Not So Flat

Hye.


This is my baby boy, Aryan. He is now a little over 2 months old tapi dah sibuk nak pegang botol susu sendiri. Busy body kan? Wonder where he got that trait from. Haha! OK dah lari topik. I obviously just gave birth not too long ago. So why is my Darling putting his hands on my (now not so flat) tummy while asking 'Bila nak ada baby lagi?' *pengsan*

Boleh tak bagi aku kurus dulu? *cry* Bila la nak muat jeans size 25 aku ni? Will I ever succeed? Dah. Tak payah jawab. Malas nak fikir. (for now, as usual)

Bye.

Close To Home

Hye.

It's my birthday today. :) I am officially 27 years old. Alhamdulillah. I could really hope for a better birthday, but I am just really grateful I have been living a good life all these years. Besides, it's not really a good time for me to want a big celebration or anything. Sigh.

I am in no mood to feel all 'birthday girl-y' (ade ke perkataan ni?) simply because I'm worried sick about my Darling. He has been down with high fever for almost 2 full days now. The doc is not ruling out that it could be H1N1. Yes. You read right. My Darling could be down with H1N1. :(

The truth is, I have not been paying much attention to the fast spreading H1N1 virus. I do my part by washing my hands as frequent as I need to and what not. I follow its deadly development on the news and all that, too. But again, never did I take it seriously. But now when it hits close to home, I couldn't help feeling terrified of it. I do.

It really kills me to see my Darling so weak and sick. Dgn mask nyer la, dgn batuk nyer la, dgn occassional moan and groan nyer. Sigh. Sometimes when he's not watching, I cry. I just couldn't help it. I know, some of you might think that I cry to everything. I admit, I do. But this is different. It's just is. You'd know if you were in my place.

So just please pray for our well-being people. I am praying my hardest this time around. Hopefully, Allah will hear me (like always) and help alleviate my Darling's pain a little. InsyaAllah. I just can't bear having to look at him bear all the pain alone, feeling helpless. Please. And I really can't afford to grow anymore pimples due to the stress and sleep depriving effect of this whole situation. Please be kind. :)

Before I go, I'd like to wish myself a happy birthday and thank those who took the trouble to wish me. :)

p/s : my Darling and my lovely housemates planned a small surprise for me last night. :) details later, when i am in the sharing mood.

Bye.

Power Abuse

Hye. Example of domestic power abuse (if there’s actually such a thing). A conversation at dinner between a husband (who eats a lot but NEVER get fat) and a wife (who is trying to lose the muffin top she developed recently) :

Hubby : Come, have some rice.

Wifey : No! (while looking at the rice like its her sworn enemy)

Hubby : Skitttt ja. Mai la rasa. U masak, xkn u x mkn pulak. Dah la u puasa kn arini.

Wifey : Xpa la. I dh rasa time I masak. I really don’t want any rice. Kan I dh makan oats dgn susu. Kenyang dah.

Hubby : Mana nk cukup makan camtu. U won’t have enough energy nnt. I suap skitt ja. Promise.

Wifey : Tidak mahu!

Hubby : Ni nak derhaka kt I ka? *dgn muka serius*

Wifey : *trus nganga sambil tunggu nasik disuapkn*