Sunday, May 24, 2015

On this day, this very second, I HATE YOU!

Thursday, May 7, 2015

It's good to be back

Woke up at 130am, from a 2-hour nap to get over my flu, to find my boys are still awake.

Hubby has to go to work soon & it's way past Faheem's bedtime.

Both were sleepy, really.

Mama took over ... with a few splashes of 'minyak angin' on his bum & the usual massages ... both son & dad fell asleep by 2am.

Now mama is wide awake.

Read some FB posts and now here .... I've missed you, my blog.

It's feels good to be back although I'm a bit uneasy to pen my thoughts here. I wonder why. Obviously it's more private here compared to FB but I guess it's the immediate feedback on my posts that got me stuck on FB.

Somehow that is so wrong hehehe ....

I'm here now and I think that is a good thing.

It's good to be back.

Saturday, May 2, 2015

i've got the blogging jitters!

I have 8+1 blogs ... The '1' was the one blog that I accidentally deleted.

After a hiatus of more than 2 years ... With some encouragement, I'm tinkering with the idea of blogging again. 

But I'm a nervous wreck about it.

Should I share my blog? Will anyone find my entries interesting? Will anybody read them? 

Wait a minute ... Why am I bothering with those questions?

I've never been concerned with who's reading my entries ... So why now?

I blog to keep my memories & experiences intact for me to read later.

With that ... I'll come back again ... InsyaAllah.

Friday, May 1, 2015

Faheem Boy

as his aunty Khadijah adoringly calls him.


This is the love of our lives.

One of our greatest gifts from Allah.

MasyaAllah, we are so lucky!

New blog? Nah ...

I thought of starting a new blog. That was my habit when I feel like I've moved on to another chapter of my life.

But after rereading several entries, I feel this is still me.

I haven't changed much, I think. And I still love what I've posted on this blog.

Therefore ... this blog is here to stay ...  welcome to my humble blog.

My playground

Stretching ... fingers cracking ... eyes squinting ... waking up from a loooooong deep sleep.

I've been poked & awaken ... Well, not directly & literally ... but still ....

Thank you to these two friends ... you got me key in the ignition and my engine's warming up.

I haven't blogged for such a long time and reading my past entries is like ... 'Who are you?'

I feel sad that I have lost touch with a lot of things but excited at the same time ... It's time to live again. Not that I haven't been living but more so now ... for me.

Borrowing Madonna's song title ... this was my playground.

I want to come back.