'm back to work, but I have some stuff to settle here. And I miss this little girl like mad.



Right after the event, my dad and Love did this to Khaira..



And she looked cuter than ever dengan kepala botak. Will update her picture soon!

Highlight

I remember how I was a bit reluctant when he first came to me and asked me to become his final year project (FYP) supervisor. I was about to have my maternity leave the second semester of his FYP, that would be tough.

But to turn a student down was not even an option. I took him anyway. He proved himself worthy when he did everything I asked. Not only that, he questioned back, pieces by pieces until he managed to put them in one big picture.

When you see yourself in another person, you would do everything under the sky to help him. His persistence, his patience, his curiosity.. just enlightened me and smothered me at the same time. Hehe. Imagine, he would call me at midnight to ask about his project, super funny!

Then, at the critical moment, there I was. I gave birth, I got confined, and I had a hard time juggling between a mother, a PhD student, a lecturer, a supervisor and a 'supervisee' (is there such a word?) at the same time.

He came over every now and then. We discussed through phone most of the time. How hard.. long distance supervising for someone as new as me, you wouldn't even want to imagine.

His last visit, we had a long serious discussion. I am sure happy with his technical ability. I was a proud supervisor when his paper got published in a conference. But his ability on selling his project worried me BIG time. Love helped me brainwashed him, spent an hour teaching him on his presentation skills; two days before his actual presentation.

And just about an hour ago, he called. Thanking Love and me because..

HE HAS JUST BEEN NOMINATED AS THE BEST FYP AWARD.

Alhamdulillah.

Just about I feel soooooo hard to go back to work.

To you, I'm proud of you :) This is the highlight of my supervising career.

To Love, what more can I say.. :)

Surviving confinemnt

Woottttt!! I survived the 44 days of confinement!! :)

I wouldn’t say it was an easy one. Not mentally, not physically. I’m done with 44 days of having to ikat rambut, having to wear long sleeves and kain batik all the time (masa pantang panas gile badan!), bertungku pagi and petang for the whole 44 days (believe it or not, i did that!), berpilis, berbarut, bertangas. Lagi the food!!! Haiyo, bosan!!!!!~

Alhamdulillah, I’m through all that. Though some things, I have to still do until hari ke 100. Such as no air sejuk, bertungku still everyday in certain parts and barut? Haha, now have to wear girdle siang and malam. For petite like me, the best girdle has got to be from Cosway. Makan masih jaga since I breastfeed Baby Khaira, but not as bad.



I haven’t yet go back to my pre pregnancy weight of 34kgs. Currently I am 35.8kgs. I don’t intend to get back to my old weight pon, I like the curves I have now. But still, could not help but being disappointed of the fact that most clothes still did not fit me :(

Finally, get out of the house after confinement. Visited my in laws!



Went to Shameem’s wedding at her house and at Hotel Istana. The grandest wedding I’ve ever attended!



Eh? Hijrah :)

Had to leave Baby Khaira behind most of the time we were out. My parents have a strict restriction on bringing Khaira to shopping malls until she’s 6 months old. Which is fine by Love and me because we want her to be less exposed to the outside environment for longest possible. But, I miss her all the time, 4 hours pon rasa cam nak nangis. Pelik sungguh. How to go to work like this, Khaira?

But the best thing about ending the confinement is that slowly, I can find tune on what’s work for Baby Khaira and what’s not. Alhamdulillah.

Baby Khaira pon dah pandai main! Last night, Love candid the most adorable photo of us, my current fav.



Saya sayang awak a lot, Khaira!

As of now, busy preparing to move in to our new house and busy preparing for Khaira’s Aqiqah. Again, to all WAHMs out there, semakin hari semakin cemburu!

P/S: I bought the fight ticket to Bali yesterday! Minggu ni fuel surcharge AirAsia murah!