Goodbye MH17.

22.08.14 - Malaysia berkabung.

Harta Dunia, Akhirat.
kalau mati itu diiringi sepanduk bagai, apa kita akan lari ke arahnya atau bersembunyi agar tidak didatangi?
kalau kita tahu cara kita mati, apa akan kita duduk dgn rokok di jari sambil mengenang nasib diri?
kalau mati itu pasti, kenapa kita masih di sini mengejar dunia tanpa henti?

dunia ini hanya sementara, buat kita kumpul pahala,
yg dikejar bukan duit, bukan harta,
tapi bekalan buat berjumpa,
dengan Dia, Sang Pencipta,
seluruh alam, seluruh semesta.

Allahu Rabbi, la sharika lah.

Our First Home.

Progress rumah.

Price: RM2**,888

Location: Desa Bahagia, Bandar Baru Permyjaya

Type: Single Storey Intermediate Terrace House

Reason buying: Too personal. Yang tak personal is saja beli. Heeee.

Straight sampai ke belakang.

Bahagian belakang rumah.

Nur Sophie Hanaa

Muhammad Khaleef Saifullah

Keikhlasan.

Today is the 163th day I've put on hijab. Belum sempurna tapi cuba untuk sempurna. Masa awal-awal ada yang bertanya sejak bila berhijab, saya jawab "baru hari ke 23 (dgn nada yg sgt excited)." Dia jawab "Siap kira hari (dgn nada sinis)." Mula-mula terasa hati, tapi kalau terasa hati maksudnya manusia yg aku cuba pikat, bukan Allah, pencipta alam dan semesta. Kalau mudah sgt terasa hati maksudnya kita sombong dan tak ingat diri.

Benih baru nak bangkit, kena siram dan baja. Hati yang baru nak bangkit, kena disiram dengan apa? - Hlovate.

Ada juga yang tegur, belajar agama tak payah tinggi-tinggi, takut nanti bingung sendiri. Aku tersentap, mula-mula tak paham apa yg cuba disampaikan. Tapi aku cuba positif, barangkali dia risau aku sesat, takut aku taksub, takut nanti aku bawa anak-anak ke medan tempur.

Being a revert is not easy. Aku masih belajar, jadi yg terbaik yang saya mampu, yg wajib aku baiki agar sempurna, yg sunat aku cuba perbanyakkan dan istiqomah. Mati itu pasti. Tp kenapa kita masih terkejut apabila orang sekeliling kita pergi? Apa kita lupa mati itu bila-bila?

Masa awal-awal cuba hafal alif ba ta, selalu sgt nangis aku rasa ingin putus asa. Aku tak biasa tgk huruf-huruf hijaiyah, jadi aku tulis setiap huruf sampai penuh satu muka macam budak tadika, kalau kira umur aku rasanya baru pra-tadika kot! Tapi hakikatnya, umur ku sudah tua. Aku risau nanti aku sunyi duduk dalam liang lahad kerana tak pernah mengaji. Mulut tak erti berzikir kerana lidah kelu tak pernah dipraktikkan masa nyawa masih dikandung badan.

Kita hidup utk akhirat. Stp perkara kita buat ingat akhirat. Takutnya aku pada azab kubur pada api neraka. Takutnya aku kalau aku tidak sempat berubah, risau neraca berat ke dosa. Pahalanya langsung tiada nilai.

Untungnya mereka yg Islam dari lahir. Pahala mereka sudah semestinya banyak. Tidak perlu risau bila melambatkan solat. Tidak perlu risau sunyi dalam liang lahad, kerana masa kecik-kecik lagi sudah banyak mengaji.

Ikhlas tuh bukan kita yang ukur, tu biar Allah yang tentukan. Jangan sampai kita tinggalkan amal ibadat sebab tak nak riak dgn manusia, kerana tu la tanda kita riak dengan Allah. - Hlovate.

Kesederhanaan.

Kalau dulu-dulu, ada sebuah kereta saga di rumah sudah cukup berada. Kalau ada kereta 4-wheel itu kaya raya. Keluarga aku jenis makan gaji. Setiap bulan terima gaji kami ke Nguikee beli sehelai baju setiap seorang. Bapa aku ada kereta honda accord sebuah yang cat nya luntur jadi kami spray pakai spray biasa biar tidak tampak karatnya. Aku cukup minat melihat bapa aku mengerepair keretanya yg betul-betul banyak problem. Bapa aku jenis perfectionist. Syukur kerana adanya bapa aku kerja bertukang utk Kemahiran Hidup aku terjamin siap, terjamin kemas, terjamin berjaya!

Zaman sekarang semuanya lain. Ada dua kereta tapi makannya tidak cukup. Ada telefon pintar, tab, ipad tapi bulan-bulan masih minta belanja ahli keluarga. Katanya miskin, tapi tidak miskin; katanya kaya, tapi masih meminta-minta. Dulu ibu aku pesan belajar rajin-rajin supaya dapat kerja senang, aku jenis cukup takut dgn markah rendah (kiasu?) belajar sambil telan nescafe 3 in 1 agar mata kekal terbuka luas. Apabila stress hisap sebatang dua rokok buka mata besar-besar agar mata pedih terkena asap. Migrain, sakit kepala itu cukup biasa sampai terkena kencing berdarah kerana tangguh2 ke tandas kerana ingin fokus menghafal. Tiada yang senang dlm dunia ini. Even kalau dah jadi bos, orang bawah akan condemn cakap bos duduk ofis goyang kaki, email arah itu ini. Eh, apa ibumu tidak pesan benda yg sama? Mahu kerja senang, belajar rajin-rajin.

Aku ingin anak aku hidup dalam kesederhanaan. Tidak perlu permainan mewah, tidak perlu melancong bagai, tidak perlu baju branded kerana itu bukan impian aku. Aku cuma ingin hidup dalam kesederhanaan walaupun pada hakikatnya duit gaji kami suami isteri sudah cukup untuk bermewah. Tapi parasit kami liat, ditagih-tagih pusing-pusing kami juga yg kena. Alahai punyanya penat tengok cerita angkut bakul di laman sosial kononnya makan mewah mereka itu hasil titik peluh mereka semata-mata. Sampai kami terngidam ngidam. Nasib sudahku unfriend kalau tak buat perut lapar saja.

So, sekarang, boleh aku hantar resignation letter? Sigh. Aku cuma ingin bercucuk tanam sawi belakang rumah bersama anak-anak.

Kalimah Syahadah.

Browsing through old photos make me realize how far I've came, how much I've changed, how much I've grew to someone I never thought I would become.

Kalimah Syahadah.
I must say this was the point where I never thought I would face. Grew up in a Christian family, a frequent church-goer (although in uni I skipped church so frequently just because, you cannot give excuses for not attending church, blergh.), I've dreamed sailing with big ship to reach out to people out there sharing the good news, but here I am, reciting dua kalimah syahadah because I never thought it would flow to the mouth so naturally, I never thought I would felt so comfortable reciting them. When I first met Ustaz Abdul Latif, my best friend's father, who is so kind and treated me like his own daughter, the first thing he taught me was dua kalimah syahadah. He wrote them on a piece of paper and recites them again and again. They sounded so familiar, they sounded so easy, but when I tried to recite them my heart trembled and I cried. At that point, I wasn't sure if I should proceed with my decision to embrace Islam or should I just went on with the registration in order to marry the love of my life. Eventually I hardened my heart and went on with the registration forgetting that Allah itu maha mengetahui. Who am I cheating? Who am I hiding what's deep down in my heart?

So I went on with my life, I went to church once or twice, never perform my solat (alasan nya sebab tidak hafal al-fatihah). I'm not going to blame anyone in this, because it was my responsibility to seek for knowledge. JAIS called me once or twice, asking me if I would be available Saudara Baru classes, but I gave seribu satu alasan. Sobs. How could I be so ignorant?

After giving birth to my first child, I was more open in learning about Islam, I memorize al-fatihah and learn to perform solat. It wasn't perfect; I never tried to make it perfect after all. I perform prayers when I'm in deep trouble, I fast like other muslim but did not perform solat. Jika solatnya tak sempurna, apa ibadah lain akan sempurna? So all these years, my good deeds that I thought would save me from hell were actually tak sempurna.

When I had my second baby, my life was so much of chaos. I stressed out so easily, frequent migraine attack sometimes I thought I might lose my mind and go crazy. I was hot-tempered, small things can easily annoy the hell out of me. Until one day, I broke down and cried.

I remembered the day when my mom found out I was smoking. I was in Form 3, was about to sit for trial PMR in a day or two. I was looking for my pack of cigarette but failed. It was nowhere to be found! After some intense lecture by my mom, I went to the room and hid under the bed and sobbed. I cried with full of regret.

So that day, I did the same thing. Dengan badan yang besar, mengensot bawah katil and I sobbed and reflect. Where did I do wrong? What was I lacking? Why was everything so beyond my control? I'm trying to be the best mother, to be the best wife, to be the best daughter, but why everything was going against me? Jawapannya cukup mudah, jika solatnya tak sempurna, ibadah lain pun tak akan sempurna. After hiding under the bed, I hid in the closet sampai runtuh almari. Then I realized, I'm fat, I did not take care of myself. If I could not take care of myself, then how could I take care of my loved ones? So I walked out the closet, mandi segala mandi, and perform my very first solat yang niatnya lillahi ta'ala! Bukan untuk saja-saja cukup syarat jadi muslim, bukan untuk saja-saja kerana risau anak tak pernah tgk orang solat, bukan untuk stretching tulang belakang, tapi lillahi ta'ala!

The five pillars of Islam:
1) Shahadah
2) Salat
3) Zakat
4) Sawm (fasting in the month of Ramadan)
5) Hajj

Of all the five pillars, cuma solat sahaja ibadat badan yang tidak boleh diganti oleh orang lain. Nanti jika kamu sudah meninggal, tiada siapa yang boleh bayar hutang solatmu.

My life is still a chaos. Dengan anak-anak yang kadang-kadang menguji kesabaran tapi hati ini tenang, hati ini tahu jalan keluar, hidup dan matiku kerana Allah.


Jgn dilihat siapa yang berkata-kata. Ambil yang jernih, buang yang keruh. I'm not going to please anyone here, except Him.

Borak-borak.

Setiap kali balik kampung suami aku, aku tak erti untuk borak-borak. Entah. I find that there's nothing I could share. Or maybe I just find that there's nothing so important that I need to share or I have to share. I prefer to listen and listen and sometimes slowly ignore.

Manusia punya cara pemikiran yang cukup berbeza. Pelbagai perspektif yang kadang-kadang bercanggah, pendapat yang kadang-kadang sukar dikomprehen, ulasan yang kadang-kadang menjunam ke laut, simply because we grow up in different environment with different teaching and understanding.

I grew up in an environment where woman should do every housework, and man who helps with housework itulah dambaan wanita. Anak-anak adalah tanggungjawab ibu and every request for anything, money, toy, keluar jalan-jalan must be made through the mother, and the mother will let the father knows and seek for approval. So when I told my mom that I was sick, her first question was "Can you take care of the kids?" So I say "Husband is here, so yes, he could take care of the kids." My mother sounded hesitant. The only time I remembered my dad was in the kitchen cooking was when my mother was in the hospital.

Aku harus bilang aku ini isteri yang garang tapi cepat mengalah. Bebelan aku cukup banyak depan suami tapi di hadapan orang ramai aku cuma seorang ibu yang sibuk mengejar anak-anak ke depan, ke dapur, ke tandas etc. Tapi syukur suami aku boleh disuruh. Setiap kali berpantang dia sudi tolong scrubkan dinding toilet. So sudah beranak dua ini, sudah dua kali dia tolong bersihkan toilet. Bravo, husband!

Marriage does not lay on straight horizon. There are ups and downs with kids running around the curve, for every twist and turn, you know deeply the love grow stronger, the foundation grows firmer, and the bond is unbreakable.

Home Sweet Home.

Kalau bercakap pasal rumah aku punya seribu impian! Ingin ada yang cantik bagai istana, tapi kecil agar tidak penat aku menyapu dan mengemop.

Our process of purchasing a house was not a smooth one. Tapi apa yang berada di bawah bumbung bukan untuk dilambung, jadi kita telan saja kisah lama dan mulalah menabung.

Layout of our very first home!

We bought a single storey terrace house. It is due to complete next year in March. So we are expecting to move in to our new house maybe the day when we could get the key? There's a lot of renovation planning in mind, with no money on hand, empty bank accounts. Nevertheless, we will not stop dreaming for our very first home. The home where we could do a lot and a lot of ibadah. Insya Allah!

Abu Hurairah radhiyallahu ‘anhu mengabarkan dari Rasulullah Shallallahu ‘alaihi wa sallam, beliau bersabda:
لاَ تَجْعَلُوْا بُيُوْتَكُمْ مَقَابِرَ، إِنَّ الشَّيْطَانَ يَنْفِرُ مِنَ الْبَيْتِ الَّذِي تُقْرَأُ فِيْهِ سُوْرَةُ الْبَقَرَةِ “Janganlah kalian menjadikan rumah-rumah kalian sebagai kuburan. Sesungguhnya setan akan lari dari rumah yang di dalamnya dibacakan surah Al-Baqarah.”
(HR. Muslim no. 1821)

 

Sophie.

I have a two-year old daughter named Nur Sophie Hanaa whom we called Sophie or Sopi (with high pitch at the end when she refused to listen to us).

She's independent and tough. Cry just to attract attention but she can do everything on her own, especially in entertaining herself. I'm so proud of you, Sophie. You are the reason why I'm still here, fighting.

Bacaan Doa Berlindung Dari Musibah Berat

“Allaahumma innii a’uuzubika min jahdil balaa’i wa darakisy syaqaa’i wa suu ‘il qadaa’i wa syamaatatil a’da ‘i”

“Ya Allah, aku berlindung kepada-Mu dari musibah yang berat, celaka yang menimpa, keputusan (qada) yang buruk, dan kejahatan para musuh. (H.R. Bukhari)”

A bouquet of tulip.

I love flowers especially tulips. I find them timid yet beautiful. When I was 'younger', I used to cut out the image of tulips from tissue boxes and made them into bookmark, birthday card etc. I'm no creative people so my handcrafts were ugly. Even my handwriting is ugly.

And so today I pray for a bouquet of tulip flowers. Just to make me feel that I'm appreciated. Just to make me know they care. And to let me know that out there, there is someone reading this post.

Tulip cultivation farm, Netherlands

Senang Hatikah Kita Melihat Orang Lain dalam Kesusahan?

Saya bangun tengah malam untuk buat sesi "power pumping". Sambil itu saya muhasabah diri. Saya cuba untuk melihat kesenangan diri dari perspektif orang lain. Senangkah hidup saya? 

Sering kali kita rasa kasihan apabila melihat kesusahan orang lain yang tiada kaitan darah dengan kita. Apabila membelek surat khabar terpampang wajah anak kecil yang menderita akibat didera, hati kita pun berbisik "Ya ampun, kesian nyaaa!" Tapi apabila saudara mara datang meminjam wang kita sering kali berasa berat hati untuk meminjam, mengapakah? Ya, ini soalan yang saya tuju untuk diri saya. Mengapa begitu berat hati ini untuk menolong orang yang saya kenal lebih dari anak kecil yang terpampang di surat khabar itu? Kalau kita google masalah rumahtangga selalunya berkaitan dengan keluarga atau saudara mara ingin pinjam duit, dilema ingin bagi pinjam ke tidak, soal jawab agama wajibkah membantu mereka yang asyik meminjam duit dan tak pulang-pulang dsb. Tiada (mungkin ada, tapi jarang sekali) soalan yang berkaitan haruskah saya menderma kepada anak kecil yang kena dera and what not. You get what I mean?

Saya ingat lagi semasa saya hampir bersalin Khaleef, kerana khuatir kos pembedahan (Cesar operation) melebihi had insuran ketika itu iaitu RM6k, saya dan suami berusaha untuk meminjam duit untuk back-up in case kos melebihi had tersebut. Bapa saya ketika itu pula sedang berada di offshore. Tapi, tidak ada seorang pun yang ingin membantu. Bukan minta, tapi pinjam! Semasa bersalin Sophie, bapa saya baru sahaja menerima duit kwsp dia, jadi kami tidak risau sekiranya terlebih had (terlebih RM300 ketika itu), bapa saya yang tolong bayarkan sebab dia memang sayang akan saya yang ketika itu menganggur, hihi!. Perasaan sebelum bersalin Khaleef ketika itu sangat hiba, dengan dilema tak tahu ingin proceed dengan normal atau operate lagi, tekanan tak tahu bila baby nak keluar dan saya cukup kenal suami saya yang tidak akan menolak kalau orang lain yang ingin meminjam. Biarlah suami saya terpaksa berhutang dengan pihak bank dengan menebar kad kredit beliau kepada cashier ketika membeli barang keperluan rumah, biarlah suami saya menanggung late charge fee dengan menangguh pembayaran kereta, kerana itu lah sifat beliau yang saya ingin pelajari; to put others' need beyond own need.

Jadi semalam saya fikir dalam-dalam. Senangkah hidup saya? Ya, hidup saya cukup senang! Saya ada otak yang masih geliga dan badan yang semakin sihat! My limbs are all functioning well, and most importantly saya ada suami saya dan anak-anak saya. Tidak apa hidup dalam kesederhanaan jika "kelebihan" pendapatan dikongsi bersama saudara mara. Tidak apa jika tidak mampu membeli rumah sendiri (rumah di Miri sangat sangat sangat sangat mahal ok!) dan benamkan hasrat membawa Kia Forte jika "kelebihan" pendapatan boleh memberi kehidupan selesa kepada saudara mara. Bukahkan itu perasaan kasihan yang sama apabila melihat budak mempakai kopiah berjalan sini sana meminta derma di kedai mamak? Tidak perlu kita fikir kalau buat begini dia tidak akan belajar untuk berusaha kerana setiap perbuatan pasti akan dapat pahala/dosa/hikmah nya. Siapa kita untuk mengadili semua itu? Saya ingin ada rumah besar yang selesa, jadi saya harus bekerja keras untuk mencapai keinginan tersebut, saya ingin makan mewah, jadi saya harus belajar menguruskan wang, saya ingin berjalan-jalan melancong serata dunia, saya harus belajar menabung. Bukan duduk bertenggek, mengadu saudara mara pinjam duit tak pulang-pulang kerana kesenangan kita bukan milik kita sahaja. Rezeki kita ditentukan oleh Dia. Kalau ada orang datang meminta tolong, jangan fikir oh nanti hujung bulan aku  tidak ada duit, tapi fikirkan lah apa yang orang itu hadapi esok kalau kita tidak menghulurkan bantuan.

Oh, semasa bersalin Khaleef, total fee terlebih RM155 sahaja, syukur kami ada duit sebanyak itu dan boleh claim dari kompeni tempat saya bekerja. Nahh, ini pun kesenangan, bukan?

Confinement (part 2)

Remember when i talked about confinement? I believe every people or every race i would say will have different style of confinement. Chinese will have their hair not wash for a month, the Iban will have to sit beside fire all day, the Malay will need to bath everyday and so on. So what can we conclude from here? YES! Different people will have different style of confinement!

What I'm about to write here today is my dissatisfaction towards those who condemn others just because they have different style of confinement. Latest remark I got from my colleague was how ignorant I am in berpantang makan. Yes, I breastfeed. But breastfeeding doesn't mean you can't eat what you want to eat. Yes, I underwent cesarean operation. But my doctor didn't tell me that I should not have any seafood. Why did old folks warn us certain food was simply because different people might have different reaction toward certain food (read allergic). I'm not allergic to seafood so why must I stop myself eating them? Funny right?

Ahhh yes, I do not have the gut to yell at them upfront. Simply because yelling at them will show how immature I am. It was no use talking to them after all because every people confine in different way. Oh they do not even have kids yet!

I'm super mad!

Today, I am super duper mad. I feel like throwing tantrum everywhere to everyone. But I can't.  I just can't. I am a mother,  and a mother should know how to control her temper. A mother should be seen as a perfect person who would raise perfect kids to be a perfect person, no?

So what am I mad at? I'm mad at people. Those selfish people.Orang selalu ingat kerja laut seronok. Duit masyuk, rumah besar, kereta mewah, makan sedap, shopping sakan, dompet berisi. Mereka lupa pelaut turun ke laut dengan meletak nyawa mereka di hujung tanduk. What if something happen on the platform/ship? They have no where to run except down to the sea, kan? Dalam laut ada ikan besar, jerung, obor-obor, mungkin spongebob yang tak seberapa friendly kepada manusia. Tak payah cakaplah pasal letupan, minyak terpancut, kebakaran, gas bertoksik, heli rosak, serangan lanun, diculik lanun dsbnya. Understand the risk? Kelakar kan kalau orang cakap orang kerja offshore kaya banyak duit, boleh beli apa saja.

Thus, the madness.

i swear!

I seldom swear. For me, swearing is for those who is difficult to earn someone else's trust. It might because of their well-known breaking-promises habit, or maybe because the counter part is having issues to see promises being fulfilled.

And today, i swore..

Why do i swear? Simply because I want my counter part to know how serious I am in making that particular promise. I swear because it can help putting pressure on me to keep the promise I've made. I swear because I couldn't find other word to let her know how committed I am in keeping my promise. But I wonder if she could understand anything I've just said to her. I wonder after a day or two she could still remember what I told her when we were in the car heading to her nursery school.

I still think swearing is not good. When you promise, fulfill them. If you can't fulfill them, then don't promise. I used to be taught on how a person could use the word "Insya-Allah" as in exchange with the word "See 1st la". Somehow they become synonym that I came to believe "insya-Allah" simply means "I'll think about it". So whenever a person said "insya-Allah" , my hope would just flew away...

So, this is why I swore.

Contented.

Today i feel so contented. Perhaps it is true when they say mixing with positive ppl build a positive you. I feel so lucky to get to know some positive ppl. It makes me want to improve myself, improve my family, and most importantly to improve my relationship with The Almighty.

retrenchment.

Not a good topic to talk about, but I need to let it all out. Our company is currently not in a good base to maintain its people. Projects are going slow, a few of on-going project, but not enough to give everyone man-hour to charge to. Thus, the retrenchment. The sad part is even the permanent staffs are affected and the term, late-in-first-out is being used here as a basis of "letting go" its permanent staffs. So I have to be prepared mentally to receive any letter within next week, or maybe next next week.
My dad experienced the same thing when he was with Shell in 1990's. During economy downturn, the company have to retrench its contract staff in order to stand still. He fought to be maintained but to disappointment. It is usual for the company to retrench the contract staff first before the permanent staff. That's one of the biggest benefit of being a permanent staff despite the smaller salary compared to those contract staff.
So now the 'what-if' question starts to pop. What if I'm among them? They will be no income, no more online-shopping, no more money to provide to the parents, and we will have to cut down our expenses and ask for money from those who are borrowing money from us. Sigh..

Rumah!

To own a house of my own is always my dream. No need big big house, small yet comfortable house is more than enough for me. When you have your own house, then you can drill holes anywhere you like, paint them in your fav colours, and most importantly, no hesitation when it comes in writing down your mailing address. Why is this important for me? Simply because, you don't have to bother to change your mailing address every time you move from one rented house to another rented house. You won't want your credit card statement to be at the wrong hand, do you?

So, because of this, we bought a house! Wheee to us! But it is still under construction. According to the agreement, it shall be completed by 2015, insya-Allah! Can't wait to move to our own new house!

I'll talk more on the process of purchasing a house in future entry okay!

Why vitamin B-complex?

During this confinement period, i found vitamin B-complex is very important to ensure my body is strong enough to take care of lil' Khaleef and his big sister, Sophie. Thank God for an understanding husband who would cook lunch and dinner for me so that i can have enough rest during the day. Okay back to our topic, why vitamin B-complex?

Vitamin B-complex contains all the B vitamins;  B1 (thiamine), B2 (riboflavin), B3 (niacin), B5 (pantothenic acid), B6, B7 (biotin), B9 (folate) and B12. These B vitamins help to produce energy and form red blood cells. Red blood cells main function is to deliver oxygen to the body tissues. Deficiency in B vitamins can cause tiredness, anemia, loss of appetite, depression, abdominal pain, muscle cramps, hair loss, and eczema. Taking certain B vitamins can help prevent kidney disease, migraines (i suffered with this almost everyday during my second pregnancy), heart disease, breast cancer etc. 

Currently i'm consuming Shaklee B-complex with folic acid. Folic acid is essential in helping the formation of the red blood cells in our body. It can help to prevent neural tube defects for women who are planning pregnancy before conception. It contains no artificial flavours, sweeteners, colours, and no preservatives added. Natural it is! Try toconsume them, with God's willing, you will certainly feel and see the difference!

Rain.

I really love it when it rains. Especially during this confinement period. When it rains, i feel less hot and i can sleep more soundly since the baby is enjoying the cold weather too. One thing i like the most when it rains is the smell of the road. I used to work at field before. Sometimes, it is enough just to smell the rain after a long hour working under the hot sun. It refreshes the mind, soul and body. And of course, if it rains, we can go back early and mengular. 

Can't wait to end this confinement. I want to be strong and healthy, because i believe a supermom can be produced!

Breastfeeding.

I have a family member who doesn't support breastfeeding. Why? I have no idea too. It hurts everytime when she came to visit and put a remark that i have not enough breast milk to supply to little khaleef. The same thing happened when i was breasfeeding sophie. I was katak di bawah tempurung at that time, having this remark constantly uttered to my ear, i surrender and gave up. This i regret till forever. This time, i am more knowledge equipped. Breastmilk is produced based on demand. Whenever there is demand, there will be production. Most importantly, sabar, doa, usaha and tawakal. This is for a good cause, God will provide. He will certainly provide!

Health supplement.

I only managed to get B3 for my SPM Biology paper. I've struggled to the very end. My strategy of sleeping at 12 midnight and to wake up at 4a.m. for final revision had failed me after all. I even took the courage to swallow 2 packs of nescafe 3-in-1 to make the eyes stayed open. Little that i know lacking of sleep makes the brain less functional and what i've read few hours before the paper was not there in my memory registry. I went to the examination hall feeling so much tired than confident. During my uni life, i learned to take things more slowly. I put less stress on myself and try to manage my time wisely. But in uni, staying awake till late midnight is a trend. To hang out at mamak after hours of revision is a must. But i did not take any nescafe 3-in-1 to stay awake. When the eyes can't take it anymore, i'll go to bed and have some rest. But during lectures and tutorials, i tried to grab as much as possible so that when i revise, i'd spent less time understanding what i read. I was no bright student who score in every subject, i was an average student with average learning rate but was hardworking enough to make myself able to compete with others. I got dean's list award for seven consecutive semester. My final semester was a tough one. Met a crazy guy which i can't let go off up till this moment. Constantly went out for movies, dinner, supper, and what not. So it is true they say uni life is the best among all.

Oh back to the topic. Health supplement. Now, being a mother of two, health supplement is part of the meal. A working mother of two makes my schedule tighter, more laundry to be washed, more tummy to be fed, more needs to be met etc. I'm not saying that i depend on supplement to stay active, but they do help! They help me to reduce stress as well. How? Simply by giving me more energy. When you are less tired, you will have enough energy to attain to various need and request from those around you. Now this is important as mother because it is my job to take care of my loved ones; to make sure they have enough love and attention. I wont talk any science or chemistry or what not here, because it is not my field. Give me some time to study them, and i'll get back to you in future entry. I have 60 days minus 14 days to spend! Wheee.