daddy’s girl

May 4, 2017 • 19 comments • 1265 views

So a few of you wanted to know What Mariam Says.

Well today, I woke up to kiss her and cuddle her. And as usual, she squirms and starts to get annoyed. That girl just isn’t one for affection, honestly. Ugh. So unlike her romantic mom.

She’s starting to talk now but she’s quite shy so she’ll ask for things really softly especially when people are around. She’s still smelling her selimut everywhere she goes, and we managed to convince her that she can’t bring it to school (totally blamed the teachers and told her the teachers told me to tell her. They did not. Teehee.). So she’s ok without it for a few hours in the morning, but as soon as she gets in the car after school, she’ll look for her selimut.

turning 4 soon

May 2, 2017 • 18 comments • 1042 views

Someone asked me how old Daniel is now. And I literally paused before I told them. Sure looked like a bad mother who forgot, but the truth is I was shocked myself; he’s turning 4 in July. FOUR?!! It has been FOUR years?!! I still remember me writing out my 3-part birth story on this blog. And I still remember having to go through confinement in such happiness (if you’ve followed my blog, you’d know this is a lie).

Ah, my sweet son, I wish sometimes time could stand still just when I’m cuddling you.

the 3-letter word

April 20, 2017 • 17 comments • 928 views

“Maksu, I know…” announces my 10-year old nephew today at dinner.

“You know what?” I ask.

“I knooooo-oooowwww…” Nephew repeats himself.

“You knoooo-ooowww what?” I ask again.

“I know what sex is.”


I did not just hear that.

That did not just happen.

I’m sorry, what just happened. Didn’t my sister give birth to you like 10 minutes ago?? Flashbacks of him as a baby came to my mind and I shake my head in disbelief of what I just heard. I definitely was not prepared for this. Suddenly my milo ais on the table didn’t taste so good anymore. I had knots in my stomach and I wasn’t sure if that was because of the nasi biryani or because my nephew now knows a stork didn’t deliver him.

why do they grow up so fast?!

April 13, 2017 • 9 comments • 767 views

For the longest time, this has been my view. The kids room are about 60% done, the beds are in, the carpets are in, the blinds are in. I wanted Daniel’s room to be blue and orange, and Mariam’s room to be pink and white. Typical, I know, but it’s mostly to satisfy me, really. Haha. The kids really couldn’t care less if they lived in a nicely decorated room… or in room made out of newspaper (in fact, they might actually like the latter more haha).

It all looked like it was right on progress. But the mattresses took their time to arrive, and to be completely honest I didn’t mind. Because I know once they do, I had no more excuse – the kids were ready to sleep on their own. But what if I wasn’t?!! Doesn’t anybody ask the mom if she’s ready?!! *cries blood*

my white pants

March 26, 2017 • 46 comments • 688 views

It was many years ago, I was in the Calvin Klein store and debated whether I needed these pants that cost a thousand bucks. Of course I do, my heart says. No you idiot you don’t, my brain says. I’m not a big fan of what the brain says usually, and surrounded by fancy railings and pleasant saleswomen who smile at me and tell me I look good… Why can’t my brain be nice like them?

Ka-ching. Pants are mine, they come home with me and I happily put them on my hanger in my room. We’ll be best friends forever, I told them. And indeed we were.