Upclose & Personal With Dikny

I'm already in my 16 weeks of pregnancy. Appetite is not so good. Can't eat rice now. I could eat anything for the past 15 weeks. Tummy is not so bumpy. Body does not get any heavier. Such a different experience this time around.

My first delivery was LSCS which means emergency ceasarian due to foetal distress. It was still early but Danish Muqri seemed too excited to come out and he weighed 3.9kg at that time. Imagine if it was on the exact due date itself!!! How big would he be? My second delivery was with the help of an instrument, a vacuum delivery. Umarizz Darwisy's face was facing down which made it difficult for him to pass through the mysterious canal. With the help of the instrument, he made it at last and he was 3.56kg. My third delivery was a totally normal vaginal delivery without any help from any medication or instrument. Muammar Daim was indeed tolerable and not much of a hassle. It was an easy one. He was 3.32kg. My fourth one? Hmmm....yet to be discovered. I'm hoping for a normal delivery this time. To me, after experiencing all types of deliveries, I still think a normal one is very satisfying. You can feel the hardwork, the difficulties, the messy hormones, etc. that you have gone thr...

I'm very sorry if it looks like I've been limiting my frequent visits. I have a very concrete reason for not calling as frequently as before. I'm doing this for my own peace of mind.... It's okay if nobody understands my intention. I know what's best for me to do at the moment. Just respect my space in this situation, that's all I'm asking for. Everything will go back to normal asap, I promise...

I'm expecting! I've removed my implanon last November and thought of inserting a new one. However, my dear gynae asked me to try for a girl one last time and my hubby agreed to it. And now, after two months, I'm pregnant. Alhamdulillah, it shows that I'm normal and healthy. I'm truly grateful with this gift and rezeki. Actually, what I'm planning to write is about my youngest son, Daim. Below is the conversation that took place about two days ago. He was running towards the door, wanting to follow his brothers outside to play. Mama: Daim, where are you going? Daim: Nak pegi main la. Mama: Abis, sapa nak teman Mama kat dalam rumah? Daim: Ala, baby kan ada... Mama: (speechless)

I want to: - read and read and read - spend more time baking - finish writing my long-awaited novel - compose a song for Akim - learn how to make cupcakes - start my own tuition centre - expand my business - drive more carefully - spend more time with my parents - spend time reminiscing with old friends - stay at home more - have a store like Chef At Home - cook like Chef At Home - have my own cooking show - write a cookbook - further my studies - have BBQ every weekend - declutter my clothes - be closer to the Almighty

It might sound too late to do this but I just feel like doing it. After almost one month moving into 2010, I suddenly had the images of things that I liked, enjoyed, hated, etc in 2009. The list is endless indeed but these are among the things that I wish to share with you. Favourite English movie: Transformers - Revenge of The Fallen Favourite Malay movie: Talentime Favourite English song: This I Love (Guns N Roses) Favourite Malay song: Dan Sebenarnya (Yuna) Favourite singer: Akim (hahahaha....yeah, go ahead and laugh...) Favourite TV drama: Nur Kasih Favourite animation: Upin Ipin Favourite book: Shopaholic series Favourite magazine: Wanita - March 2009 Favourite hangout: JJ AU2 Favourite day: The first day of being a homemaker (16/02/09) Favourite moment: Getting a huge cheque in June Favourite event: Gerak Usahawan at PWTC Favourite product: One Drop Perfume Favourite gadget: MacBook Pro Favourite quote: Money is not everything but everything needs money (my own) Things that I did...

Last weekend I was busy preparing an order from a production team of 20 people for their breakfast and lunch meals. For breakfast, they ordered Egg-Mayo Sandwiches and for lunch they ordered Nasi Beriyani with Chicken and Papadom. Fyi, it was my first time accepting orders for Nasi Beriyani. In fact, it's not often that I accepted offers to cater. However, lately, I gained the confidence to start accepting orders for small scales. Since I had to cook for quite a number of people, I decided to do everything at my parents' place. My parents let me use the kitchen while they took care of my kids. To tell the truth, it was not easy indeed to complete such task. There were many unexpected challenges that I had to endure during the process of making the Nasi Beriyani last weekend. At first, everything went well especially in the preparation stage, ie, preparing the ingredients. Mind you, it was a one-man show. Yes, I was the only one doing everything from scratch (why did I accept in...

Malam ini ku sendiri Tak ada yang menemani Seperti malam-malam yang sudah-sudah Hati ini selalu sepi Tak ada yang menghiasi Seperti cinta ini yang selalu pupus Tuhan kirimkanlah aku Kekasih yang baik hati Yang mencintai aku Apa adanya Mawar ini semakin layu Tak ada yang memiliki Seperti aku ini Semakin pupus Tuhan kirimkanlah aku Kekasih yang baik hati Yang mencintai aku Apa adanya

Muammar Daim is my youngest son. He's 3 years old and very very cheeky. Daim likes: 1. to sing 2. football 3. to take a walk with Mama 4. to hold hands with Mama 5. kissing Mama on her cheeks 6. to eat rice with kicap 7. to drink plain water 8. to sleep late at night but he won't disturb anybody 9. to wake up late in the morning 10. talking on the phone with Atuk 11. to tell stories even though Mama tried so hard not to laugh everytime he started his story with "Once upon a time....." 12. to run and hop, he doesn't walk, he skips...hahahaha... 13. to sit in the car quietly with seat belt on 14. to watch Ultraman and wishes to become one 15. to read just like Abg Ngah and Mama 16. to wear his khaki bermuda shorts 17. to play hide and seek, he hid in the wardrobe once and fell asleep there making Mama panic for a while 18. to be the youngest in the family, whenever someone asked him if he would like to have a little sister/brother, he would quickly say 'No way!...

Umarizz Darwisy is my second son. He just turned 4 last Merdeka Day. Yes, he's a Merdeka baby. Although at birth he weighed 3.56 kg which was quite big for me, at 4, he's only 14 kg. He's small, thin but no doubt, quite strong. You could feel his hard bones whenever you pressed his arms or thighs. Darwisy is an extremely active boy. He hardly sleeps and always on the moves no matter when and where. He could run fast and I often imagined Darwisy as a football player looking at his speed while running. I've described Darwisy in this blog a few months ago about how he could cry really hard and I even said that Darwisy had crying as his hobby. Hahahahaaa.....and the statement remains until today. Yes, let me tell you how he could cry and cry and cry whenever his wishes were not granted. There was once when he wanted me to take his bottle for him which was only at arm's length. Of course I didn't want to do it because he could take it himself. But being Darwisy, afte...

Danish Muqri bin Rozinor is my eldest son. Today is his last day of school for this year. Yes, he was quite excited to go to school because he told me that he wanted to play with his friends before meeting them again early next year. He just turned 7 last 8 November. Being the eldest and biggest, he's indeed a responsible son and brother. He could tolerate his two younger brothers well. He often gave ways to those two cheeky little ones. There was once when Danish was happily munching a piece of biscuit, one of his brothers came up to him and asked for a bite. At first, it was clear that Danish was a bit reluctant to let his brother have it. The two boys were looking at each other intensely when suddenly Danish offered the biscuit to his brother, not just one tiny bite but the whole piece! Wow, that was something, I said to myself at that time. I expected Danish to just ignore his brother and swallow the whole thing, but he tolerated and gave away his favourite biscuit happily. The...

Back in late 90s when Astro had just started its operation, my father subscribed to it. I could still remember that it was considered a luxury thingy back then due to its installation fee which was about 1K++. I couldn't recall the monthly fee however. I knew at that time not so many people had installed Astro and we were amongst the first few subscribers. The image of the digitalized screen was quite clear and at times you could see some alien boxes on the tv screen. Seriously. I guessed technology was still a trial and error on the cable at that time. The channels were not so many like today. The local channels (free ones) were not even on the list yet. There was only one Malay channel, Ria and the movie channels available were only HBO and Star Movies. There were also one Chinese channel, a Tamil channel and of course there were MTV and Channel V around. The best part about Astro during those times was the attraction that it offered to its limited viewers. There were many contes...

Dear readers, Being a normal human being, I'm sure all of you have been late before. Be it late for class, late for submissions, late for a movie and late for anything that you can think of. I have been late myself. Throughout my adult life, I have been late for so many things. And all my lateness had good reasons behind them. Yes, everything happens for a reason, right? Whenever I was late for something, I'd be rushing like mad. This is because I'm the type of person who would try the best to be on time no matter what. If not on time, it'd be earlier. Get what I mean? If I was the one waiting, and the other person was late, well, I would always be the forgiving person. The reason is obvious....I've been late before, so, it's not wrong for another person to be late too. That person must have his/her own reasons for being late. We just have to compromise and tolerate here and there in order to make both parties happy. There's no point being angry just because...

Last Tuesday, on the way back from picking up Danish from school, the sky was threatening to rain heavily. It was very dark making it look like night time. However, luckily, the traffic was not too bad. As I was driving, one of my sons said that he saw a car broke down. I drove past the car and saw that there was a lady in her late 30s and carrying an infant. Beside her on the right was a small girl and on the left another girl. Could be her daughters. They were standing by the roadside, behind their MPV. The emergency lights were on. The lady was just smiling, looking cool and she was trying to console the daughter on her right who looked like crying. The lady then tried to stop the cars that passed by. I slowed down my car and I was about to stop when suddenly I heard a loud honking behind me. There was a lorry honking me like mad right behind my car. I was startled and sped off. Damned the lorry. Couldn't the driver see what was happening? Even if the driver didn't want to h...

Since I work from home, I have my own SOHO at home. My small office home office concept is just a little corner of the living room. Let's look at the following conversation between my sons (Darwisy, 4, Daim, 3 and I): Darwisy: Kenapa Mama pakai lipstick? Mama: Eh, Mama nak pegi work la.. Daim: Ha? Work? Mama: Yup, I'm going to my office to work... Darwisy: Mama pakai lipstick nak pegi work? Kat mana? Daim: Tuuuuuu....(pointing to my SOHO) Mama: (speechless)

A & B were best of friends. They had been friends for as long as they could remember. They shared many things together. They had seen the best and the worst of one another. They both felt their ups and downs with each other. When A was feeling terribly down, B would cheer A up. When B was having a really hard time, A was there to calm B down. Years passed by without noticed. A & B had become quite distant from each other. It could be due to the distance between them (they lived far away from each other after both got married) or it could simply be because of 'something that had happened' somewhere along the line when they were still communicating well with each other. Something that really broke A's heart and B was heart-broken too. A was busy with work and B was struggling in business. Both had been thinking of each other all the time all this while. Although both were not keen to make the first move to say hello again, both were wishing that things would be fine s...

I was blog-hopping last night when I came across my ex-colleague's blog here . In her latest entry, she wrote about her blog being reviewed by another ex-colleague, Jogger , whom she hadn't met for quite some time. When we were working at the same place, Jogger was my next-seat neighbour. At first, he was quite reserved but as I got to know him, he was not bad, quite a cool chap. He's easy to talk to and I could discuss many things with him, be it the current issues, women issues or anything that we felt like discussing. He's almost like a brother to me. In fact, he's of the same age as my own younger brother. I guess that explains how we could get along well with each other. Oh yes, he played paintball at that time and good at it. I wonder if he still plays it now. After I left the company, we didn't keep in touch. Therefore, I didn't know his progress in life, whether he had gotten married, his whereabout and also what he's doing now. So, when I came a...

I've been neglecting my blog, yes, I know.... Those who know what I'm doing professionally or even personally would understand how busy I could be at times. Well, to tell the truth, being a loving mother to three active heroes who are growing up too quickly, being an understanding wife to an extremely busy filmmaker, being an obedient daughter to wonderful parents, being this and being that....wow, just being me at this rate really takes up the full 24 hours a day to the max!!! But, I'm not here to complain. I'm writing diligently today to say that I'm truly blessed with a healthy body, a clear mind and a full source of energy, Alhamdulillah. Although I'm not working fulltime at the office anymore, I'm still working fulltime at home. Yes, I'm not a housewife. I am a work-from-home mom. On top of all the housechores that you could think of, I have my own professional work that I have to attend to at home too. I do translations, editing and proofreading wh...