tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27018511697664464832024-02-21T16:46:38.100+07:00my45spiritSharing my journey growing up (with) my daughters. Because childhood exprience is pricelessLailahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08739871902603615129noreply@blogger.comBlogger37125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2701851169766446483.post-42351068521003563492019-07-06T23:28:00.000+07:002019-07-06T23:41:01.981+07:00Fahira : My Grandpa's Ducks
It was a happy trip we had a couple of weeks ago when we went to my father's place on the third day of Idul Fitri : Moslem's Holy Day. We gathered together with all of my siblings and spent the night barbecuing there.
It is a seldom thing for my siblings and I to gather as a whole, because the four of us live in four different cities and have difficulties to match our off Lailahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08739871902603615129noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2701851169766446483.post-74413457437588548642019-04-19T21:25:00.001+07:002019-04-19T21:25:30.103+07:00Fatimah : My everyday trip to school
When I think about it over and over, I wonder, how can time run so fast. My Fatimah is in kindergarten now. And I feel like there are a lot of things I miss about her being my little baby.
My mostly feeling about her is guilt. I always feel guilty to her. She is 2 years old when Farisha is born, and I always feel like I don't give her enough love and care she deserves. I must help myself to Lailahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08739871902603615129noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2701851169766446483.post-40756722715701421312019-01-30T07:27:00.002+07:002019-04-19T21:27:04.899+07:00Farisha : Buttonning clothes
Farisha is 3 years and a half now. I'm happy that she grows up well and is an active child. She recently is able to button her own clothes, and by gaining a new abiluty, she keeps on doing it all over again the whole day.
Another thing that she loves doing is play with bicycle, as she has Fatimah's old bike to be hers now, she loves going outside and playing bike with her sisters. Lailahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08739871902603615129noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2701851169766446483.post-44501805171582121022019-01-18T08:37:00.002+07:002019-01-18T08:37:42.374+07:00Inheriting Bikes
New bicycles are quite expensive to us. And having three daughters who love to put their feet on pedals means two things : buy used bikes or repair the elder's ones. We chose the second option.
The first thing we examine is the chain. My husband tried to fix the three bicyles by himself but then he thought that it's just better to take them to the bike workshop. --grin--
When he came backLailahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08739871902603615129noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2701851169766446483.post-5606827344736453032018-06-24T16:06:00.000+07:002018-06-24T16:26:48.333+07:00Restocking The Fridge
The Idul Fitri celebration is almost over. It is a Holy day for Muslims to celebrate the new spirit after fasting daily for the whole previous month. In Idul Fitri day we ask forgiveness from people around us, to clean our mistakes to others and let us sincerely forgive people as well. As celebration day it is, food is prepared. We welcome guests and we come to our families' home too, where Lailahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08739871902603615129noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2701851169766446483.post-39572064869166054582018-03-21T22:44:00.000+07:002018-03-21T22:44:17.244+07:00Farisha : Play Outside
Farisha loves to play outside, but we don't have any backyard for her to play freely. Luckily, we live in a neighborhood that has friends to play with my children.
They play in the path between our homes, and we just have to watch and warn our children about the motorcycles or cars that pass by, although it's not often, because this path is cul de sac, so the vehicles passing usually belong Lailahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08739871902603615129noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2701851169766446483.post-10671215496437517172018-03-14T00:23:00.000+07:002018-03-14T00:28:47.199+07:00Fatimah : I Love My Father
My husband loves to play with our daughters and that makes them love him a lot, mostly for his patience to listen to their stories. Although it is me who spend more time with them daily at home, my husband tends to know everything about Fahira's school, Fatimah's wound or the funny thing Farisha did at home, because he loves to listen to them, and gain trust from them to tell him everything.
Lailahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08739871902603615129noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2701851169766446483.post-88416780284192246532018-03-03T00:34:00.000+07:002018-03-14T00:28:18.536+07:00Fahira : Planting My Own Jasmine
Fahira loves to pick our neighbour's jasmine and put it on her hair. The owner of the jasmine lets her does that daily in the evening when the children in the neighbourhood play together near her home.
I then decided to grow one in our own land and asked for a little of her jasmine for me to plant at home, the dear old grandmother gave me.
I told Fahira to do the planting, and she was so Lailahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08739871902603615129noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2701851169766446483.post-33317141923575513162018-02-24T14:02:00.002+07:002018-02-24T14:06:26.081+07:00Home Sweet Home
Everybody loves clean home. Clutter free home, dust free stuff, easy-to-find personal things ; this is what everybody had in mind when connected with the word 'home'. Or at least, that's what I always see on people's instagram when they post something with the word #home.
That is my dream as well actually. But having 3 creative little girls, I think I must wait a little (years?) bit more to Lailahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08739871902603615129noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2701851169766446483.post-45131148909848577052018-02-17T15:09:00.000+07:002018-02-17T15:09:04.784+07:00Being a Parent is no Picnic
To me, being a mother is an adventure from the very beginning. Feeling my babies kicking in my womb, preparing names for them etc is an exciting feeling. But, when they already be in the world, the real adventure had begun.
First, it was quite stressing and happy feeling at the same time. I feel stress whenever my baby cried and I don't know what's wrong, plus I live in my parents in law's Lailahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08739871902603615129noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2701851169766446483.post-36989210162151468482018-02-10T15:38:00.001+07:002018-02-10T15:38:41.181+07:00Fahira : Daily Tasks
My first daughter, Fahira, is a third grader. When she was being a first and second grader, she used to be an (forced) early bird, because her school started at 7.15 pm. Due to the lack of classes, the school made the third grader be in the afternoon shift, starting at 12.45-16.30 pm. Fahira then started to wake up late. I let her, because I'm afraid that she will be sleepy in her class.
Lailahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08739871902603615129noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2701851169766446483.post-51323872170858113872018-02-07T19:27:00.002+07:002018-02-10T15:17:53.989+07:00Fatimah : Understanding Numbers
My Fatimah is more than 4 years and a half now. She will be five on May. How time flies..
What a 4,5 year old girl should accompish in her milestone? Alhamdulillah, I think she passes all well ; she can dress herself, brushes her own teeth, and sometimes bathes herself when I am busy. She loves coloring and playing with pen and book eventhough what she wrote is unknown. Her older sister Lailahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08739871902603615129noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2701851169766446483.post-30223318467696792552018-01-18T21:56:00.004+07:002018-01-18T22:09:12.130+07:00Farisha : Don't pass the breakfast
What should my two year old child eat everyday? It was my question to myself about 7 years ago when I have my first child, she was a picky eater, and often refused what I offered her to eat. Those were stressing days when I had to think a lot to prepare the best and eye-catching meal so she would be interested to try a bit. Or tried to hide a vegetable in a scrambled egg, or inside a rice ball Lailahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08739871902603615129noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2701851169766446483.post-19621113163109326982017-10-25T14:12:00.000+07:002017-10-25T14:19:28.847+07:00Massage without masseur
I am a mother. At home, I deal with everything. From cleaning to ironing, and also be a good listener to my husband, about his job, his friends etc. And to take care of my 3 daughters, and a father in law. Be a mother is a multi-tasking job, but really is satisfying when everything is done right.
Doing all of these domestic routine, make me able to do things I was not able to do when I was stillLailahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08739871902603615129noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2701851169766446483.post-73707037551040892562017-05-25T03:41:00.000+07:002017-05-25T03:41:01.736+07:00Family Gathering
Family is a group of people who share the same DNA, and lucky me that they also share the same closeness at heart with me.
I am the first child in my family and have 3 siblings who live in 3 different cities. But we often call one another and have this family gathering once a month. This family gathering (arisan) is very popular in my country and the one I was attending a few days ago is Lailahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08739871902603615129noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2701851169766446483.post-64724846130311455842017-05-20T00:58:00.002+07:002017-05-20T01:11:06.302+07:00Farisha : Post Mother's milk
Let me tell you what it feels when a mother decided to stop breastfeeding her baby ... . : hurt. Yes, it does hurt. It hurts the baby because she thinks her mother refuses her by not giving her beloved stuff. And it also hurts the mother because seeing her baby cry and begging for the thing that the mother can actually give to stop the sadness, but she doesn't, is a torture. It hurts the Lailahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08739871902603615129noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2701851169766446483.post-83644559166639792462017-05-17T23:59:00.002+07:002017-05-18T00:00:03.240+07:00Fatimah : Playing is my activities
Writing post about a 4 years old child would mostly be about playing, because that is what she does to spend her time daily. The only thing you can get by reading this probably is inspiration about what to play if you have a niece, or child her age. These are what my Fatimah does everyday :
Playing with cardboard
Messing the house
Watching tv
Water the plants
Cleaning the yard
Lailahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08739871902603615129noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2701851169766446483.post-32684590845091783342017-05-17T02:20:00.001+07:002017-05-17T02:21:33.402+07:00Fahira : Our time
Everyone knows that parents have responsibility to give love and care to their children, but not everyone realizes that giving equal love is as important. When you have children, you probably spend time with one child more than the other, it could be because he is the youngest or if he is sick or has special need and care. We thought we are being a fair parent, but our child might think we're Lailahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08739871902603615129noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2701851169766446483.post-74439077218811933372017-05-05T00:20:00.001+07:002017-05-05T00:20:16.406+07:00Menu Plan
Do you ever wonder about those stylish pinterest moms who have children, toddlers even babies, but manage to keep their homes tidy, serving homemade food for the family and still look gorgeous ? If you are like me, the answer would be, yes, I do.
I have 3 daughters age 8, 4 and almost 2. My appearance is often messy, my house is cluttered and I don't always cook at home. I tried to find out the Lailahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08739871902603615129noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2701851169766446483.post-41739797361138724912017-05-01T07:33:00.001+07:002017-05-05T00:20:46.226+07:00Mes Reveilles
Sometimes, life surprises us. What we wished in the past might become reality now, or you then find it not as great as you thought it would be. The cellphone you really wished you had in highschool was not that glamorous anymore, while you already have all the money to purchase it. Or the boy you had a crush on is not that 'wow' anymore, you even wonder yourself how could you fall for him. Or Lailahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08739871902603615129noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2701851169766446483.post-14420694214584720402016-12-03T21:50:00.000+07:002017-05-05T00:22:22.396+07:00Fahira : My curious lovely girl
Some questions can't be answered
I've graduated from school. My mark is not bad. I feel like I'm quiet clever ---- but I still can't seem to answer some of my daughter's questions, frankly, google is needed.
Well, what are the questions?
I know the answers of school lessons questions, like maths or english. I know the answers of basic science questions but it requires a lot of Lailahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08739871902603615129noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2701851169766446483.post-21272529243553484272016-11-21T00:24:00.002+07:002016-11-21T00:25:03.036+07:00Fatimah : My straightforward girl
It's as impressing as it is challenging.
Sometimes, I feel I don't give as much attention to Fatimah as much as I did to Fahira when she's her age. It's a guilty feeling to me because Fatimah was 2 years and 1 month when Farisha was born while Fahira was 4 years and 2 months when Fatimah was born. My husband keeps telling me to not feel that way, because we all love and treat them the same.Lailahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08739871902603615129noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2701851169766446483.post-30745173029357882652016-11-07T14:47:00.000+07:002017-05-05T00:21:52.114+07:00Farisha : My early riser, my social butterfly
Also,she's my morning alarm.
Little baby, less sleep. Whenever my friends discuss on Facebook about super interesting tv programs that air past 8 pm, I have no idea ; I'm asleep.
Farisha wakes up at 5 or 5.30 In the morning, then takes a nap at 10 for about 2 hours long (which is my time to do chores). She'll have her bed time at around 8 pm, and I, consider myself quiet tired toLailahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08739871902603615129noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2701851169766446483.post-5784238712993245052016-08-16T17:27:00.002+07:002016-08-20T10:41:22.758+07:00Being thrifty : Other use of patch
These are my mother in law's pillows that she gave to us. They usually are used in the family room when we relax reading a book or for the children to play as a kingdom or anything else. These pillows are so heavy that when I wash them by hand, I need my husband to take them outside to dry, because I'm not strong enogh to do that myself. What makes the pillows be so heavy? First, Lailahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08739871902603615129noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2701851169766446483.post-82986953971469194842016-08-09T23:20:00.001+07:002016-08-09T23:20:42.927+07:00Fatimah : Help in the kitchen
Fatimah is already 3 years old now, and could perform help sometimes, not all the times.
Like when I am about to cook, she helps me take the spinach off the root.
Lailahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08739871902603615129noreply@blogger.com0