Friday, June 17, 2016

Cool summer

I definitely cannot complaint. Weather has been very kind to us since the start of ramadhan. Cool, windy, breezy day and night. Its a kind of weather that you can wear cardigans or light jacket (and maybe umbrellas or rain coat), can snuggle in blanket watching tv in daytime and can turn on the fan at night. There's one day when it was raining quite heavily with one or two thunderstorm, i felt very much at 'home'. So blessed with that feeling. I thanked Allah for every drop of water He sent down to us.

But rains also means that we stayed indoor so much. The kids, especially my little one, enjoyed every minute of her time out of the house, even if it justs going to my friend's house which is a couple of doors away from us LOL pity her but it was so entertaining to watch her excitement each time she gets to breath fresh air outside. 

So each time the weather permits, i would definitely make effort to bring her out to park or playground or shopping mall, despite my busy schedule in ramadhan.

This ramadhan so far has been a very productive month for me Alhamdulillah. I thanked Allah for every second he gave me to fill in with valueable things. Apart from tadarus and tarawikh, i joined my friends on few cooking class, making kuih-muih and exchanging them with neighbours and next they plan to make kuih raya togather. Although i thought its bizzare but i love hanging around with them as each time there's always new things i learnt. 

As much that i missed ramadhan at home, I will also missed this kind of ramadhan. 

Tuesday, June 7, 2016

Drained

I picked up Irfan from school today and told him that I found his hat at home (we've been searching for it forever). Suddenly he throws tantrum right there at the front door to the point the teacher asked me if it was alright there. It was so embarrassing. Apparently, he was upset because i dont bring the hat and he wanted it right there and then. No point of negotiating because, when a kid (or my kids) throws tantrum, even 1000 reasons wont do let alone a hug or pat on the back. I can only let them have their 'own' time for a while before comforting them.

But it was at school. And I've been fasting for 13 hours and walked about half a mile to his school. I. AM. HORRIBLY. TIRED. I totally had no energy to comfort talk or even do anything. I tried to talk to him for about 5 minutes and since all I get was a yelling of NO, I decided to just keep quite. I walked at his own pace that took us 40 DAMN MINUTES to get home.

Upon reaching home, I was totally drained. Like mentally and physically. He did not even stop crying and wailing. I went upstairs and cried my heart out. He came to the door and said 'Mummy, its alright mummy. Its alright'

Apparently, he stopped crying.





I went down to prepare his after school snacks. I told him not to do that again because it makes me sad. Not sure if he understood it. 





Well, this is one of those days. Those days you wish never come in your life.