being a mom couch potato working girl

major distraction

When I have to do work and the nanny is busy in the kitchen, I always hang out with Daniel in the living room. I’ll be on my laptop and he will be gawking at the TV screen to whatever’s on Disney Junior. I really don’t know how our parents did it before this. No TV, no nothing.. how do they get anything done?!

Anyway, guess how much work I got done? There was one line on the Excel sheet which is actually the title, all bolded and underlined. And the rest was just a big empty white space with grids. So basically, zero…nada… zilch.

Where my brain was? Who knows!

But my eyes were busy watching Sofia The First. I loveeeeee when her show’s on. And so does Daniel. So it’ll be both of us on the sofa eyes not blinking, being total couch potatoes oblivious to the rest of the world. When people see us, I’m like whattt someone has to be with Daniel. But really, there are many instances when Daniel has left the living room and I don’t even notice because I want to know if Sofia passed the Princess test in that episode. Like come on, you sort yourself out Daniel, Mommy’s busy.

I got ready this morning and guess what accompanied me in the toilet.

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All this Disney Junior business is taking over my life, guys!!

being a mom

sponge

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 Babies are like sponges, they observe and absorb everythingggggg. I really need to tiptoe around Daniel with what I do or say. Like he watches me brush my teeth, he starts brushing his teeth too. He watches me talk on the phone, he starts talking on the phone too. He watches me put on my mascara, he starts touching his eyelashes too. He watches me put on my headscarf, he starts putting my scarf on his head too. Man… I need to start playing football or something. Butch him up a little.

But one thing that melts my heart is that whenever he sees a prayer mat, he will pray too. Dean and I always want Daniel around whenever we pray together so he can see us, and most of the time he just observes, mouth open in awe. So now, he drops whatever he’s holding, stands on the mat and mutters “Pschhh psschhh pscchhhh pschhh pschhhh” as if he’s reading a surah. He’ll swing his arms by his side before doing a downward dog yoga pose on the prayer mat, which I’m guessing is his version of a rukuk. Then he falls flat on the ground face down for his sujud… and starts biting off the prayer mat. That’s when I come running exclaiming “Ok finish finish! Maghrib finish!”

Another time in the Dean household…

“Aww crap I left my phone!”

 “Cwappp. Cwapppp. CWAPPP!”

 Uh-oh.

 “Ah crapppp. Eh I mean clap. Daniel, clap!! Mommy said clap. If you’re happy and you know it, clap your hands. If you’re happy and you know it, clap your hands…”

 And he clapped his hands and danced around to me singing.

 Phewww, I reassured myself.

 NEVER swear in front of your children. In fact, never say any not-so-nice words at all!

fashion and shopping pd daily

capture

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#kimleowcaptures

While waiting for her driver after our brunch session, our wonderful bride-to-be Kim had about half hour to kill. So cheeky me went “Ohhh my god, what is this in my bag?”

“What, what?” Kim asked excitedly.

“My beautiful SLR camera! Oh well, I guess we have time for an ootd session!”

Marissa laughed as this was too predictable. Kim rolled her eyes but quickly got into her photography zone and took these shots. I love having friends with skills! Haha. It’s very hard to find someone you’re comfortable with in front of the camera, and who also knows what to take for fashion photography. I only have a handful of people I trust for this and since Dean and Asma’ are too busy these days (*cries*), I need my Kimmyyyy.

Wearing scarf from dUCk, printed shirt from Dressing Paula (I just love their prices, almost everything is below RM 100) and oversized clutch from KLutched, all from FashionValet. Jeans from Forever 21, shoes from Zara and sunnies from Rayban. 

being a mom being a mrs

toothbrush

First it was the Astro remote. Then combs. Then he moved on to spatulas. Now Daniel’s latest obsession is toothbrushes. Not just any toothbrush; it has got to be either Mommy’s or Daddy’s.

We got him a cute grey one for himself. Threw it on the floor. We got him a plain white one thinking he’s a simple guy and all. Didn’t look twice at it. Then he saw ours. Man… did he claim ownership on our toothbrushes.

And it’s gross, guys. He would eat and drink and put stuff in his mouth. And then, he would happily stick our toothbrushes into his mouth and start “brushing his teeth”. And then we have to use them on ourselves! Grosss, Daniel!!!

One morning I was about to brush my teeth in my bathroom. And Daniel, being the clingy child that he is, would always be hanging around the bathroom to teman me. He would watch me brush my teeth but nowadays he would demand to have my toothbrush. No, Daniel, it’s mine, I would tell him sternly. And he would scrunch up his face, ready to throw a tantrum. No, Daniel, you cannot have my toothbrush, I stood my ground.

Not a good idea to stand your ground at a one-something year old.

Cried and cried and screamed and rolled on the floor.

Sheesh, you’d think I shrunk his Kenzo sweater or something. So dramatic, just like Mommy.

Fine, fine!! I exclaimed.

As if he knew, he got up and looked at me hopefully.

I looked at my toothbrush and the thought of Daniel rubbing it all over his face and the floor and all. I love you, baby, but no thanks. And suddenly my eyes fell onto another toothbrush on the bathroom counter. A glistening blue one. Dean’s toothbrush.

Without even hesitating, I took it. Sorry husband, I still love you and all.

Here, have Daddy’s one. But don’t tell him ok. 

And happily it went into Daniel’s mouth and helped “brush his teeth”. I really hope Dean washes his toothbrush first before using it in the morning. Teehee.

being a mrs

i can’t see it

People generally know that Dean is clever. He studied in Imperial College, he knows the ins and outs of airplanes from his aeronautical engineering masters, he is a known young entrepreneur, he gives talks and he solves math problems for us in the FV superteam grouchat that no one can solve. You think you know Excel very well, wait till he shows you some formulae to do some magic in your sheet. He is a N-E-R-D.

But you guys don’t know he is also a clever husband.

Especially when it comes to shopping.

In expensive stores.

So we were in Louis Vuitton the other day and I saw this gorgeous (by gorgeous I mean gorgeoussssss) bag that I might’ve possibly wanted (by might’ve possibly wanted I mean I have told you I wanted this bag many times). The first time I showed it to him, I pointed to the shelf.

“Oooohh look!! Such a nice bag, don’t you think?”

He looked at it. I saw him looking at it.

“Which bag?” he asked.

“There, that big purple one with the handles.”

“Which one?” he squinted his eyes.

“That one!! That purple one,” I moved three steps closer to the bag and pointed even nearer.

“But I don’t see any purple bag there.”

I looked at him, confused. “It’s. Right. There,” pointing vigorously at the bag.

He rubbed his eyes and squinted at the shelf again.

“I can’t see it.” He looks almost disappointed.

“What…. it’s there next to that brown bag.”

“Hmmm that’s funny, I can’t see anything….” he said and shrugged away.

I just realised what happened there. The nerveeee!! Pretend cannot see a designer handbag. You little slyyyyyy…

So clever, my husband.

Next time he wants dinner, I’m going to point to our empty dining table. When he says “I can’t see any food there”, I will rub my eyes, squint and say “Oh, you can’t see it? Maybe it’s your eye problem again.”

a lifetime of firsts

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I ran when the pigeons were coming my way at Hyde Park the other day and I jump on couches at people’s houses when their cats come out to the living rooms. So I’m not exactly the biggest animal lover you’ll meet.

But after I saw this video…

I WANT TO GET A RABBIT FOR DANIEL!!!!!!!!

I’m sure I’ll reach motherhood moments when Daniel or my future children will want pets. My mom had to scoop up hamster’s poo when my sister had her pet phase, and my mil had her fair share of scary reptiles that Dean and his brothers would bring home in tupperwares for her to take care of; lizards, snakes, rats…. Boys are disgusting! I’m seriously dreading the day Daniel brings home a furry friend to me, “HAPPY BIRTHDAY MOMMY. I GOT THIS *insert scary animal* FOR YOU.”

But after seeing how cute the little girl is in the Friso Gold video, I just can’t help but picture how Daniel would be if he ever hugged a rabbit. That’s the beauty of parenthood; you get to witness all their firsts. First laughter, first step, first day of school, first pet… I’m quite excited for my lifetime of witnessing Daniel’s firsts! And I’m not alone on this. Other parents are even more gung-ho and even keep a First Journal book to document the exact date and time!

If you agree, have a look at Friso’s Facebook page where parents share their parenthood joys and stories, and have discussions too. I used to be quite shy to share things about my personal parenthood stories, but I realize after sharing a bit on my blog that it really helps other moms especially new moms. Head on here to see –> https://www.facebook.com/FrisoGrowingUpTogether.

being a mom being pregnant fashion and shopping pd daily

for real

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It’s coming to that time of the pregnancy that I can’t hide my bump anymore and it’s getting obvious that I am actually pregnant. Not just fat *sending virtual stares at that lady who told me I put on weight lately*.

This pregnancy has been such a smooth one so far, Alhamdulillah. Sometimes I feel guilty that I forget that I’m even carrying a human being in me. With Daniel, it was all about my pregnancy and how I would be on babycenter.com and being fascinated with baby books. This time round, I’ve been so busy running around after Daniel and making sure he doesn’t eat that crumb on the floor. On top of that, FashionValet’s busy with our regional expansion and high level funding/VC negotiations that Dean and I hardly talk about anything else sometimes. So that London trip recently was a much needed break for the two of us, especially. When we were looking for baby stuff for Baby M (our nickname before he/she gets here), I was so overwhelmed I had to sit down for a while to process all of this happening in my life. There I was in Harrods sitting on the Baby Gucci sofa, trying to breathe while being surrounded by all these absolutely gorgeous tiny designer clothes screaming Your Baby Wants Me. I told Dean that I felt a bit lost and I just couldn’t pick anything because I wanted to cry.

We’re having a second child.

It’s for real for realllll! Not just rubbing my bump and playing with my bellybutton. There’s actually a tiny little angel in there, a gift from Allah swt, who will be arriving in about 4 months time. And I have not properly prepared ourselves mentally or physically for this, and I felt so bad like I wasn’t giving my all to Baby M that I wanted to cry. We barely have space for another child in our home that we need to move pronto, I haven’t read anything about how to give your love to two children and I really haven’t read the Quran to Baby M like how I used to with Daniel. I need to get my act together in these next 4 months. Mommy’s here for you, Baby M, and I’m going to be better!

Wearing striped cardigan from Kamelia and satin silk scarf from dUCk, at FashionValet. Pants from Uniqlo, shoes from Zara, bag from Dior.