Came across this article in FB from Kak Sri. Thk u sis.
Loss of a loved one is not something all of us would love to think of,let alone having to lose our children.
The article is about a mom who lost her two sons. Be warned though,you'll be teary-eyed but at the same time,you'll be brought to a whole new level about Islam and death.
From Him we come, to Him we return.
http://mentalhealth4muslims.com/2011/03/12/a-mothers-reflection-of-grief-and-loss-in-islam/
Friday, May 4, 2012
Of conversations- May 3 2012
While driving her to school this morning,
M: Mummy, can we please go to Ayuni's house today? I ask only ah. Ask only.
Me: Why do you have to say that? The 'ask only' part?
M: Because you will always make so much noise wat.
-_____-
Not even seven and she has defined my very frequent, detailed explanation as 'noise'.
M: Mummy, can we please go to Ayuni's house today? I ask only ah. Ask only.
Me: Why do you have to say that? The 'ask only' part?
M: Because you will always make so much noise wat.
-_____-
Not even seven and she has defined my very frequent, detailed explanation as 'noise'.
Friday, April 20, 2012
Untitled
Yup,I titled this entry Untitled cos that's what it is. I'm just being a typical
Mom who keeps too many of her kids' photos and the iPhone has reached its storage limit. Only after saving the pics in the notebook and posting them here and fb (and some in Istagram and Twitter ;p ) I'll place them in the 'bin'.
What can I say? Enjoy the unprofessional and unedited pics! ;)
Mom who keeps too many of her kids' photos and the iPhone has reached its storage limit. Only after saving the pics in the notebook and posting them here and fb (and some in Istagram and Twitter ;p ) I'll place them in the 'bin'.
What can I say? Enjoy the unprofessional and unedited pics! ;)
Mambo No 5
It's baby boom this year! So many people I know have just given birth and getting pregnant. Therefore I will go straight to the point because yes,this is affecting my much needed rest.
Bobo (the husband,just in case you don't know) wants a number five.
Yeap. He does. The reversible ligation I went through almost two years ago right after I had Keisya has proved to be the best birth control for me.
The Pill didn't work,that's why I conceived Keisya when Eli was only 7 mths old. The rubber,oh well....Bobo's not too keen (read: lazy to use) about it. That's why Ryan came right after Marsya turned 1.
Almost 2 years of not conceiving is something I'm proud of actually,considering the fact that my 4 kids were really born close to one another. Plus the fact that I've finally started pursuing my studies,I am so thankful for such a birth control. (Oh have I mentioned I got a certificate for it? Lol)
But..darn..I'm really astounded by my own thoughts. Furthermore, where am I gonna get the energy from?!
And for the record,I'm NOT pregnant ahhhh. But I'm happy for many of my friends and tweet pals who are!!! ;)
So will it remain as the 4muskynteers or will there be a hi-5?
Only God knows.
Bobo (the husband,just in case you don't know) wants a number five.
Yeap. He does. The reversible ligation I went through almost two years ago right after I had Keisya has proved to be the best birth control for me.
The Pill didn't work,that's why I conceived Keisya when Eli was only 7 mths old. The rubber,oh well....Bobo's not too keen (read: lazy to use) about it. That's why Ryan came right after Marsya turned 1.
Almost 2 years of not conceiving is something I'm proud of actually,considering the fact that my 4 kids were really born close to one another. Plus the fact that I've finally started pursuing my studies,I am so thankful for such a birth control. (Oh have I mentioned I got a certificate for it? Lol)
But..darn..I'm really astounded by my own thoughts. Furthermore, where am I gonna get the energy from?!
And for the record,I'm NOT pregnant ahhhh. But I'm happy for many of my friends and tweet pals who are!!! ;)
So will it remain as the 4muskynteers or will there be a hi-5?
Only God knows.
Monday, March 5, 2012
March Holiday Workshops for K1-P2. :)
What I Wanna Be........
Monday,12 March 2012
11am-12.30pm or 1.30pm-3pm
$18 per child (materials included)
Kids will use props or create their own props with materials given. Once role-playing is over, kids will be encouraged to write a short poem on their ambition. :)
'Project Kitchen!'
Tuesday, 13 March 2012
11am-1pm
$25 per child
In this workshop, kids will not only bake their own decorated cookies, concoct their own drinks and even make pizza/pasta. They will write down their own recipes and design their own menu! :D
Progressive Story Telling!
Wednesday, 14 March 2012
11am-12.30pm, 1.30pm- 3pm
$18 per child (materials included)
With the props available, kids are to use them to create one story together,orally, making sure the story is progressive. This trains their listening and oral skills which is essential in school and increases their focus on any tasks. The emphasis on teamwork and adapting to others will also be two important lifeskills for them to take home. :)
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Venue for all classes will be at a residential address at Serangoon North. (Address will only be given upon confirmation of registration. If there is a change of venue, you will be informed 3 days prior to the class.)
All classes have limited slots to maintain safety and well-being.
Do call 96711836 from 2pm-5pm from Tuesday, 6 March 2012 to Sunday, 11 March 2012 to register your child.
Alternatively, you can email nurashikinrahmat@gmail.com. :)
Registration wil only be confirmed after securing the payment transfer to POSB Savings 045-12889-0.
Kids having fun as they learn, WIN-WIN.
:)
Hope to see you soon!!
Thursday, March 1, 2012
Love me or Hate me
Last night was one of the best nights. I searched deep within. I tracked back from 20 years ago.... I was not a good girl to begin with. I've done many things I am ashamed of to even mention them. But I know I was a nice girl. I was too outspoken for my own good, too honest for some people, too blinded by others' good to see how much I had been taken advantaged of, all because I didn't wanna hurt anyone's feelings.
Then, came the workforce. Teaching taught me to be more resilient. I adapted to a culture I hated but still emerged strength from it because of the people who surrounded me at that time. I was not so blind anymore. My eyes were opened, mind jolted but heart......scarred. (teaching is even worse now...my fellow teachers mates...SALUTE!!!!)
Marriage and having my firstborn brought new perspectives to my life. I realised whom I had hurt, whom had hurt me. Because I was emotional and wanted to prevent repercussions, I started to oblige to almost everything. And it went on and on until...I have four kids.
After four kids, I didn't like the way I was. Til today, I am trying to be a better Muslimah. I put on the hijab after I gave birth to my fourth, 20 mths ago. I found a different yet meaningful life. I understood life's purpose and I am still on that road to being calm and peace all the time.
While on this road, hubby and I had received many compliments and criticism.
And on this road too, I saw true friends. Those who are wiling to stick all the way and those who dumped me cos I can't club with them anymore. Some also stopped asking me to shop with them cos now I have a different style. Little do they know, I still shop at the same places before I donned the hijab- with an additional favourite place full of treasure - Geylang Serai Market. :p
My non-Muslim friends (waves to Peimin, Kaifen, Kristin, Aunty Chong, Cynthia, Sabina, Rujing and the rest!!! ) and I enjoyed one another's company and we never meet up at clubs. Maybe, they're just being considerate. But hey! That is what I love about them!!! That is why I love them!!
Those are true friends. Never mind if they're not of the same religion as me. Never mind if they eat pork or drink alcohol. At least they don't pressure me. Thank you darlings. :) Being in hijab hasn't changed my friendship status with these lovely people. Thank God. :)
And it's not that I have no true Malay/ Muslim friends, there's just too many to mention lah. Academy awards speech also sure lose one.
So my point is, some people hate my guts. Because that is how I am. My mom (mothers know best,right?) ever told me so too. She said I am exactly like my dad. "But remember, Abah is a man but you're a woman. It's not the same." 10 years ago, when mom said that to me, I said 'Baguslah. Let them know I am not one who takes crap.'
But after life's experiences, I am thankful mom gave me those timely reminders.
The person who would jump at any opportunity to make her stand will now be silent for a little while and listens more.
The person who usually slammed back at false remarks/judgments about her will now think. Thinks hard and cries for all her past doings. There is some or little truth in whatever someone says about you. It's just how you take it. And whether you wanna sit on it or act on it (your behaviour/attitude).
The person who would prove her point using vulgarities and lots of exclamation marks has now become a person who chants, 'Astarghfirullah' every time she's angry. And Alhamdulillah, it has made her heart turned from stone to almost ice within minutes. Such strong power from within when you know you have a lot of faith in Him.
So you see, it's not wrong for that particular person to hate me. I was someone to hate. But please don't be an enemy. Because it only means you want to do harm on me or my family.
And that's my greatest worry. :(
Love me, love my family.
Hate me.
Hate ONLY me.
Sincerely,
Kyn, Proud Mom of 4MusKynteers
Tuesday, December 13, 2011
"I saw the Sign"
There is no better way than to spend the holidays relaxing and spending your family time on a beach or on a trip to your most dream about destination, isn't it?
But I have the best way.
Less spending $$$ and more quality time with the children. Afterall, school holidays are about them.
What am I saying?!
EVERYDAY is about them.
So what is the best way, you say?
Disclaimer: This entry is purely blogged for the sanity of a mom who has not had a single me time since the holidays started. Any living thing or incidents mentioned in this entry is purely coincidental. The purpose of this entry is also to suck ALL of the negativity and disappointment that we can't travel this holidays for the many things to pay for this month. While many families are at beautiful places out of the country, I still have to keep a smile for the very hardworking husband who is the sole breadwinner and pretend that we're ok with no vacation for more than a year. Sesungguhnya Syurga ditapak kaki suami kan? ;p
So, since it's the holidays, it's also the time when kids are more relaxed and are willing to participate in whatever activities you suggest and easy for us, parents, to follow up on them.
I am making it a point to get the kids to:
1. Help set the table for every meal.
The eldest, Marsya, turned 6 recently and going on to Primary 1 in 2012. What better time to train her to
be independent right? Since the eldest enjoys doing it, Ryan and Eli were curious and started helping out
too. Keisya, often takes out ALL the bowls and sets them on the floor. Credits for trying hard and thank
God for the reliable helper, Desi. :)
Classic case of 'Monkey See, Monkey Do'. ;p
2. Help clean the table after every meal.
They're more interested in doing this and very often bring in the dishes even when some of us are still
eating. And with mouths full, sometimes, some of us will scream, "Eh!! I still want the chicken laa!!!"
This one, I say, classic case of 'Never check blindspot'.
3. Make their own bed. (Sometimes make mine. Heheh)
Still a feat actually. But thank goodness they're more automatic the past few days.
And I sometimes forget to remind them to. Heh. My bad. *********REMINDER***********
But they make mine only when they have spent time playing 'nap' on my bed for a full hour but none of
them actually takes a real nap. It happened today too. (dunno what sign to show. a senget smile and
shakes head.)
Classic case of 'Don't Play Play but play'.
4. Throw/put away toys they don't often play with.
This has got to be the most difficult.
EVERY toy seems to be useful.
EVERY broken toy seems to still
be 'playable'.
And EVERY *toot* toy seems to be their favourite. And then there'll be cries and wails
and 'batu ronsen'.
"NO! That's my favourite toy!"
"Mummy! She bluff! She never play with that doll one! She always play with the bogel doll!!"
"No!! I still play with that!"
"But it's broken!"
"Yar, don't play with the legs lah. I play fight-fight with the hands only."
Classic case of 'Karanguni'.
5. Take turns to be 'supervisor' everytime there's cleaning up to be done.
Every child loves being a leader. Sense of pride overwhelms them when they're made 'supervisor of
the day'.
"Mummy, just now right, Kakak never cebok properly."
"Huh?! How do you know?"
"Because I never hear the water."
Kakak interrupted- "I close the door what! How can you hear?! Mummy, I cebok already! Really!!
Ryan yang always tak cebok!"
"I gooooottt."
"NO! He cebok like this only. (makes action of spraying water on imaginary penis)."
"Kakak! You saw?!"
"Yar. Because he never close the door."
"Oh hor!!!!!! Kakak see me kencing!! Ayo!!"
And...... you can guess who ended up crying la ah.
Classic case of 'The Pot calling The Kettle Black' and 'Shoot in front but kena backside'.
6. Write menu for the day.
Kids will write what they would like to eat for the day and I will try my best to cook it on the same day.
Still on-going and I would say, this is the highest achieved so far.
Phew. Even the youngest two are enjoying their doodling and imaginary food. :)
But no, I still have not accede to their request of McDonalds and Maggi Mee almost every day! 0_0
Classic case of 'Test water onlyyyy'.
:p :p :p
With all of that, I hope, the next two weeks before the new school term begins, the kids have learnt basic
household duties. This is also an effort taken so that, if Desi decides not to continue next December, I will not have to pull my hair so much. Or worse, cry everytime a child wakes up from her/his nap.Yes, it happens. If you have never felt that way then you're not normal. :p
Ok, serious time.
Earlier, I was actually feeling terrible that I'm not able to provide luxuries for my kids. Not even a short plane ride. I have to think of more important matters and their school fees for next year. I do cry at times, which I think is normal because I am a normal mom. As much as I am thankful for having a roof over our head, enough food on the table, laughter in the house, occasional shopping and trips to restaurants, I do still wish money would fall from the sky so that I can lavish my children with all they want.
And I'm thankful I chanced upon this quote earlier today, which inspired me to blog after so long.
"A child, like your stomach, doesn't need all you can afford to give it."~ Frank A. Clark
With all praises to God, Allah SWT, thank you for that sign.
Thank you for bringing them to me.
:)
Classic case of 'I saw the sign'. Ace of Base? Hehehe.
But I have the best way.
Less spending $$$ and more quality time with the children. Afterall, school holidays are about them.
What am I saying?!
EVERYDAY is about them.
So what is the best way, you say?
Disclaimer: This entry is purely blogged for the sanity of a mom who has not had a single me time since the holidays started. Any living thing or incidents mentioned in this entry is purely coincidental. The purpose of this entry is also to suck ALL of the negativity and disappointment that we can't travel this holidays for the many things to pay for this month. While many families are at beautiful places out of the country, I still have to keep a smile for the very hardworking husband who is the sole breadwinner and pretend that we're ok with no vacation for more than a year. Sesungguhnya Syurga ditapak kaki suami kan? ;p
So, since it's the holidays, it's also the time when kids are more relaxed and are willing to participate in whatever activities you suggest and easy for us, parents, to follow up on them.
I am making it a point to get the kids to:
1. Help set the table for every meal.
The eldest, Marsya, turned 6 recently and going on to Primary 1 in 2012. What better time to train her to
be independent right? Since the eldest enjoys doing it, Ryan and Eli were curious and started helping out
too. Keisya, often takes out ALL the bowls and sets them on the floor. Credits for trying hard and thank
God for the reliable helper, Desi. :)
Classic case of 'Monkey See, Monkey Do'. ;p
2. Help clean the table after every meal.
They're more interested in doing this and very often bring in the dishes even when some of us are still
eating. And with mouths full, sometimes, some of us will scream, "Eh!! I still want the chicken laa!!!"
This one, I say, classic case of 'Never check blindspot'.
3. Make their own bed. (Sometimes make mine. Heheh)
Still a feat actually. But thank goodness they're more automatic the past few days.
And I sometimes forget to remind them to. Heh. My bad. *********REMINDER***********
But they make mine only when they have spent time playing 'nap' on my bed for a full hour but none of
them actually takes a real nap. It happened today too. (dunno what sign to show. a senget smile and
shakes head.)
Classic case of 'Don't Play Play but play'.
4. Throw/put away toys they don't often play with.
This has got to be the most difficult.
EVERY toy seems to be useful.
EVERY broken toy seems to still
be 'playable'.
And EVERY *toot* toy seems to be their favourite. And then there'll be cries and wails
and 'batu ronsen'.
"NO! That's my favourite toy!"
"Mummy! She bluff! She never play with that doll one! She always play with the bogel doll!!"
"No!! I still play with that!"
"But it's broken!"
"Yar, don't play with the legs lah. I play fight-fight with the hands only."
Classic case of 'Karanguni'.
5. Take turns to be 'supervisor' everytime there's cleaning up to be done.
Every child loves being a leader. Sense of pride overwhelms them when they're made 'supervisor of
the day'.
"Mummy, just now right, Kakak never cebok properly."
"Huh?! How do you know?"
"Because I never hear the water."
Kakak interrupted- "I close the door what! How can you hear?! Mummy, I cebok already! Really!!
Ryan yang always tak cebok!"
"I gooooottt."
"NO! He cebok like this only. (makes action of spraying water on imaginary penis)."
"Kakak! You saw?!"
"Yar. Because he never close the door."
"Oh hor!!!!!! Kakak see me kencing!! Ayo!!"
And...... you can guess who ended up crying la ah.
Classic case of 'The Pot calling The Kettle Black' and 'Shoot in front but kena backside'.
6. Write menu for the day.
Kids will write what they would like to eat for the day and I will try my best to cook it on the same day.
Still on-going and I would say, this is the highest achieved so far.
Phew. Even the youngest two are enjoying their doodling and imaginary food. :)
But no, I still have not accede to their request of McDonalds and Maggi Mee almost every day! 0_0
Classic case of 'Test water onlyyyy'.
:p :p :p
With all of that, I hope, the next two weeks before the new school term begins, the kids have learnt basic
household duties. This is also an effort taken so that, if Desi decides not to continue next December, I will not have to pull my hair so much. Or worse, cry everytime a child wakes up from her/his nap.Yes, it happens. If you have never felt that way then you're not normal. :p
Ok, serious time.
Earlier, I was actually feeling terrible that I'm not able to provide luxuries for my kids. Not even a short plane ride. I have to think of more important matters and their school fees for next year. I do cry at times, which I think is normal because I am a normal mom. As much as I am thankful for having a roof over our head, enough food on the table, laughter in the house, occasional shopping and trips to restaurants, I do still wish money would fall from the sky so that I can lavish my children with all they want.
And I'm thankful I chanced upon this quote earlier today, which inspired me to blog after so long.
"A child, like your stomach, doesn't need all you can afford to give it."~ Frank A. Clark
With all praises to God, Allah SWT, thank you for that sign.
Thank you for bringing them to me.
:)
Classic case of 'I saw the sign'. Ace of Base? Hehehe.
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