long long wilayah weekend!!

its probabbly gonna be a long friday today (there will be a meeting which starts at 3pm. aiyooo)..but hell, my coffee havent really kicked in to start.

when a public holiday falls on either friday or monday (or as this weekend its thaipussam and hari Wilayah, some are having both days off, so syokk!!)...its a good long break/rehat for all of us...

of course long holidays also means long jams, long lines at the shopping malls. Some take this long weekend to travel outside KL (abalone and his family are off to Lumut..haveFun loves!) where else others are long gone for their holiday slash honeymoon (My parents, my lilBro and his wife are in Jakarta having a blast...jeles jeles!! hehehe)

as for us?

its gonna be springCleaning our sweetDeserted home in Bangi
bole?

haha..
(taken masa celebrating bb ash first birthday. some might wonder, where's the bday boi?)

Happy Wilayah Persekutuan Day to Kuala Lumpur, Labuan and Putrajaya
from ME born in the Federation itself!!

Wishing you grow more trees and flowers, cleaner toilets, Lovely niteLights and less less trafficJams! ( " ,) (oh better signages.. haha)

demam nak besar ni (eh?!)

alhamdulilah bb ash hardly got sick before he turned one.

From all the bb dev books i've read, baby being sick before one needs immediate/ special care and attention.

so to me, NO delaying if bb ash gets sick.

I guess if you ask rafek, he'd proudly say i over react most of the time..(hahaha)

even before bb ash was born, i purchased a temp gadget that tests thru the ear
(altho, thru reading that is not really the best place)
but i bought it anyways, and stuck it in his ears everytime he feels a bit warm
(or i get connected to my motherInstinct..ok ok delusion-al..say it.. haha)

and so over the last weekend,
came the day
(i cant say the day ive been waiting for.. maybe the day ive been ready for.. )
and to make things worst, both my trusted parentalGuidance Council aka my parents were away...

but a delusive slash pasionate plus (yes yg) over-reacting mama like me,
will always have plans and steps ready in her head.

step one : relax (constantly telling myself this.. hahaha)

step two : take temp and record time of taking the temp, temp should be taken every two hours

step three : look for spots, raches anything unusual on his body.
NOTE : if there is, screw all other steps, to the doc immediately

step four : open fridge and look for his meds (which are not yet expired of course)

step five : give the right amount of meds and record the time

step six : repeat step one to five for the next 48 hours

step seven :there's no more steps idiot, to the docs, IMMIDIATELY!!

(bhahaha)


Bb ash didnt cry or anything, but he kept putting his fingers in his mouth, bitting them and not wanting to sit on his own, slightly in active.

then i realised his 7th teeth is coming out and he constantly nak mencangkung, like readily to stand up without the usual support.

and if you ask most parentalGuidance council, it could be normal fever of growing up..(wht?!!)

so i hold on to that fact for the next 48 hours, i didnt sleep all nite because i constantly want to make sure his temp doesnt go any higher than 39.5.

I also did all i can to bring his temp down- bogel him, rub ice on his forehead and places that is heating up, made sure he drank more fluids, trying my best to tempek that coolFever thingi.

he kept pulling it off, and i understand him being sick and cranky, i gave in. i helped him pull it off, and hugged him a bit longer...


but i didnt want anything go to waste, kan
(hehehehe)

and so the whole sunday was totally about him.

i noticed how he doesnt finish his food, doesnt take his evening naps, he just sits.. and so i recehck my steps and realised a mistake i made:

step four : open fridge and look for his meds (which are not yet expired of course).

by then it was sunday evening and only by then (duhhhh) i realised ive been giving him a slightly less dosage of meds that he was suppose to take.

ive been giving him paracetemol for under one years old, no wonder his fever kept coming (and going). and so i got him panadol for kids 1 to 6years old

by monday morning, it was still up (39.2) and i had to forget being the work-a-Psiko for a day and stayed home.

I was hopeful his fever will go away soon.

48hours was approaching but i was hopeful the panadol will work.

and alhamdulilah by noon, there were signs that it was going down, and himself being back to his normalCheeky self

as i am writing,
this work-a-psiko is back to his habitat (hahaha),

ParentalGuidance Council are back and monitoring him, and

bibik pulak demam (apakah?!!)

p/s: while watching him sleep, i "womanised"my bberry by adding gurLy applications ie an application that monitors my mestrual cycle siap tells me when im subur and predicts my next period, apps on dolce n gabana and a magazine apps that give tips on women health, beauty.
(ida and dills, i hope ure reading this..kira motivation to fasterLar buy bberry..heheheh)

whisper away

just another manic monday.
but Ive been wanting to blog this since 5am this morning but haven't gotten the chance (plus the internet something weng la today aiyoo) since work is increasing-Ly insane.

i read somewhere about a parent seeking help for their 10 year old who still wets the bed everynite. SomeOne else suggested that to talk to him when he is at his subconscious level i.e. asleep. this method is like hypnotism but somehow works as well.

and so i use this technique on ashraff
(but he has no wetting the bed issue since he is still in diapers hahaha)
and tell him things i want him to be :

i whisper to him to be berguna, smart, creative, rajin, kind, helpful, friendly to other humans, animals and the environment (hahah), funny, soleh.......














i whisper to him to always think like a leader yet humble, laugh out at life and wash away all evil thoughts, respect the elders, be gentlemen like open/hold doors, give flowers to lovely/sweet ladies (wahh) , be patient when it comes to women.. haha.....









i also whisper to him to always remember us, mama and abah jst like how i do to my parents,
to love us unconditionally, no matter how disagreeing we can be....
and if at that point when mama cannot whisper anymore,
to always doa for our wellness dunia dan akhirat...insyallah


wonder if i should whisper to rafek on the choice of my next LV hbag ( " ,)..

S.T.R.E.S.S

i heared on the radio that somebody had the time to define or sentenced out the word STRESS:

Saya

Tidak

Rasa

Emosi

Saya

Stabil

i didnt hear the rest of the radio show (because i like to channelHop, if there is such a word.. haha)

to be honest, i only associate stress with work.

and truthfully and lateLy ive realised stess is getting on my nerve.

i hate stress and the fact it haunts me right till my time to sleep.

Worst id have nightMares of work/meeting that iLL b doing the next day (bole?)

there are also those instantStress, you know, pc goes off when ure typing something urgent. documents go missing early in the morning and you to brief bosses 3minutes ago, and the worst the person that promises you things (or could be just bullshitting) then comes back and tells another story..

sometimes i laughOut my stress.

When im stuck , with one end being screwed by my boss, and the other being annoyed that things dont go my way, i laugh it all out, so loud till i cry pun ada. aiyoo

i strongly believe that stress is associated wit the level of commitment i have ,

sorry ,

not to my work,

but to the present/working Government.

the stronger i believe that i can make a difference in the system, and that i cannot bare the idea of letting things go without a good fight, the mightier the stress will be.

and at the end of the day, having that in mind, i will go thru whtever stress that comes.(bring it on!!)

iLL find ways to beat the stress- buy more stressBalls, shout, singOutLoud, sleep during lunchHour, spill it all out to rafek, etc..

and hope to NOT come a day where i myself dont believe in that commitment anymore...

sighh..

there's always a first

its 5.20am and im up early to catch up on work. its a hectic week. infact i think iLL be doing this october (sigghhh)
but that is a different story.

last sunday, we had the long awaited brunch. the usual geng would be just us 3, dills-ida-me, brunch at our fav coffeeBean near ida's place.
but this time, we've decided to expand our BrunchGroup by adding another three.

this time it was panCakes at the curve. i heart the curve for its baby/child friendly environment. most of the time i pass thru the baby changing diaper area, i feel like just saje-saje je nak tukar nappy bb ash in there (bole?!!)



ida, dills and i have known each other since we were 15 and although the three of us pretty much went our own ways after SriAman, somehow throughOut the years we've managed to keep in touch, and thx to FB, connecting to each other is just an "update" button away (haha)

sometimes along the way, i meet frends i immidiately have an instant click (and cannot explain why) and dills and ida are among the first of that kind in which i'm convinced, separated at birth.


as i am blogging this, bb ash just turned one and bb Daliya 3 months plus. this is the first for all of us. First for me to bring bb ash to meet my BrunchGeng. First for Ida to bring Daliya out just the two of them and First for Dila to lepak with us after her wedding.

obviously we all had a lot of catching up to do, right?
adoi catchingUp this time was also a first experience for all of us.

our conversation was like dila talking but looking at bb ash because he kept calling dilla to talk to him, ida pulak talking while breastfeeding daliya and me, had to make sure bb ash doesnt throw/lick/makeNoise while listening (trying) to the conversation...aiyo..

haha.

but we had goodFun and cant wait for our next Brunch.

dont give me that look dear, somehow i knw ure up to something.. haha


p/s: i did mention adding three right, the third was my bibik. more of an offDay for her. she found warungAyam Penyek and went home all smiling haha.

i know, im becoming a typical mem of the house, eerrkk!
ok bb ash is up...

oh takut pls!!

Def -A phobia is an intense, unrealistic fear, which can interfere with the ability to socialize, work, or go about everyday life, that is brought on by an object, event or situation.

my confessions on my phobias -sangt tidak masuk akal.

top 3 on my head

scared of : clowns, durians and POLICEMEN

a few years ago (i believe there is a reason why certain movies are rated), ok way way when i was young, i watch this scaryMovie called "IT". its about a dressed up/full makeUp clown (siap with a long telinga to telinga smile) goes around killing people. i remembered i couldnt sleep that nite. and i believe that triggerred why i get all frozen and scared (berpeluh all) when i am near one.

a frend of mine who thought my phobia of clowns can be cured by quitely sitting one right next to me (wht the hell was he thnkng!!), only found out how loud i could scream and how fast my hands can move in defense...it was a tragic scene k. the whole restaurant stopped and looked at our table. i attacked the clown (pushing his face away, as if he was attacking me, bole??) while screaming my lungs out.

poor clown.

durians, mmmm..ive blogged about this.. its a phobia or an affair, u can name it all u want.

which comes to my third wackiest Phobia-POLICEMEN.

yep, well dressed policemen, be it i see on the roads or in meetings (ie policemen attending a meeting wearing full uniform), i get all scared inside.

i will first sit up straight.

then try to loose all focus on him, look elsewhere, but hell its always too obvious that in the end the policemen will start the conversation.

i keep telling myself, im a big gurl! i cant be scared, apa yg i buat, i didnt to anything wrong

so as the years went by, whenever i attend a meeting and theres somehow a policemen sitting closeby, i overcome first by being blunt "encik, sebenarnya saya ni kalau tngok polis, somehow kecut perut, tak tahu kenapa"

as if that helps. the police thinks its my way of starting a conversation. demmit!

and so yesterday after a long day, i was stopped by a policemen during a roadBlock.

the worst fear has come to life.

this is it, im facing my ultimate fear, facing the POLICEMEN

segala doa i kumat kamit, no jampi.

just them doa senangkan keadaan, murahkan rezeki that mama so oftenly remind me recite every morning...

i did that haram u-turn a while ago, but i dont think the policemen saw,

but whtever it was, i was there. stopped by the police and as i can see him approaching my car, i thought of that attack i did on the clown

then i remembered the story of a lady in KL who fainted after a policemen stopped her , just because she this fear of policemen, but in the end she was stopped because he car plate was falling off..

i tried to calm myself...breath breath...

i lowered down my window, showed my best smile (i dont have other best assets to showOff haha) and ask "ye encik?"

he gave a timid smile, u knw the type yg u want to be nice, but u jst cant because ure an enforcer, cheh!

he asked a few questions, another policemen looked at my carPlate a few times, and amazingly (and of course alhamdulilah) he let me go...

up till im typing this i still cant figure why they stopped me in the first place...rafek thinks it thats u-turn thingi i did.. haha

as for me, im just glad to be back home, no ticket!

(speeding ticket is a whole different thing, pls!)

The Less and the More NY resolution

(due to workIncrease raising by the minute, i am training myslf to blog about 5mins a day, anything more will be saved for the next day...)

ive listed a few on my FB updates.
as if la those that read my blog (if there are any haha) reads my FB updates, but hell heres a bit more

the Less List

. Less makeUp
. Less New Hbags (errk)
. Less wasting food
. Less worrying about my health
. Less eating fat
. Less enemies
. Less negativity
. Less feeling sorry about myself


the More list pulak

. More inspirations
. More blogging
. More Fashion pls (i feel so dull la lately haha)
. More calling mama and mak (Awwwhhh)
. More S*x (saje i ulang this bit.. haha)
. More solat
. More familyTravel..woot woot
. More humanitarian work (wa this one came from noWhere)
. More cooking (setahun i xmasak k aiyo)


happy new year 2010 to all!!