November 1, 2014
October 30, 2014
October 28, 2014
p/s: Husband said that this video looks like some single dad type advert. First of all, I was the camerawoman because I pretty much don't trust husband's camera wielding skills. Second, would be that I don't wear the hijab at home (obviously) and wasn't going to wear it on purpose just so that I could be in the video. That would be a whole lot of funny isn't it? Or is it? Hmmmmm....well, lets see what happens next weekend! ;)
July 18, 2014
Today is a sad day for humanity. On one hand a civilian aircraft has been intentionally shot down and on the other, people are being exterminated like vermin in the middle East. Obviously I have never posted anything of the political nature just because I feel that I am not qualified to give my opinions on these issues. However, I do wish other people share the same sentiments.
There are just too many ignorant people plastering their thoughts all over the internet. Heck, even our phones are not safe from the onslaught of these "news items". Most of all though I wish that people would stop sharing images of those who have perished. It's not only disrespectful but it also dehumanises the issues at hand. Surely these people deserve more respect than a number of shares. What's worse is you get some weirdos commenting on those pictures. Have you ever read those comments? Please go and take a look. The comments will most definitely make your blood boil.
So in spirit of being a conscientious human being; please stop sharing sensitive materials and more importantly please keep your backward and uninformed opinions to yourself.
As for myself, I have a weekend of spring cleaning my Facebook account. I don't need Facebook-induced high blood pressure.
Sekian, terima kasih.
*Posted from my Nexus 7
July 16, 2014
July 9, 2014
June 30, 2014
Ramadan Mubarak y'all!!
How's everyone's fasting going? In the lovely UK we are fasting for a grand total of 20 hours. Sounds fun, innit? Well, no. Not really. To be honest it's the second day of Ramadan and I have already waved my white flag of defeat. Yesterday I started having a headache at 2ish in the afternoon which just got increasingly worse as the day got on. By the time we got to actually breaking our fast, I had a full blown migraine. The worst bit was actually after saying my Maghreb prayers, I started feeling so sick that I vomited everything that I had for Iftar. And even that was not much. I couldn't eat anything, and was just so so nauseated the whole time. Also nooooo, I'm definitely not pregnant you nosy lot!! 😮
I only managed to eat a dry toast with cheese before saying my Isya prayers and promptly went to sleep after swallowing two Paracetamol tablets. Which brings us to today, I am not fasting. I know, I know...I'm a total and full on weakling but really though it's tough. Not only is it fasting long hours, I am also still nursing Z. And between the time where fasting begins (usually at 3am) to when it ends (around 10.15 pm) I would breastfeed Z about four times. And the routine we have going is that each time she nurses it's a proper feed. I don't actually let Z use the nip as a soother, so each feed she'll almost empty out both breasts.
Now I know some Moms can do it all while fasting but for me it's a real challenge. Especially considering the fact that I always feel ridiculously hungry after each feed. And to make sure that Z has enough milk, I have to make sure that I eat proper meals and drink lots of fluids. Hence why I am still walking around with all the baby weight. If I do portion control or skip a meal, I can actually feel my breast not filling up enough. The end result would be Z biting me because there just isn't enough milk. Pfffffttt.
So that is it for today, although tomorrow I will be trying to fast again. Maybe if I do alternate days it wouldn't be as hard on my body. I know that nursing moms are exempted from fasting but 29/30 days to replace later on is still a whole lot. So I'll try my best to fast as many days as I can during Ramadan, just so that I can also be part of all the barakah that Allah s.w.t. showers upon his people on this time.
I can only pray that it all becomes easier for me as the time goes by, Insyaallah.
Posted from my Nexus 7
June 26, 2014
June 24, 2014
Helloo, hellooooo! I am back *dusts blog*
I know, I haven’t updated in weeks, no vlogs, no posts…nothing. What was supposed to be two weeks of fun trips, turned into one huge nightmare of Z being sick. Z had a high temperature for three days and when the fever finally broke, she had a nasty cold. And to top of the nightmare, I was sick along with Z. So husband who was already bogged down with deadlines, had to do double duty. We even had to forgo out Father’s Day celebration which I feel pretty rotten about.
And then we went off to London because we had to register Z with the Malaysian council before her first birthday and also to get her passport done. We came back on Saturday evening and found woodlice on the floor of Z’s room. So yeah, it really has been one thing after another these past few weeks and I am shattered!
So here I am hoping to make a come back but we’ll see. To be honest, I am pretty torn up on keeping the blog alive at all. Most of the times, especially recently I feel like just deleting everything and being done with it. I don’t know…this might just be an over reaction to all the exhaustion but we’ll see, I suppose.
Anyways, I think I heard Z cry so it’s back to Mama-duty for me.
Talk to you soon, I hope.
June 12, 2014
June 9, 2014
EDIT: I wrote this post earlier but with everything going on I forgot to post it. Bad Farah. Aaaaaaanyways, I adjusted the posting date just so that it is consistent with all of Z's other developmental posts. ;)
June 5, 2014
June 4, 2014
May 28, 2014
May 12, 2014
Today has seriously been one of those days. Z woke up really early before 8.30am; as husband was about to throw out the thrash he noticed that the bag had leaked all over the floor and it was extremely smelly; as we were having breakfast Z somehow managed to spill husband’s coffee all over the carpet and herself (of course I was more afraid that she might accidentally swallow it!); when it was time for lunch Z refused most of her food by spraying it out and I was covered in couscous; and finally as Z was trying to poop, she started to scream a bit and cry. All I could do was sit next to her and rub her back, attempting to soothe my pooping child! So I guess the fact that I’ve been regularly giving Z yoghurt to ease her poo’s is just not working (or not helping as much as I thought it would). All I could think of was when is it going to be her nap time and when can I finally put her down to sleep so that I can gather my thoughts. And now that she is finally down for her afternoon nap, my itchy fingers did some shopping for Z at Zara. I actually almost bought some accessories and a scarf for myself, then I saw the total and went ‘aww, hell no’ and just stuck to buying Z’s clothes. This is what motherhood is you guys, you pick baby clothes over your own and you don’t even mind it! *loooove*
Dear husband; I’m pretty sure you’ve already received the notification from PayPal, if you’re reading this: I love you! And also, retail therapy is most definitely the best kind of therapy! Did I mention that I love you so much!! *hides face guiltily*
It’s really exhausting being so fabulous all the time eh, Z? Outfit details are on Instagram @farahanw, kthxbai. How obvious is it that I am just not in the mood? I think I need some chocolates, like right now!
So, time for me to go pray and getting cracking on din-dins for husband and I. Till next time!
EDIT: Not even 15 mins after this post went up that I could hear Z, wide awake and refusing to go back to sleep! *sigh* I basically made dinner while carrying Z. Yeah, it’s one of those days.
May 9, 2014
Today Z is 10 months; and it’s kinda amazing how much she has grown in the last one month! She now has two ruddy little teeth (which she uses to bite me!) on her lower gums; she has started standing and ‘couch cruising’; she is obsessed with all the remotes we have for our TV system; she has started crawling properly and is super fast; she is also obsessed with my phone (which is almost always covered in saliva nowadays); she also eats better now, Alhamdulillah. I have introduced chicken into her diet and it seems like she is taking it extremely well, the next meat to be introduced into her diet would probably be beef. Since we don’t really eat much fish, and apparently salmon isn’t recommended for babies under 12 months, fish is more like a treat. We feed Z fish only when we have it for dinner. How exclusive! LOL
Z has also had a taste of peanut butter, thanks to her Daddy, and I am beyond grateful that she doesn’t have any allergies to it! Ooooh…chocolate! I tried giving her the Heinz Chocolate Pudding and Z loves it. So now for dessert (yes, my baby has dessert after lunch and dinner *flips hair….eh no wait, flips hijab*) we alternate between yoghurt, Heinz Chocolate Pudding and Heinz Rice Pudding. Her lunch and dinner is homemade by me which is usually pasta sauce or something along those lines served with couscous. Which basically means Z has solids for breakfast, lunch and dinner and in between these times she gets mi-milk (breastmilk) as a snack before her naps. This means, Z is still exclusively on breastmilk.
What else? Hmmm…personality wise we have started seeing Z throw tantrums and whine when she doesn’t get something that she wants. Generally she is quite a quiet child unless she gets cranky or when we are trying to put her down for a nap. Then it’s all ‘babababababa’, ‘dadadadadada’, ‘tatatatatatata’ and the likes. In my mind she’s complaining about having to nap! I bet if she could she would party all day and of course party all night too! Which brings us to the next thing which is she is STILL not sleeping through the night. And to make matters a bit more difficult, she is neck-deep in the clingy baby phase. Not fun you guys, not fun at all. Especially when you really need to use the loo!
She is growing so fast though, that everyday she looks a bit different. In two months she’ll be one year old! How crazy is that?
Happy 10 months, sunshine
May 7, 2014
Hello, hello guys…I’ve finally emerged from my little hermit shell to grace you with my presence. Actually it’s more like Z is asleep and the laptop is right in my face and I really should update my poor little blog. The last update was in April and since then, husband went off to Toronto, Canada for a conference. It was one helluva week for me and Z back here. I didn’t update about it because I was afraid that random people might track me over the internet and break into my house! Yeah, I was actually really worried about random people breaking into my house and stealing stuff; all the time! I would be checking my locks over and over again because I was that afraid. And when I was about to go out/come back home, I would try to peep into my house while passing in front of it; just to check for movements. I swear, it was the influence of all those ‘stop doorstep crime’ ads that freaked me the hell out!
Also I have to say, hooray for my birth month! It’s the month of guilting husband into doing things for me and also indulging myself with tiny bits of gifts. Let us please, for the love of God, not talk about indulging in food. I’ve got hips that don’t lie about the quantity of Ben&Jerry that I consume. It’s so bad; but yet so damn good! In the week that husband was away for his conference I finished an entire tub of B&J; on my own. It was the new greek yoghurt one (well at least it’s new here) and I of course believe that it’s great for my digestive system. Hey, don’t judge; it says yoghurt! Diet? Who dat?
I think this will have to do for a quick update for le blog. Fingers crossed that there will be more soon! :)
April 21, 2014
April 18, 2014
April 9, 2014
If I had to use photos to describe Z’s personality at 9 months, without any doubt it would be this first photo. Feet dangling from the slots of her crib and yet, happy as a clam!
Z now weighs 7.62 kg at 9 months, she can very slowly crawl forward, attempts to stand up (usually using my knees as support), and is just a little moving machine! She still does not sleep through the night (woe is me!) and wakes up a minimum of twice a night which is not too bad considering sometimes it can be a whole lot worse. She recognises us; her Mama and Daddy and can look for us if we ask, “Where is Daddy/Mama?". She loves playing hide and seek, especially in bed in the mornings. She now knows how to scrunch up her face and tilt her head to the side when she wants to be loving (which is so ridiculously adorable!) but somehow, she has gotten people shy. Before she used to smile openly at anyone and everyone but now, not so much. She doesn’t mind strangers looking at her or saying hello but she doesn’t smile back; it’s just a blank stare back at them.
Still, no sign of ‘em teeth though! She alternates between being a happy baby and a cranky, drooling baby thanks to those darn teeth. Oh, and we have also started using the big bathtub for Z’s baths. She absolutely loves it! She splishes and splashes and sometimes she even tries to eat the bubbles! The not so great part about it is that she loves the bath so much that she cries when I take her out to dress her up. And that’s when you get to hear all sorts of nursery rhymes from the resident entertainer i.e. Mama!
Z is still a fully breastfed baby at 9 months. And while feeding that is the time when I’ll usually tell her that I love her and we’ll share kisses and cuddles afterwards. She has also gotten better at giving ‘kisses’ which is more of her smashing her face/mouth to my face! I have to say though that his girl is quite rough. Her kicks are really painful and she just lunges face forward towards us. Sitting in her crib, a place that’s supposed to be relative safe, she has hit both her face and head at separate times. The worst bit, she even pinches my nips which really gets on my nerves because 1. it hurts and 2. IT REALLY HURTS!
She hasn’t gotten discharged yet from the children’s hospital but when we went for her follow up checkup, Z’s surgeon was really pleased with the way everything was. He was happy with her weight, the way her scar looks and the general way that Z was. We have another checkup in a years time and of course we will keep praying for everything to continue progressing the way it has been; wonderfully!
Happy 9 Months, bubba!
April 8, 2014
April 7, 2014
March 25, 2014
At 8+months, Z has finally finally outgrown of her size 3-6months winter coat. I bought the coat from Zara when she was still an itty bitty baby in a moment of pure and sheer madness! It was the new fall line on display at Zara and I was pretty much delirious due to all those sleepless nights (not that much has changed! Pffft!!) and paid for it, in full price. Now normally, I never shop at full price and it’s something that I am pretty proud of actually. I don’t mind using hand-me-downs, which most of Z’s earlier clothes were, and of course, I always wait for sales. But that day, madness struck and I bought this beautiful coat for my itty bitty baby. There really is no fault in the coat other than the fact that you can’t machine wash it; it needed to be dry cleaned, something I didn’t notice when I was making my naughty little purchase. Not a great idea when babies do spit up which of course happened a lot. Fabreeze was my best friend during all those little mishaps!
But now that Z has grown out of it, I am at a loss of what to do with this beauty. A few nights ago, when the whole house was still (husband and baby, both asleep) I was removing bits of fuzz from the coat, preparing to get it dry cleaned before I hung it up for good that I got kind of emotional about it. It was Z’s first coat; the one I bought and waited for in anticipation of when she would finally fit into it. My mom was with me when I bought it and I remember her telling me to send her photos when Z finally wears the coat. It seems as though, all of a sudden Z is just growing up way to fast and slowly, the number of ‘firsts’ are dwindling. And if you were wondering, I flooded my dad’s email with photos of Z that first outing while wearing this jacket.
Now normally, when it comes to things like clothes I’m not really sentimental. It’s just material things; so no big deal, right? Husband is completely the opposite. Like right now, Z has outgrown of most of her clothes up to size 6months. If you ask me, the ones that are faded or stained should be either donated or binned. And the nice ones can be kept but packed away. But husband, he wants to keep it all. His reasoning; we can use it for the next baby. And I’m just like, ‘Say what now?’. What if our next baby is a winter baby? Z was born in the summer obviously all her clothes are bought according to season. And bigger yet; what if the next baby is a boy?
So right now, I’m not sure what to do. Should I put it up for sale, where another mama can create memories with her baby girl? Or should I just selfishly keep this beautiful coat hanging in a dark closet? Although the thought of letting it go makes me extremely emotional, I did pay a pretty penny for it. Urgh I hate this so much but I’m so grateful that Z is growing so well and thriving.
Fellow mamas, what do you think?
March 21, 2014
Urgh how do I start this? Most people would be wondering, what the heck am I talking about? Why would I need to sleep train my baby when clearly, I am a stay at home Mama and don’t need to go to work? Why do I need to sleep train my baby, when I can as easily take a nap while my baby is napping. WRONG. SO MUCH WRONG!
At 8 months old, Z naps twice a days in 1.5 hours blocks. Although this timing is not set in stone as sometimes in one blocks she sleeps longer and the next its much shorter. And while she naps, that is my only window to get some of the following done: preparing lunch for myself, cooking dinner for husband and I, preparing Z’s lunch+dinner, cleaning the kitchen, sorting+folding+putting away laundry, light cleaning of the house, showering. It sounds massive when you have a tight deadline of just 1.5hours. When Z is awake my full attention is on her. As she is currently mobile (hey, moving backwards is still moving in my books) I keep a close eye on where she moves and what she shoves into her mouth. I also play with her as much as I can before she gets sleepy or starts whining for milk. This ‘shift’ of mine ends of course when husband gets home. He keeps Z company while I set the table (or do last minute prep) for dinner.
Once Z is done with her dinner, she gets a bath from either husband or me and we get her ready for bed. She will usually take a last feed between 8.30-9.00pm before husband takes her into the bedroom to read a story and then rock her to sleep. If she wakes up before 11.30pm, husband would be the one who will put her back to sleep but after 11.30pm; Mama is back on booby-duty. On good days she would wake up twice, on bad nights it’s almost every two hours. On really bad nights, she would be awake and crying from 1+a.m. to about 4a.m. in the morning and then wake up again at 5/6 a.m. for milk with some crying on the side. She then wakes up for the day between 8.30-9.30a.m. (sometimes even earlier).
Without a doubt, I love my Z. And would do anything to make her happy. But before I became a Mama, I was also me; and as selfish as it sounds: I love me too. The long nights and patchy sleep are not doing me any good. And of course, I want to be the best Mama I can be for Z and for that, I really needed sleep! A good, solid, 6 hour stretch would be heavenly! Okay, okay…I need the sleep to be a good wife too! (Just so that husband doesn’t feel left out! ;))
Recently, when Z hit the 8 month mark I decided that it was time to start sleep training. Properly. No doing things half-heartedly and chickening out because Z was crying. And on top of it all, my boobs needed a rest you guys! So I decided that because we weren’t fans of Z crying we were going to try out the ‘no tears method’. It’s where when your baby starts crying you pick her up, calm her down and while she’s awake you put her back down on the bed and pat her to sleep. If she cries again, just repeat what you did earlier; pick up, soothe, put baby down awake and pat until she goes to sleep. You do this for the first three days. The next three days would be to soothe your baby without picking her up. The following three days would be to just pat your baby. It basically goes on until your baby has learnt to self soothe and is able to fall asleep on her own without needing to wake up the parents. This method is greatly recommended when you are co-sleeping with your child or in other words ‘attachment parenting’. In our case, we’re not exactly co-sleeping with Z but her crib is right next to our bed so I can just roll over to check on her. I would like to thing of it as almost co-sleeping! Haha! Of course, whatever method you are using to sleep train your child, it is important to ensure that your little is only crying because of sleep training and not anything else.
The first night was pretty rough, I had Z cuddled next to me and was tapping and shushing her. And she was crying away. Somewhere in the middle of the night husband couldn’t take it anymore and said to just give Z milk. I was adamant, I refused and continued on with the sleep training and after a while, she fell asleep. The second night was almost the same, Z was cuddling but spent less time crying as she was busily sucking on her thumb to self soothe. Now, the third night was when I caved. I could see and hear Z sucking on her thumb noisily for over an hour. With her eyes wide open, just looking at me wonderingly; as if asking ‘Why is Mama not giving me milk? Did I do something wrong?’. And my resolve crumbled. Harder and faster than a house made of cards.
And just like that, I popped my boob out and Z latched within seconds. I could hear her gulping milk down noisily.
I, my friends, am a big, fat, wuss.
So for now, this is sleep training Attempt 1. When Z is 9 months old, we’re going to try tackling sleep training all over again unless Z miraculously starts sleeping through the night on her own. *I wish!!*
March 20, 2014
1. A few days ago, husband woke up and excitedly exclaimed:
“Honey, Zia slept through the night last night!"
I just looked at him and said to him, ‘Awww how cute. You think Zia slept through the night. She woke up at 12am and 4am for her feed.” Apparently husband didn’t hear Zia waking up (obviously, because it was boob to the rescue as soon as I heard her whimper) and thought that she had slept through the night. How cute right? *insert sarcasm here*
2. After a particularly rough night with Z and very minimal sleep on my part, husband looked at the both of us and exclaimed:
“Zia, do you want a brother or sister? I think you want a little brother right?”
Husband looked at me with a big goofy smile. I think NOT. Nope. Not. Nahi. Tidak. NO.
3. Recently husband got into cycling and as a reward to himself, I told him that he could get an entry level Trek bicycle for himself.
“Honey, I feel like Lance Armstrong!"
If you didn’t know while Armstrong was riding competitively, he was using a Trek bicycle. And of course, that same bike has become husbands dream bike!
4. While eating dinner one night:
‘Honey, I feel like my thighs are so muscular. My pants are so tight around my thighs; like the Hulk!"
Erm, okay sayang!
Okay, so this is it for today’s edition of ‘Husbands Say The Darndest Things’! Seriously though, some of the things that he says I just can’t even comprehend where the heck it’s coming from!
I love you, you silly but also kinda brilliant man.