My eldest daughter Nuraina has been piling on so much weight for the past few months.
You know,she started off being such a skinny baby as she was close to be underweight we have been giving her a lot of multivitamins and minerals to make her go strong, chubby and healthy. As she hit six months, we fed her appeton for babies on a daily basis, once she turned one we began to give her Scotts Emulsions and vitamin C and when she was down with fever she had lost so much weight making her look so skinny and fragile that we changed her milk into Weight Gain for 2 months. When she was in Year One she started to grow nice and proportionate and we were satisfied with her development.
There was this one day an acquittance commented that her son is the smallest in class and that she is worried, as he is a boy and he may get bullied when he goes to school later so I told her that I used to worry about my daughter's growth and I have been giving her loads of supplements and multivitamins to promote her growth. She then commented she had a friend who used to be so small that she had been taking lots of supplements and now she has weight issues. She said the after effect of the supplements takes many years later to get the results. I didn't think much about it and just pushed the thought aside.
But NOW.....
I see her point, my daughter Nuraina has begun to show interest in food and she eats all the time. She enjoys eating, sometimes after taking lunch she will munch on biscuits and her stomach looks so round and protruded. From a scrawny baby into a chubby girl, we now have problems finding clothes for her. When she was younger she used to wear one size smaller than her age, now she wears 2 size bigger than her age. She is 11 but she wears 13-14 clothes. Just the other day, we bought a pair of baju kurung the largest in the kids section size 13 - 14, I was confident it could fit her because it looked big, sadly, she can't even bring the sarung to her waist, it got stuck at her thunder thighs and even the baju kurung we had problems to bring her hand out of the sleeves.
I am worried, I want her to not eating much but sometimes when I cook she will be the first I call to eat because it's nice looking at her enjoying the food I cooked as I felt all the efforts I have put in to prepare the meals have not gone to waste compared to her younger siblings who are basically needed to be forced to eat for every meal. She even commented 'You want me to be kurus, but you also make me eat'. Yalah tu Aina but most of the times I stop you from eating and indulging in cookies and other things kan?
This where the dilemma lies as I often stock up food in the house like biscuits, chocolate, ice-creams, fruits, wedges, nuggets and other tidbits to encourage the younger ones to eat as they are not rice-people. The problem is that Kakak Aina will wallop what they are eating too. On top of that when they could not finish the drinks or the food they consumed Kakak Aina will be summoned as not to let the food go to waste. So how?
I hope this is just a phase and she will not continue to balloon up as the years go by.
Sunday, July 3, 2011
Tuesday, June 28, 2011
I am upset!
Remember Khairina my 3rd child my blur and unfocussed daughter who is struggling in school?
Well, last week she told me she lost her Maths activity book. I was so mad, of all the subjects, Maths, the subject she is weakest in? Therefore she has not been doing her work, we went to quite a number of shops searching for the book and apparently they no longer reprint the book because of the new syllabus KLSSR.
Last Saturday was the Open Day, I dragged seeing her class teacher one because this is the same teacher who penalized my eldest daughter for asking question in class and labeling her as 'busybody', when I got to know the same teacher is to be Khairina's class teacher I had not so good feeling about it. Nothing happened after that it just that Khairina's performance has been deteriorating, she never has flunk Maths before, the lowest she has scored was 67% (I know its not great but coming for Khairina I was complacent) until this mid-term when she scored only 37% I was upset.
I've been going through her books and as usual they are all a lot of incomplete work written all over the page, I am unhappy that the teacher did nothing about it, I can help if the work was taken from the textbook but the problem is that it was work written on the board and knowing Khairina she copies things slowly and a loner she ends up daydreaming in class.
When I sat down with the teacher during Open Day she kept on repeating 'I know you're very busy' or 'you must be very busy' as though I have not done much to help my daughter, She told me about my daughter's missing book, I told her I'm aware of that and that I've been going to bookstores to hunt for the book and I told her if I could have someone's book to bring home, so that she can do the work that she has missed.
I took one home, got it photocopied Saturday itself, there were about 12 pages front and back that needed to be done. Unfortunately Sunday was a busy day, I woke up 5.30 am to fry drummets for Nabil to bring for his football tournament. Hub and Nabil left home at around 6.30 am, as bibik was not around I had to attend to the household chores, at around 8.30 I had to put make up on Aina as she has her choir performance at The Curve, sent her to school, bought breakfast and headed home. Bathed the kids, fed them and took the whole brood to Giant to do some groceries shopping, I was done by 12.30 pm unloaded the thing and drove to The Curve to catch Aina's performance. Spent about half an hour to secure a parking space when finally Aina called to inform that she has just finished performing.
Got lost in The Curve as we went in through the wrong entrance, walked around for about 15 minutes before reaching her which is at the other side of where I parked my car. To cut thing short, after lunch and waiting for the heavy downpour to abate we reached home close to 5 pm. So after shower and dinner Khairina sat down to do her work at around 6.30 pm. As she was slow in her doing her work and a lot of careless mistakes as she's easily confused with what she was suppose to do etc etc at around 11 pm she is still not done with her work.
I felt pity for her as she was sleepy and I was tired and sleepy too, I told her to put away her things and get ready to bed. She was worried she didn't get to finish her work and I told her to explain to the teacher that she will get it done the next day.
So today when she came back to school, she was unhappy because the teacher scolded her for not finishing her work and her papers were all over the place as I have forgotten to staple them. What I am upset is that the teacher made a remark of "Your parents are stupid for not stapling the paper, and they do not want to help you, how're you going to improve like this?"
I was soooooooo mad and so upset, that was so uncalled for making an upsetting remark to an 8-year old girl. I admit I was wrong but there's no need to use such words!!!!!!!!!!!
I am not sure her rationale of blurting those words, it's like she's asking us to come over and challenge her. I am not sure if confrontational will do any good as I'm afraid that she will mark my daughter and penalized her even more.
I am still in rage but after writing all this down it has managed to calm me a tiny bit.
Well, last week she told me she lost her Maths activity book. I was so mad, of all the subjects, Maths, the subject she is weakest in? Therefore she has not been doing her work, we went to quite a number of shops searching for the book and apparently they no longer reprint the book because of the new syllabus KLSSR.
Last Saturday was the Open Day, I dragged seeing her class teacher one because this is the same teacher who penalized my eldest daughter for asking question in class and labeling her as 'busybody', when I got to know the same teacher is to be Khairina's class teacher I had not so good feeling about it. Nothing happened after that it just that Khairina's performance has been deteriorating, she never has flunk Maths before, the lowest she has scored was 67% (I know its not great but coming for Khairina I was complacent) until this mid-term when she scored only 37% I was upset.
I've been going through her books and as usual they are all a lot of incomplete work written all over the page, I am unhappy that the teacher did nothing about it, I can help if the work was taken from the textbook but the problem is that it was work written on the board and knowing Khairina she copies things slowly and a loner she ends up daydreaming in class.
When I sat down with the teacher during Open Day she kept on repeating 'I know you're very busy' or 'you must be very busy' as though I have not done much to help my daughter, She told me about my daughter's missing book, I told her I'm aware of that and that I've been going to bookstores to hunt for the book and I told her if I could have someone's book to bring home, so that she can do the work that she has missed.
I took one home, got it photocopied Saturday itself, there were about 12 pages front and back that needed to be done. Unfortunately Sunday was a busy day, I woke up 5.30 am to fry drummets for Nabil to bring for his football tournament. Hub and Nabil left home at around 6.30 am, as bibik was not around I had to attend to the household chores, at around 8.30 I had to put make up on Aina as she has her choir performance at The Curve, sent her to school, bought breakfast and headed home. Bathed the kids, fed them and took the whole brood to Giant to do some groceries shopping, I was done by 12.30 pm unloaded the thing and drove to The Curve to catch Aina's performance. Spent about half an hour to secure a parking space when finally Aina called to inform that she has just finished performing.
Got lost in The Curve as we went in through the wrong entrance, walked around for about 15 minutes before reaching her which is at the other side of where I parked my car. To cut thing short, after lunch and waiting for the heavy downpour to abate we reached home close to 5 pm. So after shower and dinner Khairina sat down to do her work at around 6.30 pm. As she was slow in her doing her work and a lot of careless mistakes as she's easily confused with what she was suppose to do etc etc at around 11 pm she is still not done with her work.
I felt pity for her as she was sleepy and I was tired and sleepy too, I told her to put away her things and get ready to bed. She was worried she didn't get to finish her work and I told her to explain to the teacher that she will get it done the next day.
So today when she came back to school, she was unhappy because the teacher scolded her for not finishing her work and her papers were all over the place as I have forgotten to staple them. What I am upset is that the teacher made a remark of "Your parents are stupid for not stapling the paper, and they do not want to help you, how're you going to improve like this?"
I was soooooooo mad and so upset, that was so uncalled for making an upsetting remark to an 8-year old girl. I admit I was wrong but there's no need to use such words!!!!!!!!!!!
I am not sure her rationale of blurting those words, it's like she's asking us to come over and challenge her. I am not sure if confrontational will do any good as I'm afraid that she will mark my daughter and penalized her even more.
I am still in rage but after writing all this down it has managed to calm me a tiny bit.
Friday, June 17, 2011
Hilman and Ibu
Pada suatu malam,
Hilman : Ibu, saya rasa saya suka sangatlah kat Ibu.
Ibu : Rasa je? Ibu loveeeeeeeeeeeeee Hilman
Hilman : Saya pun. (and keeps kissing me all over my face)
Ibu : Awwww......
He likes doing that now, kissing me over and over again. Hilman please stay and be my baby forever ok?
Hilman : Ibu, saya rasa saya suka sangatlah kat Ibu.
Ibu : Rasa je? Ibu loveeeeeeeeeeeeee Hilman
Hilman : Saya pun. (and keeps kissing me all over my face)
Ibu : Awwww......
He likes doing that now, kissing me over and over again. Hilman please stay and be my baby forever ok?
Hypocrite
Some people can be soooooooooooo hypocrite,
Always having this nice, sweet, am-holier-than- thou look,
But capable of being malicious behind your back.
Some people said they meant well but hide it under a pseudonym,
How could you mean well when you are afraid of giving out your identity?
It does show that you have a hidden agenda in whatever you are trying to say,
Is either you are jealous or just unhappy and you hope by saying something not so good about other people
you will make them unhappy too?
Sorry it doesn't work with me that way, lady!
My advice to you lady....
GET A LIFE! Go fly a kite or something!
This is my space so I can jolly well write whatever I want,
If you're not happy, please get lost!
Always having this nice, sweet, am-holier-than- thou look,
But capable of being malicious behind your back.
Some people said they meant well but hide it under a pseudonym,
How could you mean well when you are afraid of giving out your identity?
It does show that you have a hidden agenda in whatever you are trying to say,
Is either you are jealous or just unhappy and you hope by saying something not so good about other people
you will make them unhappy too?
Sorry it doesn't work with me that way, lady!
My advice to you lady....
GET A LIFE! Go fly a kite or something!
This is my space so I can jolly well write whatever I want,
If you're not happy, please get lost!
Saturday, June 11, 2011
Alahai cik adik oi!
I went to my usual pharmacy yesterday afternoon. I was in a haste as bibik was not around and hub and Nabil were to leave for their Friday prayer soon. I wanted to be quick to get my supply.
The usual salesgirl suddenly so surprised to see me dashing into the pharmacy and went 'Dari mana kak?' That greeting caught me by surprise as she never greeted me that way before.
As I was making my way to the pharmacist, I couldn't help but feel that I am suddenly budging into a serious discussion the pharmacist was having with a young couple. While I was waiting for the pharmacist to attend to me I could actually listen to the conversation they were having. The pharmacist didn't actually look happy and so was this sweet, pretty, young thing (not older than 20) the only person who remained calm and didn't utter a single word was the boy beside her.
I could sense something was wrong and my instinct proved me right when I discovered that the girl is 5 weeks pregnant and she's looking for medication to abort the baby. When she was told to take the pills 7 tablets in the morning, 7 tablets in the afternoon and 7 tablets at night until the fetus dropped, I could see the blood draining from her face because she went '7 biji tiap2 kali? Sampai berapa lama?'... 'Sampai benda tu jatuh lor' said the pharmacist.
The pharmacist realized that I was there, quickly asked me what I wanted, gave me the thing and told me to pay up at the front counter. At the counter I blurted 'Sedihnya org kita buat perangai camni' and the cashier went 'dah jadi perkara biasa dah kak, ramai dah minta ubat nak gugur kandugan.'
I was soooooo sad, I sat in my car and waited for the couple to come out from the pharmacy, the girl looked forlorn and unhappy, the boy looked calm and didn't say a word until they were out from the pharmacy then only I could see his mouth moving with a slight twitch of a smile.
I am sad so sad and I can't help but to put myself in her mother's shoes on how heartbroken she could be.
A pretty girl like her wasting her youth and time with a boy who's not even good-looking and not responsible enough to father the baby. Sigh! I am just so sad and I am soooooo afraid.
Ya Allah please protect my children from indulging in such behaviour, jangan fikir seronok je, kesianlah kat mak-bapak ni, yang sayang dan sanggup bergadai untuk anak2. Fikir panjanglah anak2 oi, kasihanilah kedua ibubapa mu yang telah bersungguh2 membesarkanmu.
The usual salesgirl suddenly so surprised to see me dashing into the pharmacy and went 'Dari mana kak?' That greeting caught me by surprise as she never greeted me that way before.
As I was making my way to the pharmacist, I couldn't help but feel that I am suddenly budging into a serious discussion the pharmacist was having with a young couple. While I was waiting for the pharmacist to attend to me I could actually listen to the conversation they were having. The pharmacist didn't actually look happy and so was this sweet, pretty, young thing (not older than 20) the only person who remained calm and didn't utter a single word was the boy beside her.
I could sense something was wrong and my instinct proved me right when I discovered that the girl is 5 weeks pregnant and she's looking for medication to abort the baby. When she was told to take the pills 7 tablets in the morning, 7 tablets in the afternoon and 7 tablets at night until the fetus dropped, I could see the blood draining from her face because she went '7 biji tiap2 kali? Sampai berapa lama?'... 'Sampai benda tu jatuh lor' said the pharmacist.
The pharmacist realized that I was there, quickly asked me what I wanted, gave me the thing and told me to pay up at the front counter. At the counter I blurted 'Sedihnya org kita buat perangai camni' and the cashier went 'dah jadi perkara biasa dah kak, ramai dah minta ubat nak gugur kandugan.'
I was soooooo sad, I sat in my car and waited for the couple to come out from the pharmacy, the girl looked forlorn and unhappy, the boy looked calm and didn't say a word until they were out from the pharmacy then only I could see his mouth moving with a slight twitch of a smile.
I am sad so sad and I can't help but to put myself in her mother's shoes on how heartbroken she could be.
A pretty girl like her wasting her youth and time with a boy who's not even good-looking and not responsible enough to father the baby. Sigh! I am just so sad and I am soooooo afraid.
Ya Allah please protect my children from indulging in such behaviour, jangan fikir seronok je, kesianlah kat mak-bapak ni, yang sayang dan sanggup bergadai untuk anak2. Fikir panjanglah anak2 oi, kasihanilah kedua ibubapa mu yang telah bersungguh2 membesarkanmu.
Sunday, May 15, 2011
The Joy of being a Teacher
It's not the wish that you get on Teachers' Day nor the number of presents you received on that day,
BUT...
It's more of being appreciated and being remembered
for the knowledge that you have disseminated,
For the time you spent to listen to their rant and offering help any way possible
for the effort that you have put in so that they will achieve success in whatever they do,
For the learning experience that you have given them,
For the joy we shared during lesson,
For the love and care that you have showered them directly or *indirectly,
Not asking for much...
Just teacher 'thank you for making me what I am today and I truly appreciate all the things that you have done'
Those simple words will carved in my heart for eternity.
*(all the shouts, nags and stares)
P/S - And thank you girls for keeping me sane, making me young at heart and all the joys and laughter you have brought into my life. There's never a dull day in a teacher's life.
BUT...
It's more of being appreciated and being remembered
for the knowledge that you have disseminated,
For the time you spent to listen to their rant and offering help any way possible
for the effort that you have put in so that they will achieve success in whatever they do,
For the learning experience that you have given them,
For the joy we shared during lesson,
For the love and care that you have showered them directly or *indirectly,
Not asking for much...
Just teacher 'thank you for making me what I am today and I truly appreciate all the things that you have done'
Those simple words will carved in my heart for eternity.
*(all the shouts, nags and stares)
P/S - And thank you girls for keeping me sane, making me young at heart and all the joys and laughter you have brought into my life. There's never a dull day in a teacher's life.
Saturday, March 26, 2011
Love vs Marriage
I got this from one of the Makcik Bloggers, Kak Ezza of Bicara si muffinbiru
PANTUN- Marriage Life Before and After !!
Before marriage.
Darling here.. darling there...
After marriage.
Baling here... baling there..
Before marriage.
I die for you. . .
After marriage.
'You die, up to you. '
Lagi lama married.
You die I help you!
Before marriage.
You go anywhere. . I follow you.
After marriage. .
You go anywhere. . up to you .
Lagi lama married.
You go anywhere, better u got lost!!
Before wedding
you are my heart, you are my love'
After wedding
'you get on my nerves.
Before wedding
'you are sweet and kind just like Cinderella'
After wedding
'you are worse than godzila'
Before wedding
Roses are red, violets are blue. Like it or not, I'm with you
After wedding
Roses are dead, I am blue. You get on my head, I sue you!
Before wedding
Every makan he brings you to Shangri-La
After wedding
You want to go, he says you wait-la!
Before wedding
She looks like Anita Sarawak
After wedding
Don't know whether katak or pontianak
.................................................................
Difference Between Love n Marriage
Love is holding hands in the street.
Marriage is holding arguments in the street.
Love is dinner for 2 in your favorite restaurant.
Marriage is a take home packet.
Love is cuddling on a sofa.
Marriage is one of them sleeping on a sofa.
Love is talking about having children.
Marriage is talking about getting away from children.
Love is going to bed early.
Marriage is going to sleep early.
Love is a romantic drive.
Marriage is arrive on tops curvy tarmac .
Love is losing your appetite.
Marriage is losing your figure.
Love is sweet nothing in the ear.
Marriage is sweet nothing in the bank.
Tv has no place in love.
Marriage is a fight for remote control.
Love is 1 drink and 2 straws.
Marriage is "Don't you think you've had enough!".
Conclusion: "Love is blind, Marriage is an eye opener!"
PANTUN- Marriage Life Before and After !!
Before marriage.
Darling here.. darling there...
After marriage.
Baling here... baling there..
Before marriage.
I die for you. . .
After marriage.
'You die, up to you. '
Lagi lama married.
You die I help you!
Before marriage.
You go anywhere. . I follow you.
After marriage. .
You go anywhere. . up to you .
Lagi lama married.
You go anywhere, better u got lost!!
Before wedding
you are my heart, you are my love'
After wedding
'you get on my nerves.
Before wedding
'you are sweet and kind just like Cinderella'
After wedding
'you are worse than godzila'
Before wedding
Roses are red, violets are blue. Like it or not, I'm with you
After wedding
Roses are dead, I am blue. You get on my head, I sue you!
Before wedding
Every makan he brings you to Shangri-La
After wedding
You want to go, he says you wait-la!
Before wedding
She looks like Anita Sarawak
After wedding
Don't know whether katak or pontianak
.................................................................
Difference Between Love n Marriage
Love is holding hands in the street.
Marriage is holding arguments in the street.
Love is dinner for 2 in your favorite restaurant.
Marriage is a take home packet.
Love is cuddling on a sofa.
Marriage is one of them sleeping on a sofa.
Love is talking about having children.
Marriage is talking about getting away from children.
Love is going to bed early.
Marriage is going to sleep early.
Love is a romantic drive.
Marriage is arrive on tops curvy tarmac .
Love is losing your appetite.
Marriage is losing your figure.
Love is sweet nothing in the ear.
Marriage is sweet nothing in the bank.
Tv has no place in love.
Marriage is a fight for remote control.
Love is 1 drink and 2 straws.
Marriage is "Don't you think you've had enough!".
Conclusion: "Love is blind, Marriage is an eye opener!"
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