Saturday, 26 July 2014

Testing days

This week, or rather, this month has been a testing time for us. Faiq was unwell and had high fever on off for 20 days.

Trips to the clinic has been non stop and since I was too tired to argue with the clinic doctors, I requested to go to the paedietrician last Thursday.

He had a full blood and urine test. Alhamdulillah, it was concluded that it is not dengue or chicken pox. He had rashes on Tuesday.

Just a viral fever. Paedietrician prescribed another antibiotic and all is well.

Be healthy baby.

Wednesday, 23 July 2014

Being a Malaysian #MH17 #MH370

In the wake of the bombing of MH17, and the disappearance of MH370, I was saddened by the fact that some Malaysians could not stand behind their own country.

Some even threw negative remarks and make our national carrier, Malaysia Airlines looks much worse to the world. I could not comprehend why would people do that. I understand that for a GLC company, which is partially owned by government, it has incurred loss for so many years.

But, I do remember Malaysia Airlines being the only option available when traveling by air when I was small, before the company was given tough competitions when low cost carriers entered the market. Nevertheless, I do love flying with Malaysia Airlines. I find the staff helpful, even though there were quite a few incidents when I was flying to London in 2010 and back from Manchester in 2011.

This year, is the worst for Malaysia Airlines, since the company was hit by two major tragedies.

When someone in my group started pointing fingers to the pilots, I was like, "Oh my!". I just wanted to scream out, that was how mad I was. Because, we are talking about fellow Malaysians, in fact Muslims. Even the pilots have families. Can't you guys be considerate for one second?

And then when another said that being pilot is easy, I was like, "Astagfirullah",  I had to put some sense when they said something like this. Is it easy to fly an aircraft with hundreds of passengers depending on you? I believe when the disaster strike, the pilot and his co-pilots must be trying hard to rescue the passengers first. I was trying to bite my tongue to remind this person who made the remark, that he just came back from Dubai flying in an airplane, and it did not even occur to him to respect the profession?

Thus this makes me remember a great lesson that I learned from Mitch Albom's 'The Five People You Meet in Heaven', that even the smallest deed, or even the most mundane job makes the world a much easier place to live. And it actually ties back on the purpose of being a khalifah in this world, and answers the question, "Why was I here?"

So, just stop finger pointing each other at this time, and be proud to be a Malaysian. Yes, there are people who are trying hard to save the company. Let us give al-Fatihah for the lost lives of the crews and the passengers. And please be considerate to the non Muslims as well.

And in the midst of all this, I found this yesterday in Yahoo News. Glad that Malaysia Airlines is in the list of Top 10 Airlines at number 5.


Friday, 18 July 2014

Ramadhan reminder

I got this from my ex-school group chat. An awesome reminder. (and not to forget to sadaqah Al-Fatihah for MH17)

A woman told me she has difficulty fasting because of her health, and can rarely attend the masjid in the evenings for Taraweeh because of her work schedule. She was feeling down because she didn’t have that spiritual connection she so badly had wanted in Ramadan. This is a reminder for her and for all of us who’ve been struggling:

Many of us feel inadequate this Ramadan. Long hours of fasting with short nights makes it hard for those of us who are parents of young kids, those taking care of parents or loved ones, those of us working full time, or those of us who are unable to fast, "FEEL" Ramadan. We can't do the extra worship we used to and even when we get in our extra Qur'an or pray in the mosque we can't even concentrate, so we end up just feeling lame.

But what we really need is a perspective shift.

We need to recognize that taking care of the future generation, providing financial support for ourselves and loved ones or taking care of our health are some of the highest forms of worship in and of themselves. We just need to make the intention and internally shift our perspectives.

Give yourself 5 minutes, just you and God. Sit and raise your hands and share what's in your heart with Him in your own words, even though He is well aware of it. Allow the burden of your frustration with yourself to be lifted off your shoulders and into His Hands.

"Dear God, I feel distant from you and it hurts especially because it's Ramadan and I want to feel close to You in this month. Please, accept all my sacrifices for Your Sake and let me taste the sweetness of our relationship together through what I'm doing. As much as I wish I could be in the masjid and concentrate when reading Qur'an like I used to do to get that eman high, I can't. But I'm doing whatever I can to fulfill the responsibilities You've given me in this phase of my life. So please, write me amongst the highest in Paradise, pour barakah into my life and let me taste the sweetness of my relationship with You through what I'm doing."

Then, just keep renewing your intention. Remember, even the mundane (brushing your teeth) can be worship with your intention. And try to increase your dhikr just a little bit when you're walking to your car or washing the dishes or taking your meds or going to sleep.

The beauty of Islam is that it doesn't restrict worshipping God to praying, fasting and reading Qur'an. It can encompass your daily actions simply through your intention.

As Abdullah ibn Mubarak said: "Perhaps a great deed is belittled by an intention. And perhaps a small deed, by a sincere intention, is made great."

This Ramadan, make your worship something transformational. Chose to understand your relationship with God as one which will continue even when your life changes. Choose to magnify your intention.

Thursday, 17 July 2014

Halfway in Ramadhan...

Being in Ramadhan makes me realise how I missed eating together on a proper table, with my family. Usually we would just sit in the living room and eat in front of the TV. Need to change that habit, somehow.

As for the boys, they have been breaking their fast at surau with their grandfather. And for the only girl in my family, she has been breaking fast with her grandmother. Which leave only Fateh, Faiq, my husband and myself at home.

Faiq has entered the stage where he would like to crawl non stop around the house. And he has been eating with us during dinner. His diet consists of fruits, biscuits and porridge. And he loves to eat.

Then when we started breaking fast, suddenly there is a baby crawling to enter the kitchen and looking at us with his saliva dripping. ^_^

Yesterday, he found out that Fateh was playing Pou on my husband's hand phone. He was so excited that he tried to grab Pou and was very angry when we took away the phone.

Hohoho, the joy of living with a growing baby.

Alhamdulillah, even though Faiq is a mixed feeding baby (formula and mother's milk), he is still feeding from myself at 7 months.

Thursday, 10 July 2014

Minggu lepas...

Sibuk sebab ada budak demam. Lama pula tu. Akhirnya Jumaat ambillah cuti kecemasan.

Tok Ayah ikat kain atas kepala macam ninja. Tak tercabut langsung.

Tuesday, 1 July 2014

Faiq dah masuk gear

Tahu-tahu si kenit asyik angkat punggung. Kemudian mula angkat badan. Minggu ini dah maju ke hadapan.

Dua minggu lepas reverse gear.

Bestnya jadi bayi 6 bulan. Semua nak cium, cuit, gomol dia.

Sebelum abang-abangnya pergi sekolah, pakaikan Faiq beg dulu. Faiq pun nak tumpang pergi sekolah. Kan adik kan kan #muahs#