Maaf zahir dan batin. I do hope that the Ramadhan that had just passed by was the best Ramadhan for me. Even if it was not, it was indeed a better Ramadhan than last year because Abah is around :) I am no longer a lone ranger in handling the kids and the housechores. So, I had more time to pray, recite the quran and et cetera.
This is the third aidilfitri that we celebrated as a family of five. Photo shooting was more challenging this time with mischievousand boisterous and everything Achik. She could only stay still for no more than a few seconds, especially with the headscarf on. So, everything had to be done whithin such a short stint of time.
Syawal 1433H edition
The amateur photographer was a bit less ... this time, so the background makes a significant part of the photo. Alhamdulillah, the kids' health, especially Achik, was marvellous during this festive season. We did not have to make a visit to the clinic despite the abundance of cold drinks and carbonated drinks, rainy days ... you name it. Alhamdulillah.
As of today, there are 4 bottles of 5 oz each in the freezer. That would be the last ones. Our breastpumping journey has ended. But direct breastfeeding still continues until Allah knows when :) Basically, until it is no longer cute and adorable for Achik to cling to me.
This term was certainly not coined out of the blue. As Achik turns two tomorrow, she has started to show some tantrums that make her look less cute, ha ha ha. But still adorable nevertheless.
Never ever say no to whatever silly things that she wants to do and she will scream out loud immediately with tears all over. When I said loud, I really meant it.
Don't ever try to hold her hand while walking especially in the shopping malls. She will pull out her hand, trying break free or just sit down on the floor and refuses to walk. Urgh... To carry her all around the malls is just ... heavy.