Classmate's Wedding.

Shida's finally married to her long time boyfriend, the lucky Mr. Zaim. Congratulations you two.
It was nice to see her smile and got to catch up with some old friends of Sri Aman. I couldn't believe that I've left high school 10 years ago. Hahaha! Now, most of us are either married or busy with our careers. Anyhoos, allow me to let the photos do the talking...
 
Wedding was held in the afternoon of 2nd September 2012 at Tropicana Golf and Country Club Hall.
 

 

 

Table settings.

 

 

Love the one with the colour and the black and white too.

Classic.

 

 

Aren't they sweet?

 

 

Divinely beautiful, radiant bride and the bloated Mummy.

 

 

Sri Amanians. Beautiful shots.

 

With my Form 1 & 3 classmate, Faiza who loves to call me Chucky.

 

Us and the newly-weds.

 

 

Thank you for inviting us to your wedding, Shida and Zaim. You guys are going to enjoy and grow old together, InsyaAllah. Cherish everything together. We hope and pray all the best for the two of you and babies!!!

 

 

 



Happy Raya Everyone!

Salam Eid Mubarak to to all of you. I am truly sorry for the long holiday of not updating my blog. Haha! Hope it's not too late to wish all of you Happy Raya for this year. This is my first Raya without Mama. It'll never be the same. Never will be but Alhamdullillah, I'm coping well enough with some help from my other family members especially my darling husband, Shafiz Yusof (need I say more?).
 
First day of raya was at Mak's and Mama's (Daddy's rather,as Mama is no longer around). I am so so so fortunate to be married to someone who lives just nearby my parents house. So no arguments on which house to go first during raya. Lucky me.
 
Second day of Raya, we went back to Simpang Ampat,Malacca. Both my late Papa-in-law and Daddy's parents house. Again, we are fortunate both our Dads' 'kampung' is almost 'sekampung'. Hahahaha! I am truly blessed! No complains at all.
 
We drove back to PJ the same night and it was massive, heavy traffic along the highway from Simpang Ampat to Seremban plus raining cats and dogs. We only reached home at quarter past one in the morning. We were flat tired. Thank God we survived the journey safely, Alhamdullillah.
 
Then, of course we went to visit our relatives around KL, PJ area the next few days of Raya. Raya for me was okay. Nothing much to rave or kick about. I am happy I am surrounded by my loved ones. More doas for beloved Mama. Al-Fatihah. Amin.
 
Some photos during this happy festive season. Enjoy...
 

 

Chempaka Naura with Mama and Papa.

 

The pillars of my strength, Shafiz, Chempaka Naura and Mak.

 

 

Little Miss with her Uncle Arif and Kak Syairah.

 

 

Getting Duit Raya from Tok Mak and Mama.

 

Clearly, we weren't ready!

 

 

Family portrait.

 

She looks all grown up from the big portrait.

 

Me and my little brother. Not so little anymore.

 

 

Us with Hairul and Daddy.

 

Cheeky smile.

 

 

In the car on the way to Malacca.

 

Hope you enjoyed all those shots. I had to picked and chose the best but they were all awesome...

Till we meet again the next Raya, InsyaAllah.

 

Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri and Maaf Zahir Batin. 

 

 



Birthday 2012.

Happy 27th Birthday To Me.

Had a small birthday party after Iftar on last 29th July. Shafiz bought a nice moist chocolate cake from Delectable by Su and I was the one who chose it. Hahaha!

Oh! Another year older and I hope wiser, stronger, calmer (with little miss and another little miss/mister??), better and etc...(only positive attitude) me.

Thank you everyone for the gifts and flowers and food. Thank you for making me feel I am somebody. Thank you for letting me be me.

Although this is my first birthday without my Mama but I am fine. Usually, she'll call me at exact 12 am midnight to wish me on my special day. However, I'll miss that in years to come.

Alhamdullillah I am blessed with wonderful in-laws who always make me feel that I am not alone.
Can't thank them enough. (teared a little while typing this. *sob sob*)

Some photos on that special day. Not many though but do enjoy.

Lovely roses from lovely people, my love Shafiz and Chempaka Naura.

Thanks a lot!

Three of us plus one in the belly, hahaha! And the tiny delicious moist chocolate cake.

Little miss enjoying cake on Tok Mak's lap.

Thank you again everyone. Love you guys.



Beauty...

I don't know where to start and what to write actually. However, I'll try to spill it out okay. Beauty is so subjective. Well, that's my opinion. You need not agree or disagree with me. That's just an opinion.


I am amazed how I managed to find the time to beautify myself before. How I try my very best to mix and match my outfit with my accessories every time before I leave my house. Try to get the perfect shoes, handbags...yada,yada,yada... You name it all. The list goes on and on and on.


Now I am a mother of a soon to be 2 year old girl and InsyaAllah to another girl this coming November. Although I have a helper to assist me with so many things, I just find myself so difficult to get dressed nicely every day. Some of my friends probably envious of me because I have all the help that I need, but little that they know that I am still struggling even to get a decent shower every morning.


I am not that bothered to be well-dressed all the time lady I used to be. I choose comfort above fashion or style. I still force myself to dress accordingly to certain number of occasions like wedding, etc..but I just love to wear anything that I feel like wearing without paying much attention to other people who looked at me as if I come from another universe. Hehe...


Being pregnant is so amazing but it has taken its toll on my body, entirely. I didn't really have or feel the pregnancy glow like some people do in their pregnancy. Not that I'm complaining, but I'm just saying that sometimes things don't work out the way you wanted it, right? That's what happened to me. I got rashes all over especially at my joints, pimples started to rise like Mount Everest (never thought it would happen to me as I enjoyed flawless skin during my teen years!), stretch marks appeared at some parts of my belly even with generous amount of creams and oil I slabbed on it, yada,yada,yada...again.


Well, I can write all about the ugliness that I encounter during my pregnancy till the cows come home, but that is not what I really want to share with all of you here. WE ARE BEAUTIFUL NO MATTER WHAT PEOPLE SAY! WE ARE BEAUTIFUL JUST THE WAY WE ARE! Isn't it true?


Despite of all the pimples, the itchiness, the stretch marks, the varicose veins, the cellulite, yada,yada, yada...We forgot to tell ourselves that at the end of the day, the beauty within, inside you as a person is more important that just the beauty on the outside. We forgot to praise ourselves that we are beautiful in so many different ways.


We stop and stare at others who are different and maybe sometimes giving them some unpleasant remarks without knowing who the person really is. The person may look sloppy and untidy but that doesn't mean they don't care about their dressing. The person may look like a lazy mother who has wardrobe malfunction but maybe she just got puked by her kid and has no time to change.


I am happy and proud to say that I am beautiful. Sometimes I get too sloppy and slatternly dressed but I am still beautiful. Praise to my husband who always shower me with tonnes and tonnes of compliments of how divinely beautiful I am even when I am just wearing my pyjamas to go to the supermarket without a hint of makeup. Haha!


To all Supermoms out there. It's okay if you don't look fashionable or stylish. You're just being a mother. All mothers are beautiful in so many ways, not just based on the clothes you wear or lipstick you slick on your lips. You are just BEAUTIFUL.


I AM BEAUTIFUL. EVERYONE IS BEAUTIFUL and that is my definition of BEAUTY.


Thank you.

Bonjour! Voici Paris.

Hi everyone. I know it has been a while,right? Forgive me for my late update on my blog. Was hectic and busy almost all the time. Plus my little miss is getting more and more hyperactive each day. She's surely a handful.


As you can see from the title,yes that means my last travel was to Paris! The City of Love? Or is not. Ha ha! Anyhoo,I was in my second trimester and it is widely known that's it is pretty safe to travel around during that duration of pregnancy. Especially for long haul flights. No problemo for me during the flight,Alhamdullillah.


 I enjoyed every bit of it. It was just merely a week and we only covered the city itself though I think it wasn't enough. However,it was truly a remarkable experience and I can't thank my husband enough for making this trip a memorable one. Thank you for putting up with my crankiness (LOL!),providing food and more food,taking care of Chempaka Naura and also Hairul, and all those amazing things you did for us. Thank you so much. I love you like crazy!


We went to those 'must see places' around Paris and the weather was lovely and cool. Summer with hot sun but breezing like in autumn=bliss. Little Chempaka enjoyed there too because of the cool weather but still remain super active especially when she gets to run around. I panted most of the time trying to catch up with her. Thank God Shafiz and Hairul were around to help me with the chasing game.


These are some pictures when we were there. *Hmm..not some I believe,but enjoy it*

Having supper prior to departure.

Chempaka Naura giving that cheeky smile.

Bonjour Tour Eiffel.

Posing at the magnificent landmark of France.

Ice-cream, anyone?

A must stop and shop in Paris for babies/children clothes. Scroll down and you'll know what I mean..

Oh my gosh! Stripes and more stripes. How can I not splurge for my children!

They are super gorgeous!

Pierre Herme macaroons,waiting to be swallowed by us.

The majestic Notre Dame de Paris and moi.

Helping Chempaka Naura feeding the pigeons.

Sour face after being scolded by Mama while on board cruising along La Seine.

Passing by The Pantheon Paris.

View of Montmartre from our boat while cruising.

Little miss posing in black,white and red. Ha ha!

Jardin du Luxembourg.

Pastries oh pastries. Need I say more?

Musee de l'Air et de l'Espace with Uncle Hairul and some nouveau amis. 

Just outside Disney Village Paris.

Enjoyed every moment of it. My baby moon with my loved ones. Thank you my love for that holiday. I can't wait to go every where with  you and our adorable children. Despite of the short length of stay, we managed to cover almost every place that we had planned to go. Thank you for being the best husband and Papa to me and Chempaka Naura and...

Thank you Hairul for being around to assist us with Chempka Naura and especially when Kakak busy window-shopping, plus shopping too. London next year??? Perhaps, InsyaAllah with Daddy. Hmm....

No more holidays after this. Until... next year...