Life As iT is

Puan Firdous's visit to dubai.

noreply@blogger.com (Fauziah) — Tue, 01 Mar 2011 06:54:00 +0000

This post is exclusively for my sister as she requested a post just dedicated on her visit to Dubai. I just need a reason to write and you gave me one.

Well to start off I've been waiting for ages for my sis to visit me in Dubai. My Mom has come several times but none of my siblings have. They too had the intention but as life and it's happenings comes in between they never managed to visit us till last December. And when December finally decided to come upon us my sister's family and my parents came to Dubai to visit us. Initially I was a bit of course excited and over whelmed with happiness but I also worried about meeting thier expectations and will they be comfortable and blah blah...Silly me as usual. But they were delighted with Dubai and and our home the moment they set foot on it. I remember my nephew being the charming boy he always is coming up to me and saying, "You have an amazing house izziama". That just took my breath away. All the hard work keeping a home and trying my level best to persuade my not so into home decor hubby to help me put up some fixtures and frame over the last 3 years has actually paid off.

Well once they were settled we all had a plan outlined for their visit. My parents took it easy this time as they have come twice before this. So all they wanted to do was to visit a few places and mainly to take it easy and have a relaxing time. What we needed to focus on was to wow my sister's family and make their visit a memorable one. Everyday we had something planned and god bless my sister and my ever wonderful brother in law for their efficiency in getting them and their 3 adorable kids ready in time. The house was always busy in the mornings. waking up, getting cleaned and down in time for breakfast was a fun thing in that 2 weeks.It was chaotic at times but fun fun fun. Did I mention it was great fun.

Well we had so many places to visit but only two weeks. Oh boy that was hard to complete but we did finish most of them but missed a few here and there. Well there's always a next time right. This is the main list that we had:

So that's the list and as you can slightly make over what you can read that's 2 weeks to the dot. We didn't miss any days out and there no days just dedicated to rest. Well you've come all the way here and what to rest. Nah.

All in all like you requested your visit was out of this world and amazing and stupendous. Jokes aside it was truly a great vacation. When great company gets together the out come can only be good. Most importantly it gave us as a family to bond together as we never actually stayed in one house together since we both got married. To be exact when I got married. So i loved it to bits. We had these long chats at night and had good laughs.

Im just waiting for your next visit sis. Would love to go in details to every single day but then if I do that this blog will never end and I will have to mention Machan's vomiting incident...OOOppps.

Thank you for coming. Looking forward to your next visit.

Yuva and Sara's Visit to Dubai

noreply@blogger.com (Fauziah) — Sun, 20 Feb 2011 11:01:00 +0000

I don't remember when was the last time I laughed so much. Well I do giggle all the time but laughing till your tummy aches and your eyes tear up. That pretty much sums up to how much of laughter we had for the last 5 days. Yuva And Sara (Saravana Kumar) at last made a trip to Dubai. They were on their way back to Glasgow from Malaysia and we had only 5 days with them.

Sara is one of Fairoz's very good friend, safe to say his best friend. They go back a long way. Yuva his wife and Sara are both doing their Phd in Glasgow. They both make a lovely couple just like us. He he. Timing was perfect when they were here since we had school break from the 15th till the 19th. So I had no worries keeping up to routine and school rush. It was a short visit but one to be remembered.

Usually whenever we have guests Fairoz comes up with a long printed schedule on where to visit and good places to eat. So this time was no different. We had the list again but to our surprise they wanted to take it easy and not rush as they just came back from Malaysia where everything was a big rush as always. So we too sat back and relaxed and did what we could. We managed to bring them to Dubai Mall Aquarium , Dubai Festival City, Heritage village, Chamber of Atlantis and they went for the Desert Safari. I wished we could have brought them to Global Village but the one time we tried we could not even enter the place and somehow time went by and we could not go. There is always a next time. The main thing we did when they were here was just to catch up with each other and have a good time. And that's what we did. We talked and talked and talked. Anyone who knows Sara knows that he can just crack you up by just looking at you. Boy did he make us laugh or what. I feel like I laughed so much that today without them around feels like i've just had the most boring day of them all.

Hope they can make another visit soon or us going up to Glasgow. Thank you for coming and being with us. We too had a little break and having friends like both of you is the best anyone can ever hope for. Like they say all good things must come to an end. Looking forward to the next one with you guys.

Hello Again

noreply@blogger.com (Fauziah) — Wed, 09 Feb 2011 17:06:00 +0000

He he..I know what you're gonna say kak Gim. Ok I'm here dusting off my blog again. Seriously I get so much of ideas to write but somehow again time plays a nasty trick on me. I have to admire some women out there. How do you manage to keep your blog in tip top shape and still juggle with everyday life. Give yourself a lot of pats on the back.

Just thought of dropping a line or two and see how things go this time. So what has happened so far. Let me see. Azfar has moved from nursery to KG2 to Grade 1. He's a brilliant boy. We are working very hard to get some things sorted out but I'm sure all will be well in due time. Little Hanaa Z is in nursery now. Currently she is attending Palms Nursery. 10 minutes drive away. I was just too excited about both kids going to school. just imagine the time i will have. Boy was I so wrong about that. The drop offs and pick ups is done by me now. Yes got my driving license. After failing 2 times...not bad in a place where people actually fail 16 times and then leave the country. Well to get back to the leisure time i was talking about. None...what leisure time. It's either sit down and be a couch potato or sleep or start cooking and doing the laundry. Well with two kids who only eats home cooked meal and being the laundry freak I am I guess it's safe to say that I come back and start cooking and cleaning and by the time I know it it;s time to go pick them up. Im writing this so fast so please pardon me for any errors. No time for spell check coz i know if I do that this thing will never get published.

SO kids off to school and what else...Well it's 2011...Happy New Year...My parents and sister's family came down last December. It was great fun. One good memory and just Last month my in laws came down for the first time. Somehow with school and it's timing we still managed to have lots of fun. Thank you for making us very happy with your visit.

That's all for now...Let's see how long it takes this time. Ciao

Missing In Action

noreply@blogger.com (Fauziah) — Tue, 12 Jan 2010 03:23:00 +0000

Im back. I don't know for how long but will try my best.

In my earlier post I mentioned about being troubled with getting help. I figured the best way was to do it all by yourself. It worked and I have to say it was very rewarding as well. The satisfaction one gets knowing you have done everything by yourself is truly amazing. Well i do get some help now and then but most of the time I'm on my own. In a way it keeps me moving. Good to shed off those unwanted pounds. It's going away but very slowly.

Azfar has gone to school and wjile writing these I'm already planning today's menu. The weather is wonderful but a little cold as well. It's really hard and very trying to wake up so early when even the weather tells you to go back to bed and snuggle in. Azfar was good on the first day but the following days always was followed with "2 minutes" , "I wanna sleep more". It breaks my heart to see him wake up with so much difficulty and get down to gulp down his breakfast and get ready for school. But my boy is truly very good. He's taking it so well. Can't blame him. We had such a lovely time back in Malaysia. A good rest and a wonderful family time as well. And now its back to routine. We'll get the hang of it soon.

Will write more soon.....Something everyday...If I can.....

Not so much

noreply@blogger.com (Fauziah) — Sat, 31 Jan 2009 18:14:00 +0000

I have been trying my level best to write at least some updates since my last post. I do not know how you do it but time plays a pretty mean game to me. Well I thought my next post was going to be all cheery and filled up with new improvements. It will definitely have that but also some not so good news.

Since the last time I updated this blog my old maid left and I hired an Indonesian lady who was coming from 9 am till 6 pm. Azfar started his nursery and I needed more help at home. We did pretty well. He loves his nursery and I had more time with my little princess at home. I said more time with her not more free time. Well a lot of them thought when you send one kid to school, you tend to have more time for something but guess what , YOU ARE SO WRONG ABOUT THAT MY FRIEND. Ha ha, I just had to do that. Well it's true. Since little master started his preschool, we have been running up and down ( more about his nursery in another post). Hence we took a new maid, one who we assumed will be of more help rather than leaving us in the middle of the month. She had her excuses and I have mine for being upset.

Right now I am horribly ill with this bad cold and nursing 2 lil ones with horrible cough...so I need a miracle to happen. Send me a maid, a good one, one who is constant and does not decide to leave all of a sudden.

That part is over and I am looking forward for some good news soon. Other than that I have found some real friends at last over here in Dubai. It makes this place a whole lot better to live. Will write more soon. I have been trying to write about Azfar's debut to the schooling world. Watch this space.

Of Mornings and Coffee

noreply@blogger.com (Fauziah) — Fri, 09 Jan 2009 10:45:00 +0000

Today is Friday and that means no maid, no help. I have to deal with the house cleaning, laundry, cooking and bathing the kids all by myself. Not forgetting feeding my two little brats. It's not that I detest doing everyday chores or taking care of my kids but at times when you feel that you are doing the same thing day in and day out it kinda gets to you.

I'm a full time housewife or homemaker, whatever you call it, one who is lost for the time being. It was my decision entirely to do this for I believe no one will ever be able to take care of my kids like how I do. I know I'm not perfect and I do scold my kids at times but the thought of anyone else doing the same to them freaks me out. Today was like everyday, I tried to slowly walk out of the room in the morning while they were still asleep but it didn't work. Before I got off the bed, I tilted my head up and had a peep at the cot where my darling girl was sleeping and snoring away (she has blocked nose, hence the snore).

Well she was fast asleep and I thought this is my chance of going down and getting my day started with my favorite cup of coffee and biscuits ( yes I'm a cookie monster ). And as I was getting out of the bed picturing myself in the kitchen dunking my cookie in my coffee and some tabloids for easy reading, guess what happened. She woke up. I was out of the bed and I quickly ducked and hid myself on the other side hoping she will go back to sleep. As I lay on the cold hard floor, I was thinking how silly all this is but I had no choice. It's either coffee and biscuits or straight to the chores. She let out a cry and I stood up smiling, she smiled back and I went to her.

Together we went downstairs leaving Azfar who was fast asleep. She was happy and that sort of took of a little bit of my bad mood away. I know I was not getting my coffee any time soon. With her on my hip, we started making her milk and she was smiling away. I was not. Put her down and gave her milk. Ran to the bathroom as nature called. I had to keep my toilet visits short as she does not like me out of her sight. Quickly brushed my teeth and I was still hoping for at least a cup of hot coffee, never mind the cookies now. As I stepped out of the wash room, she was climbing of the sofa holding her bottle. That picture of her doing that made me smile and eased the fact that I'm up and without coffee.

We sat down and watched some TV while she was trying to poo. She finished and it was time to bath her. As we were going upstairs I heard another cry. Made me dizzy just thinking the two of them up and me no coffee. Yes coffee was back, teasing me. We stopped going up and he came down, rubbing his eyes and whining as usual. He is 4 and still is a baby. I went to the kitchen and made his bottle, yes he's still on bottle and I let him. Why not let them have these simple pleasures now and let him have fun. By the way Azfar is almost off the diapers. He does not wet the night ones we put on him. This is a big thing for us as we have tried many times to toilet train him. It was difficult in the beginning and what was more difficult was a lot of people telling us it's time he went off the diapers. I believe every child has his or her timing and we should not rush them. Like Dr. Fiona said, " He is not a dog to be trained". She helped us see things in a different perspective all together.

They had their bath and I did my laundry after that. Had to be careful as to not leave the keys on the other side. They locked me inside once and once is enough. He he. It was breakfast time and I started washing the bottles as they munched down their bread. Yes I was thinking, more like hoping for a cup of coffee. As I shooed them out of the kitchen I turned to look at the time. It was 11 am and my stomach made a sound. I know what that was. I rushed to make my coffee and sat down at last.The aromatic smell of the coffee made me think of the song " My favorite things" from Sound Of Music. As I slowly sipped my coffee, the warm, soothing brown liquid made me feel sane again.

With that music still playing in my head I thought to myself, it's not so bad after all.

NOTE : I love coffee and I have them twice a day, sometimes more than that.

Aha....

noreply@blogger.com (Fauziah) — Thu, 08 Jan 2009 11:05:00 +0000

Im writing this article and as I write, I realize there has a been a long absence from my writing. This want and need to write has been there for me all the time but it's just that it is the Time that does not permit it. Love of my life, my husband tells me to write when I am bored and I turn and look at him and say, " where do I get the time darling". Having said that I know deep inside I can make some time but a number of thoughts takes over me and there goes the time.

Truth be told I did write and I do have a number of drafts starting to collect in my box. Lately, I have been reading a friend's blog and it has awakened my appetite for writing about life again(http://syigimsharif.blogspot.com/) . We have a lot of happenings this year that could be put in beautiful words but I did not have the courage to write them. Call me a coward, maybe that is what I am. I blame myself all the time for not going out there and reaching out to fullfill my dreams. The nagging voice at the back of my head tells me to do it but that boring little lady inside me who sits and tells me to do the appropriate things holds me back.

The tiny problem I have is that I never express myself very well with speech. I reach out to people by writing. Maybe that is why whatever I write turns to come out as something really deep. Enough said. Time to get up and do something about it.

What Shall I do

noreply@blogger.com (Fauziah) — Sat, 19 Jan 2008 06:02:00 +0000

Well, it has happened again. I have been lazy and so not much was written on this page for a very long time. Truth be told I had my parents over with me for a month. It was nice having them just for myself for a change. I did not have to worry about other obligations. Me and Fairoz finally sort of took things easily. We did not rush to do things, we went out for movies and also woke up late. I got too lazy and I knew this is just temporary, so rather than jumping back on my feet and start doing things, I took advantage of the situation and started enjoying them immensely.

Its really nice, this feeling of being taken care of. Its like you're a kid again. Even though you are the lady of the house somehow you end up asking for confirmation for everything. After all she is superior. Kids loved it too. That is one thing I was worried most, how they were going to take it after they left but life is life. Not being with family here in Dubai is such a setback for the kids. They are missing out so much. They do not get enough attention at times. They are sleeping on the carpet now and looking at their soft faces I am starting to feel so bad why I don't seem to have the time for them. I cook, clean, do the laundry and bath them everyday without fail unless its Fairoz's off days. He bathes them when he is off. Then after that its feeding time and then its nappy change time and then it's nap time. And so there goes the day. Slowly the day turns into evening and its dinner time and bed time. Where do I find the time to sit and play with them or take a book and read to them. I'm clueless.

Back Again

noreply@blogger.com (Fauziah) — Mon, 07 Jan 2008 05:40:00 +0000

Hello there again. For sometime I could not open my blog on friendster at all. I assumed it is because of some technical problem or they must have blocked this site too in Dubai. I am so glad that after a few complaints on my side to Friendster, I am now actually updating my blog.Hooray........

Hanaa...Continuation

At last the doctor arrived and he too had to tell me that I was not in labor. Deep inside I was very frustrated and disappointed in him because I knew he could do better than this. I knew I was definitely in labor. He told me that I had two choices, either I stay the night or I could go back home and he also told me since I was there already I might as well stay the night. He gave me an injection for the pain and told me to go back home tomorrow morning. I was confused and I was so tired and yes I was hungry. The expression I saw on my mom's face told me everything I needed to know. Soon my in laws came for a visit and left after a few words of encouragement. Mom was with me and told me to have something to eat. I did. I had a chicken burger and yes it was yummy.

Time was not moving too fast. I couldn't sleep and mom too was not very comfortable with the sofa she was on. But I still tried to get some sleep to get some strength for what was coming. Sleep came to me on and off and the pain kept waking me up. It was getting very sharp but I kept it to myself, I wanted mom to have at least some rest. Soon it was too much to bear alone and I called out to her. She just came to me with her loving words and sweet face. Looking at her gave me encouragement. I really missed my husband then. To have him there at that time was what I was praying for but I guess Allah had a reason for him not being there. Mom kept massaging me and spoke encouraging words when the contraction kept coming on too quickly. I had a loving midwife too. She was a gem of a person and without her; it could not have been a smooth ride towards the happy delivery I had. She came to check me again and told me that I have dilated 60 %. That means 6 cm and both me and amma shared tears of joy. The usual routine is that the doctor will only arrive when I have dilated 80% and so we waited and yes the pain was unbearable but I still managed to call my husband to update him. He was surprised. For a while there I just wanted to shout out to everyone telling them, "Told you I was in labor". Obviously I was not able to and yes back to the labor scene where a tiny little baby was impatient to come out. I felt the urge to push so much but they kept telling me not to for the doctor was still on his way. My husband tried to call me but I could not hear the phone ringing. I was occupied. I was shouting and screaming. My dad who was waiting outside told my sister and brother in law that two babies will do for me. Dear dad could not see his baby in pain.
Back inside the midwives was trying their best to make me not push the baby out but I kept screaming I had to and yes they gave the gas to shut me up and it did help. I was dozing off and then they were shouting telling me not to go to sleep. Nice try there. What was I supposed to do? I was not allowed to push nor sleep. Hmmm...Soon the urge was getting more and more pronounced and precisely at that time I saw my Doctor's head pop inside and my water bag burst and with just one push everything came out, Yes including the baby. All I felt was oh my, what a relief and I could hear my mom saying it's a girl it's a girl. With that happy news I just dozed off while the doctor attended to me.

The End

Posted by Fauziah Farouk on December 27, 2007 at 11:33 PM

Hanaa Part 2

noreply@blogger.com (Fauziah) — Mon, 07 Jan 2008 05:39:00 +0000

I called the labour ward to talk to the nurse and started crying a bit..not because of the pain.I really could not believe that I was actually going to the hospital soon without Fairoz but the nurse mistook it for pain and me being frightened.Drove to the hospital and through out the car ride I was sobbing silently.Arrived at the hospital..one comforting thing was that I was going to give birth in the new birthing suite.Hmmm doesn't that have a nice ring to it, Birthing suite.I remember the last time i was here for my first,I started crying when I was outside the labour ward.This time around i was pretty calm,tired but calm.We went inside while dad went to park the car.All the midwives were already there to greet me with smiling faces.They asked me to sign some documents and i was brought to room number 9.Well I then told them I am not sure whether am i really in labour or not and they started doing their routine.Checked for contraction but none came.That really sort of pissed me off.Why all of a sudden it stopped, I have no idea.We were there for almost 45 mins and I decided to go back home.They gave me some painkillers.After popping them inside my mouth i started to change into my clothes and head back home.In a way I was glad but deep inside something was going on.One of the midwife said goodbye and told me,"Well who knows we might see you again tonight".I jus smiled and left.The contraction came again once i was inside the car.Well life's like that.We reached home and I saw everyone's face.They were like not another false alarm.My parents in law came and gave me some encouraging words.That was nice.

Everyone told me to go to bed to get some sleep.i was hungry though.Had this green looking "rasam" and rice and drank the horrible "kashayam" again.I went up and prayed and asked god to give me lots of strength.I tried to sleep but the the pain kept waking me up.I knew i was in labour.No one else believed me. Ha ha ..Slowly noon became evening and I had more frequent contraction and it was getting more painful.I had lots of visitors too.My aunt,grandmother and uncle came to see me.While entertaining them I timed my contraction.it was 5 mins apart and that was when I had this sharp pain,shocked me a bit but I was very calm.Climbed the stairs slowly and went to check something and truly I had a show(blood sign).Ok time to go to hospital.This time around everyone took their own sweet time.Well I gave them false alarm in the morning.While waiting for them I called my husband and updated him on what was going on.He told me to be brave and asked whether I can come online.I was like 'Sayang I'm in pain", he said "Ok darling then you go to the hospital and check it out and we'll talk over the net tomorrow",and i said "Darling I think I might have the baby soon".Well that was when true reality hit him."I'm not there ..how can you be having the baby"..I said "well..its not in our hands,but you dont worry just pray and read all the surahs i gave you and come back soon,Insyallah I will give you a beautiful baby for you to hold".That calmed him down a bit but according to my sis and Bro in law that was not the case.They called him and he called them for sometime.

We left home around 7.30 pm.This time I was hoping this was the real thing.I was actually getting very tired of running up and down.Got myself admitted and changed into hospital clothes.The midwife checked for contraction and yes you are right.It jus did not come.When one finally came she decided to check me internally and let me tell you, it is not a very nice thing and a very painful process.Instead of telling me I have dilated, she said well I have not opened up even a little and the baby's head is still not engaged.I was very frustrated to hear that.They told me the doctor will be here soon......(to be continued...aha feeding time again..)

Posted by Fauziah Farouk on March 30, 2007 at 07:18 PM

Hanaa

noreply@blogger.com (Fauziah) — Mon, 07 Jan 2008 05:37:00 +0000

She is here at last..my little princess,Hanaa Zafeerah..It was a big drama and all before she made her debut into this world.I had my first contraction on 19th of February while on Google talk with hubby,telling him I will only deliver when he gets here(He was supposed to come on the 26th but was planning to surprise us on the 23rd..guess who surprised him at last..read on.)And there i was arguing with him that he must get here soon and aarrghhh,my first contraction hit me.I thought it was just a very painful braxton hicks coming to greet me now and then since i was getting it for the past 2 weeks.I told him i had it and we just laughed about it..I was so sure it was nothing.Went to bed like every other day,hoping and praying will have a safe delivery and most importantly for my dear husband to come back.You have no idea how much I wanted him to be with me.I had him with me when i delivered our first child and it was a beautiful experience for the both of us.I still get tears in my eyes when i think about it.Sentimental me..Well we hope and wish but it is He who decides.He(God) decided baby should come out soon.The whole night i couldn't sleep.Whenever i dozed off this weird pain kept waking me up.I kept telling myself it cannot be.I have this vague memory of what took place during my first delivery and the pain was very much similar.How can i have it this fast. No it can't be I told myself.And yes it was contraction all right...it hit me again and again..quite far apart.Deep inside i knew it was time.That's when mom came to check on me,I guess she knew something is going to happen from the previous night just by looking at my face.How they do that I have no idea.She came around 5 am and i was sitting down breathing in and out waiting for the contraction to pass.Then mom made some coffee for me and sat down with me to time the contraction.It was really sweet but i really missed fairoz.We were supposed to time it together but he was still in Dubai unaware that i was already in labour.After an hour of timing we decided to pray and go back to bed.I need to conserve my energy if this was real labour pain but I couldn't sleep of course.Who could when the pain kept waking me up again and again.One part was the pain and another was me in tears asking myself why now,when he is still so far away.Decided to go the hospital after lunch since the pain was quite far apart........to be continued..(need to feed baby...bye)

Posted by Fauziah Farouk on March 30, 2007 at 04:10 AM

Almost There

noreply@blogger.com (Fauziah) — Mon, 07 Jan 2008 05:35:00 +0000

hmm hmm..been silent again..with good reason..Was trying to calm myself down and my toddler and the little one growing inside me.Im just waiting for March the 7.I don't know.It might come out earlier than expected..Missing Frz a lot.Thought it should be fine but hey who am i kidding.Being far away from each other is not easy.These past few months I've come to realize there is so much more to life.Patience can be tested in so many levels and yes at times I too have felt like pulling all my hair out..but pregnancy has done some good things to my hair and i would like them to stay..vain i know but hey appreciate what you have..Everyone has been telling me..its a boy..no its a girl..its a boy..Well i will love you the same little darling..no matter you're a boy or a girl..jus come out with good health and make mommy and atta proud..we only want the best for you...I look forward to the day where i can hold you in my arms and say a silent prayer of thanks to our maker.

Posted by Fauziah Farouk on January 20, 2007 at 06:47 AM

Older Posts

noreply@blogger.com (Fauziah) — Mon, 07 Jan 2008 05:30:00 +0000

Baby

I know I'm supposed to keep updating my blog but good god I haven't been able to for some time. Some of them tell me that hey you're not working, you’re just at home. I feel like banging their heads with a hammer. Do you know how busy one can get with a toddler running around the house? It’s a joy to see him running around with his eyes gleaming with mischief but you're not a single gal anymore sitting in front of your comp jus wasting the day away. I now know how precious sleep is. Now that im pregnant again, I jus wish I could go to bed whenever I want but my honey bunny misses me. I can hear him outside my room calling amma, ma, mama and there goes my will to sleep. That’s how it was for the past 4 months but now I’m home with my mother and my in laws. They take good care of him and I can put up my feet and feel the pain slowly being lifted off me. The part about having a baby is that it’s wonderful nonetheless but it’s the being pregnant part that puts me off. I have all the pains you can imagine and they keep knocking my door every day.Cramps, spasms, nausea, you name it, I've got it. But I guess one has to go through it no matter what. It’ll be so worth it at the end of my nine months. That’s all for now I guess….might take some time off till I update again…he he….bye

Posted by Fauziah Farouk on October 09, 2006 at 07:45 PM

noreply@blogger.com (Fauziah) — Sat, 05 Jan 2008 06:52:00 +0000

Writing on a new crisp page is something I always look forward to. Though this page cannot be actually described as a crisp page is another matter altogether. I remember writing on my diary when I was young, turning to a new page and starting a new topic was always fun. It holds a new experience, new beginnings and a chance to start fresh. So here I am on a new site, not exactly a new crisp page, but I would like to think so.

For a stay at home Mom who provides for her family 24 hours, one can say that time is something that passes you by without notice. The saying "Time and Tide waits for No Man" is so true here. As for myself I wish the day had more hours so that I have time for the family and for myself. Unfortunately, that is a fool's wish. I'm sure everyone agrees with me here. So I went on and on as to what I could do at home while caring for the little ones and the thought of writing hit me all of a sudden. And so here I am at last writing my first entry. This is is just a simple blog, a blog where I can write whatever I want to and whenever I want to. That's all....hmmmm

Though my old blog still exists (http://fauzifairoz.blogs.friendster.com/fauzis/) , unfortunately I am not able to update on it due to some technical problems. Hence this move was imperative. In time my old entries on my old blog will slowly move in here, starting today.....

Thoughts

when situations allows you some time for yourself,we tend to sit down and look out to the blue sky and ponder on whats happening around us and to us.where are we,how did we get here and boy wasn't that fast.Time flies so fast these days.all of us are so into our own mind,the clutter it makes and tend to forget what we promised ourselves when we started the journey we're in now.All those things we vowed to uphold no matter what seems very distant but somewhere inside you it keeps flashing a warning sign,"hey have you forgotten me lass".Of course we haven't.Its there in a nook trying to grow but our selfishness creeps up and the flash sign dims a little.....and its forgotten yet again.

10-12-2005 at 11:37 PM