I was sorting out our pictures in the folder when i came across this...
and this...
and this...
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and many more...his sleeping areas can be from the kitchen floor to the bathroom...when he was born until he was 3 months old, he could only sleep on his changing shelf in the bathroom and that happened every nite!!..i could not find pictures of that...and while waiting for me to finish making food, he could just fell asleep on the kitchen floor!!
Emil is a special boy :D
p/s : Thank u very much for all the birthday wishes :D
People say that we should not say what our birthday wishes are because if we do, it won't come true...well, i don't believe that...so today, I'd reveal my wishes...and hope we can all work together and make it happen..
I wish all of us will make this world a better world... I wish for us to be kind to each other... I wish we will help people that need our help.. I wish I will be stronger to support people around me...
I pray the homeless will get their homes... I pray all the sickness will be cured... I pray there won't be mothers' tears of sadness... I pray all the children to grow up to be nice people.. I pray God will give guidance to all those who have lost their ways... I pray that children in the world have food to keep their stomach full...and safety around them.. I pray that we will extend our love even to those we hate...
I have seen enough misery...war..poverty...hunger....I wish I could do something to help change that...but like I said to Kak Pi Bani before...I would break before I even started...*sigh*
I avoid watching news because I become sad of the news...I stop watching sad movies because i know they always keep me awake at night and ruin my days....I DESPERATELY NEED A SHRINK BEFORE I LOSE MY SANITY!! huhuhuwaaaaaaa what is wrong with me???
Anyway, I won't stop believing in all of us...and hope these will come true....
I have been keeping this inside for so long and now i can't take it anymore...i have to say it...yes, i have to say it!
You all notice or not how our media show all the bloody details on TV and also in our newspapers? I notice it so long time ago since zaman mona fendi potong org 18 until now the gemencheh case...kalau accident tu, takat tunjuk kereta remuk dah la...yg pi tunjuk org mati terbongkang tgh jalan tu kenapa? nak didik kita supaya jadi pemandu berhemah?? tak payah lah...i dont think pemandu kita ni boleh di didik mcm tu...atas jalan je semua nak jd hero, bwk kereta menyusahkan org...yg wartawan ni pun satu, kalau blh..kalau lah masa dia smp tu, org tu tersepit dlm kereta tinggal nyawa2 ikan, itu lah yg di nak put on national news malam satlg....i tensen tau...
Dulu masa zaman mona fendi kerat ahli politik 18 pieces tu...gmbr kepala org tu front page kat berita harian...masa tu i form 5....wooooo horor....
Yg i sedih tu, bila ada berita budak lemas, mati accident atau yg most recent one, yg jumpa budak dalam sungai ke longkang tah...masuk TV tunjuk la mayat budak tu terapung dgn sampah sarap....tak payah la...kesian k...buat apa nak tunjuk semua tu....kalau nak tunjuk sgt pun, blurkan lah....sampai hati sungguh...mungkin pada mereka itu news...yes it is news, tp tak payah lah terlampau smp mcm tu...
Haritu dalam majalah 3...tunjuk kawasan gempa bumi kat indonesia....ok takpelah tunjuk kawasan..interview dgn mangsa...TP YG PI TUNJUK JGK MANGSA YG MATI HIJAU DAN KERAS KEJUNG TU BUAT APA?? lepas tu pi interview pulak dgn ank org tu....I kesian la...tak payah lah tunjuk mayat tu terang2..siap focus smp depan muka dia...ya rabbi....hormatlah sikit pada mayat tu dan keluarga mereka....
Satu lagi kes jenayah....huiii kalau lah blh, semua 7 keturunan nak buh muka depa kat TV (lepas court session lah kan)....buat apa??? why? yg buat salah tu budak tu, yg nak buh jgk gmbr mak pak sedara mara dia buat apa?? tak fikir ke jatuh aib org tu?
Yg kes di negeri sembilan tu sama jugak...tunjuk mayat tu kafan...so obvious xdak kepala...i tak tergamak nak tgk....i bygkan kalau lah tu mayat i...masuk TV satu malaya ni....malu i...dah tu few days lepas tu, bila kepala dia dah jumpa...tunjuk lagi....laaaa....
most of the time bila i tgk berita, i jadi stress....stress dgn berita tu sendiri dan stress dgn cara berita itu di sampaikan....suka sungguh tunjuk yg berdarah2 ni...yg putus2 tu pun syok jugak depa tunjuk kat TV dgn paper...org suka tgk ke benda2 mcm ni? entertainment ka? muak dah ka tgk muka tak comel siti nurhaliza tu kat TV dah now prefer tgk benda2 ngeri pulak?
kalau lah camera blh amik gmbr hantu..agaknya penuh jugak la hantu real kat TV tu...ngangalah kita siang mlm tgk benda tu...
Org2 TV dgn newspaper tak terfikir ke, if mereka yg jd mangsa bunuh atau accident tu...mau ke depa msuk TV dlm keadaan mcm tu?? I tak mau...masa tgh elok ni mau jugak la masuk TV, bila dah mati putus sana sini buat apa lagi...xdak hasil....
KKdg i terfikir...kalau lah yg mati kena cincang tu PM ka, bini dia ka...ataupun at least org besar2 Media ni..agaknya masuk TV dak dlm keadaan ngeri mcm tu???
The 3rd day of raya, we got Odin and Emil *sunat*. As my mom had a friend who was organizing the ceremony at the nearby surau, she asked us if we would consider it. I asked Pak Usop and he agreed with his hand upon his heart that it was the right decision to do it now than later...yes, we save them from the embarassment and also the torture of waiting.
As for the boys, they did not know anything. I told them that the doctor would take a look at their peepee and see if there was anything wrong...if there was something wrong, than the doctor would fix it. Okay I lied about the whole thing but what else should i say? I have only 1 brother and when he did it, I was 10...nope i did not know anything...what i knew was that my brother had to be in bed bcoz his peepee hurt and that I had to cycle to my mom's friend and borrow video tapes so he could watch something on TV.
When we arrived the surau, the imam was already reciting the zikir and doas. We had to register the kids' names and wait. So, odin was number 14 followed by Emil number 15. Food was served afterwards - tomato rice with beef curry served in the tray (!) and it was only 9 am!
After the food, the imam called us out and gathered outside the surau. I was given a bunga pahar and told to stand in front of the line. Confused and nervous I obeyed like a small child. The kids followed me and my mom. Later I found out that we should walk around the area reciting zikir and the rest would follow us....I was really being a good girl and i knew my mom was proud of me (ha ha!) and led the crowd (with the imam as the lead vocals of course!)
The next thing on the program involved the fire department. They were on standby since we arrived. The kids were so happy to know that the fireman would turn on the water and let it rain on them ( and me while i was taking off Emil's shoes!!). The hurra durra noise was unbearable as the kids were jumping up and down. Nervous parents were waiting patiencely and the first boy was called and the next every 15 minutes.
I saw that my husband started to be restless and cranky...I said, *relax* and he said, *I know the pain*...and I just let him be.
One after one boy was called in and I did not hear any scream or cry from them. I spoke to one of the mothers whose son was just done with it and she told me that her boy said *tak sakit lah, mama cubit lagi sakit!!*
I was so relieved to hear that and conveyed the story to the man next to me...he just said *hmmmm*...At that moment I knew what was going to happen. I turned to my dad and said *abah masuk na satlg..ni nmpk org sebelah ni mcm lembik lutut dah ni*...and my dad grinned and said *ish abah pun seriau nak masuk, takpa la depa ada ramai dalam tu*.....hah sudah, apa la nasibku dikelilingi oleh kaum Adam yg penakut??
When Odin was called in, Pak Usop held Emil in his arms...it was not long before we heard, MAMAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA, SAKIIIIIIITTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!!!!!! PAPAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!! and he screamed to the top of his lungs and straight up to the roof and up to the sky!!! I was comforting him and the lady who stood next to him offered him chocolate which he did not refuse..after 3 bars of chocolate he was still screaming and not to mention the tears that was flowing on his cheeks. My dear father and husband tidak kelihatan!
Suddenly, my dad came and said to me that my dear man did not want Emil to go through this. I was like WHAT??? I marched outside and found him holding Emil so tight in his arms he won't let him go. A man was talking to him and try to comfort him. I was not in the mood for diplomacy and told him *we have decided and i dont want to go tru this again later, so give him to me!*
He handed Emil to me and dashed to the car. And emil's scream was double of Odin..the decibel is beyond anything imaginable... He too was offered chocolate but denied it with a scream...
*Mama...mama....it's painful....* was all he said...i was so close to tears myself but managed to hold myself by being angry at my husband and my abah...supposed they were there instead on me!! and my brother was somewhere nearby and refused to stop by the mosque!!
When everything was finished, i went looking for my husband and found him in the car with full blast of music from dum bum boys ( a norwegian band)....and there the drama between me and him started...
It was a long day.....later that night at 1 am, he insisted to take emil to the hosp because his peepee was looking 'strange'....yeah...yeah....we go, i said....RM70 just for the doctor to look at it and say is was normal...took less than 5 minutes!! no wonder all those private hosp make money!
After 2 weeks, the boys recovered and started to run again...during the recovery period, they refused to wear pants or sarong. I just let them be and now Im happy we are done with it!!
Last Friday was my husband's bday...he is 7 years old..u might be fooled by his grey hair (?) and wrinkles ( he claimed that he got them from madam X and diving) but the truth, he is only 7 years old...I still scold him for playing with his food and for rolling in bed with the kids until late night when he should make them sleep.
He was not looking forward to the big day and I was doing the best i could to make him remember that it was coming :D...i had made a plan with my stepsons a year ago that they both would fly down and my brother would go pick them up at the airport and we would give him the big surprise....but unfortunately both of them could not make it as they are both working (just got the jobs actually)....so i had to change the plan all together....calling my parents and my sisters and brother...none of them could come as it was friday and it was a working day....and my parents had wedding preparations to attend ( kenduri kampung lah kan, so gotong royong semuanya)....and I invited kak Naz and the clan to come over!!!
At first i wanted it to be a surprise to pak usop but later i had to change my mind as i needed his help to clean up...calling the cleaning services were not an option as i dont like strangers going through our home (betul kah?) and i malas nak jd mandur telling them what to do...
Upon knowing the Kverneviks were coming, he started to have a bit spark on his face and started to clean until ...
Him : where's the cake u said u would bake yesterday?
Me : huh?? nahh we just go and buy since this is speacial...we can go and buy it TOGETHER...
Him : ok, but i dont mind u bake, u know...
me : oh i mind bcoz i dont want it to be a disaster especially when we have VIP guests coming...
Then he continued working...after a while i asked him..
Me : Shud we go and buy the cake now b4 friday prayer? or after friday prayer?
Him : We can go after friday prayer, no problem...
Me : Why not YOU just go and buy it after friday prayer...no need for me to come along...
Him : Okay, first u said u would bake, then u said we should go and buy it TOGETHER and now I shud just go and buy it MYSELF ALONE...?? You....
Me : Okay...okay we go together now....and I will choose the cake I LIKE!
When the Kverneviks arrived with little nadia crying because of her finger got slammed in the car's door, everything was ready...I made tomato rice with beef curry since it was bday boy's favourite dish...
Kak naz was just as nice as i imagine and also the rest of the family...and yes, Mikael was taller than me and Emil was just like our Emil and Nadia was just as sweet as I saw her on the pictures...not to forget Mr. T who got along well with pak usop...and we talked about everything...
Among the topics were *Tiang telefon*, *Happy Hour*, *Si Rabun*, *Robot Tesco* and many more...we really had a nice time..kids we playing together upstairs and got along well too...what a relief becoz at least now they have friends of their own kind...Odin was so excited when I told him about our similiarities and he asked me * so mama, they also live in 2 countries like us and we speak all the same languages?* and when I answered yes, he just grinned from ears to ears...I guess he was just happy bcoz at school kids teased him and Emil when they speak norwegian to each other and their Malay sounded strange...
We ended the day with a promise to meet again the next day at Alor Star Tower...this time we were going to meet Kak Ezza of Klang and her husband Abg Aziz...
Untuk gmbr bday tu kena tgk di blog kak naz lah since i xda amik gmbr time tu :D
Little Nadia mendukung Emil...dasyat ank dara kak naz ni...kuat betul dia...
Emil enjoying his banana split..
kids at their table...talking and playing, more than eating...
I makan 2 pinggan nasi while kak naz and kak ezza makan mcm burung, kuis sana, kuis sini...at the end org dah habis makan, baru i sedar that I was the only one yg still eating!! hish malu betul!
Odin and Nadia
It was nice meeting kak Ezza..she was warm and kind!! We had a nice day all of us...like we have known each other for sooooo long!
p/s: Kak naz will definitely write better about the meetings we had..so im looking forward to read it...
I was at an electrical items store in April buying fridge, stove and ordering Astro when the lady behind the counter let go of a great sigh....being busybody as usual, I asked her if there was something troubling her...
Me : U ok or not, u look sad.
She : Aiyaa, dont know lah...work and work everyday, what actually i want in life...
Me : U own this store and u are your own boss, that shud be a great achievement already, rite?
She : Ya lah, work everyday, got money...then what? eh, tell me what u want in life?
Me : well, I dont know....* pause to think* while she was looking at me....
She : When u figure it out, u tell me ok....
I was puzzled but she was darn serious wanting to know my answer...
Months passed by and now I know what I really want in life....
I WANT MY PARENTS TO BE HAPPY!!
That is it! Nothing else. When I told my husband about it he was quiet shock...
Hubby : Why only that?
Me : Because when my parents are happy, then everything must be all right...we are doing great, my brother and sisters are doing great and all of us are happy and healthy...
Hubby : I dont understand...
Me : Perents are happy when their children are happy...it is just simple...instead of wishing us happiness, I wish for my parents' happiness...then it is more general....ish how to explain to u ahh??
Hubby : Ok, i got the point...
Me : Even though we have everything and happy, I cannot be REALLY happy if i know my parents are not happy...and I cannot be happy if my brother and sisters are not happy....u understand or not??
Well, after a while he understood.
I was not a good daughter during my teen...I had argument with my mom almost everyday and my dad would chase me with a hanger or a stick around the house for that. Everything changed when I entered matriculation center. I learnt to appreciate my parents better and I started to miss them and my family...thing started to be ok with me and my mom...yes i shared my love stories with her too...and now I shared everything with her...
And now my parents are facing the most difficult times in the lives thinking about me, my sisters and especially my brother...I wish I could just go kick my brother's a** for making my parents cry and worried..and I wish I were more stable in where should we stay instead of moving from 1 country to another....so they can have their grandchildren close to them...
I pray night and day for my parents...in fact, I have never prayed so hard in my life, never I shed a tear while praying until now...I am so desperate for my parents' happiness and peace of mind....if i had a magic stick, I would just say pokus pokus taraaaaa (like odin likes to say), and every single problem my parents face would just vanish!
Oh Allah, I beg for your mercy, give my parents the happiness they deserve dan jadikanlah kami anak2 yg membahagiakan mereka...amin....
Last tuesday i was in a desperate mood to make my boys proud of me. So, i put on my supermom vest and marched to the kitchen with my laptop to prepare cupcakes for their wednesday's farewell party at school. While fb-ing i started to make the mixture - vanilla cupcakes and also chocolate cupcakes...pak usop was on standby mood if there were any rescue mission to be launched...
As a good husband, he is always there for me in case i need help...and the help includes saving the mixure or dough from ending up in the dumpster. Once I made currypuff and it turned out to be a disaster, he rescued the dough and turned it into a pancake instead..of course with the taste of roti canai and the kids loved it!
Emil was more than willing to help me decorating the cupcakes and at the same time took few bites...his face was smeared with chocolate too!
These are the cupcakes...not as nice as the ones made by edelweiss or kitchen guardian but hey, kids do not complain,why should i? :D
I am doing the best i can to do things that mothers do and when i see other mothers make good stuff for their kids to bring to school, i feel bad as i dont know much about being a mother. Every morning when sending the kids to school, i see all those career women with heels and make ups and sunglasses (at 7.45 am???)...they look so pretty and beautiful and i look at myself wearing tracksuit and t shirt with flip flop....oooohhhh i hope my kids are not ashamed of me...
so when they came back that wednesday with a lot of goodies i asked odin,
me: so how was it? was is fun?
odin: yes, it was fun and adam's mom (our neighbour) also made cakes like u made... i ate 2 of them!
me: oh! how many of mine did u eat?
silent...
odin: errrr i ate 10 of the one u made!!!
me: ?????
Sekian terima kasih..itu sahaja buat kali ini :D...haha seriuosly, i dah x tau nak tulis apa dah!!
