Let’s fly away on a trip to Bali!

After 2 years of postponing our trip to Bali, this time we went with the impromptu decision. On Monday, I decided to meet the Wan for lunch and headed on to book and confirm our trip as well. We’re leaving later today!

I guess I was just too physically & mentally tired and my body was calling out for a time-out. We also have a good reason too – we’re celebrating our 3rd Wedding Anniversary as well as our company – PlayPause – 1st Official Anniversary. We’re having a double-wham-bam-hit-the-jam celebration hehe

Since it’s quite an impromptu trip, we’re still rushing some work before we can finally pack our bags for Bali. I got quite a scare last night when I got the asthma attack, but I’m all well now! (ok lah, still got coughing and sounding nasal heh).

Anyhow, I leave you with this song that I’ve loved since 1997… and my inspiration to visit Bali one day. That “one day” has arrived. I’m going to Bali “with my hairy Valentine”.

Goodil – Stoned Revivals

Let’s fly away… on a trip to Bali!

Our double celebration

My family tradition is taking over us. We are used to having home celebrations for birthdays and what-nots. Since Asfa’s birthday is our Anniversary, we would always end up at Yishun for the evening to have our traditional “Allah selamat kan kamu” song-singing and birthday gifts for Asfa.

Nope, this year, we didn’t manage to get ourselves our new phones in time for our Anniversary. The new phones have to wait til next month. Oh well.

I had thought I’d spoil the day for Wan but he has his ways, as always.

When I got home from Badoque after the clock strikes 12 midnight, I found his tweets & Facebook messages for me to view a video he did. Looking back, I can’t believe it has already been 3 years. Years of ups and downs and definitely alot more love going between us. No matter that I am yet to get ourselves pregnant, the Wan has never questioned fate and showered me with more love and care.

Darling, I guess I’m lucky I found you.

Here, he did this photo/video montage for me…

Dear Asfa

In another 10 days, you’ll turn 4. You’ve been our family’s pride & joy because, you are after all the 1st nephew/grandchild. When Mama Ain & Papa Wan decided on the date, 17th Feb 07, we totally had forgotten that it would be your 1st birthday too. At that time, Nenek was supposed to undergo operation on her knees. Thus, the reason we pushed forward our wedding date. It wasn’t any auspicious date for us cos we’d rather be married on our dating-anniversary; 13th July.

So that’s that. I just hope that one day you’ll stumble upon this blog of mine and you can reminisce too, how it was like to have you as a baby/toddler. I hope you won’t forget how much we dote on you. And.. how much Mama Ain would want to have a cousin for you to grow up with.

It’s so amazing that within a year, you’ve grown so much. Last year, you refused to go to school after what seemed to be only a few weeks. I had the heartache of watching you wailing out for me whenever I tried to sneak away running to leave you behind. This time around, you seem to be so much happy to go Madrasah. Although I’ve yet to see you off to school this time, you sure do look happy from Mek Ein’s photo.

Anyway, here’s a look back at you…

Freshly born Asfa

1-year-old Asfa

2-year-old Asfa with a guitar

3-year-old Asfa

Asfa, last month, 3yrs 11mths

Picnic out as a pseudo mom

As I’ve yet to be given the gift from God, I’ve been going around being a pseudo mom to my nephew or my friends’ children.

Last Saturday, I got the chance to be one again. The MMMamas went out for a picnic together and I love every minute of it, right from the beginning at Sembawang MRT. We met up with Fau & Mimi with their respective children at the MRT station. It was so easy to get acquainted with Sarah, Mimi’s eldest daughter. I love how she reminds me of how active Asfa can get.

While Mimi had to tend to Marsha most of the time, Sarah seemed to not mind having to hold my hand instead. It pulls my heart string throughout the journey whenever she turned back to me and call out, “I want to hold your hand!” She speaks fluently in English for a 4 year old. Just like Asfa who surprises me every now and then with his big words, I guess the early-year babies learn very fast.

I guess for now being a pseudo mom is quite fulfilling for me. Although I don’t deny the yearning gets stronger. I cry each time I leave my pseudo kids; with thoughts that my children will miss having them as friends, or, will I ever hold my own baby in my arms.

Oh well, before I get further emo than this, here’s a very nice shot of us at the picnic (sans Nuwul) by Osman.

Hello February, I love you so..

February has arrived. I cannot tell you how much I’m looking forward to this month.

Firstly, there’ll be MUSE on Wednesday 3rd Feb. Then Asfa’s birthday which of course by now you’d know it’s our anniversary too. While Asfa turns 4, we’ll turn 3. And I hope that 3 will be a magical number whereby we’ll be having Cornelius junior to join us. InsyaAllah… amin!

Then, not forgetting my cousin who’ll be getting married 10 days after our anniversary. Such a joyous month this is.

The most anticipated event would definitely be our Bali trip. After the last 2 anniversaries of having to keep our Bali trip in the closet, we’re making it happen this year. Just because 3 is MY magical number.

Why? Because I’m the 3rd child of 4 girls. Hahaha yes, I’m lame like that. I know this year is going to be the best since the last 2.

Day out with the Wan

Ever since I started helping out at Badoque in the evenings since NYE, I’ve had my hands full with meetings and other projects in the day. In all the busy-ness, I kinda neglected being my husband’s companion. I was really feeling awful when I met up with the ladies for Udders on a Monday evening – the day Badoque closes. Though I bought him a pint of ice-cream back, it wasn’t enough.

But God was being merciful when we both overslept on Wednesday. The Wan didn’t need to go to the studio and I wasn’t scheduled for Badoque. So off we went to Toa Payoh Swimming Complex for a cool-off before going out on a date.

Spending quality time together made me realize how I miss being with my husband alone.