16 May 2013, one year after

Two very special loved ones who I love with all the life in me, and are God’s greatest gifts to me, are celebrating their birthdays tomorrow.

My dear mother and son.

That Thursday morning last year on 16 May 2013, I went to Gleneagles for the bi-weekly check-up. I had taken the day off because it was Mama’s birthday, and I was planning to drive to Shah Alam after the appointment and join my siblings to surprise her with an iPad which we bought as a gift. I was lying calmly on the examination table, was quite heavily pregnant, 37 weeks and 4 days along, when Dr Suhaiza told us “You can have the baby today, you are already 3cm dilated!” Cutting the long story short, that night our precious Seth Omar was born, and I gave Mama a very special birthday present, her cucu.

They unfortunately will be celebrating their birthdays apart in two different cities, Mama in Kuala Lumpur and Seth Omar in Paris. But there is no doubt in me that Mama will have Seth Omar in her thoughts and prayers as she celebrates her birthday, and though Seth Omar is too young, I will have Mama in mind as we blow the little candle on Seth Omar’s

 May Allah bestow barakah upon them and keep them under His protection in this life and the hereafter.


The greens for dinner


Cos Mama always pesan don’t forget your greens.

Her birthday is coming up, she is Seth Omar’s twin 🙂 They share the same birthdate. If I could give Mama a few gifts, one of it would be a fully grown farm of organic vegetables. She would love it, I know for sure.


Japan and Moving On

“Furthermore, Japan must be a country where even people who have failed once have ample opportunites to succeed.

The people with the highest ability to succed are those who have once failed. In Silicon Valley, those who have the experience of failing are highly evaluated by investors. This is because those how who have failed understand what they need to improve upon.

I can be completely certain of this, speaking as a Prime Minster who have failed once but is now serving a second time.”

A part of Mr Shinzo Abe, Prime Minister of Japan’s keynote address last Tuesday here at the OECD.

A few things striked me when I heard these statement by PM Abe,

1. It takes guts to admit that you’ve made a mistake, he went a step further and  even said he ‘failed’. And this is the Prime Minister of a country which holds honor so high that they host the practice of hara-kiri. What PM Abe did is nothing short of admirable. Others who who dont hold as siginificant a post find it difficult to admit their mistakes. Worst still hide their mistakes by blaming others.

2. My father says it’s ok to make mistakes, what matters is to not make the same mistake again. I am sure my father gets very annoyed sometimes because I have unfortunately repeated some mistakes in the course of my life, but my father is one who never gives up and never gets tired of giving guidance and advise. He doesnt throw the towel so easily, which is also another admirable trait.

3. What striked me the most is the reflection on the Japanese people,the willingness to give PM Abe a second chance, recognise his mistakes and allow him another try. Another try at curing Japan of the acute economic ailments it has suffered for many years.

PM Abe introduced Abenomics which includes several reform measures meant to regenerate Japan’s economy. And based on recent numbers, Japan is showing signs of economic recovery and growth. Had the Japanese stayed sour about the situation, they would have denied PM Abe the opportunity to save their country’s wealth and economic well being, but they didnt and now they are on the way to reap the benefits.

The willingness to move on and forge forward, is the key lesson I took away.

Sleeping baby bear


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Of late, the last 2 weeks or so Seth Omar has developed this lasakness before he sleeps. Actually its not lasak, more like looking for the best sleeping position, well at least thats what I think he’s doing. He would turn, hug me then let go, bulldoze the pillows, hug me again…in short, like a baby bear who’s just been hit by a tranquiliser. Its quite cute actually. Here he is post twists and turns, fast asleep.


The bib

The story behind Seth Omar’s new bibs.

Seth Omar is a very active baby, he cannot stay still haha. Which is good Alhamdulillah, but of course it can get quite tiring sometimes (he is not light!)

I make it a habit that he has his meals in his highchair. Not on the floor with his toys.or anywhere else. The training works, the minute he is on the highchair, he spits out his pacifier, ready for food! He can associate the highchair with meal time. Feeding him thankfully is also no issue, he is not a fussy eater, anything goes. Bu the tricky bit is because he cant stay still, he tends to get his sleeves dirty, because he leans left, right, then touches his mouth etc.

My initial plan was to get him one of those covers that we wear at the hairdressers. The one that covers the whole body but unfortunately I couldnt find any. So last weekend on our way to Jardin du Luxembourg I passed a shop that sold these plastic bibs, with such cute prints. So I got  a few. Much easier. At least I can use the same one for all the meals that day.Instead of using 3! Just wipe off the food-easy.

I am going to get a few for Noah Iskandar. And I am still on the lookout for the hairdresser type cover. Kesian Seth Omar haha.

Stay on the boat or jump

“It does not take much strength to do things, but it requires a great deal of strength to decide what to do.”
Elbert Hubbard

I am not sure who Elbert Hubbard is, but I can relate to his quote. It does take a great deal of strength to make a decision. Especially when the decision affects not just yourself but your loved ones. Decisions sometimes include a certain amount of sacrifice, which are rarely painless, I dare say never painless. The reasons for your decision may also not go well with some, but you have to stick by it anyway. Put trust and effort in your decision, and ask Allah for his guidance all the way.

I have had to make one of the toughest decisions in my life recently, one which came with a great deal of emotional cost. But I am praying that this is a short term cost for a long term gain. The most effective of remedies sometimes are the most bitter. And unfortunately for “this remedy” there is no ‘sugar’ that can sweeten the bite. Except for time, letting time do its job.

Time allows for reflection and stock taking. Stock taking of things we have done, said, or the opposite, things we did not do or say but should have. But having said that, reflection is not about regret either. Regret often takes us nowhere, and reflection is only fruitful when  the outcome is used to make things better, certainly not a self-pity exercise.

I hope and pray that Allah will bless us all with the best of outcomes. Of course there must be effort, and though this effort of mine is painful, I hope Allah eases the pain, accepts my niat and grants us happiness at the end.



His tune

When Seth was born there were a lot of adjustments that we had to make, or “get used to”. One of which was the immediate loss of sleep. Immediate. The nurse would come wheeling our lil one every 3 hours for feeds. I didnt mind, in fact I looked forward to it, and requested that Seth slept with me. I enjoy cuddling him while he sleeps, after watching those small lips suck away! It was only when I really needed to rest that the nurse would take him to the nursery. The 3 hour feedings continued, and there were many mornings while in confinement when I did not get much sleep (read zombie-fied), cos Seth would wake every 2 hours for night feeds, and need a nappy change, cos babies poop more during the first few months (he hated it, and so he cried).
But Alhamdulillah, Seth is not a fussy baby, at all. And Alhamdulillah he had no issues with colic. His atoks and opahs always puji and say “tak pernah dengar Seth nangis”. I praise Allah for granting us the ease and grace.
One of the early trainings we did for Seth was day and night differentiation. We kept the lighting dim at night and chats to a minimum. And the training paid off. Cos once we were back at our house, after the 44 days of confinement was over, Seth could differentiate.
How do I know? Well, dream feeding.
During the day he would take naps, and get up wide awake for feeds, but when he is down for his night naps which can be anytime between 815-9pm, and he wakes again for feeds, he would dream feed, gulping down milk with his eyes shut. And this will continue until 7 am! 🙂
I have also trained myself and him to sleep in our own beds. I would sit while feeding him instead of lying down which I know is more comfortable; but out of fear that I would just doze off, and risk lying or rolling over him, I dont. Also I dont want Seth to get used to sleeping in the bed with us. You see it is quite hard to cuddle and more with a baby in between 😉
We’ve also gotten the hang of bringing Seth out to malls etc. And I take pride in the fact that we dont lug a huge bag with us. Well we are able to do that cos Seth is breastfed, so removes the need to carry bottles, thermos, formula. AND I still carry a handbag. I said to P, I am not letting myself go, just because I have a child. Keeping a good appearance is even more important for mommies! Not as immaculate as the Duchess of Cambridge, but some effort put into the look nevertheless.
Basically we’ve found the rhythm that works for our little family. Seth has a tune that we recognise. Speaking of tunes, he literally has one for when he wants to sleep; its a distinct cooing that he makes when he wants to doze off. Goes without saying that I find it ah-dorable!
Introducing his first food this Saturday. I am extremely nervous. Hope he likes what I’ve picked out for him!

Book Eating

Seth ate his cloth book tonight! Yeay! Was lying down next to him, holding up the book and reading it out loud-in as animated a voice as I can pull off 🙂 Was delighted to see him check out each and every page. Once done I sat up and decided to let him play with the book. I purposely left the book on his chest to see if he would grab it.  He did! And he ate it too. Oh I am a proud mommy. I immediately did what every mom in today’s day and age would do ie zip out the phone and took burst shots and whatsapp the pic to his fans-Daddy, Opah & Atok. Mum would distribute it to the other fans.  Eat away Seth honey. I am so going to buy you more cloth books!


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