Superheroes Birthday party at the park

It's winter in Qatar (yup for those that tot how is it possible that a desert country which seldom imaged as being hot hot hot can ever have winter.. it's true.. that's the beauty of Allah's creation). The same country that can have summer temperature of 40-50 Celsius now drop to cool temperature of 10-18 Celsius.. which is jusssttt nice for a picnic and lots of outdoor activities, including Superheroes Birthday party! Yay!

We've been putting off their birthday party for months.. was about to do it in October/November, but then had to cancelled it on the last minute for an unexpected misfortune. Which i will blog about someday.. InsyaaAllah.. just for the sake of sharing the experience, adui.. lame sangat tak update blog..sampai dah lupe ape bende! yikes

Anyway, I update back about this party almost a year later.. haha.. it is officially 26th of Sept 2013 when I continue writing this entry..when it happened somewhere in Nov last year! oh my god.. I seriously need to sharpen back my blogging skills!

wonder woman cake

So, with door gifts,

bumblebees-transformer cake

self-paint trophies for best dressed heroes

home-self-made cakes,

and many super costumes later 5 ironmens to be exact.. we've got ourself a cool party in the park! Which I'm pretty sure everybody enjoyed.. not just the kids.. their parents too. :)

Myra is dressed as Wonder woman, same like me! Maqeel as Captain America, daddy as Batman and lil Mishel as cute lil Ultrababy! hahaha..

Bat Auntie with batgirl & wonder girl

Guests

More happy guests

The after party- town of toys!

Certainly a party to remember! Thanks Barzan park!

tiny tea time with tiny peeps

Tuesday was my only off day for the week. Myra's best friend from her previous nursery wanted to come over for a playdate. It gave me an idea to arrange for a last-minute surprise birthday tea party for Myra.

After school, coming back home.. Myra was thrilled by the sight of the tiny table, complete with helium baloon, gifts and tiny finger foods all set up and ready for her tiny party.I was lucky because I still got plenty of the party pack left from Myra's birthday last year. Seb bajet! hehe.. it took me 15 minutes to set up everything.. sonang kojo.

Alee and Auni were her only guests, one because she always came for a playdate and one because she lives few houses away, so much easier for a short notice surprised party such as this one.Worry not Myra's other friends.. we are planning for a join-birthday celebration for  Myra and Maqeel soon. So jangan terase for not being invited aite? :)
They had a wonderful time together. Maqeel also join in along with the chubby-and-super-cute 1 year old Athirah (Auni's lil sister). Just look at how cute they are from the pics.

Myra.. I hope this had made-up Mommy's absence on your birthday k? Love you so much baby!

Happy 4th birthday my sweetie

Sedih rase dari malam tadi after coming back from work. Myra was already asleep. It was almost 11pm. I crept through her bedroom, kissing her forehead.. then when I was about to go out, I heard her little voice "Mommy?". I went back in.. kinda happy that she realized my presence. Myra asked me to read a story book. I didn't want to switch on the light for that so I tell her that I'll read a make believe-story about a girl name Myra. She was happy. She throw a light giggle sometime.. so bleh tahan jugakla my bedtime story rupenye.. hehe. Then I told her to get back to sleep, she nodded. Such a good girl.. Sayu rasenye.. tibe-tibe anak dah besar sikit, 4 years old. I then made the video above just so I have a lil memory of her being so excited with our outing at aspire park the other day. She love the grass so much.. running around barefooted, as if it was her first time to ever laid her feet on the grass (memang jarang!)
In the morning, when she woke up, I brought her to see the simple video and said, happy birthday Myra!. She laugh happily.

Dear Myra,
Today you turned 4. But you will always be my lil baby.. no matter how big and how tall you'll get. Know that my prayers are always about you and now your lil brother too. I pray that you grow to be not just a good daughter, but a good human being, a solehah.
My love and life will never be completed without you sayang.

Love you so very the much! muah muah muahhh

Happy Birthday you..

Alternative: Vimeo

3 series ain't bad.



Love,

the M family.

When Myra goes to school

It has been 4 times since Myra went to the nearby Nursery, and yet still no sign of her being comfortable, let alone getting use to. The first week, we tried seding her for an hour session each for two days. Both days she clinged onto her teacher. Both days she'll cry the minute she saw me. And I can't even describe her sad look and her screaming tears when I pass her to leave. It was too emotional, but the teacher said it is an essential stage where the mother/father has to be strong, not to fall for their sappy look, yesss.. it was hard. She will eventually get use to the idea. But, even for that one hour, I feel like I've done wrong, I felt that I should have not even suggested the idea to send her to school. I regretted to ever register, but after much consultations, i then come to my sense. It is for her own goodness, so she'll have more friends and learn to be more independent.

Then, on her first official start of her school day, she was up from 4:30am. All happy, and playful. I bathe her, feed her and ask if she wanted to go to school, and she nodded. But.. little that she knows, school means no Mommy. And school means the same place that she went to the other week. So, she wasn't even panic and just felt happy and excited that we are going out.

But, the minute I pull off infront of the Nursery, she started to cry. She now realize the meaning of my earlier question, school means another disasterous moment of being away from Mommy. For her first day, I left her from 8am till just before 12, not to leave her for too long, as I don't want to torture her too much. On my return to pick her up, I saw that her face was all red and her eyes were bloated from tears. I guess she was crying the whole time she was there..sigh.

To make her (and me) feel better, i took her out to Landmark for some Spagetti Bolognese, but not long after we arrived, she's already fast asleep. Poor thing, must be too tired from all the crying, plus being up from 4.30 in the morning.

Then come her second official day to school. This time, I had to pick her up from bed. I had to wake her and get her ready. But seeing me in my hijab, she's already screaming, panicly saying 'No No No' while trying to bukak my tudung. Hehe.. funny, now she learn the concept of early morning wakes means- school. And the same emotional-process of handing over continue. But day 2, went by with some progress, she cried much less says the teacher, but was very possesive of the teacher and got all jealous if the teacher is entertaining other kids.

Oh Myra, i hope your school next week will get better, nasib baek 2 hari seminggu jer, Mommy pun tak sanggup nak ngadap muke sedih Myra hari-hari... but on another hand, Mommy syok, that now I have few hours all to myself that I could catch up on my pending list of things-to-do including Pilates.. hiks.

The Cinderella story

One day, miss Cinderella decided to throw herself a second birthday party for Doha peeps. But, since Mommy is still tired and in her very-lazy-self mode, Cinderella oughtta do all the preparation by herself. So, from early in the morning, she..

Do the cleaning..

Bake the cake..

Blow the baloons..

Put up the hiasan-hiasans..

After much success of her before-party efforts, she then started to parteeeeee.... Most of her friends were there.. but since she's a bit tired from all the hard works plus no evening nap, her ability to enjoy a smile let alone a cheer has reduce to 2%..(dalam takde mood pun, bleh tahan jugakla).

Selepas acare tiup lilin (with the very funky party-pooper blown through the air) , daddy Cinderella dengan kejamnye menyembelih kek to-be-serve.

Yesss... that proves the cake IS real ;)

The party was then finished off with the ever so exciting open-gifts-ceremony. Cinderella was very thankful to all the cool peeps that attended her party, with their generous-generous gifts! Thanks again for coming!

So now, Cinderella live happily ever-after with her new toys and clothes...

The End..

My own version of lil guitar-hero

After patiently waiting and putting aside, my beloved hubby finally got his own lil band instruments- the complete set of Guitar Hero for PS3. And guess what? we have discovered our own lil rock star! I've always known that she likes to sing, dance and drums.. but to actually see her in action with the drum set, and the mic, I'm a tiny bit concern.. will my lil girl grow up as a musician? God please no!.. mommy nak myra jadi ustazah la! gi ngaji! hehehe
And.. when did she learn that a mic is to be sing at after all? Mane blaja ni?! hurmm.. What ever what.. I'd like to enjoy it while it last!.. So cuteeee! hiks

The lil Rock star tengah 'tarik'

Myra in action, while mommy jadi backup guitar player... hehe syok gak layan!

Shud I be worried?

Hurm.. if my lil GIRL is showing a massive lasak-ness at her age, is it normal?
She's climbing table, chairs, sofas, be it asal ade angle yang panjatable, she'll there. Even the chokia IKEA side table pun become her rest place..yup.. as shown on picture, that's her.. trying her best to turn herself up in between the small spaces of that side table that I'm talking about... (actually, not sure if it qualify as a side table or a TV bench or something- it came with the so-called ''furnished'' house).
Today, Aizal as a concern daddy tried a new trick to make all the dining chairs un-panjatable by putting it elsewhere or in a difficult angle that climbing is impossible. And guess what she did? She hang onto the table (yes..lika lil monkey!) and scream her lungs out that she can't climb to the top of the table like usual.

Shud i be be worried??!!

Am I allowed to paranoid now?

How to?

Was playing with the lil one just now. Been trying to teach her few basic stuff like;
::pointing to me when i ask ''where's mommy?'' (and as always die buat dek je)
::pointing to herself when i ask ''where's Myra?'' (same result- buat dunno jer)
::kiss her teddy bear when i ask "kiss bear bear" (she'll sayang the bear by putting the bear's nose tip in her mouth)
::wave bye-bye -(which i know she's tired of already.. dah malas dah nak wave to me.. but if to strangers.. she'll volunteerily wave herself out! terlebih ramah la pulak!)
::dance when I sing (which she naturally picks up- I noticed that she loveeee to dance to the music.. aizal was a bit concious -takut anak die jadi kaki clubbing..hahahaha which is really cute) Myra will clap her hands then try to shake her hips to the right-n-left before falling over due to her cute-imbalance stand.
::kiss Mommy - this is the most dangerous part.. instead of kissing me.. she'll bite my cheek so hard! Everytime! adehla.. so... how do i train her to kiss me, not to abuse me? hehehe...

wish I could share the moment here.. but this kind of things.. is really hard to capture! Just need to treasure it in my heart.. hurmmm..

Pic: Don't be fool by the cute look. She bites!!!

(Disebabkan gambar tadi penuh kontroversi.. I've changed the pic with her showing off her full-front-teeth..grrrr)

Walk the walk, talk the talk

I couldn't sleep. Woke up around 430am..and has been wide awake ever since (which explain the sudden rajin-ness meng-update blog hehe).

My ups points today;

::1::When Aizal is going off to work earlier, I asked Myra to say bye-bye daddy.. and she actually said it! Both of us think we heard it right, so i guess she does really said it in her own cute-baby-way (Note: she can call her Dad for quite sometime actually.. but i still can't accept the fact that her first word is daddy not mommy! I'm so jealous!)

::2::Myra was crusing along the furniture when she suddenly turn and make one step ahead without holding to anything. What a progress! Yay!

The lil climber

Myra myra.. sedar2 dah nak masuk 11 months!!!.. When she turned 10 months (exactly) she stand up on her own two lil feet.. with no support whatever.. but yet still no sign of her trying to walk by herself.
I blame myself cos of the limited time spent exclusively with my lil one. Too many things are happening.. When moving from Doha, she was 7-8 months.. I had to juggle between arranging my departure; the packing, the shipping, the getting-signature-of-7-(yes, SEVEN) different-department-to-get-the-final-paycheque, the farewells, the not-that-busy-work-as-media-manager and her.. my precious.. my munchin, my uchuk.. I tried to be the best mother I could be.. although i had to get up real early to go to work, i would still try my best to cook her food.. (I was lucky to have met Annabel Karmel's book- the complete guide for a newby like me).. Most of her food are tasty and freezeable, so i could still maintain the home-cook meal for my lil one.
Hurm.. selame I'm in Doha.. my maid must have been the most relax maid ever.. she just hafta clean the house (which was quite big.. a 4+1 bedroom villa with a rear garden, but there's only 3 of us, so mustve been a piece of cake for her) and taking care of myra only when either me or aizal isn't around.. I'd do all the cooking and caring for Myra.

Now that I'm in London.. coming home after work means, I am maid-ing myself; to either clean the dishes, do the laundry, ironing (which until now i failed to steal time for), or cooking and stocking for Myra. Plus all the extra work during off days - to shop and literally walk with the groceries in one hand and myra on the other or do all the other left-over chores. It was fine for the first 2 3 weeks.. I was feeling high.. I thought living in london isn't that bad after all..
but now.. I've reached my down limit.. I would constantly feel energyless.. Plus, with too many things happening; the toilet's leaking, the complaining neighbour and that ignorance landlord-who always says he'll take care of things-but-never-get-it-done-on-time and my poor husband-who were infected by tummy-bug.
When all were put on top of my shoulder, I realized. I'm not that strong anymore.
I cracked...
But the most dissapointment for me is when I can no longer spend a quality time with Myra; to train her, to tease her, to chase her, .. all i could do is to switch on Cbeebies and let her be amazed by technology while I'm in the kitchen, cooking (untuk bekal- maklumla makan kat office susah, not like in Doha where u could just buy anything you like, as all halal-guarantee). What a bad mother i have become.. :(
And today, when she lift her feet up high and sucessfully climb the sofa.. I knew that I've missed out a lot. It's time to slow down.. rest and make more quality time for her, or I'll miss out a lot more. That 3-4 months transition between Doha and London must have affected her in a way that she couldn't communicate.... poor baby
In less than 2 months.. my lil climber will turn 1.. and I wanna be the one to see through her first step.. Please god, gimme strength!

Picture: Sebelum berjaye panjat dan selepas berjaye panjat.. budak uchuk ni.. cubit kang!

GerammmMMM

Nothing to do.. so i snapped more of my lil myra's photos.. chumil chumil mommy~~

Myra proudly took her first step to crawl upon the arrival of Tok Mummy & Tok Daddy. Eksen~ what people said is true, time flies faster with the lil one.. pejam celik pejam celik, she's aint that little anymore! Ape2 pun, myra is still buchuk2 Mommy! hiks~

Myra visit

I'm so bored in the office, so i'm just gonna update a pile of pics of myra and Leng who came to visit just before we left for holiday. There are some pretty shots, so why not!

Myra bercakap-cakap

Yay Suk Pakif!

Sejak ade lidah baru pelat berkate-kate ni, kadang-kadang kiteorang akan dikejutkan by si omel. Adeee je bende baru yang die tibe-tibe sebut, yang kadang2 kiteorg sendiri tak sangke, tah bile mase die pick up. Like the other day when I go to Lulu hypermarket, she suddenly scream, yay Lulu! Then when I turn to go home, at the corner of the road she suddenly said, dah balik!? hehe.. seronot. Tapi sekarang la mase untuk berjage-jage, every words is processed by her little motherboard almost instantly, whatever her tiny tongue can say, akan disebut.. huhu bahaye bahaye..