online.
etrangle. diah
And in this crazy life
And through these crazy times
It's you, it's you
You make me sing
You're every line
You're every word
You're everything.
an.
followmyfootsteps.
boolit.
ili.
theredwagon.
az.
rima.
nur.
sangy.
ladybug.
oni.
izadhana.
rini.
raihan.
pm.
sri.
shazila.
anna. julie.
trina.
muna.
nad.
aida.
ajab.
bambinos.
zanna.
junz.
diahm@hotmail.com
hits
|
// The Much Awaited Launch. // Thursday, June 7, 2007
Oh my god, go visit us like now!
@ 11:58 a.m.
// You're simply the breast. // Wednesday, June 6, 2007
Sharleez is 5 months and 3 days old as of today, and dare I say it, I am truly fulfilled of the very fact that I am still breastfeeding her. Of course it is a big deal to me because honestly, breastfeeding is a big thing. For those who have not been through it, let me tell you.
Breastfeeding is not as easy as you might think it is. I thought it was, but I thought wrong obviously. The only way to go through it is with perseverance. Lots of it, please! I know of many mothers out there who gave up breastfeeding after the first month, or week even. I know of many mothers out there who resorted to formula straightaway. I know of many mothers out there who find breastfeeding too demanding. I know of many mothers out there who cannot imagine expressing while at work. And of course, I know of many mothers out there who simply cannot (be bothered to) find the time to express at work.
To each his own.
Breastfeeding is demanding, true. But I am coping well so far. Let me elaborate a bit. My free periods in school are before recess, an hour everyday. And then I'll have my break again from 3.25 pm to 3.45 pm when the pupils have their recess. No more free periods from there on. In other words, if I want to express, I have to jolly well do it within my free periods. If not, I'd have to put up with the engorgement till dismissal time. Engorgement hurts a lot, by the way. And yes, sometimes it is almost impossible to find the time to express, what with books to mark, meetings to attend, classes to relief and yes, my recess duties on Wednesdays and Thursdays. It is ALMOST impossible, but it is possible. I find the time, no matter what. Why, my girl depends on me to survive each day! So how can I not find the time, be selfish, think of only myself and totally give up on something that I have been so keen on doing even right before I gave birth to Sharleez? I am sorry but I do not have the heart to do just that for now and for the next 7 months at least.
It is totally okay with me if you think you are not able of doing what I am doing right now. But please, do not condemn my genuine efforts to provide only the best for my child. Please do not denounce me for trying my best to provide food for my child each day.
Even if it means carrying my breastpump to and fro.
Even if it means making a lot of noise in the staff toilet.
I mean, so what?
So what?
At the end of day, it is all for her.
She keeps me going.
@ 12:55 a.m.
// Hi 5! // Sunday, June 3, 2007
Happy 5 months, Sharleez!
As usual, we all love you. So much.
@ 12:33 p.m.
// She Bangs! // Tuesday, May 22, 2007
Yes, so I did have that much dreaded haircut.
I wailed when Eva, the very nice hairdresser snipped my very, very long bangs.
Don't laugh at me. It is not even funny. Yes so I was a crybaby, literally, but you must understand that it was such a moving moment for me. Mummy nearly cried too when Eva cut my hair! Why, I had to say goodbye to about 70 % of my hair, mind you!
The outcome, you ask?
So what do you think?
With a little finger in my mouth and...do I still look as cute as before?
I do hope so.
I mean, babies are supposed to be 100% cute, yes?
No? You mean there are not cute babies around too?
Oh well.
Not that much hair love,
Sharleez
@ 10:23 p.m.
// HAIR(an)!! // Saturday, May 19, 2007
This is so maddening. I want to complain. My Mummy, she does not want me to expose my hair unneccesarily to the public until I get a proper haircut. My hair is too unkempt already, she thinks. So, (very lame) attempts have been made to somewhat hide my hair...
She made me look like a very, very bald baby one not so fine day.
She made me look like my Nana on another day. (Read: A grandmother!)
And she even made me look like a very sad one-eared tiger on yet another day!!
Why must Mummy resort to all the above?
Is my hair that disheveled?
Or is Mummy's mind disheveled?
I seriously do not know what Mummy is thinking. If you ask me, I am very, very happy with my current hair.
Love,
Sharleez.
@ 09:49 a.m.
// What a time! // Thursday, May 17, 2007
Hello, have I been gone that long or what?
Too many updates but so little time.
Maybe I'll just update you on Sharleez. My Sharleez, she is currently learning to sit up. Somehow she cannot bring herself up no matter how hard she tries. She gets pretty frustrated each time as a result. A very funny sight, I tell you. Keep trying okay, little one? Someday you will be able to sit up, sit in a high chair and join all of us for dinner. Just like one big happy family. ('_')
On another note, congratulations Rima and hubby. Your darling Edga is so gorgeous, I feel like having another baby right now!
Labour story, please? Lol.
@ 09:56 a.m.
// Genetic copy? // Thursday, May 10, 2007
Yo, Sharleez N is in the house, yet again!
I apologize beforehand for the blurred old pictures.
Anything/anyone old is always blur, it seems.
This is Mummy when she was a baby.
They didn't have tights back then so my Mummy made do with long socks.
This is Daddy when he was a baby.
Don't scold me. You sucked your fingers too, Daddy!
And this is me.
Do I look like any of them?
Or do I look like myself?
My Mummy, she has something to say. She insists that you do not have to apologize to her if you think I am a photocopied version of my Daddy. I totally agree. I mean, what's so sorry about looking like my Daddy? He is a decent looking chap, after all.
And and and..he's my Daddy, you nutmegs!!
@ 11:21 a.m.
// Jelly. // Wednesday, May 9, 2007
You should seriously and quickly buy the jelly shoes my sister is currently selling. They are ridicilously comfortable, you wouldn't even feel like you have shoes on! Take it from me, the one who can never get along with covered shoes. Besides, they are so gorgeous and cheap, you!
Visit The Red Wagon like NOW!!
@ 09:48 p.m.
|
