Dania's Mid Term Results

Last Saturday, hubby and I went to Dania's school to meet her teacher and get her report book. Fortunately we went early so we didn't have to wait long. Dania was suppose to have classes but her teacher said we could take her home after getting her report book. Cikgu pun malas nak ajar hari sabtu.

How did she do? Better than her last exam. She got second in class. Yoohoo!! All A's except for Art (got a B) and Arab (got a C). Full marks for Mathematics.

Her teacher had no complaints about her, except the usual "she talks a lot in class sometimes."

Other than that....yahoo for Dania!!

A Tutu For Dina Yasmin

Reasons why Dina should have her very own custom made tutu....


...because she loves to dance, whether it's to the theme song of Little Einsteins or Katy Perry's Hot & Cold song.


...because her every move is a wiggle or a shake.


...because when other people walk, she hops, skips or belly dances her way.


...because she looks adorable in gowns and dresses..and a tutu would make her the ultimate princess!


...because she's such a little Diva and everybody knows tutus are a Diva's ultimate dressing choice.


...because her birthday is coming up and what better way to celebrate than by wearing a beautiful tutu as "hostess with the mostest".


...because she would make the cutest ballerina ever..and I'm not just saying that because I'm her mom.

Why am I writing the above entry? Because I want to win this for Dina!!!

How cute is that?!! Dina would think I'm the best mom ever if I win this for her...hehehe..


Oya, here's how you guys can enter too.

1. Subscribe to MySuperKids and Tutu Workshop.(Every contestant must be a part of MySuperKids member and as a tutuworkshop fans – by dropping your email in the box @tutuworkshop website )
2. Make an entry titled : A Tutu For OR Tutu Untuk . e.g. A Tutu For Dania; OR; Tutu Untuk Tisya
3. Put your daughter’s cutest picture.
4. Write about – why your daughter/niece/cousin/lil sister should get a tutu / kenapa anak/anak buah/sepupu/adik saya patut dapat tutu – in your very own, creative ways.
5. Describe about the contest with link back to http://mysuperkids.net/ and http://tutuworkshop.blogspot.com/.
6. Inform me when you’re done at http://mysuperkids.net/win-a-tutu/!
7. Entry should be written in English & Bahasa Malaysia only.
8. The winner will be featured in My Super Kids and Tutu Workshop.


First Prize : A Custom-Made Princess tutu 14″ length, extra puffy + accessories worth RM120.00 Second Prize : A Custom-Made Classic 10″ length, double puffy + t-shirt worth RM100.00
Third Prize : Custom-Made Poffy Classic 8 ” length, double puffy.worth RM80.00
5 Consolation Prizes : 15% discount voucher for any purchase at TutuWorkshop.


*This contest started on 7th June and will be closed on 25th June.

Good luck moms (and dads..kalau ada yang masuk contest). Fingers crossed for Dina!!

No More?

I've been wanting to write this post for some time because its a topic that's been bothering me but I didn't know exactly how to put down my thoughts and feelings without sounding like an ungrateful bitch/mother.


OK, here goes. You'all can feel free to judge me or what not, this is just how I feel.


OK, first thing first. Let me make this announcement:


I do not want to have any more children.


CORRECTION: I do not want to be pregnant again. If I have more children via other means, then that's fine with me.


OK, so maybe you're wondering why I'm making this statement. Ever since Daria was born, people/friends/family members have been making comments like "Oh, nevermind, you guys can try again for a boy" or "So now you have your Charlie's Angels, next time you can try for Charlie."


I know, these people don't mean any malice and the comments were probably made in good gesture but they struck a raw nerve with me.


For one thing, and I know I've made this public, pregnancy is not a fun time for me. Being pregnant means 9 months of severe vomiting, dizzy spells, leg cramps, constipation, etc. Morning sickness I could probably handle but going through Hyperemesis gravidarum again? I don't think my body can take it again. I don't think I can survive mentally either.

When I'm pregnant:
I'm the one who gets all the aches and pains.
I'm the one who's vomiting every hour.
I'm the one who's unable to eat or drink anything.
I'm the one who can't function or work or even think.
I'm the one crying my eyes out nearly every night.
I'm the one that feels so alone and deserted.

In the end, I'm the one with all the physical and emotional scars.

When I told a few people that I didn't want to get pregnant anymore, they looked at me as if I was mad.

"But you're still young. You should get pregnant and have children while you still can."
"Don't you want to have a son?"
"Are you sure 3 children are enough?"

Seriously, what is up with that?! So I have 3 daughters, is it a sin? What's wrong with this picture? I for one, really don't care if I have any sons or not. I'll get son-in-laws when my gals marry.

And let's say I do get pregnant again, who's to guarantee that the next one will be a boy anyhow?

I guess what I'm trying to say is that....I think I've done my part already. I've been pregnant 6 times, miscarried 3 times, been admitted into the hospital numerous times because of pregnancy related issues. I think I deserve to rest and start concentrating on things I want to do for myself. Like maybe do my Masters next year. And take swimming lessons. And start travelling more.

I'm just saying. Is it wrong for me to feel this way?

Daria Turns 1 Month Old

Yesterday was a day of all sorts of milestones for Daria. First she turned one month old (already?!) and had her 1-month immunisation shot. My mom came to the house in the morning, so after breakfast we headed out to the clinic. Fortunately there wasn't a lot of patients so we didn't spend too much time there. The doctor checked out her belly button, which had been infected somehow and had been oozing pus on and off for the past few weeks. Luckily the infection was in its mild state and the doctor continued to put on some blue crystallized powder to help shrink the protruding flesh and dry up the belly button.

By that time Daria was already getting fussy, being snug in her nest before, she was pissed at being handled. When the doctor gave her the jab, she let out a scream that brought the roof down (Daria, not the doctor)!! She cried for good 5 minutes before settling down to have a bottle of EBM. Poor Daria.

Yesterday was also the first day Daria learned to sleep on her tummy. I had held off from introducing her to tummy time due to her problematic belly button but since the doctor had given the go-ahead, my mom felt it was alright to try. Actually it was her last resort to try to get Daria to sleep after her clinic visit but surprisingly, she took to it rather well. She agitated for awhile as it was an unfamiliar position to her, but after a few minutes, she was sound asleep. She then proceeded to sleep for 3 whole hours!! We had to wake her for her evening bath.

Sleeping on her tummy also worked at night but after her 1am feed, she refuse to sleep anymore. She wouldn't sleep on her bouncer or on her tummy. She wouldn't breastfeed of take any milk from the bottle. She would only close her eyes when I was holding her, which I couldn't do for long since she already weighs 4.5kg!! That's right, she gained 1.25kg since birth. Even the doctor was like, "Hmmm, that's quite a lot of weight gain for the 1st month." You're telling me, I'm the one rocking her to sleep in my arms most of the nights. Bleh putus lengan, peh.

I tried putting her to sleep until 3am then hubby took over. So I don't know what time she actually went to sleep as I was knocked out at the time. But I did get to see her successfully lift and turn her head during one of the unsuccessful tummy sessions. Yeah, pandai anak ibu!!

Oh, Daria's wanting her milk. Have to sign off now. Later, peeps!!

Mom Awards

Thank you to Fizi and Kak Dilla for the Mommy Awards. Sorry I haven't done the tags yet; these blog tags need the right mindset in order to do them.

However since Daria is asleep (finally!), I'll do Fizi's blog tag since it's shorter. Heee, jangan marah ah Kak Dilla, I'll do yours soon enough.


The rules are:

1. Admit one thing you feel awful about (involving being a mom). Once you have written it down, you are no longer allowed to feel bad. Remember you are a good mom!

I don't do enough of the mundane stuff a mom should do for their kids. You know, stuff like cooking for them, bathing them, etc. I know, I shouldn't feel bad because I work full time. Plus I hire a full-time maid to help me with this. And the time I do get to spend with them, I try to do more fun stuff.


2. List 7 things you love about your kids, you love doing with your kids, or that your kids love about you.


i love...

- listening to them read story books, tell me about their day at school, etc.
- watching them play dress up, dance around or quietly do their coloring.
- taking them on family trips and then hearing them talk about the trip for days on end (a sign they had a great time).
- taking them shopping and buying them cute outfits
- the way they kiss and hug me everytime they leave the house to go to school and greet me everytime they come back (or when hubby and I come back from work)
- the way they smell and the way they like to snuggle up to me on the sofa to watch TV.
- the way they show how much they love me with cards and hugs and kisses and laughter.


3. Send this to 5 other moms of the year that deserve a reminder that they too are the best moms that they can be. Remember to send them a note letting them know you have selected them, and also add a link to your post that directs people back to the person who nominated you.
I think most of my blogger mom friends have already been tagged with this award (Sal, I'm tagging you!!). So I'm sending this to all mom bloggers who come by my blog; this award is for you. Let me know if you do the tag and I'll come visit

Daria's New Look

Daria is finally asleep. It took me 2 bottles of EBM AND breastfeeding her then a whole hour of rocking her in my arms before she finally succumbed. She's reaching that stage where she doesn't want to sleep most of the time anymore; she wants to play and interact with people. She's not even a month old, it that suppose to happen so soon?

Anyhow, we've been having some very good nights, since she's not sleeping as much during the day. It also could be due to her latest hair style.

Remember this? Her extremely full head of hair?
Well, that's all gone. And I mean, ALL GONE.

Her "Dalai Lama Zen""look.
Her "Bruce Willis YippeeKayye" look.
Her "Meltdown Britney Bashing Up Car With Umbrella" look.

Hubby shaved Daria's head after one night of not sleeping (on our part) due to excessive sweating (on Daria's part) which ended up in all of us bunking in the girl's room with the aircon on.

I know, I know, pantang blum habis dah dok bilik aircon. Lantak la badan masuk angin ke apa, yang penting aku dapat tido.

Daria was ok during her head shaving session; it was her sisters that freaked out. Dania was so upset that she called my mom, crying that her baby sister was now a boy and we all had to call her Danish or Daniel from now on. Hahahahahaha...

More Pictures of Daria

Hubby and the girls (minus Daria of course) are attending a wedding in Batu Pahat today. They left around 8am this morning, hubby wanted to stop by his mom's house in Melaka before heading down to Johor. The girls left in their pajamas, having just brushed their teeth. Konon nak mandi kat rumah nenek...hahaha, busuk la nenek cium korang nanti!!


Daria is sleeping. She'll be waking up soon for her morning bath. Today she's 3 weeks old. Sometimes it feels like the days are going by sooo slowly, sometimes it feels like she's getting bigger (and heavier) by the minute. So far, we've gotten her into some kind of schedule. She knows when it's time for her bath, she'll start agitating, demanding to be breastfed and bathed.


She sleeps a lot during the day, not so much during the night. I've been trying to keep her awake more during the daytime but she's like her father; sleeps like the dead. You could pinch her cheeks, call her name, shake her leg; nothing's gonna wake her if she wants to sleep. So far we've had a few bad nights (like when she wouldn't sleep from 1am to 6 am...uwaaa!!!) but so far it's been manageable. I've been sleeping downstairs in the hall with her while hubby sleeps upstairs with his handphone beside his ear. He can't sleep without the aircon, or so he claims. Padahal balik rumah mak dia, ok je takde aircon...cet!


Confinement has been ok so far, just that I'm already bored out of my mind. I've been trying to sleep when Daria does, so not much extra activities. Breastfeeding has been both exciting and tiring at the same time. So far, we've had to mix with formula milk as there have been times that Daria just won't suckle. But overall, it's been better than the last time.


My breasts are so lopsided, it's hysterical. It's like one has been possessed by Pamela Anderson, while the other is representing....I dunno, Teri Hatcher? In fact that's what I'm gonna call them from now on; Pam and Teri. Hahahaha. Daria of course prefers Pam. Eventhough I try as often as possible to get her acquainted with Teri. Sometimes she just despises Teri. I dunno if it's because of the way I'm holding her (kekok sket pegang belah kanan) or because Teri's milk flow is a bit slow. I hope to be able to stock up some EBM before I go back to work. Which isn't for another 40 days or so, so stop thinking about work!!


Oya, the title promised pictures of my little Diva. Here she is.
Tangan dah takmo kena bedong. Kaki kena bedong sebab tido agresif, asyik tendang selimut.
With her beloved bibik, in her new clothes. Kalau tak dek orang bagi, all of Daria's clothes would be either 2nd or 3rd hand. Sian dia.
Being subjected to a photo shoot by her ibu. Heeee..
Hello, enough pictures already! Time for milk!

A Birthday Note to Dania Jazmin - 7 Years Old

Last Sunday, my not-so-little girl anymore turned 7. Seven!! How is that possible? It seems like only yesterday you were still breastfeeding and learning to walk. Now, you're zooming all over the house in lightning speed.

In contrast to last year's birthday celebration, this year's was very low key. This was due to the fact we have a new member of the family and my hands are full with taking care of her. But you didn't care, it was enough that your abah bought you a cake and you had your family members around you to celebrate.

What can I say about you turning 7? For one thing, you've grown into such an amazing girl. So many accomplishments that I've failed to note down in my blog. You started Standard One this year and the transition from play school to regular school has been effortless. It hasn't been much of a hassle to wake you in the morning, in fact most of the time, you wake me and abah up! You come home from school everyday with a smile on your face and lots of stories about what you did with your friends at school. Homework has been a breeze too, though I wish you would check your answers more regularly. Your exam results have been very good that you deserve the small earrings I bought you a few months back.

You lost your 2 front teeth this year. You've also grown much taller and have started to lose your baby fat. My chubby gal is chubby no more.

You've started asking serious questions, questions that sometimes require me to consult Google for the answers. You've become interested in grown up things like make up and accessories. Forgive me for not being the type of mom who's into all of these things. Thank god for you Wan who indulges you sometimes with fancy hair clips and pretty bracelets.

Since now you have two younger sisters, you've become such a helper around the house. It's like you've realised how grown up you now are. You simply adore Daria and eventhough you constantly fight with Dina, deep down I know you love her with all your heart. It shows when you patiently teach Dina how to do her spelling. It shows when you draw pictures for her to color. It shows when you help get her glass of water when she's done with her dinner. All the things you do for your sisters, it just shows how much love you have to give.

Dearest Dania,

Being the eldest isn't easy. I know, I talk from experience. So if ever you feel you're being unfairly punished for things your sisters did, please forgive me and abah. Our love for you will never diminish, will never falter. I am grateful for all the days we have together. I am grateful for all the love and laughter we share together. I am grateful for our health, our wealth, the blessings that have been placed on our family.

I am grateful for you, my daughter. In the words of Jerry McGuire, you complete me!

Happy 7th Birthday, Manja.

Love, ibu.