Sedih....

Sedih...Bila isu agama dibicarakan dengan sewenang-wenangnya oleh orang yg bukan arif.

Sedih...Bila sumpah dengan nama Allah diperkotak-katikkan dan dipermain-mainkan oleh masyarakat Islam sendiri.

Sedih...Bila sesama Islam cabar mencabar untuk bersumpah, sedangkan sumpah itu sendiri adalah pekara yang begitu besar, dan berat hukumnya.

Dan sedih...Melihatkan umat Islam berlumba-lumba untuk bersumpah. Seolah-olah sumpah itu adalah "trend" zaman sekarang untuk menegakkan kebenaran masing2.

*sigh*

Ranting....

I’m so pissed with the political situation right now….

Here I am, watching the news and all they got is politicians “kutuk-ing” each other!

Don’t they realize that they are wasting the people’s money???
We PAID them to serve us and the country lah, not to make fuss about who’s right and who’s wrong, who’s better and who’s not, my way is better than yours and so on…

For God’s sake! Just dok diam2 in your office, buat kerja masing2 and find ways on how you can contribute to the wealth of the people!

Apo la....!

Tragic Saturday

I always have this crazy-worry feeling about Lil’ Anis’ safety…

What if she falls from the bed, her head knock the bedside and ada internal bleeding….? What if she wakes up in the middle of the night, put something in her mouth and choke to death…? What if someone kidnap her..? What if she falls from the 5th floor of my brother in law’s apartment…? What if…what if…..

Having all those thoughts, I’ve been very careful and always put my baby’s safety first. Never let her out of my sight. When she “tatih”, I make sure I always by her side, so I can grab her when she lost her balance. We had stopped sleeping on the katil since she started to crawl; and now my backpain is getting bad, with the pregnancy and all… I didn’t complain though... it is after all for my child’s safety.

However, seems like being very careful is not enough, you have to be EXTRA EXTRA careful when dealing with your child’s safety.

That’s what happened to me on one tragic Saturday. I was feeding her moi (bubur nasi) at my sis Muni’s house. I didn’t bring her usual feeding bowl, and rumah Muni pulak takde mangkuk plastik, so I had to use mangkuk kaca.

Lil’ Anis was standing on my left, and the bowl was on my right. My right hand was holding the spoon, the other hand was holding her when out of a sudden, she fell and smashed her face right into the bowl (I don’t know what had gone wrong because it happened so quickly but I think she was trying to grab the bowl).

When I saw the broken glass, I started to panic. I held her up and much to my surprise, I saw about one inch cut just next to her right eyes. Time tu Allah saje yg tau… Luckily Muni (she’s a doctor) was around and she immediately grabbed Anis and examined her wound. The cut was quite deep so Azmir, Muni and her husband took Anis to HUSM. I was asked to stay home….cause I was a bit hysterical...

So they went to the hospital and the doctor there put a glue to hold the wound together. If after 30 mins the wound open again, they would have to stitch the wound. After one hour, the surgical doctor inspected the wound and suggested we proceed with the stitching. Takut luka tu terbukak and lagi teruk parut nanti kalau kena jahit. We had no choice but to agree. While waiting, a second (more senior) doctor came, examined Anis and told us we don’t need to proceed with the stitching cause the glue seems enough to hold the wound. Nasib baik ada 2nd opinion. Kalau tak memang kami dah proceed ngan stitching. Kesian Anis. Dah la dia traumatic dah masa doctor pasang glue tu….

So now she’s healing perfectly. Dah takde open wound or “keruping”…Cuma ada merah2. However, we noticed that she’s a bit traumatic when we went to a clinic/ hospital for my antenatal check-up. Even when I changed her dressing pun, she cried like crazy...Sian dia. But Hubby said she was really brave on the way from my Sis’ house to the HUSM. Tak nangis sangat and sibuk tengok kereta…Cuma masa doctor treat dia, memang nangis gila la….

Now my next mission is to taruk ubat parut banyak2 kasi hilang itu parut. Right now I’m trying the BioOil, tapi my sis kata BioOil not so good. Mederna is better, tapi is it suitable for baby’s skin? Hmm...Any suggestion anyone?

Look-alike Meter

We've been wondering who Little Anis resembles more, me or her Papa?
Some says Azmir Junior, some says ikut Mama...
When Jasmin introduced me to this website, I decided to give it a try...

And here's the result...

MyHeritage: Family trees - Genealogy - Celebrities - Collage - Morph


Hehe...Papa tak puas hati, kata meter rosak la, software tu pening la...etc..etc...
Ape2 aje lah...janji Mama menang! :)

Oooopppsss!

-----Here’s how it started-----

I bought a new sport shoes, cost me about RM 200, saje la ni, for self encouragement kononnya supaya pergi ke aerobic session more religiously…

So I went for 2 aerobic sessions…

Manage to shed few kilos...

But still can’t fit into my old kebaya (although now manage to squeeze myself into my old jeans)

Bought new pair of ESPRIT jeans (as a gift for myself for successfully get rid of that excess weight), that is another RM 200 – nasib baik ada offer….

-----And here’s how it ends-----

Only to find out that..I’m pregnant again!

Don’t get me wrong. We are ABSOLUTELY happy and thankful for this blessed gift from Allah. Insyallah, I will be a mother of two before I turn 30! How cool is that?!

But at the sametime, thinking that I have to go through all the morning sickness (dah start pun skrg, as we speak), swollen feet, monthly antenatal check-up, the cravings, leg cramps bla bla bla…Adoi, penat la jugak. Plus, Little Anis bukan main lasak lagi now ni….

Well, a mother gotta do what a mother gotta do la kan – pass all the household tasks to hubby…. Nasib la kan. Sharing is caring kan Bb kan???

@$#@$#%

Another outdated entry….

My god! Life’s been pretty hectic these days; I didn’t even have the chance to update this blog.

Anyway, now is another time for the performance appraisal – the time for you to sell your self, step up efforts, send various email to everyone (and cc to the managers) to show that you do your work, take up initiatives, create initiatives (and burden others to do it for you)… I mean, you have like the whole year to do all that, last2 minute ni la nak buat initiative tu, initiative ini….Kalu buat sendiri takpela jugak. Ni menyusahkan orang lain along the way….

It’s pretty shame to know that the performance appraisal (in my company) is still based on popularity. Staffs that are HIGHLY visible easily get a good rating while staffs that are low profile get just an average rating. I mean, being visible doesn’t mean he/she did a good job, and likewise, not being visible does not mean that he/she did not do a good job.

What sadden me the most, during the deliberation session, the management simply rank and decides this people is rating 2, these people is rating 3 without even see their PPA write up! Hello, YOU jugak yang suruh staff tulis a structured PPA, YOU jugak yang suruh tulis in detail segala efforts and initiatives yang staff tu dah buat. And yet, masa PPA review, YOU tak tengok pun PPA orang tu.

Do YOU know how much time was spent to karang all those cerita? The sleepless night…the overtime…. Kalau pun tak nak bagi good rating, baca la sikit PPA write up tu….! Appreciate la sikit!

Akak marah ni…

Hmm.. in the end, I guess that’s just how it goes la kan. Kalau dah kulitif tu kulitif jugak…What to do…The most important thing for me now, get my promotion, pack my bag, and leave Kerteh for good….Akak sudah bosan duduk di sini (not bosan with Kerteh, but bosan with PMO!)…huhuhuhu..

Aqiqah

And they say a picture speaks a thousand words....

Little Anis' Majlis Aqiqah and Berendoi 22 Dec 2007 Ipoh, Perak


Alhamdulillah, the ceremony went perfectly, thanks to my family in laws, especially Azmir's mom who slept at 4 a.m. to make sure everything is all set and done. I was a bit exhilarated since Kedahans rarely do all these things, selalu they just buat makan2, takde naik buai etc. Thankfully, Little Anis behaved so well through out the ceremony. That’s my girl. :)

The night before the majlis, Azmir's mom asked me to decorate (What???) the buaian using the cloths, flowers and ribbons that she reserved from our wedding last year. Nak cakap tak nak, kang kena cop menantu derhaka pulak.

So i did, and here how it looked like (after much effort and pain)....

Boleh la kan, considering i did that with my mak mertua looking and scrutinizing from afar while she's packing some kuih muih for the guests...

Huh, debar weh!