So I made my own playschool at home. It happened when I feel guilty of not doing so much things while my son is growing up so fast hence, creating a small space for him to listen while playing is somehow is a good small steps for me. I hope this act can full fill our day as I always wanted to homeschool my own children. May this will take us further more. If you have any suggestion what to teach at an early age, well I’m welcoming you for the sharing..
Small celebration for his first birthday, a small yet remarkable one just for him. To celebrate the moment I delivered him to this world, the joy of having him in my life. The biggest changes that I had experiencing from being pregnant, until you’re developing to the brightest child. Your smile, your laugh, your tears, is all so precious to me until I don’t think that working life is important to me. What is more important is your everyday development infront of my eyes could not replace with gold, money or materials in this world. Dear Aqil, Thank you for always there for ummi through our struggles and Thank you for allowing me to learn to be a good mother everyday. You’re the best gift that Allah send to me, may you always be in his blessings and keep Allah and quran close to you son.
(16 November 2016, 8am)
Written on November, 2017.
That moment when you want to isolate yourself from everyone.
That moment when depression always kicks in at the same time of the day everyday.
That moment when you less expected and get blinded.
That moment when the one showed up and making a new chapter, the life change forever – either good or bad, things change where eventually you end up where you need to be, hibernation.
What’s 2020 will be? que sera sera..?
A serious major transition in 2016. A mix of everything, yes, everything. Couldn’t think more about works, designs, fitness, freelancing, or even holding a phone.
Experiencing a real relationship and got married early 2016, short honeymoon since not feeling well, flat at home because facing morning sickness all day, everyday through out my pregnancy till my baby was delivered, blessed with a healthy son, my wedding ring was stolen at the end of 2016. Got to wake up in the middle of the night to soothe the crying baby, change diapers and what not.
2016, what a year, what a year. Planned to continue study but have to forget about it, still got debts here and there, plus plus (insert thousand of reasons of failure). And right now need to think how to do freelance with a breast-feed baby with me. Having this little one really change my life, it’s like living in a never-ending marathon. Adjusting myself being a mother which most of my friends didn’t belief with my status. I don’t need anyone approval to be one, for real, I am a mom now.
A new chapter in 2017. Amanah Allah.
That moment when you think you’re out of your mind, ending of my 2015 by deciding to get married to the man beside me. Everything went of so fast, got to know him on May 2015, engage on October, and bam! got married on January 2016. What a start of the year, sound so tough but this is what is stated in my life goals. Marking on another goal on the list and writing out the new lines of goals to achieve.
He is just nobody, no title needed, and nothing they should know much about this epic relationship. It’s like I am looking to another perspective of life. Just us, in a wonderland, with close friends, his family, my family, that filled with Alhamdulillah, happiness. Thank you love for choosing me to be the best person by your side. Let’s sail off the ocean of life together!
Anyway, it isn’t too late yet to greet you a happy new year! wishing dear bloggers and readers from all over the world, may the year bring out the best in us, good health, success and bountiful life.
This was taken when I visited Swiss in 2012, time flies fast and I could still feel that I was there like yesterday. Captured this while on a train ride from Interlaken to Top of Europe.
It’s been a while since my last write..
Counting days of being a worker, but my heart was cringe to rule a business. And always believe that the family business blood are keep running in my head almost everyday. Is not that I don’t want to take the risk of not working, is just that the time for now really forcing me work under a company which I know I will have to own this in near future.
For my passion is always photography, and studied as an interior designer was always making me creating my life as one. Wanted to further my master studies in interior design, work as an interior design consultant, and have my own super creative studio is always my No 1 dreams.
I hope I can still control my thoughts and behavior to be a leader in my own dreams soon, perhaps. Progress, progress, progress.
[she is still under construction]