How my littluns have grown

I was looking through some old pictures and realised how my kids have grown. My eldest will be going to proper school next year and is no longer the babbling baby I held in my arms but a conversant little boy. He still has the interest in cars from when he was a little till today. I believe his collection of 'HotWheels' cars must now be more than 100 cars. That's because his dad also has a penchant for these little model cars too.

Here's a picture of Hazim around a year old and the latest picture of him (school registration photo). Can you see how much my boy has grown? Gone are those chubby baby cheeks.

My princess also has grown. Now she is going on 5 years of age (which is very soon). She's my girly girl. Always insist on wearing pretty dresses and loves putting on make-up. In fact I think she's more adept at putting on make-up than her own mummy. Here's a baby picture of her at around 4 months and her latest photo all dolled up with lipstick.

Last but not least my littlest. The baby of the family. He's now my babbling baby. Now he's already walking and trying to communicate. Before I know it he's going off to school. How I wish I can freeze time and have them at this age forever but life goes on.

2009 is coming to an end

The year 2009 is ending and it's time again to think of what to plan for 2010. My new year's resolutions and changes to make as well as changes that will no doubt happen for 2010.

Firstly my eldest will be moving from kindergarten to school (standard 1) and I still have not gotten over how much he has grown. Not to mention the fact that he is going off to school.
We have already bought his school uniform, shoes, bag and stationaries but have yet to go and collect the school book list. That has to be done soon as by January the queue to buy books will be really long, for sure and furthermore confirmed by school staff.

His 1st day will be on Saturday, 2nd January 2010. I believe this is basically an induction day to welcome the new students to school and get them acquainted with their teachers. I am excited to see how he interacts with other kids and also the teachers. However knowing my son's personality he will not be the shy one hiding in the corner. He would probably be the one out there making friends.

As for me, the normal routine will change as Hazim goes off to school. I will have to get up earlier to settle him for school, then get the other 2 to Kindi and off to work .... that is a definite change...which maybe better as I get to work earlier and get to leave earlier from work too.
















Hazim at his last Christmas Concert at the Kindergarten

His sister will probably have to get use to not having him around at the the kindergarten. A good thing too as she will probably grow more independent and possibly grow more into her role as big sister to little brother , Zaim.

Now for the New Year Resolutions:
1) Shed the weight by sticking to that dreadful cabbage soup diet
2) Be more pro-active at home and at work
3) Do things immediately (less procrastinating)
4) Get the house more in order
5) Stay in touch with friends

I will add on more to my list soon but I think these are the most important ones on my mind

My old phones

Just thinking back about my old handphones and remembering how it was like before handphones came into the picture. We would have had to walk around to find phonebooths which sadly to say many were not in working order. Plus the old dial house phones were classic too. I must say I am glad for the creation of mobile phones that keep us connected easily. Without it we would be so stressed in times of emergencies.

Anyway my first handphone was the classic Nokia with the extendable aerial. It was as big as a water tumbler and was definitely to be carried around in a big handbag. I used this in Uni to keep in touch with family and I still remember the service provider was Optus (in Australia). I had free Sunday calls.

My second phone was the Motorola Flare also with extendable aerial. The batteries could be recharged separately. So I would talk for hours with then boyfriend (but now hubby) while the battery was charging and replace the battery to recall once the current battery ran out. Whatever did we talk about for hours??

Then I replaced it with a smaller Ericsson phone. It was cuter and more fashionable. I was already working then and when I got my bonus I upgraded to Siemens C55. There was no colour screens but it had handsfree which was pretty cool then.

However camera phones were just coming in and so I upgraded again to Nokia 7250 which had only a 0.3 megapixel camera I think. Sad in comparison to the camera phones now available but it worked well as most Nokia phones do and lasted a long while. My hubby then got me a Nokia 6630 which really nice to use. However it got stolen...boo hoo! I had taken some really nice pictures of my then baby girl which was all lost. The nerve of that thief, he actually picked up the phone when I rang it. I pleaded with him to return the phone...silly me...of course he would not...he was a thief!!

Now I am using a Sony Ericsson Walkman phone. It has a 2 mega-pixel camera. At first was gung-ho at using the walkman function but now notice that I use the camera more for those ad-hoc moments. I am so tempted to upgrade with all the new camera phones out there but then again as long as the phone works I'll just settle with just using it for now. After all I'm not really a trendsetter or a trend follower, I am just me!

My Littlest 1st Hair Cut

My littlest had his first haircut (see front and side view). We brought him to the barber when daddy and big bro had to also have a haircut. He was pretty well behaved but towards the end he did start squirming. That is expected for a 1 year old. That was why we opted for the shaving machine instead of scissors. However there was not that much to cut off as my littlest has very little hair compared to his big bro who was born with a head full of hair. So I have been putting olive oil on his head to make the hair grow thicker. Old folks remedy. I was also born with very little hair (sad for a girl) but grandma and mum swears by olive oil which they had basically poured loads on my head. So lets hope it works for my little Zaim.

Why is patience a virtue?

Why is patience a virtue?

We have always heard the saying 'Patience is a Virtue'. The end of the definition (link provided) of this saying as per WikiAnswers is 'Patience is not only a virtue but a necessity for a happy existence'. I do agree with this in a way. However I have known people you have been so patient and yet sufferred silently for it. They are the better people but sometimes too much patience can be debilitating (this isj ust my opinion though).

Cab Driver

Last night I had to take a cab home after work. Normally my hubby fetches me but yesterday he had other things to do. So when I reached the LRT station I asked the bunch of cab drivers there if they could send me to my home. There are always a bunch of cab drivers that hang around the LRT station waiting for customers. Sometimes they are most willing to take you home but they will try their best to get more than one customer in their cab so as to be able to make more money along the way to the final destination. I have been turned down before and even had to wait for more customers before they were willing to take me home.


Anyhoo, this time I managed to get a ride almost straight away but I had to share it with one other person. The ride home was so dead quiet. The other passenger did not make conversation and I did not too. Cab driver I noticed seemed to have a facial tick. He was always rubbing his hair flat and moving his neck. After he dropped off the other passenger I asked him if he could drive me to the entrance of my block. He never replied...dead silence....weird! I was uncomfortable. As soon as we were at the entrance I asked him the price only to be asked back the price I normally pay. So I told him that I normally pay between Rm6-7. Then he replied weirdly with his facial tick and clearing his throat of a cough and I started freaking out. I passed him RM7 and told him to keep the change and quickly stepped out of the cab and rushed up the stairs. He honked me to come take my change but I just waved him off and continued to the lifts. It was just too uncomfortable dealing with him.

In the end of it all when it comes to cab drivers I definitely prefer the talkative ones than the quiet ones. Basically I believe this applies also to people I get along with...after all... as the saying goes....'Still water runs deep'.

My Brigadier General Turns 1

My littlest just turned 1 on the 22nd of November. We treated him to ice-cream at Swensens and he had a ball of a time. No one telling him 'No', 'don't do that', 'cannot' ...so he dug into his ice cream with pure delight. It was great to see him try to scoop his ice-cream himself with his spoon himself, banging the plate with the spoon, biting the cone and covering his face with ice-cream.

Big bro and sis also enjoyed their ice-creams too and by the time dinner and dessert ended all three darlings of mine had a sugar rush. Big bro and sis were singing and of course running and hopping around. Furthermore, my kids don't sing nursery rhymes but the latest pop songs and the song for the night was Akon's 'Smack That!????' The trip back home in the car was so noisy and hilarious with all the talking, singing and making funny noises all at the same time. What a good time we all had. The only thing which possibly was a bit of a bummer was that the food (not ice-cream) was not really anything to shout about.

My 3 Darlings

This is my first time ever writing a blog and am quite stumped at what to write about. I guess the best is to start on what is the most important thing in your life: for me it is my 3 darlings. They are what makes me smile whenever I'm down and out.

My eldest son is going on 7 and has a good head for maths. That's a trait he gets from his dad. Mom is pathetic at it. My girl is going on 5 and she's really artistic, loves to draw and colour and that I am sure is from me. Not that I am great at art but I do love drawing and painting. My littlest is going on 1 and he is slowly developing a character that seems very serious and borderline fierce. Must be the name...his name means Brigadier General...hehehe!