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Thursday, March 14, 2013
Thursday, March 7, 2013
Must have been a blessed week.
Positive vibes are all around me and received many good news this week :)
1) Increment in travelling and electricity allowance, woootttt!!
2) BB1M (times 2 cuz Love gave me his), yay!
3) Love got an offer as a Manager in a different department. He's in a deciding process, doesn't matter the decision, the offer is flattering enough.
4) And as for me.. Let's wait for the news until it is official *wink* ;)
Alhamdulillah. *Sujud syukur.*
1) Increment in travelling and electricity allowance, woootttt!!
2) BB1M (times 2 cuz Love gave me his), yay!
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| Let's just pray this year I won't 'accidentally' finish it within an hour in my uni's bookshop buying programming book!!!! S.O.G.E.E.K, grrr.. |
4) And as for me.. Let's wait for the news until it is official *wink* ;)
Alhamdulillah. *Sujud syukur.*
Tuesday, March 5, 2013
An aqiqah and a birthday party
It was baby Imaan's aqiqah last weekend. Omg.. She's so adorable!!
With in law's family..
Since Imaan's aqiqah was in the morning and we had Eusoff birthday party in the evening, we decided to drop by at H&M Setia City Mall. Bought a winter jacket for Baby K (for our Goldcoast trip) for only RM39!!
Some pics candid by Love while we were waiting for our turn at the cashier.
And, this is TiSya, Baby K and Adik Eusoff.
A perfect 'family' photo :)
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| Pelamin, hee hee.. |
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| She sleeps like a baby, with SIL and BIL |
With in law's family..
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Some pics candid by Love while we were waiting for our turn at the cashier.
And, this is TiSya, Baby K and Adik Eusoff.
A perfect 'family' photo :)
Say whattt?? #2
Baby K talks a lot nowadays at 16 months old.
3rd March
Baby K pointed at a photo of a gorilla in one of her books, showed to my dad and said, "Datuk!" (as in, "This is you, Datuk") Laughed and ran away. We, on the other hand tried hard not to laugh so she won't think it's funny teasing people that way.
4th March
"Thuthu (susu)" She said, pointing at my you-know-what. So, I laid next to her to feed her and as I unbuttoned my shirt, she said, "Totop (tutup). Malu!" Laughed. And drank anyway. I was like... WHATTTTT????
3rd March
Baby K pointed at a photo of a gorilla in one of her books, showed to my dad and said, "Datuk!" (as in, "This is you, Datuk") Laughed and ran away. We, on the other hand tried hard not to laugh so she won't think it's funny teasing people that way.
4th March
"Thuthu (susu)" She said, pointing at my you-know-what. So, I laid next to her to feed her and as I unbuttoned my shirt, she said, "Totop (tutup). Malu!" Laughed. And drank anyway. I was like... WHATTTTT????
Wednesday, February 20, 2013
Why I chose gentle birth
I'm an avid follower of gentle birth, and I'm proud of it.
I gave birth to my first baby (and the following, insya Allah), as gentle and natural as possible. It was a wonderful experience I will forever treasure. I thank Allah SWT everyday for it.
I didn't choose gentle birth just because of the benefits I received; i.e. vaginal birth, side effects free from the drugs, and of course pain free.
I chose it because I know it is the best for both my baby and me.
Imagine a baby being forced to go out of your tummy at times he/she is not yet ready. It's like plucking a fruit from a tree while you could wait perhaps two more days for it to ripen. It could have been sweeter and tastier.
Gente birth is like reverting back to nature and have a total dependence on no one but the Almighty. Just like what Islam told us to be. Ever think how women in the old days could give birth easily, even some in this generation accidentally gave birth in the toilet while bowel movement. Masya Allah, "Kun Faya Kun".
But knowing that birth can be as easy as just reverting back to our nature doesn't mean I'm taking it for granted. I prepared as if I was going to the war.
Daily affirmations every day, visualizing every night, exercising every evening, watching what I was eating for the whole 9 months, watching out my position every hour and is it worth it, without a doubt, yes! It's only for 9 months, what is there to complain about?
And in order to do all of the above, a proper guidance is needed. Thank you, Sifu Wai Han and the support I received from GBG and Homebirth :)
Cuma satu, we are only human. Redha. If Allah SWT somehow does not permit us to have one, He must have a reason that we are not aware of. The most important thing is that we have tried the best that we could. With a proper guidance, insya Allah.. we'll fine that thin line between gentle birth and risking the baby.
Like a normal birth, sometimes we may not achieved what we want during gentle birth. But blaming the gentle birth itself is unfair. Qada' dan qadar, have faith.
Outsides people are too easy to judge. Too easy to condemn. That's why I shared my gentle birth techniques only to those who asked.
If you haven't even grasped the concept of gentle birth, you are in no position to judge me, to judge us.
It's our decision. In any position there's a risk and it's one I'm willing to bear because I'm proud to say I have a total dependence in Allas SWT. When we try to do what's best for HIM, He'll be there for us :)
I gave birth to my first baby (and the following, insya Allah), as gentle and natural as possible. It was a wonderful experience I will forever treasure. I thank Allah SWT everyday for it.
I didn't choose gentle birth just because of the benefits I received; i.e. vaginal birth, side effects free from the drugs, and of course pain free.
I chose it because I know it is the best for both my baby and me.
Imagine a baby being forced to go out of your tummy at times he/she is not yet ready. It's like plucking a fruit from a tree while you could wait perhaps two more days for it to ripen. It could have been sweeter and tastier.
But knowing that birth can be as easy as just reverting back to our nature doesn't mean I'm taking it for granted. I prepared as if I was going to the war.
Daily affirmations every day, visualizing every night, exercising every evening, watching what I was eating for the whole 9 months, watching out my position every hour and is it worth it, without a doubt, yes! It's only for 9 months, what is there to complain about?
And in order to do all of the above, a proper guidance is needed. Thank you, Sifu Wai Han and the support I received from GBG and Homebirth :)
Cuma satu, we are only human. Redha. If Allah SWT somehow does not permit us to have one, He must have a reason that we are not aware of. The most important thing is that we have tried the best that we could. With a proper guidance, insya Allah.. we'll fine that thin line between gentle birth and risking the baby.
Like a normal birth, sometimes we may not achieved what we want during gentle birth. But blaming the gentle birth itself is unfair. Qada' dan qadar, have faith.
Outsides people are too easy to judge. Too easy to condemn. That's why I shared my gentle birth techniques only to those who asked.
If you haven't even grasped the concept of gentle birth, you are in no position to judge me, to judge us.
It's our decision. In any position there's a risk and it's one I'm willing to bear because I'm proud to say I have a total dependence in Allas SWT. When we try to do what's best for HIM, He'll be there for us :)
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Tuesday, February 19, 2013
Di hamparan Shamrock - A review
The first religious book I read was "Aku terima nikahnya" by Ustaz Hasrizal and I was immediately hooked.
The way he wrote, is very near to people like me.
Take La Tahzan for example. I can't really relate to that. It makes my self esteem as a Muslim goes down the drain, hehe..
Anyhow, I just finished reading "Di hamparan Shamrock" by the same author. It was like walking down a memory lane of 11 years of his life in other countries; to name a few.. Ireland and Jordan.
I read it at the very right time.
Doing a PhD is not an easy thing; not physically, not mentally, not financially.
Since I am not willing to wait for a scholarship from the university, I decided to do it part time. Mann.. Imagine, teaching, supervising, administration work, and research at the same time; not forgetting.. Daughter, sister, mother, wife all at one go.
Part time = pay it myself. On top of that, PTPTN+housing loan+car loan+ASB loan. :)
And mentally simply because time is against you. Perhaps someday, when the time is right I shall share how challenging PhD is for me mentally. Even at the thought of typing this down, I had to hold back my tears.
And "Di hamparan Shamrock" is something I really can relate to. I hardly cried when reading a book, this is one of those which I just refused to read in public.
To a friend of mine, the ones I wish to keep for life, the ones who gave me this book as it was her love at first sight.. This book will go from one hand to the other in this lab, as a motivation for us here to wrap up our 3 years work.
Doakan..
The way he wrote, is very near to people like me.
Take La Tahzan for example. I can't really relate to that. It makes my self esteem as a Muslim goes down the drain, hehe..
Anyhow, I just finished reading "Di hamparan Shamrock" by the same author. It was like walking down a memory lane of 11 years of his life in other countries; to name a few.. Ireland and Jordan.
I read it at the very right time.
Doing a PhD is not an easy thing; not physically, not mentally, not financially.
Since I am not willing to wait for a scholarship from the university, I decided to do it part time. Mann.. Imagine, teaching, supervising, administration work, and research at the same time; not forgetting.. Daughter, sister, mother, wife all at one go.
Part time = pay it myself. On top of that, PTPTN+housing loan+car loan+ASB loan. :)
And mentally simply because time is against you. Perhaps someday, when the time is right I shall share how challenging PhD is for me mentally. Even at the thought of typing this down, I had to hold back my tears.
And "Di hamparan Shamrock" is something I really can relate to. I hardly cried when reading a book, this is one of those which I just refused to read in public.
To a friend of mine, the ones I wish to keep for life, the ones who gave me this book as it was her love at first sight.. This book will go from one hand to the other in this lab, as a motivation for us here to wrap up our 3 years work.
Doakan..
Sunday, February 17, 2013
Rahsia kepimpinan Sultan Muhammad Al-Fateh a review
I didn't know who the speaker was at first, he was a DJ at IKIM it seems and the author of the book I bought a week before I went to his talk, 'Kuasa Kepimpinan Al-Fateh'. Should have bought the book for him to sign, if only I knew earlier.
The talk was as expected interesting. But 2 hours was too short for such knowledge sharing.
Anyhow, let me share on the three things about Sultan Muhammad Al-Fateh (SMAF) that I learned from the talk:
1. Positive thinking.
-SMAF's mom taught him positive thinking since he was little. He woke up every morning, and said positive things about himself and what he wanted to achieve in his life. He did this visually, auditorily and kinesthetically. Perhaps like what Jessica did.
And the mother pasted the map of Constantinopole everywhere in SMAF's room, reminding me of DarwishDarwisya's flash card method.
Why positive thinking? One of the video shared by Ustaz..
Please take your time watching this --> Masaru Emoto's rice experiment
2. Think big before micro thinking.
-For the whole 800 years, Muslim leaders tried to take over Constantinopole, but only at the 10th attempts it succeed. SMAF learned from the history why the previous leaders failed. And he took into account even to the tiniest details, on the perfect season for his army, on the weakest point of the Constantinopole, etc.
3. Focus.
-To sum it all, let's just watch this awarenest test video to see how focus you are.
I guess there are not so many things to be learned in 2 hours. Need to go to his 'Parenting Gaya Al-Fateh' talk one day. But it's motivating enough for me.
Anyhow, Ustaz shared one movie about SMAF which Love and I downloaded from Torrent and watched already last weekend. Fetih 1453. Man, very inspiring. Please go download :) Or if you're staying nearby, just get it from me.
P/S: I wanna go to Turki!!
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