<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5993568258289111352</id><updated>2012-01-29T00:21:49.719+08:00</updated><category term='Milk'/><category term='Me'/><category term='anything else'/><category term='Sofeah'/><category term='Hubby'/><category term='Pregnancy'/><category term='baking'/><category term='Family'/><category term='Faheem'/><category term='interest'/><category term='Pump'/><category term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>Our world with Sofeah &amp; Faheem</title><subtitle type='html'>It&amp;#39;s about us, our little princess &amp;amp; prince.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Faridatul Bariza Binti Md Nasir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03806844526406586261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K-droQCBjwA/TY0Sde023ZI/AAAAAAAAAhw/81szUoQualU/s220/Image1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>98</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5993568258289111352.post-3338872366734014210</id><published>2011-07-28T15:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T15:37:56.678+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Milk'/><title type='text'>Tentang susu</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Freezer saya dah penuh dgn susu. lihatlah~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dazlWPSVkKU/TjERE7NK36I/AAAAAAAAAkE/k4fu6zMiu3Q/s320/Image1.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634303385127280546" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dah keluarkan sikit  kononnya nk tumpang freezer mak mertua~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XKag1hek_r0/TjERPkdc5ZI/AAAAAAAAAkM/QGY0zR7NEKM/s320/Image3.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634303568000116114" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Atas sebab tertentu terlupa dan basi la susu ni. terpaksa buang ada 5botol and 25bag. Total 30...huu sedey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Susu yang ada sekarang~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mNe6u6fAT7k/TjERocsR48I/AAAAAAAAAkU/6Rw-iD8AR3M/s320/IMG_9119.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634303995411555266" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;InsyaAllah boleh survivekan dgn stock yang ada skrg ni... hope so =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5993568258289111352-3338872366734014210?l=faridcheeky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/feeds/3338872366734014210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5993568258289111352&amp;postID=3338872366734014210&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/3338872366734014210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/3338872366734014210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/2011/07/tentang-susu.html' title='Tentang susu'/><author><name>Faridatul Bariza Binti Md Nasir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03806844526406586261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K-droQCBjwA/TY0Sde023ZI/AAAAAAAAAhw/81szUoQualU/s220/Image1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dazlWPSVkKU/TjERE7NK36I/AAAAAAAAAkE/k4fu6zMiu3Q/s72-c/Image1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5993568258289111352.post-3100613043332107543</id><published>2011-05-26T10:53:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T12:31:45.438+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anything else'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sofeah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faheem'/><title type='text'>Fea's and Faheem's carseats</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fea's first car seat was Maxi Cosi Cabriofix.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mDIMw1UcINY/Td3S2etSJTI/AAAAAAAAAjo/iWYi2hlgPb4/s320/Photo-0211.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610872544171271474" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now, it belongs to Faheem&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oT6sqlmL0B4/Td3WnnatkkI/AAAAAAAAAj4/AWNtLWb4eLc/s320/Image1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610876686857769538" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fea's Second Car seat was Maxi Cosi Priori Xp.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z3igpduPA_s/Td3T7jGsOuI/AAAAAAAAAjw/eRicmoz4ABQ/s320/fea%2Btdo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610873730762554082" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fea's current car seat is Graco Junior Maxi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kkw5uXueVO8/Td3S2N4H8_I/AAAAAAAAAjg/BXBxxiD3wps/s320/graco.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 219px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610872539653338098" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No picture of her in the seat yet =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5993568258289111352-3100613043332107543?l=faridcheeky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/feeds/3100613043332107543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5993568258289111352&amp;postID=3100613043332107543&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/3100613043332107543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/3100613043332107543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/2011/05/feas-and-faheems-carseats.html' title='Fea&apos;s and Faheem&apos;s carseats'/><author><name>Faridatul Bariza Binti Md Nasir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03806844526406586261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K-droQCBjwA/TY0Sde023ZI/AAAAAAAAAhw/81szUoQualU/s220/Image1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mDIMw1UcINY/Td3S2etSJTI/AAAAAAAAAjo/iWYi2hlgPb4/s72-c/Photo-0211.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5993568258289111352.post-2905765786113309850</id><published>2011-05-25T07:31:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T10:35:05.638+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pump'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><title type='text'>A review of my Medela pumps</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The purpose of this entry is to share with those who are interested with this topic..heee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So anyway, the greedy me have four medela pumps all together, wait a minute 3 left coz I sold one to the lovely Daeng Erni. Thanks hon~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I will review these pumps one by one from my expe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;rience and point of view. It might help future mums to decide which pump is suitable for them. The pumps that I have in my collection or that I have used are;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Medela Mini-E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rmPWg9mxDw0/TdxlysLUxzI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/eAaBtLynPQk/s320/mini%2Be.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 237px; height: 197px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610471157323319090" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Pic taken from Mr Google) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is my first breast pump given to me as a present by my darling friend Khadijah Husin. Thank you so much dear. I used it for quite some time. The advantage of this pump is, it is easy to carry around as it is small, it is electric so my hands are not tired during the pumping session, if there aren't any power supply I could easily use 2 double A battery instead and it is easy to assemble. However the downside is that it does not have the letdown function like other Medela pumps, even though I can use the battery the suction are not as strong as when I'm using electric and thus less milk collected and the last disadvantage of this pump is, it makes a really loud noise. If I pump at the office everyone could hear the pump buzzing. Overall, it's a good pump and serves well if you don't have a big budget to spend on buying breast pump, you don't mind the noise and also it is better when you have a source of electricity at the place you are pumping.  Also, it's just a single pump.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Medela Harmony&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OlxNFJZTPmM/TdxlytF07hI/AAAAAAAAAjI/KG2VQnqGzOA/s320/harmony.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 237px; height: 230px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610471157568695826" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;(Pic taken from Mr Google)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;This is the second pump that I own. My sweet sister bought it for me in the UK. It is available here of course but over there it's cheaper. This is the only manual pump that I have. I love this pump to bits even though my hands are tired after each session but still I managed to collect a lot in a short session compared to mini-E. The parts are easy to assemble and wash too, this is important for busy mums out there. Of course this pump does not make as much noise as the Mini-E.  think it's the only manual pump that has the let down function &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;(I like)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Medela Pump in style&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hpdKWYqj9No/TdxknW4TwJI/AAAAAAAAAjA/5RmKfSN_hOY/s320/Image14.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610469863116226706" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(pic taken from my canon powershot camera..hehe)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The next pump I bought on e-bay. This one I bought on my own..hee..it's a double pump. The noise I can say is the same level as the mini-E. it also does not have the let down function. Usually this pump I use it at home only as it is a bit heavy and bulky. Even so this pump has a travel adopter so I can always pump in the car whilst driving and it also has a battery pack in case there aren't any electricity outlet. I like this pump because it saves time as I can pump both breast at the same time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Medela Freestyle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--6FO_P8nCkA/TdxpReeCKQI/AAAAAAAAAjY/ACYxN_bx4WY/s320/Image2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610474984754522370" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(pic taken from my canon powershot camera..hehe)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;This pump was given as a gift from my beloved husband. It's  a great pump as it does not make so much noise. I can move about with this pump and also it's hands free(but have not tried it yet). The pump has a rechargeable battery and I don't have to sit at the power point until the session ends. The downside of this pump is that it's a hassle to wash and also assemble compared to other pumps. there so many parts that needed to be washed and dried before and after each session. Usually I would have lost around an ounce of milk dripping before I could start pumping...so leceh as the Malays' would say it...hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's all folks...I hope it helps a bit in choosing your ideal pump, After all you'll be using it for a long time(around 2 yrs) so you really need to find a pump that is comfortable and convenient to you. Like me, I like to test out that's why I have 4 of them. Maybe in the future I might try other brands as well. we'll see how it goes..hehe =). If have any questions feel free to ask ya~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5993568258289111352-2905765786113309850?l=faridcheeky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/feeds/2905765786113309850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5993568258289111352&amp;postID=2905765786113309850&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/2905765786113309850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/2905765786113309850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/2011/05/review-of-my-medela-pumps.html' title='A review of my Medela pumps'/><author><name>Faridatul Bariza Binti Md Nasir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03806844526406586261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K-droQCBjwA/TY0Sde023ZI/AAAAAAAAAhw/81szUoQualU/s220/Image1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rmPWg9mxDw0/TdxlysLUxzI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/eAaBtLynPQk/s72-c/mini%2Be.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5993568258289111352.post-1267946924970200731</id><published>2011-05-21T13:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T13:55:52.923+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faheem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><title type='text'>Wearing Faheem?</title><content type='html'>Thinking of buying a ring sling and will buy one soon~&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reasons why I want one is because:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) Last week went out to giant hypermarket and suddenly Faheem wants to BF luckily I brought baby pouch with me and so i BF him whilst walking around at giant. He loved it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) During fea's time, every time she wants to BF I usually have to run and find a baby's room which is difficult to find in most malls in Malaysia. I remember once out of desperation i had to run to the car and Bf her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) Current baby pouch is enough you would say but it's not snug enough and the size is not adjustable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are other reasons but I forgot. So anyway since I have a lot to learn about baby wearing I better read up on it. there are a lot of good designs and i'm not sure whether to get silk or linen definitely not cotton. Here are the list of shops that some of you could check out for cool designs ring slings&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small; "&gt;1.peek-a-pouch by peekaroobaby (pouch, wrap, ring sling-coming soon?&lt;img src="http://ratuhati.com/forum/Smileys/default/huh.gif" alt="Huh" border="0" /&gt;?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://peekaroobabyshop.blogspot.com/search/label/Peek-a-Pouch" target="_blank" style="color: rgb(0, 81, 119); background-color: transparent; text-decoration: none; "&gt;http://peekaroobabyshop.blogspot.com/search/label/Peek-a-Pouch&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.mummyhugs(ring and pouch sling) :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mummyhugs.com/zencart/" target="_blank" style="color: rgb(0, 81, 119); background-color: transparent; text-decoration: none; "&gt;http://www.mummyhugs.com/zencart/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.mylovelycloset (pouch sling) :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylovelycloset.com/home/index.php?cPath=26&amp;amp;osCsid=uqqp179b9cc7f1vq3uu1fb1oq2" target="_blank" style="color: rgb(0, 81, 119); background-color: transparent; text-decoration: none; "&gt;http://www.mylovelycloset.com/home/index.php?cPath=26&amp;amp;osCsid=uqqp179b9cc7f1vq3uu1fb1oq2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. thebabyloft (pouch and ring sling) :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thebabyloft.com/catalog/index.php?manufacturers_id=17" target="_blank" style="color: rgb(0, 81, 119); background-color: transparent; text-decoration: none; "&gt;http://www.thebabyloft.com/catalog/index.php?manufacturers_id=17&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. mamaparadise (carry mummyhugs,momsinmind and littlepods) :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mamaparadise.com/index.php?pr=Sling" target="_blank" style="color: rgb(0, 81, 119); background-color: transparent; text-decoration: none; "&gt;http://www.mamaparadise.com/index.php?pr=Sling&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.momsinmind (based in singapore):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.momsinmind.com.sg/sarongslings.html" target="_blank" style="color: rgb(0, 81, 119); background-color: transparent; text-decoration: none; "&gt;http://www.momsinmind.com.sg/sarongslings.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. babysashanmom (pouch sling):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.babysashanmom.com/product-list.php?product=193" target="_blank" style="color: rgb(0, 81, 119); background-color: transparent; text-decoration: none; "&gt;http://www.babysashanmom.com/product-list.php?product=193&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. babyznmom (ring sling):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.babyznmom.com/index.php/cPath/25?osCsid=26ccb6a28851b39c6e62570fa2cec0b1" target="_blank" style="color: rgb(0, 81, 119); background-color: transparent; text-decoration: none; "&gt;http://www.babyznmom.com/index.php/cPath/25?osCsid=26ccb6a28851b39c6e62570fa2cec0b1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Apootaern&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.apootaern.com/" target="_blank" style="color: rgb(0, 81, 119); background-color: transparent; text-decoration: none; "&gt;http://www.apootaern.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. kasihkusayangku (ringsling)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kasihkusayangku.com/index.php?l=product_list&amp;amp;c=6" target="_blank" style="color: rgb(0, 81, 119); background-color: transparent; text-decoration: none; "&gt;http://www.kasihkusayangku.com/index.php?l=product_list&amp;amp;c=6&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. JumpsacBaby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jumpsacbaby.com/" target="_blank" style="color: rgb(0, 81, 119); background-color: transparent; text-decoration: none; "&gt;http://www.jumpsacbaby.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Snuggbaby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://snuggbaby.com/" target="_blank" style="color: rgb(0, 81, 119); background-color: transparent; text-decoration: none; "&gt;http://snuggbaby.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Miabambina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.miabambina.com/store/WsDefault.asp?Cat=BabywearingGear" target="_blank" style="color: rgb(0, 81, 119); background-color: transparent; text-decoration: none; "&gt;http://www.miabambina.com/store/WsDefault.asp?Cat=BabywearingGear&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Thelilcaliph&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thelilcaliph.com/e-Boutique/index.php?main_page=index&amp;amp;cPath=3&amp;amp;zenid=7232c9ab5d80d63af692e55c05f9f00d" target="_blank" style="color: rgb(0, 81, 119); background-color: transparent; text-decoration: none; "&gt;http://www.thelilcaliph.com/e-Boutique/index.php?main_page=index&amp;amp;cPath=3&amp;amp;zenid=7232c9ab5d80d63af692e55c05f9f00d&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Tiny Tapir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tinytapir.com/category/baby-carriers/c77" target="_blank" style="color: rgb(0, 81, 119); background-color: transparent; text-decoration: none; "&gt;http://www.tinytapir.com/category/baby-carriers/c77&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Bigeyesshop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bigeyesshop.blogspot.com/" target="_blank" style="color: rgb(0, 81, 119); background-color: transparent; text-decoration: none; "&gt;http://bigeyesshop.blogspot.co&lt;/a&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small; "&gt;(copy and pasted from ratu hati forum by a member called Rozy)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small; "&gt;hope it helps.. will update later which slings I bought...hee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ni tgh berguru dgn Anis lisa tentang ring sling..hope she can some over and give me a demonstration...hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pictures? nanti la..too lazy to upload&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5993568258289111352-1267946924970200731?l=faridcheeky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/feeds/1267946924970200731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5993568258289111352&amp;postID=1267946924970200731&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/1267946924970200731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/1267946924970200731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/2011/05/wearing-faheem.html' title='Wearing Faheem?'/><author><name>Faridatul Bariza Binti Md Nasir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03806844526406586261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K-droQCBjwA/TY0Sde023ZI/AAAAAAAAAhw/81szUoQualU/s220/Image1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5993568258289111352.post-3313599615964269155</id><published>2011-05-02T12:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T12:31:32.082+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sofeah'/><title type='text'>Apabila Fea dah reti cakap....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SnwkBl8DTi8/Tb4zf_vI1nI/AAAAAAAAAio/ht3QmcMMEhs/s1600/Image1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SnwkBl8DTi8/Tb4zf_vI1nI/AAAAAAAAAio/ht3QmcMMEhs/s320/Image1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601971611273582194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Scene 1&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fea terpijak kaki ummi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ummi: sakit la fea~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fea: sorry, ummi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;cair hati ummi...huhue...terharu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Scene 2&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fea terjatuhkan iphone omma&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ummi: Fea, pegang elok2 phone tu (dgn nada marah) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fea: Sorry, ummi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tak jadi ummi nk bebel byk2...kesian pula...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rindunye kat puteri yang sorg tu...ni dia ikut parents balik Bangi kejap..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love u always honey~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5993568258289111352-3313599615964269155?l=faridcheeky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/feeds/3313599615964269155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5993568258289111352&amp;postID=3313599615964269155&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/3313599615964269155'/><link rel='self' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5993568258289111352.post-1242305647166920097</id><published>2011-03-30T15:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T15:28:12.985+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pregnancy'/><title type='text'>Breast Crawl - Baby's First Meal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Mummies to be...watch this video...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's very interesting...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You might wanna try it (for those who intend to BF their child)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/pjDQN9keKQk?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is an interesting teachnique...just knew about it from a friend...I will try it...hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br 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title='Breast Crawl - Baby&apos;s First Meal'/><author><name>Faridatul Bariza Binti Md Nasir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03806844526406586261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K-droQCBjwA/TY0Sde023ZI/AAAAAAAAAhw/81szUoQualU/s220/Image1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/pjDQN9keKQk/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5993568258289111352.post-72109968245956767</id><published>2011-03-29T00:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T01:02:07.732+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anything else'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sofeah'/><title type='text'>School baru untuk fea?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My latest concern is about my daughter's education. she is now 2 and a half years old, goes to a day care centre which does not provide much input. So currently, I'm searching for a good kindergarten around Kelana Jaya. I want fea to learn something. I admit I don't have time teach her much but when I have the free time I will try to. I do feel guilty and I tried but i just don't feel it's enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of sending her to tadika Aladdin or tadika Salsabila. Both have agama classes but the difference is the owner of the place and the teachers they hire. One is non-muslim and the other is a muslim kindergarten. I don't want to be racist or anything it's just the concern of the kindergarten environment that's all. Also the akhlaq of the teacher's must be observed since fea will be sepending more than 30hours per week at the school. I don't want her to adapt any bad akhlaq and so on. Another concern is what they are feeding at the nursery. I know the non-muslim school will pay respect to the muslims but nonetheless I'm still "was-was" with the situation.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway. Tomorrow I will go out and search a suitable school for fea. All the best to me~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5993568258289111352-72109968245956767?l=faridcheeky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/feeds/72109968245956767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5993568258289111352&amp;postID=72109968245956767&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/72109968245956767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/72109968245956767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/2011/03/school-baru-untuk-fea.html' title='School baru untuk fea?'/><author><name>Faridatul Bariza Binti Md Nasir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03806844526406586261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K-droQCBjwA/TY0Sde023ZI/AAAAAAAAAhw/81szUoQualU/s220/Image1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5993568258289111352.post-3398110935608349230</id><published>2011-03-27T04:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T04:44:57.612+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sofeah'/><title type='text'>'Ummi, please...please!'</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Last friday,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As usual, I woke up before fea does. She usually wakes up late as she knows I'm not working and I always send her to the nursery around mid day or 4p.m just before I go off to my masters class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Her daily routine is, she would wake up and ask for milk. Then watches telly until she finishes the milk and after that I would bathe her and then eat breakfast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XDsRn_uVAPE/TY5QNX4ay0I/AAAAAAAAAiY/95iKy_phWlQ/s320/Image2.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588492378292538178" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ciFLaAe8w-c/TY5Pz6qSMPI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/sd2YFJskpik/s320/Image1.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588491940951896306" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ni fea mamam sarapan (ni gambar ayh amek time tinggal berdua je dgn fea...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But this time, she woke up with tantrums. At first I attended to her, ask what she wants and etc. Since she did not respond to that. I left her alone for a while. Well I thought it's the usual tantrum you know how malays say "pembawakan" so I let her crying for a while,  just to let her release whatever she was unsatisfied with. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;so she cried leaning against the wall(macam cruel je ummi ni) but not long after that she suddenly cried "ummi, please please! akit ni...akit" then I turned to her, I felt guilty and asked, "akit mane?where?where?" she showed her back and there were rashes (kulit sgt sensitive...panas sikit je dah naik rash) la...kesian anak ummi ni... I hugged her and I said "mandi first, then ummi letak ubat". Without protest she just followed...dan sepeti biasa ummi akan membebel la.."lain kali cakap fea nk ape, tanak nangis2...fea dah big girl". I think she understands =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And another story, suddenly last night she asked for "nen" after nearly 6 months weaning  her off. I think she misses it and I'm scared nanti dia berebut dgn adik dia pula...huhue..If I have ample of supply, I don't mind but tengok rezeki adik dia macam mane. Hopefully lumayan la..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Since this unborn child is a boy(according to the doc, insya'Allah), I'm afraid it won't be enough as I only bf fea fully for 1yr and 6 months after that she only bf at night and drink fm during the day. I think it was due to the fact that i got lazier and lazier pumping out my bf milk. So hopefully I'm able to bf her brother until he's 2 yrs or more ...wish me luck then =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5993568258289111352-3398110935608349230?l=faridcheeky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/feeds/3398110935608349230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5993568258289111352&amp;postID=3398110935608349230&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/3398110935608349230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/3398110935608349230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/2011/03/ummi-pleaseplease.html' title='&apos;Ummi, please...please!&apos;'/><author><name>Faridatul Bariza Binti Md Nasir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03806844526406586261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K-droQCBjwA/TY0Sde023ZI/AAAAAAAAAhw/81szUoQualU/s220/Image1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XDsRn_uVAPE/TY5QNX4ay0I/AAAAAAAAAiY/95iKy_phWlQ/s72-c/Image2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5993568258289111352.post-5598881000747089631</id><published>2011-03-21T00:55:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T17:57:44.202+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pregnancy'/><title type='text'>My Hospital checklist</title><content type='html'>The distance from our house to kjmc is just 5-10 minutes away but still I needed to pack a bag for the big day... The arrival of our prince(insya'allah)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So this is the list (for my reference and also my friends out there)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;For me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family:Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list:Ignore"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;1)&lt;span style="font: normal normal normal 7pt/normal 'Times New Roman'; font-weight: bold; "&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Clothes , kain batik, tudung, socks and selipar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;2)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Dispo undies, maternity pad and nursing bra&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font: normal normal normal 7pt/normal 'Times New Roman'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; " &gt;3) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Toiletries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font: normal normal normal 7pt/normal 'Times New Roman'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;4) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Harmony breast pump and accessories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;5) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Breast shells&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 9px; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;For Hubby&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;1)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list:Ignore"&gt;&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Kain pelekat, t-shirt n seluar pjg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;2)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font: normal normal normal 7pt/normal 'Times New Roman'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; font-weight: bold; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Kamera &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-size: medium; "&gt;3)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font: normal normal normal 7pt/normal 'Times New Roman'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; font-weight: bold; font-size: medium; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;A book&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; (whilst waiting in the labour room with me )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;For Baby&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;1)&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family:Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list:Ignore"&gt;&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;2 pasang baju, booties n mittens, a hat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;2) Newborn diapers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font: normal normal normal 7pt/normal 'Times New Roman'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font: normal normal normal 7pt/normal 'Times New Roman'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;3)&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Barut, bedung and selimut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font: normal normal normal 7pt/normal 'Times New Roman'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font: normal normal normal 7pt/normal 'Times New Roman'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;4)&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;Minyak telon (dah order 2 botol(Amway punye) dari kak hazu – sgt best…yang lain dah test, I dun &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;like..hehe)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;For Fea?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; font-weight: bold; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Maybe just a spare baju, diaper and milk but i don't think she'll be sleeping at the hospital with us. She'll sleep at the house with her aunty Jan.. one night saja bolehkan sayang....kesian pula anak ummi ni nanti...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5993568258289111352-5598881000747089631?l=faridcheeky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/feeds/5598881000747089631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5993568258289111352&amp;postID=5598881000747089631&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/5598881000747089631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/5598881000747089631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/2011/03/my-hospital-checklist.html' title='My Hospital checklist'/><author><name>Faridatul Bariza Binti Md Nasir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03806844526406586261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K-droQCBjwA/TY0Sde023ZI/AAAAAAAAAhw/81szUoQualU/s220/Image1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5993568258289111352.post-7687996168323217517</id><published>2011-03-14T10:33:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T11:41:14.632+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pump'/><title type='text'>Medela Pump in style breast pump for SsLe~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here is the breast pump...if you are interested feel free to con&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tact me @ farid_cheeky@yahoo.com&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T-wViVqjJKU/TX1_EWYJc-I/AAAAAAAAAg8/mA3eYHLTuoc/s320/Image11.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583758825712350178" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this is the bag....the pump is attached to the bag&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gMj30JaaZdo/TX1_Efume8I/AAAAAAAAAhE/HIC38KQa-X4/s320/Image12.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583758828222446530" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Note: this is not pump in style breast pump advance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--LsKM0g_leE/TX1_EjuXIDI/AAAAAAAAAhM/xjdR1K5ZtcQ/s320/Image14.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583758829295181874" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Included with the breast pump...a lot of bottles and extra breast shields&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dsBaab8C1x0/TX1_FOssM3I/AAAAAAAAAhc/MtnO3wyHKaI/s320/Image17.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583758840830899058" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;More pics of the breast shield&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0Lo5uWr_4OM/TX1_E5B9FXI/AAAAAAAAAhU/BQl9YR2wjOo/s320/Image15.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583758835014505842" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;also included the adapter, battery pack(so you can pump anywhere), and car adapter (so you can pump in the car)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Reason for selling: hubby bought me a new pump =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Price: SOLD (thanks to Daeng Erni)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;thank you...price is negotiable&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5993568258289111352-7687996168323217517?l=faridcheeky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/feeds/7687996168323217517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5993568258289111352&amp;postID=7687996168323217517&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/7687996168323217517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/7687996168323217517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/2011/03/medela-pump-in-style-breast-pump-for.html' title='Medela Pump in style breast pump for SsLe~'/><author><name>Faridatul Bariza Binti Md Nasir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03806844526406586261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K-droQCBjwA/TY0Sde023ZI/AAAAAAAAAhw/81szUoQualU/s220/Image1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T-wViVqjJKU/TX1_EWYJc-I/AAAAAAAAAg8/mA3eYHLTuoc/s72-c/Image11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5993568258289111352.post-5504403581991631388</id><published>2011-03-14T10:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T10:31:59.107+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anything else'/><title type='text'>My new wallet from toteboutique</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I needed a new wallet...so I opt for a handmade wallet this time...it looks nice and neat..here are some pics&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EI9gdAI5uCs/TX1910AMHrI/AAAAAAAAAgk/DQEQEtso1Fk/s320/Image2.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583757476455259826" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dg61k3qeCmw/TX192hf-46I/AAAAAAAAAg0/s4FMecfqP4w/s320/Image3.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583757488668205986" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AIcqcuvgrEM/TX192Q6U1ZI/AAAAAAAAAgs/EG21XwxNuP8/s320/Image1.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583757484215293330" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nice eh...you can order it from here &lt;a href="http://tote-boutique.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://tote-boutique.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5993568258289111352-5504403581991631388?l=faridcheeky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/feeds/5504403581991631388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5993568258289111352&amp;postID=5504403581991631388&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/5504403581991631388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/5504403581991631388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/2011/03/my-new-wallet-from-toteboutique.html' title='My new wallet from toteboutique'/><author><name>Faridatul Bariza Binti Md Nasir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03806844526406586261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K-droQCBjwA/TY0Sde023ZI/AAAAAAAAAhw/81szUoQualU/s220/Image1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EI9gdAI5uCs/TX1910AMHrI/AAAAAAAAAgk/DQEQEtso1Fk/s72-c/Image2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5993568258289111352.post-3229795790765190077</id><published>2011-03-03T10:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T10:39:45.791+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sofeah'/><title type='text'>fea, bread n shak?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KTK_BCw8hk0/TW7_DHG2oGI/AAAAAAAAAgc/RI2hZtKL5H0/s1600/Image1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KTK_BCw8hk0/TW7_DHG2oGI/AAAAAAAAAgc/RI2hZtKL5H0/s320/Image1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579677417271107682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Fea, nk roti tak?"&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, I gave her a chocolate bun. She said "no" and pointed at the loaf of bread instead&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I gave her a slice of white bread, she said "shak,shak.." and said some other random sounds&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I stared long and hard trying to comprehend what she's saying...muka dah berkerut2 ni...whilst she was explaining what she wants pon muka dia berkerut2 juga...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so I just stared at her silently until she pulled my hand and directed me to the kitchen...pointed at the fridge...so i opened the fridge door and let her get whatever she wants inside&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she took out a bottle of strawberry jam...haha...so shak means strawberry? what do you think? =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5993568258289111352-3229795790765190077?l=faridcheeky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/feeds/3229795790765190077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5993568258289111352&amp;postID=3229795790765190077&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/3229795790765190077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/3229795790765190077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/2011/03/fea-bread-n-shak.html' title='fea, bread n shak?'/><author><name>Faridatul Bariza Binti Md Nasir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03806844526406586261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K-droQCBjwA/TY0Sde023ZI/AAAAAAAAAhw/81szUoQualU/s220/Image1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KTK_BCw8hk0/TW7_DHG2oGI/AAAAAAAAAgc/RI2hZtKL5H0/s72-c/Image1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5993568258289111352.post-2611508416837976177</id><published>2011-02-14T16:40:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T17:00:31.103+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pump'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Milk'/><title type='text'>My Birthday Gift from my beloved hubby ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I won't say much...just enjoy the pics... =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ilNHXjTrlKc/TVjrGryHYII/AAAAAAAAAf4/po8NrlJr0iE/s320/Image5.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573463038935654530" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wah, besarnye kotak...apa di dalam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jXmwIzgYseU/TVjrGxWYb9I/AAAAAAAAAgA/8lMZFE8uXzw/s320/Image7.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573463040429944786" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tadaa~ benda ni la...tak padan dgn kotak besar...mahal byr pos jer..heh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tq1a8JbWr8A/TVjrHKTvEXI/AAAAAAAAAgI/kyD84V12qY4/s320/Image8.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573463047129731442" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks back to you~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bctItXbF0kw/TVjrHXm3QxI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/ks8riPMqGa0/s320/Image10.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573463050699621138" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ehehe...sgt teruja...tapi tak boleh guna lagi...tunggu bb kuar dulu eh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dengan gadjet baru ni mudah2han boleh susukan adik fea sampai 2 yrs or maybe more...Ammmeeeeennnn...then simpan utk adik yg ketiga pula...hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So happy =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Note: wait for the nest post ya...saya nk jual pump in style (PIS) bukan advance ye..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5993568258289111352-2611508416837976177?l=faridcheeky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/feeds/2611508416837976177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5993568258289111352&amp;postID=2611508416837976177&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/2611508416837976177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/2611508416837976177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/2011/02/my-birthday-gift-from-my-beloved-hubby.html' title='My Birthday Gift from my beloved hubby ~'/><author><name>Faridatul Bariza Binti Md Nasir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03806844526406586261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K-droQCBjwA/TY0Sde023ZI/AAAAAAAAAhw/81szUoQualU/s220/Image1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ilNHXjTrlKc/TVjrGryHYII/AAAAAAAAAf4/po8NrlJr0iE/s72-c/Image5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5993568258289111352.post-4722751530667380708</id><published>2011-02-01T16:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T22:29:24.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My 26th birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hubby took us out for dinner at delicious, One Utama&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Really loved the food&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sofeah was on her best behaviour&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Even though it was my birthday but no pictures of me...hee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so enjoy the pics of food, fea n hubby.... =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love them both very much&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jyWRPPFp_Ek/TUfR6noQErI/AAAAAAAAAgw/Vugqt-6bqFQ/s320/Image2.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568650269267333810" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I had beef lasagna hubby ate a sandwich i think...lupa suda~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jyWRPPFp_Ek/TUfVPMqjvJI/AAAAAAAAAhI/fXMuiJTpiU8/s320/Image8.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568653921341389970" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jyWRPPFp_Ek/TUfT3_QN0JI/AAAAAAAAAhA/WXrzmRy0X8o/s320/Image7.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568652423092621458" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jyWRPPFp_Ek/TUfT3m-7pNI/AAAAAAAAAg4/AjoIT4mh6NU/s320/Image4.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568652416577676498" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hmm sedapnye fea mkn...sepah dah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5993568258289111352-4722751530667380708?l=faridcheeky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/feeds/4722751530667380708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5993568258289111352&amp;postID=4722751530667380708&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/4722751530667380708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/4722751530667380708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/2011/02/my-26th-birthday.html' title='My 26th birthday'/><author><name>Faridatul Bariza Binti Md Nasir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03806844526406586261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K-droQCBjwA/TY0Sde023ZI/AAAAAAAAAhw/81szUoQualU/s220/Image1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jyWRPPFp_Ek/TUfR6noQErI/AAAAAAAAAgw/Vugqt-6bqFQ/s72-c/Image2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5993568258289111352.post-4345747530586882712</id><published>2011-01-06T16:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T16:55:47.762+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><title type='text'>Year 2011~</title><content type='html'>It's barely a week in the new year but I'm already feeling the pressure because:-&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Just started my M.A class, yesterday was only the second class and I'm already down in tears(will explain later).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Also taught Korean students, a bit challenging but managed to do it. Thank god it's only for 1 month&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;need to go to work and then head for M.A class in the evening&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I really can't seem to manage my time yet. Trying to be a teacher, a student, a wife and a mother, I'm telling you it ain't easy(well that's why I cried last night)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Feels like I have no time for my family but in fact they should be my priority&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really need to get life sorted out. I need to know when to spend time with sofeah, when to do the house chores, when to..well people say "menjalankan tanggungjawab sebagai isteri", when to study and do my assignments and also class prep...pheww...owh yeah I need to cook for them as well and a baby is on his way~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't quit (my M.A that is, not my whole life). No way for me to quit. I just need to take it in slowly and do whatever I can. I mean, other mothers have done it before so why can't I. Just need to think positive and I know there is always a way for me to cope with all of this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alhamdulillah, I have a loving and understanding husband who I know will always be there when I need him. I am grateful as well that for the past month 1 did not work as I can spend the whole day with Sofeah, how I miss those days soo badly. I really hope sofeah understands that it's just going to be for a while (which I doubt she understands at all).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need to sacrifice some things now for the future.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've decided not to pursue my doctorate degree after my M.A because I know I can't have it all. What's important to me is my family. I want to be there all the time for my children in the future. Yeah I'm not that ambitious but at least I want my children to know I'm always there for them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It really is difficult for me now and I pray everyday so that the next day will be easier. I'll cope somehow... Insya'Allah &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5993568258289111352-4345747530586882712?l=faridcheeky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/feeds/4345747530586882712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5993568258289111352&amp;postID=4345747530586882712&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/4345747530586882712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/4345747530586882712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/2011/01/year-2011.html' title='Year 2011~'/><author><name>Faridatul Bariza Binti Md Nasir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03806844526406586261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K-droQCBjwA/TY0Sde023ZI/AAAAAAAAAhw/81szUoQualU/s220/Image1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5993568258289111352.post-6946912748798607631</id><published>2010-11-03T08:54:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T09:35:23.528+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pregnancy'/><title type='text'>2nd trip to KJMC</title><content type='html'>We were late for the appointment last night so we ended up to be the last. So we had to wait roughly1 hour before we could go in to see the doctor which is not bad as we had to wait 3-4 hours before. so it's ok&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so when it was our turn to go in sofeah was so excited. She darted straight to the ultra sound machine. "baby, baby" she said as she pointed at the machine. Owh my gosh, my daughter can't wait to see the baby. she wants to be a big sister so bad I think. I don't even think she understands the situation anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before the doctor scanned we chatted a bit about my progress and the usual stuff. morning sickness and all.Then she asked about my skin, it's so dry(i don't know why, I've been putting a lot of moisturiser lately but it still remains the same...a bit ugly looking) . she asked whether it happened the last time i pregnant and i said, no. Then she said maybe the baby's sex is different this time and smiled...jeng2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whilst the doctor was scanning my tummy, she took the usual measurement of the baby's head, femur and check whether the baby is rowing alright. then suddenly she spotted something and she showed me. "try and guess what that is" she asked. I was a bit blur so I asked her back "what is it?" she said "it the sex of the baby", me "it is?" so you all want  to see it? look at the picture and try to guess what's the sex of our baby this time...hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/TNC78VzP-vI/AAAAAAAAAfY/UUoeyKncvSg/s1600/scan1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 256px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/TNC78VzP-vI/AAAAAAAAAfY/UUoeyKncvSg/s400/scan1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535130587356986098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/TNC78mJjAHI/AAAAAAAAAfg/fqGYGw1H55c/s1600/bird.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 254px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/TNC78mJjAHI/AAAAAAAAAfg/fqGYGw1H55c/s400/bird.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535130591745474674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I suddenly shouted out "eh bird!" hehe... my husband got a shock and looked closely at the screen. Fea got excited as well as she climbed on the bed and touched my belly. At that time i think she knows what is going on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5993568258289111352-6946912748798607631?l=faridcheeky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/feeds/6946912748798607631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5993568258289111352&amp;postID=6946912748798607631&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/6946912748798607631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/6946912748798607631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/2010/11/2nd-trip-to-kjmc.html' title='2nd trip to KJMC'/><author><name>Faridatul Bariza Binti Md Nasir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03806844526406586261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K-droQCBjwA/TY0Sde023ZI/AAAAAAAAAhw/81szUoQualU/s220/Image1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/TNC78VzP-vI/AAAAAAAAAfY/UUoeyKncvSg/s72-c/scan1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5993568258289111352.post-1820788695092657108</id><published>2010-11-02T14:08:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T14:54:22.193+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baking'/><title type='text'>Sunday, baking day.~ carrot walnut cheese cake</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So last Sunday hubby was out for his part-time job. Whilst hubby was out for the day, me and Sofeah decided to bake. So these are the pics~&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/TM-wM8cJstI/AAAAAAAAAeI/LrMHzXOc5pA/s1600/IMG_3236.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/TM-wM8cJstI/AAAAAAAAAeI/LrMHzXOc5pA/s200/IMG_3236.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534836203490751186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ni anak ummi yang rajin menolong...kene grate the carrots. but we don't have one of those so kene chop sendiri la...huhue...penat juagak bab ni...6 batang carrot tau&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/TM-wNWOvP8I/AAAAAAAAAeY/lNMzyspokiM/s1600/IMG_3242.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/TM-wNWOvP8I/AAAAAAAAAeY/lNMzyspokiM/s200/IMG_3242.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534836210413813698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dah bosan menolong main pula...ni dah togel selepas habis tepung dia tumpahkan atas baju dan lantai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/TM-wNydaVyI/AAAAAAAAAeg/OV1vrNVUqXA/s1600/IMG_3246.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/TM-wNydaVyI/AAAAAAAAAeg/OV1vrNVUqXA/s200/IMG_3246.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534836217991550754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Angkut pulak periuk dari dapur bawa ke depan..adoiyai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/TM-wOIvyzUI/AAAAAAAAAeo/7j44s6zTRPQ/s1600/IMG_3271.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/TM-wOIvyzUI/AAAAAAAAAeo/7j44s6zTRPQ/s200/IMG_3271.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534836223974231362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ni kek dah siap cume nk kene tak cheese creame on top...xde spatula, gune knife ikea pon ok la..hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/TM-0ftEunQI/AAAAAAAAAew/XJE8CYlreps/s1600/IMG_3274.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/TM-0ftEunQI/AAAAAAAAAew/XJE8CYlreps/s200/IMG_3274.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534840923830000898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tadaa~ tau tak cantik tapi sedap...hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/TM-0gO_d-lI/AAAAAAAAAe4/G6fwK9qk0K0/s1600/IMG_3276.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/TM-0gO_d-lI/AAAAAAAAAe4/G6fwK9qk0K0/s200/IMG_3276.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534840932934744658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5993568258289111352-1820788695092657108?l=faridcheeky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/feeds/1820788695092657108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5993568258289111352&amp;postID=1820788695092657108&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/1820788695092657108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/1820788695092657108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/2010/11/sunday-baking-day-carrot-walnut-cheese.html' title='Sunday, baking day.~ carrot walnut cheese cake'/><author><name>Faridatul Bariza Binti Md Nasir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03806844526406586261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K-droQCBjwA/TY0Sde023ZI/AAAAAAAAAhw/81szUoQualU/s220/Image1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/TM-wM8cJstI/AAAAAAAAAeI/LrMHzXOc5pA/s72-c/IMG_3236.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5993568258289111352.post-2188822566804660835</id><published>2010-11-02T10:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T10:35:24.269+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sofeah'/><title type='text'>celebration birthday sofeah di taska~</title><content type='html'>Celebration birthday sofeah kami tak buat besar-besaran. Cukup la hanya celebrate kat taska dan di rumah bersama keluarga terdekat. Insya'Allah tahun depan birthday sofeah kami akan jemput rakan2 yang sudah ada anak pula since ramai dah kawen.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So anyway, nak bercerita pasal birthday sofeah yang kami celebrate kat taska. Seperti biasa ada party packs and party hats. No games, nyanyi and kasi budak2 makan brownies(kurang manis dah pesan siap2) je. Then budak2 main la ape. Tak lama pon dok kat nursery tu, then balik. Owh we did snap pictures, will upload it soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nak cerita pasal incident di taska. Ada budak perempuan dalam umur 3 - 4 thn kot, suka ikut hubby lepas tu peluk2 hubby. I biarkan je la. Bese la tu budak nak manja2. I pula layan baby2 yang ade kat situ plus layan fea. Tapi fea tau buat hal sendiri dan main2 dengan budak yang lain. Time budak perempuan tu hug hubby, fea pon ternampak then terus dia pon pegi hug ayah dia. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Suddenly the girl said, "haha, dia peluk. Dia ingt tu papa die kot". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hubby pon pelik and replied, "memang papa dia pun"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the girl: "huh? eh awak sapa?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hubby: "ayah sofeah la"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the girl: "tapi sofeah dah besar"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kelakarkan cerita ni. Even budak kecik pon see hubby macam muda sgt utk jadi bapak. I personally tak dengar the conversation. Bile hubby cerita balik sangat kelakar la. Maybe budak tu ingat I hire photographer kot...hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(pics later ye)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5993568258289111352-2188822566804660835?l=faridcheeky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/feeds/2188822566804660835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5993568258289111352&amp;postID=2188822566804660835&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/2188822566804660835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/2188822566804660835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/2010/11/celebration-birthday-sofeah-di-taska.html' title='celebration birthday sofeah di taska~'/><author><name>Faridatul Bariza Binti Md Nasir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03806844526406586261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K-droQCBjwA/TY0Sde023ZI/AAAAAAAAAhw/81szUoQualU/s220/Image1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5993568258289111352.post-8487523113083037226</id><published>2010-10-21T11:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T11:33:41.088+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sofeah'/><title type='text'>Fea and baby~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Malam semalam pegi tgk baby baru di KJMC... kawan hubby punya anak..&lt;br /&gt;Fea sgt excited..bile jumpe baby senyap je die tgk...tau baby tengah sleep..&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, on the way balik tu tiba-tiba Fea tanya' "baby, where?" berulang-ulang tanya benda sama...jenuh I and hubby explain baby kat hospital...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pagi tadi pula bangun nangis2 sambil jerit "baby, baby"&lt;br /&gt;Pelik pulak dah dengan Fea ni...ape dia mimpi ntah...&lt;br /&gt;Tak sabar nak jumpa adik dia ni....sabar ye sayang, insya'Allah tahun depan bulan April Fea bole jumpe adik fea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Sekian~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5993568258289111352-8487523113083037226?l=faridcheeky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/feeds/8487523113083037226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5993568258289111352&amp;postID=8487523113083037226&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/8487523113083037226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/8487523113083037226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/2010/10/fea-and-baby.html' title='Fea and baby~'/><author><name>Faridatul Bariza Binti Md Nasir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03806844526406586261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K-droQCBjwA/TY0Sde023ZI/AAAAAAAAAhw/81szUoQualU/s220/Image1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5993568258289111352.post-5981625816117935927</id><published>2010-10-18T15:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T15:46:43.616+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sofeah'/><title type='text'>Kejadian Semalam~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/TLv7JOgwBJI/AAAAAAAAAd4/y_izchRcM68/s1600/blood.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 143px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/TLv7JOgwBJI/AAAAAAAAAd4/y_izchRcM68/s200/blood.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529289103460271250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tiba-tiba,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hubby berkata: Wah, kalau org datang rumah kite tgk lantai macam ni sure orang ingat ada orang kene bunuh kat rumah ni.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me: huh? ignored him dan sambung tengok cerita kat PC.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A few minutes later, I look at the floor&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me: Awak! ape tu? darah la wak. sapa punye darah ni (panic)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hubby: huh? ye ke saya ingat cat ke ape tadi. tu saya buat lawak td tu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me: awak ada luka ke?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HUbby: mane ade...takde rase pape pon...(sambil meraba diri sendiri)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I also did the same thing...mane tau tak sedar...early pregnancy ni kene jaga2 takut bleeding...tp takde pula&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;then berlari ke arah sofeah yang sedang tgk tv, clean...no blood...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;then berlari satu rumah cari punca. Dari mane darah ni datang berlambak2. Double check hubby and me...check balik sofeah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Guess what a found. Dua2 tapak kaki fea berlumuran darah.....huhue...senyap je budak ni macam tak sakit je. Releks je tengok TV.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;wipe both of the feet and still tak jumpe punca....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/TLv7QifgNvI/AAAAAAAAAeA/VE05bK9KyiE/s200/foot.JPG" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 158px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529289229082834674" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me: awak! sape yang berdarah ni? kaki fea penuh dengan darah but tak jumpe ape2 pon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In the end, jumpe one small dot on her left foot...rupenye fea terpijak serpihan kaca tapi tak jumpa serpihan tu pon..just dia berdarah macam orang tgh bersalin banyaknya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yang peliknya kenapa fea senyap je? takde rase sakit ke nak nagis ke...adoiyai...confius...aritu ayah die pijak kaca jugak tp takde sesenyap fea....hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5993568258289111352-5981625816117935927?l=faridcheeky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/feeds/5981625816117935927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5993568258289111352&amp;postID=5981625816117935927&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/5981625816117935927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/5981625816117935927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/2010/10/kejadian-semalam.html' title='Kejadian Semalam~'/><author><name>Faridatul Bariza Binti Md Nasir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03806844526406586261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K-droQCBjwA/TY0Sde023ZI/AAAAAAAAAhw/81szUoQualU/s220/Image1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/TLv7JOgwBJI/AAAAAAAAAd4/y_izchRcM68/s72-c/blood.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5993568258289111352.post-2296024379443209176</id><published>2010-09-24T14:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-24T14:44:07.655+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pregnancy'/><title type='text'>First Trimester again~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yup I'm pregnant again...I think...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Need to confirm it by visiting a gyne...Isya'Allah tomorrow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Can't remember the first time I went through this....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Even though it's the second time but still I'm clueless of what's to come&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What I can tell you now is that I'm exhausted...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm hungry but I don't feel like eating...how?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5993568258289111352-2296024379443209176?l=faridcheeky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/feeds/2296024379443209176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5993568258289111352&amp;postID=2296024379443209176&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/2296024379443209176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/2296024379443209176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/2010/09/first-trimester-again.html' title='First Trimester again~'/><author><name>Faridatul Bariza Binti Md Nasir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03806844526406586261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K-droQCBjwA/TY0Sde023ZI/AAAAAAAAAhw/81szUoQualU/s220/Image1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5993568258289111352.post-6714456853239344737</id><published>2010-09-08T11:44:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T12:11:54.548+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interest'/><title type='text'>Cheese Baked rice</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Semalam hubby and I excited masak &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;cheese baked rice&lt;/span&gt;. Hasilnye sedaapppp sgt...nyam2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ini la hasilnya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/TIcIYMp_hGI/AAAAAAAAAdo/N5PRfq9DlZ8/s1600/IMG_6190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/TIcIYMp_hGI/AAAAAAAAAdo/N5PRfq9DlZ8/s320/IMG_6190.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514385480545698914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;sedap tak tgk cheese tu~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/TIcHn_pSAvI/AAAAAAAAAdY/EUbI0XzfNeI/s1600/IMG_6189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/TIcHn_pSAvI/AAAAAAAAAdY/EUbI0XzfNeI/s320/IMG_6189.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514384652419334898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;gambar dari different angle pula~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/TIcHoDenByI/AAAAAAAAAdg/kRbjO6FAziw/s1600/IMG_6195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/TIcHoDenByI/AAAAAAAAAdg/kRbjO6FAziw/s320/IMG_6195.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514384653448316706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voila~ isi didalam tue...still ade cheese melting...sedap2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nak recipe ke?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Senang ajer tapi takde sukatan la...ikut lebih kurang saja..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nasi yang telah dimasak&lt;br /&gt;mix veggie&lt;br /&gt;isi ayam&lt;br /&gt;hotdog&lt;br /&gt;butter&lt;br /&gt;Sheddar cheese (slice n grated)&lt;br /&gt;prego mushroom sauce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Cara2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;1.&lt;/span&gt; Setelah nasi di masak terus digaulkan dengan butter(time nasi panas2 tue la) bagi sume kene butter...time ni nasi mmg sgt harum la dgn bau butter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;2.&lt;/span&gt; rebus sausage and mix veggie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;3.&lt;/span&gt; Isi ayam dihiris halus and diperap sekejap bersama black pepper and salt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;4.&lt;/span&gt; Slice the sausage kecil2 and set aside. Then mix veggie dicampur ke dalam nasi tadi (so tak payah la goreng nasi tue)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;5. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Isi ayam td digoreng sekejap atas pan dengan sedikit butter (kejap jer masak cos dah hiris kecil2) dah masak campurkan dalam nasi juga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;6. &lt;/span&gt;Panaskan sauce prego mushroom sauce dalam pot then letak secubit thyme&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;7. &lt;/span&gt; Mampatkan nasi td bersama2 ingredients yang telah dicampur earlier ke dalam bowl atau casserole dish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;8.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Susun the slice sausage atas nasi yang dimampatkan then Pour the mushroom sauce atasnya.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;9.&lt;/span&gt; Tabur the sliced cheddar cheese and also sliced Cheddar keatas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;10.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Bake it dalam oven. 5 mins pon dah cukup unless you really want the cheese to burn on top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~End~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5993568258289111352-6714456853239344737?l=faridcheeky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/feeds/6714456853239344737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5993568258289111352&amp;postID=6714456853239344737&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/6714456853239344737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/6714456853239344737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/2010/09/cheese-baked-rice.html' title='Cheese Baked rice'/><author><name>Faridatul Bariza Binti Md Nasir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03806844526406586261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K-droQCBjwA/TY0Sde023ZI/AAAAAAAAAhw/81szUoQualU/s220/Image1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/TIcIYMp_hGI/AAAAAAAAAdo/N5PRfq9DlZ8/s72-c/IMG_6190.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5993568258289111352.post-3183924513377130429</id><published>2010-05-16T13:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T13:33:35.367+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sofeah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><title type='text'>last night~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last night before I went to sleep, I cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cried because of Fea, She grew so fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She slept in her own cot yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm afraid, I don't want her to grow too fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's getting heavier by the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm scared I won't be able to carry her anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby says, She's only 18 months old!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can pick her up if you want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said, never mind. I need to accept the fact that she would never stop growing up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you so much Fea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5993568258289111352-3183924513377130429?l=faridcheeky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/feeds/3183924513377130429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5993568258289111352&amp;postID=3183924513377130429&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/3183924513377130429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/3183924513377130429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/2010/05/last-night.html' title='last night~'/><author><name>Faridatul Bariza Binti Md Nasir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03806844526406586261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K-droQCBjwA/TY0Sde023ZI/AAAAAAAAAhw/81szUoQualU/s220/Image1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5993568258289111352.post-8600508485312732889</id><published>2010-01-16T22:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T23:19:58.283+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><title type='text'>Busy ke Lazy, Pn. Faridatul?</title><content type='html'>Lama betul tak menulis. Busy pun ade Lazy pun ada..haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Busy dengan ape tu, you might ask&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya busy dengan menjaga hal rumah tangga. Fea kerap demam. Sekarang pon dia demam. org kate sebab dia tengah build immune sistem die. Tapi kadang risau jugak asyik demam jer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya busy dengan keje. Bese la awal tahun. Banyak kelas dan kelas prep pon perlu buat. Plus sakarang busy dengan corporate training (nanti saya akan ceritakan pasal ini dalam entry lain)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya busy dengan mencari kerja baru..hehe..Ini adalah sebab saya tidak puas hati dengan management. banyak prejudis dan mengamalkan favouritism. Ramai staff bagi nasihat untuk saya lari jauh2 dari situ. Insya' Allah ade rezeki saya akan lari dengan pantasnya..hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akhir tahun lepas badan saya asyik lemah dan lesu sahaja. Saya pon tak paham kenapa(it was then). Now, saya dah tahu. Setiap kali saya makan lactation pil, badan saya terus akan rasa lembik oleh kerana itu saya stop mkn. Alhamdulillah, dah ok skarang. Which reminds me I have to buy sacred tea utk tambah susu. Sekarang minum anmum jer tetiap hari.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: ada sesiapa tahu bagaimana saya boleh disconnectkan entry di blog saya dengan notes kat facebook tu?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5993568258289111352-8600508485312732889?l=faridcheeky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/feeds/8600508485312732889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5993568258289111352&amp;postID=8600508485312732889&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/8600508485312732889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/8600508485312732889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/2010/01/busy-ke-lazy-pn-faridatul.html' title='Busy ke Lazy, Pn. Faridatul?'/><author><name>Faridatul Bariza Binti Md Nasir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03806844526406586261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K-droQCBjwA/TY0Sde023ZI/AAAAAAAAAhw/81szUoQualU/s220/Image1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5993568258289111352.post-5763337324157635881</id><published>2009-10-27T18:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T19:15:02.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aduhai anakku~</title><content type='html'>Ikutilah kisah anakku Nur Alya Sofeah &lt;a href="http://sofeahsmemoir.blogspot.com/2009/10/cerita-fea-kat-nusery.html"&gt;disini&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SubS4m74V2I/AAAAAAAAAb8/V2dtaI2UZ5g/s1600-h/daisy-duck-and-minnie-mouse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 157px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SubS4m74V2I/AAAAAAAAAb8/V2dtaI2UZ5g/s320/daisy-duck-and-minnie-mouse.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397233073416329058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ni favourite cartoon chracters fea&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5993568258289111352-5763337324157635881?l=faridcheeky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/feeds/5763337324157635881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5993568258289111352&amp;postID=5763337324157635881&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/5763337324157635881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/5763337324157635881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/2009/10/aduhai-anakku.html' title='Aduhai anakku~'/><author><name>Faridatul Bariza Binti Md Nasir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03806844526406586261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K-droQCBjwA/TY0Sde023ZI/AAAAAAAAAhw/81szUoQualU/s220/Image1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SubS4m74V2I/AAAAAAAAAb8/V2dtaI2UZ5g/s72-c/daisy-duck-and-minnie-mouse.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5993568258289111352.post-2352069942861493675</id><published>2009-10-05T08:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T10:49:17.512+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hubby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Sesuatu yang rambang~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SslelGl1QgI/AAAAAAAAAb0/tfYmY_ejhXo/s1600-h/me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SslelGl1QgI/AAAAAAAAAb0/tfYmY_ejhXo/s320/me.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388942420642972162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Malas nak tulis English sebab tanak org yang tak berkenaan bace..heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Earthquake di padang menakutkan sungguh. Dekat dah dengan Malaysia tue. Takleh nk imagine kalau kite in their shoes. Dah la I, hubby n fea kat 3 tempat berlainan(xde kaitan but just felt like writing this down)..huhue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Tiap-tiap pagi hantar fea ke nursery mesti rase berat hati. Sedih sangat. Bile fea nangis jer lagi sedih umminye. Fea skang dah pandai dakap ummi atau ayahnye(depends sape yang hantar die ke nursery) kuat-kuat sebab tanak pi nursery. Hari isnin hari paling susah skali sebab weekends die dah selesa dok ngn ummi dan ayahnye kat rumah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Benar susuibu adalah yang terbaik utk bayi sampai umur mereka 2 tahun la max tapi ada jugak ibu-ibu diluar sana tak mampu nak susukan anak mereka dengan susu ibu. Dah guna macam-macam cara tapi still tak berjaya juga. Kesian juga kat mereka ni. Thus, kita jangan la cepat sgt nak mengutuk or nak pandang rendah and judge these mothers yang bagi susu formula kat baby. Mereka pon sayang baby diorg juga. Aku mengaku dulu aku juga bangga sgt dapat susukan anak dengan susuibu dan pandang serong jugak terhadap mothers yang bagi susu formula ni tapi sekarang tidak lagi since hubby tegur "awak dengan kawan-kawan awak ni(kawan forum) jangan la pandang rendah sgt. Bebile jer Allah boleh tarik balik nikmat tu baru tau, plus jangan la riak sangat, Allah tak suka. Biarla kita bersederhana" owh ok, these aren't exacly his words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Semalam dan hari sabtu kami sekeluarga busy beraya here and there. Ntah kat mane2 ceruk tah kami pi. Susah betul nak cari rumah2 org2 ni. Dah la saya dan hubby ni buta jalan lagi susah la keadaanya.  Semalam pi rumah kawan hubby kat segambut and lalu kat jalan mont kiara 3, masuk jer simpang tue "wah2 mewahnye kawasan ni, org dok kat sini sure kaya gile punye" then 500m kehadapan terus masuk slum area macam rumah setinggan la ape...terkejut kejap.."haih, pelik betul, macam mane bole kat luar td rumah mewah..hay ya...darjat berlainan yang ketara ni dok sebelah2 je". Hubby and me baru realize ntah kat mane2 ceruk pon ada orang duduk.heh.punye la dok kat dunia sendiri jer selama ni...ish2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Raya taun ni seronok la compared to last year sebab taun ni beraya dengan puteri sulung kami and saya pon ade energy nak pi berjalan merata. Last year kan saya mengandung so dok umah je la. Plus, last year sume barang and minyak mahal so tak ramai yang buat open house.heh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5993568258289111352-2352069942861493675?l=faridcheeky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/feeds/2352069942861493675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5993568258289111352&amp;postID=2352069942861493675&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/2352069942861493675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/2352069942861493675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/2009/10/sesuatu-yang-rambang.html' title='Sesuatu yang rambang~'/><author><name>Faridatul Bariza Binti Md Nasir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03806844526406586261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K-droQCBjwA/TY0Sde023ZI/AAAAAAAAAhw/81szUoQualU/s220/Image1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SslelGl1QgI/AAAAAAAAAb0/tfYmY_ejhXo/s72-c/me.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5993568258289111352.post-376484388606234386</id><published>2009-09-18T13:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T00:06:16.557+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>~SEAMAT HARI RAYA MAAF ZAHIR BATIN~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SrpHLSDIyyI/AAAAAAAAAbs/awmXW-r30AY/s1600-h/raya%21+186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SrpHLSDIyyI/AAAAAAAAAbs/awmXW-r30AY/s320/raya%21+186.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384694563623979810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kami sekeluarga ingin mengucapkan selamat hari raya maaf zahir batin kepada semua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kepada sesiapa yang balik kampung tu berhati2 dijalan raya ye~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ni first time fea beraya, excitednya, lagi2 fea dah pandai berjalan sekarang ni. sure laju je die kejar ayam2 dikampung. Can't wait! If ada gambar fea kejar ayam saya akan uploadkan disini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;##Insya'Allah kami akan bertolak ke kampung awal2 pagi esok, balik Rompin dulu yeh. then balik Pekan and last Kg. New Zealand.##&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5993568258289111352-376484388606234386?l=faridcheeky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/feeds/376484388606234386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5993568258289111352&amp;postID=376484388606234386&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/376484388606234386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/376484388606234386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/2009/09/seamat-hari-raya-maaf-zahir-batin.html' title='~SEAMAT HARI RAYA MAAF ZAHIR BATIN~'/><author><name>Faridatul Bariza Binti Md Nasir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03806844526406586261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K-droQCBjwA/TY0Sde023ZI/AAAAAAAAAhw/81szUoQualU/s220/Image1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SrpHLSDIyyI/AAAAAAAAAbs/awmXW-r30AY/s72-c/raya%21+186.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5993568258289111352.post-1791058595614420159</id><published>2009-06-16T08:40:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T18:26:20.601+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Milk'/><title type='text'>Milk production declining~</title><content type='html'>From the title you've guessed it. My milk production is running low. My stock in the fridge is running out. From around 50 bottles I have stocked up for the past month now what is left is around 10 bottles and I'm getting worried. Not that I did not drink a lot. I do, but I have to drink more than that lot because of the climate today. Fea drinks a lot too so that is why the backup supplies are also running low.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what I have to do now is try harder to produce more. I have to eat a lot of other supplements for more milk. down here is the list of food I should consume. (source: &lt;a href="http://susuibu.com/modules/newbb/viewtopic.php?topic_id=4928&amp;amp;forum=7#forumpost169706"&gt;susuibu.com&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SjcMNUuCrsI/AAAAAAAAAak/4qw3QfuuKrs/s1600-h/asi.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 147px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SjcMNUuCrsI/AAAAAAAAAak/4qw3QfuuKrs/s200/asi.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347756505565408962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SjcMN1Rc3kI/AAAAAAAAAa0/OPKDjLXEyeA/s1600-h/milkmaid+tea.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 163px; height: 193px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SjcMN1Rc3kI/AAAAAAAAAa0/OPKDjLXEyeA/s200/milkmaid+tea.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347756514303860290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SjcMOC0MPBI/AAAAAAAAAa8/LbHIpeIZMaQ/s1600-h/soya.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 199px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SjcMOC0MPBI/AAAAAAAAAa8/LbHIpeIZMaQ/s200/soya.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347756517939231762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold;" class="comTitle"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SjcMNkR0FLI/AAAAAAAAAas/F_4a3vJQL2s/s1600-h/fanugreek.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 117px; height: 215px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SjcMNkR0FLI/AAAAAAAAAas/F_4a3vJQL2s/s200/fanugreek.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347756509741978802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makanan yang menambah dan mengurangkan air susu ibu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Makanan Menambah atau Mengurangkan Susu Ibu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sesetengah makanan memberi kesan kepada penghasilan susu ibu, sama ada menambah atau mengurangkannya... Jadi hati-hati apabila memilih makanan anda... Antara makanan yang mungkin menambah penghasilan susu ibu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Makan banyak makanan mengandungi vitamin B seperti kekacang, dal.&lt;br /&gt;* Kurma – makan begitu sahaja atau dihancurkan sedikit dan dimasukkan ke dalam susu panas.&lt;br /&gt;* Jambu batu, betik – makan begitu sahaja.&lt;br /&gt;* Lobak putih, peria – dijadikan jus atau sup.&lt;br /&gt;* Sawi, kacang panjang, kacang buncis, jagung muda – goreng atau sup.&lt;br /&gt;* Daun atau pucuk meranti masak lemak putih, tumis air atau goreng.&lt;br /&gt;* Klorofil&lt;br /&gt;* Chlorella&lt;br /&gt;* Oat – dijadikan minuman, biskut, bubur atau salutan pada makanan sebelum dimasak.&lt;br /&gt;* Madu – gunakan sebagai pemanis dalam minuman, sapuan pada roti atau cicah pada lempeng susu beroat&lt;br /&gt;* Air longan – boleh beli longan kering dari pasaraya dan direbus sehingga kembang.&lt;br /&gt;Longan kering salah satu bahan dalam air laichikang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Red raspberry leaves – suplemen dari farmasi&lt;br /&gt;* Halba – direndam dalam air mendidih atau dimasukkan ke dalam masakan.&lt;br /&gt;* Habbatus sauda atau jintan hitam.&lt;br /&gt;* Barli – air atau bubur barli.&lt;br /&gt;* Pucuk manis – masak lemak bersama ubi keledek.&lt;br /&gt;* Pucuk pegaga – dijadikan ulam atau jus.&lt;br /&gt;* Jantung pisang dicelur atau masak lemak.&lt;br /&gt;* Daun kucai – goreng bersama tauge dengan tauhu dan tempe.&lt;br /&gt;* Pucuk betik atau bunga betik jantan.&lt;br /&gt;* Air soya dan produk soya seperti tauhu, taufufa, tempe&lt;br /&gt;* Air horlicks&lt;br /&gt;* Susu dan produk tenusu&lt;br /&gt;* Teh hijau jepun&lt;br /&gt;* Makanan mengandung yis seperti roti, donut, tapai pulut dan sebagainya.&lt;br /&gt;* Bawang putih mengandungi banyak sulfur yang bagus untuk sendi dan membantu penghasilan susu.&lt;br /&gt;* Ubat homeopati.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makanan yang perlu dielakkan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Herba seperti Parsli,Peppermint, Sage, Oregano,&lt;br /&gt;*Spageti bolognese? Sekali-sekala okey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#thanks to mamaANA for listing it out#&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other tips you can click here &lt;a href="http://sereniety.blogspot.com/2008/10/petua-petua-menambahkan-asi-air-susu.html"&gt;######&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5993568258289111352-1791058595614420159?l=faridcheeky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/feeds/1791058595614420159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5993568258289111352&amp;postID=1791058595614420159&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/1791058595614420159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/1791058595614420159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/2009/06/milk-production-reclining.html' title='Milk production declining~'/><author><name>Faridatul Bariza Binti Md Nasir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03806844526406586261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K-droQCBjwA/TY0Sde023ZI/AAAAAAAAAhw/81szUoQualU/s220/Image1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SjcMNUuCrsI/AAAAAAAAAak/4qw3QfuuKrs/s72-c/asi.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5993568258289111352.post-306328280352805802</id><published>2009-06-05T09:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T13:39:57.700+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><title type='text'>I'm just terrible~</title><content type='html'>This morning is the second time my daughter fell off our bed. I should have known better. I should have put her in her cot before doing other thing. After the incident she cried and when she has calmed down she was very quite. She didn't want to move. She just lay down. Maybe she was terrified. The fall shocked her. What I fear most is her health. I worry she might have broke her bones from the fall or the worse, bleeding in her brains. I fear for the worst. I'm a terrible mother. A crazy woman can do a better job at being a mother. I'm just down. Not a good day today. She deserves better. I'm a bad example.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note for my dear daughter, Nur Alya Sofeah,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how loud you cry and scream as a sign of protest when I or ayah put you in your car seat or your cot we will put on a deaf ear as we know that's the safest place for you. We love you soo much dear. I'll try my best not to neglect you in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your sorry mother,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I feel like I've failed being a good mother. I've never felt so disappointed with myself like what I'm feeling now. I'll cry just thinking about it *&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5993568258289111352-306328280352805802?l=faridcheeky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/feeds/306328280352805802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5993568258289111352&amp;postID=306328280352805802&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/306328280352805802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/306328280352805802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-just-terrible.html' title='I&apos;m just terrible~'/><author><name>Faridatul Bariza Binti Md Nasir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03806844526406586261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K-droQCBjwA/TY0Sde023ZI/AAAAAAAAAhw/81szUoQualU/s220/Image1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5993568258289111352.post-2862164806554477786</id><published>2009-05-22T14:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T16:54:35.637+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><title type='text'>What have I been upto~</title><content type='html'>Alright. Here's the highlight of what's going on with my life up to date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been very busy because I've just started teaching. The first day I came in, straight away they assigned me to a class to teach. I was at the state of shock. I have not taught a class ever and I was expecting for them to at least give me some training or an introduction before handing me the task to teach. Anyway, I had only 2 students and they're both good students. The class was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;. They also have their &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;own&lt;/span&gt; textbook and workbook. So all I have to do is follow the book and play the tape. It's easy right. Yeah I know. Everyday I only have one class for 2 hours. It's alright isn't it. The times that I'm not teaching I'll just sit in the teacher's room and do some paper work and at times prepare for the next class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I don't have any &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;experience&lt;/span&gt; in teaching I have to go for a teaching course which runs for 4 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Saturdays&lt;/span&gt; from 9am until 6pm in the evening. Yeah, it's tiring but it's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; I guess. On the bright side after I've completed this course I'll have a certificate in teaching and I can include this in the resume &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;as well&lt;/span&gt;. Great huh. I just have to bare with it for only 1 month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm now in the third week at my new job as a lecturer. My night classes has started. I need to teach from 6.30pm until 8.30pm every Wednesday and the next day I'll get a half day off. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Yippy&lt;/span&gt;. I can spend some time with my daughter at home. The time I'll be looking forward to every week. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Now&lt;/span&gt; we're coming close to mid-semester. Guess what I'm busy with? Yeah &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; right. I have to make questions for their mid-semester exams. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;huu&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a pleasure working at the new place as my colleagues are great. All very supportive and we act as a big family here. It's very different from the place I worked before where everybody talks in Mandarin except me and every meeting they have they'll exclude me because it's easier to conduct the meeting in mandarin compared to conducting it in English. Here I feel like I have contributed something everyday rather than sitting at the office and stare at the computer until office hour ends. yeah , that's what I've been doing for the whole year last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for now, I just go into the class and teach for 2 hours, then once a month we have to go on a field trip, there are also classes in the multimedia lab where I just assign them their assignment in the course ware whilst I browse the Internet for the 2 hours and every Friday we have a practical class where we play games and watch the movies. You might think it's easy (not that it's not) it's just the paper work I have to do at the office is quite taxing. Hate it. Once in a while my colleague will complain about the amount of paper work we have to do. He always says that this college likes to butcher trees because we're wasting a lot of paper doing these stuff. Why can't we just key in the computer. Saves time and space at the same time but nooo,they still want paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the picture of me at the CITC (Certificate In Teaching Course) class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/ShZjrzHryDI/AAAAAAAAAX8/4G89kI8hsBI/s1600-h/May09CITCphoto.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/ShZjrzHryDI/AAAAAAAAAX8/4G89kI8hsBI/s320/May09CITCphoto.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338564012402264114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smile Always~ =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5993568258289111352-2862164806554477786?l=faridcheeky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/feeds/2862164806554477786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5993568258289111352&amp;postID=2862164806554477786&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/2862164806554477786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/2862164806554477786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-have-i-been-upto.html' title='What have I been upto~'/><author><name>Faridatul Bariza Binti Md Nasir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03806844526406586261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K-droQCBjwA/TY0Sde023ZI/AAAAAAAAAhw/81szUoQualU/s220/Image1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/ShZjrzHryDI/AAAAAAAAAX8/4G89kI8hsBI/s72-c/May09CITCphoto.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5993568258289111352.post-366784794501766691</id><published>2009-05-11T13:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T14:43:06.227+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anything else'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><title type='text'>HAppy Mothers day to me?~</title><content type='html'>I'm a mother now~&lt;br /&gt;Didn't realize it until someone wished me Happy mother's day..&lt;br /&gt;and now I'm one of the mother being celebrated on mothers day..&lt;br /&gt;because I'm now a mother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owh I couldn't believe it~&lt;br /&gt;I'm a mother now!&lt;br /&gt;HOw time flies and in the past I never thought of being a mother so soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways HAPPY MOTHERS DAY TO ME and ALL THE MOTHERS around the GLobe~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SgfIXvwUuxI/AAAAAAAAAX0/7eDGvLP3fjI/s1600-h/Mday.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 247px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SgfIXvwUuxI/AAAAAAAAAX0/7eDGvLP3fjI/s320/Mday.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334452593925339922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5993568258289111352-366784794501766691?l=faridcheeky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/feeds/366784794501766691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5993568258289111352&amp;postID=366784794501766691&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/366784794501766691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/366784794501766691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-mothers-day-to-me.html' title='HAppy Mothers day to me?~'/><author><name>Faridatul Bariza Binti Md Nasir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03806844526406586261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K-droQCBjwA/TY0Sde023ZI/AAAAAAAAAhw/81szUoQualU/s220/Image1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SgfIXvwUuxI/AAAAAAAAAX0/7eDGvLP3fjI/s72-c/Mday.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5993568258289111352.post-6822007438387467736</id><published>2009-04-28T11:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T11:57:01.886+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anything else'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><title type='text'>Buli jalan raya &amp; award?~</title><content type='html'>Meh sini daku nak bercerita pasal buli jalan raya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sedangku drive ke tempat keje dengan hati girang gemilang melayan anak dalam car seat kat sebelah tibe2 plak ade mamat bawak kete toyota wish kat belakang honk dan pasang high beam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku ape lagi..hangin dan dengan keras kepala refuse untuk ketepi sebab kurang hajar sedemikian rupe..aku bawak slow n steady..die nk wat ape kat belakang lantak die la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lagipon xde la aku bwk slow macam nenek tua ke ape..bawak 80..ok la kan since itu la speed limit kat jalan tue(baru kuar dari kerinchi link punye tol-jalan tue kan tinggi..klo silap corner mau jatuh dalam gaung mane ntah..lg pon aku gune smart tag so mmg akan termasuk kat lane laju dulu la kan baru pelahan2 nk kesot ke lane slow...ade 2 lane je pon)..ngokngek punye org.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kesian kat anak aku kat sebelah tekejut dengan hon bunyi cam kentut tue..nasib die ok pagi tadi..xde la merengek ke ape. Baik jer duduk dalam car seat. Aku nak ketepi tak boleh sbb ade plak kete kancil so duduk je la lane tu(ala kejap jer pon sbb klo kedepan sikit dah ade 3 lane...xsabar punye org). klo die langgar die la byr..mengelabah sgt tue kenape..lepas die potong aku kat depan tue pon die kene block dengan 4 buah kete..ahaha..puas hati aku..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;owh ha lupe...pagi ni fea ikut aku pegi keje then mak aku amek die kat tempat keje..mak mertua aku demam..kesian die..smlm pon adik ipar aku yang jage fea..esok tak tau la macam mane ni..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, aku nk cakap la sikit. Orang2 pakai kete besar ni tak payah la nk buli orang pakai kete kecik...respect la sikit..org lain pon ade equal rights jugak keatas jalan raya yang digunekan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;macam semalam, mentang2 la bwk kete honda tetibe jer nak hon suami aku sbb nk park kat tepi...bukannye org tak bagi signal...siolan punye org..xpasal..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku n hubby sejak ade anak ni mmg pemandu yang berkhemah abis la..ye la bile dah ade anak dok pikir jer anak..xnk la anything bad happen ke ape..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;owh lagi satu aku tak puas ati dgn van vannete  (camni ke eja..ntah laa) aku dah stereotype kan sume van jenis ni mmg kurang hajar punye org..bawak macam tooot tooott...amboih, macam awk sorg jer boleh gune jalan ni..aku pon byr cukai jalan tau&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahaha...xpasal emo plak..meh kite bertukar mood...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ho yeah....my first award dapat dari Ayatt...thanks manyak2 ye..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SfZ4oEwEiMI/AAAAAAAAAXs/xMyh7Sws-kw/s1600-h/TAG+PIC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SfZ4oEwEiMI/AAAAAAAAAXs/xMyh7Sws-kw/s320/TAG+PIC.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329579838905026754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Alamak kene tag org yang malash nieh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rules for these brilliant award:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;1. copy paste the award at your blog once you got it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;2. make an entry if this is like a GRAMMY award =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;3. tag 6 other blogger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;4. never break the chain please (optional)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so watch out for the names here,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU HAVE BEEN AWARDED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;1) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;wun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;2) shasha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;3) krsty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;4) anis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;5) diane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;6) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;diana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5993568258289111352-6822007438387467736?l=faridcheeky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/feeds/6822007438387467736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5993568258289111352&amp;postID=6822007438387467736&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/6822007438387467736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/6822007438387467736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/2009/04/buli-jalan-raya-award.html' title='Buli jalan raya &amp; award?~'/><author><name>Faridatul Bariza Binti Md Nasir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03806844526406586261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K-droQCBjwA/TY0Sde023ZI/AAAAAAAAAhw/81szUoQualU/s220/Image1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SfZ4oEwEiMI/AAAAAAAAAXs/xMyh7Sws-kw/s72-c/TAG+PIC.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5993568258289111352.post-9033218736782789121</id><published>2009-04-24T11:39:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T11:45:40.743+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anything else'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><title type='text'>My wall paper</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SfE09TcORzI/AAAAAAAAAXk/X3SjTkU4WaY/s1600-h/my+wall+paper.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SfE09TcORzI/AAAAAAAAAXk/X3SjTkU4WaY/s400/my+wall+paper.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328098061951321906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe..saja letak ini..Ini adalah wall paper kat comp di ofis..hehe...tgk ade gambo sape kat corner tue..nk tulis blog but not in the mood yet..hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yang skin kat balakang tue aku main lukis sendiri jer, time bosan ape lagi bukak jer paint and conteng2 then colour la..hehe..tau mcm hodoh tp suke plak tgk..hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5993568258289111352-9033218736782789121?l=faridcheeky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/feeds/9033218736782789121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5993568258289111352&amp;postID=9033218736782789121&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/9033218736782789121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/9033218736782789121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-wall-paper.html' title='My wall paper'/><author><name>Faridatul Bariza Binti Md Nasir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03806844526406586261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K-droQCBjwA/TY0Sde023ZI/AAAAAAAAAhw/81szUoQualU/s220/Image1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SfE09TcORzI/AAAAAAAAAXk/X3SjTkU4WaY/s72-c/my+wall+paper.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5993568258289111352.post-6713467633744133801</id><published>2009-04-14T10:31:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T18:31:50.624+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interest'/><title type='text'>What's next!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;During those times when hubby and me were still courting I did not have any interest. Like hubby, his interests are in music, football and photography but me? nothing.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SeQj5H65Z-I/AAAAAAAAAXU/ShrA9XAvcCc/s1600-h/harmony.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 174px; height: 239px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SeQj5H65Z-I/AAAAAAAAAXU/ShrA9XAvcCc/s320/harmony.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324420123744364514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Medela Harmony&lt;/span&gt; - Waiting for Jannah to send this pump~ can't wait&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When we got married and I was pregnant with our daughter I started to develop interest in &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;baby stuffs &lt;/span&gt;like strollers, car seats, bottles, beddings, toys, cloth diapers and breast pumps(it counts because it's a baby related thing) excluding clothes. Up until today I think that I'm still obsess with baby stuffs. I love it when my friends ask about which bottle do I think is good, my opinions on the best pump, or what kind of strollers which is practical for traveling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I think it is time for me to move on~ I've been thinking lately what do I really want to do next. I mean I can't be stuck with searching for babies stuff until I'm 4o can I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SeQD2X2SaCI/AAAAAAAAAW0/DlfwLVbNRSM/s1600-h/cupcakes.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 248px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SeQD2X2SaCI/AAAAAAAAAW0/DlfwLVbNRSM/s320/cupcakes.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324384892108302370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Courtesy of &lt;a href="http://cuppacakes.blogspot.com/"&gt;wondermilk cuppacakes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The first option is to start &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;baking&lt;/span&gt;. Since my dream is to open up a bakery one day so to master all the baking skills I better start from now I think. I used to love baking back when I was in the UK where all the ingredients are cheap like whip cream and fine quality flour but over here it's a little bit pricey. And since we live on our own, we don't have an oven and a mixer yet. So need to save up for that first. We did have enough money to buy an oven but i could not find the right one. When I found one, it was no longer in stock so we had to wait another month. By that time we spent the money on other things instead. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SeQERNrUfyI/AAAAAAAAAW8/dGBdKO_fmhE/s1600-h/felt.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 224px; height: 218px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SeQERNrUfyI/AAAAAAAAAW8/dGBdKO_fmhE/s320/felt.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324385353234415394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The second option is doing &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;felt crafts&lt;/span&gt;. It's quite interesting. I was inspired by &lt;a href="http://lilstitchy.blogspot.com/"&gt;liyana's blog&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://feltkey.blogspot.com/"&gt;her friend's blog&lt;/a&gt;. I like it because the things they sew from felt are soo cute. You have to be really creative in this area. I was thinking of stitching flash cards made of felt for my daughter Sofeah. I love doing crafts from time to time but then again I think this interest would die out as I'm not that rajin la~.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to my friends out there, what do you think I should pursue next?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5993568258289111352-6713467633744133801?l=faridcheeky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/feeds/6713467633744133801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5993568258289111352&amp;postID=6713467633744133801&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/6713467633744133801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/6713467633744133801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/2009/04/whats-next.html' title='What&apos;s next!'/><author><name>Faridatul Bariza Binti Md Nasir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03806844526406586261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K-droQCBjwA/TY0Sde023ZI/AAAAAAAAAhw/81szUoQualU/s220/Image1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SeQj5H65Z-I/AAAAAAAAAXU/ShrA9XAvcCc/s72-c/harmony.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5993568258289111352.post-4775389435688694255</id><published>2009-04-10T10:02:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T09:38:04.173+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><title type='text'>My emotions~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/Sd6rn3Gsj_I/AAAAAAAAAWk/EKsMzcOb3mE/s1600-h/trapped.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/Sd6rn3Gsj_I/AAAAAAAAAWk/EKsMzcOb3mE/s400/trapped.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322880510893789170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Can I do things that I want to do for a change?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I hate this feeling called guilt and conscience~&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not happy~&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I'm torn in between~&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I have to satisfy everybody? impossible~&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I want my way~&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Tired&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Exhausted&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I need rest&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Hate working on Saturdays~&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Need more time to spend with my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NEW&lt;/span&gt; family~&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I have a new family now&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;My obligations now is towards my husband n my family&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Feel like flying away&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I need a holiday&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;but that's just running away~&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like crying&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;but it won't help much&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Every time i tried to escape there's always something pulling me back&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to carry this burden anymore&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Why can't they understand~&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;They need to let go~&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;otherwise forever my conscience will bug me&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;and never will I rest in Peace~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;UN&lt;/span&gt;happy Me~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5993568258289111352-4775389435688694255?l=faridcheeky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/feeds/4775389435688694255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5993568258289111352&amp;postID=4775389435688694255&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/4775389435688694255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/4775389435688694255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-ramblings.html' title='My emotions~'/><author><name>Faridatul Bariza Binti Md Nasir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03806844526406586261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K-droQCBjwA/TY0Sde023ZI/AAAAAAAAAhw/81szUoQualU/s220/Image1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/Sd6rn3Gsj_I/AAAAAAAAAWk/EKsMzcOb3mE/s72-c/trapped.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5993568258289111352.post-337716818479330740</id><published>2009-04-06T08:52:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T11:08:42.163+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anything else'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><title type='text'>Adakah anda prejudis?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/Sdlbm_-xU4I/AAAAAAAAAWI/Z4-3zN2C_fM/s1600-h/bangsa.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 310px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/Sdlbm_-xU4I/AAAAAAAAAWI/Z4-3zN2C_fM/s320/bangsa.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321385160282821506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perbualan;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Si A: Selalu makan sorg ke?&lt;br /&gt; Si B: A'ah, kat company tu saya sorg jer melayu, yang lain chinese diorg pi mkn kat tempat&lt;br /&gt;           non-halal.&lt;br /&gt; Si A: wah, tanak tukar keje ke?(muka terkejut)&lt;br /&gt; Si B: (dalam hati... e'eh nape nk tukar keje pulak) hmm, tengah cari keje barulah sbb dok jauh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Si C: Nak mengajar kat college  T*** risau skit la sbb ramai bangsa asing. Tau la diorg ni&lt;br /&gt;             macam mane..heh&lt;br /&gt;   Si D: ha tue la...lagi2 bangsa C*** diorg ni dah la kedekut, macam2 hal la. Bangsa I**** pon&lt;br /&gt;              same..tah paper..tak betul&lt;br /&gt;   Si C: Tapi tak sume macam tue..ade je yang baik&lt;br /&gt;   Si D: mmg ade la tapi kebayakannye macam tue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Si E: wah ko nak mengajar kat College T*** biar betul. ko tau tak kat sane ramai C***. Diorg&lt;br /&gt;           ni susah sikit nak mengajar. Nakal. Paham2 je la kan. Lagi2 swasta ni.&lt;br /&gt;  Si F: Owh yeh. tapi tak sume macam tue kan..hmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenapa kite selalu labelkan bangsa ini itu dan bangsa itu ini. Tidak kah kita sedar bahawa semua insan di dunia ini datang dari Allah S.W.T. Semuanya sama tak kira bangsa. Nak kate C*** kedekut, corrupt, berkira la ape. Macam la bangsa M***** tue bagus sangat. Allah telah mencipta pelbagai kaum supaya kita berkenalan antara satu sama lain bukannya untuk kita cari keburukkan mereka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ye, aku mengaku bahawa dulu aku pernah tergolong dalam invidu yang mengata bangsa lain itu ini tetapi setelah bekerja di company yang aku seorang sahaja melayu dan yang lain semua cina telah mengajar aku supaya tidak lagi menjadi prejudis. Hendak tahu mengapa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Pada mulanya saya telah di offer pekerjaan di satu kolej dimana 98% adalah bangsa melayu kemudian saya ditolak kerana saya disahkan mengandung. Bangsa sendiri sanggup mengetepikan saya disaat saya betul2 memerlukan kerja. Saya mengandung sahaja bukannya saya ade sakit kronik ke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Setelah 3 bulan mengandung, saya dapat panggilan untuk temu duga. Saya beritahu awal2 bahawa saya mengandung kerana tidak mahu membuang masa mereka. Walaupun saya sudah nyatakan keadaan saya, company ini besungguh-sungguh hendak saya datang untuk temu duga. Akhirnya saya dapat juga kerja di company yang 100% cina kecuali saya. Tengok bertapa baik dan mulianya mereka kerana menerima saya. Tidak memandang rendah terhadap saya dan terima saya kerana saya kebolehan saya dan bukan kerana saya berbadan dua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Sedang saya sarat lagi megandung saya dapat lagi satu panggilan untuk temu duga. Ini perbualan saya antara interviewer itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya: Saya mengandung 8 bulan dah ni, boleh ke?&lt;br /&gt;Si minah: eh kenapa pula? datang je la&lt;br /&gt;Saya: ye la separuh company tanak orang mengandung ni&lt;br /&gt;Si Minah: Ala company lain tue mengada2 jer. Datang la, look forward seeing you.&lt;br /&gt;Saya: owh terima kasih2..hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ini juga merupakan company cina. Tengok sape yang prejudis dan kedekut sekarang ni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Walaupun saya seorang sahaja melayu yang bekerja di syarikat ini, mereka tetap memberi layanan yang baik. Tidak ada prejudis. Kadang2 ada juga mereka ajak makan bersama di kedai mamak supaya saya tidak keseorangan. Mereka juga pernah cuba mencarikan seorang lagi pekerja melayu untuk teman saya. Tetapi dia tidak kerja lama kerana dapat tawaran untuk melanjutkan pelajaran.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Senang kate kita tidak boleh prejudis dan labelkan setiap orang itu hanya berdasarkan kaum sahaja. Get to know them as an individual then you'll know the real them rather than just judge them at first sight according to their race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tak perlu la nak bangga sangat dengan bangsa M*****. Setiap orang ada kelemahan masing2 yang tidak mengikut bangsa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fikirkan lah ye~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5993568258289111352-337716818479330740?l=faridcheeky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/feeds/337716818479330740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5993568258289111352&amp;postID=337716818479330740&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/337716818479330740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/337716818479330740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/2009/04/prejudiskah-anda.html' title='Adakah anda prejudis?'/><author><name>Faridatul Bariza Binti Md Nasir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03806844526406586261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K-droQCBjwA/TY0Sde023ZI/AAAAAAAAAhw/81szUoQualU/s220/Image1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/Sdlbm_-xU4I/AAAAAAAAAWI/Z4-3zN2C_fM/s72-c/bangsa.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5993568258289111352.post-1405970073371095724</id><published>2009-04-03T14:44:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T11:07:25.646+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anything else'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hubby'/><title type='text'>6 amalan harian seorang Muslimah~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SdbOcj5wbFI/AAAAAAAAAVw/m4g7nb5_-2Y/s1600-h/muslimah.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 149px; height: 133px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SdbOcj5wbFI/AAAAAAAAAVw/m4g7nb5_-2Y/s320/muslimah.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320666999853968466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Setiap hari Khamis dalam perjanan pulang ke rumah kami suamiku akan kongsi bersama ilmu yang telah beliau pelajari semasa mendengar tazkirah tengah hari di pejabatnya. Semalam adalah tentang enam perkara wanita perlu lakukan dari hadith yang di huraikan oleh Imam Al-Ghazali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pertama&lt;/span&gt; - Masuk sahaja waktu terus pergi menunaikan solat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kedua&lt;/span&gt; - baca Al-Quran setiap hari.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ketiga&lt;/span&gt; - membaca satu hadith setiap hari kepada anaknya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Keempat&lt;/span&gt; - mengamalkan membaca doa harian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kelima&lt;/span&gt; - hidup secara sederhana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Keenam&lt;/span&gt; - memberi motivasi kepada suami, anak-anak dan juga orang disekeliling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya akan sedaya upaya mempraktikkan dalam kehidupan seharian saya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SdbO1KuKcPI/AAAAAAAAAWA/A9USCoVGMfs/s1600-h/solat.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SdbO1KuKcPI/AAAAAAAAAWA/A9USCoVGMfs/s200/solat.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320667422591185138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off topik sket, setiap insan di dunia ini milik Allah S.W.T. Kita tidak ada hak mengaku bahawa suami atau isteri mahupun anak kita adalah milik kita. Sebagai isteri yang solehah kita tidak ada hak untuk menghalang suami dari menikahi wanita lain jika suami cukup syarat untuk menikahi perempuan itu. Ini adalah hak yang diberikan oleh Allah S.W.T kepada lelaki. Siapalah kita menidakkan hak itu. Anak juga bukan milik kita. Kita hanya diberi amanah dari Allah S.W.T untuk menjaga dan mendidik anak-anak dengan baik sahaja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fikirkan lah ye~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5993568258289111352-1405970073371095724?l=faridcheeky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/feeds/1405970073371095724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5993568258289111352&amp;postID=1405970073371095724&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/1405970073371095724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/1405970073371095724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/2009/04/6-amalan-harian-seorang-muslimah.html' title='6 amalan harian seorang Muslimah~'/><author><name>Faridatul Bariza Binti Md Nasir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03806844526406586261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K-droQCBjwA/TY0Sde023ZI/AAAAAAAAAhw/81szUoQualU/s220/Image1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SdbOcj5wbFI/AAAAAAAAAVw/m4g7nb5_-2Y/s72-c/muslimah.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5993568258289111352.post-7749611265839851339</id><published>2009-03-27T14:06:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T16:25:22.483+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sofeah'/><title type='text'>One month to go~</title><content type='html'>Children do grow faster than you think. Before you know it, they've already graduated from college and got married and started to have their own children. We as parents getting older by the day and did not realise how time flew soo fast and still wondering how we got there in the first place and how it turn out to be that way. Well in my case my darling daughter will start on solid food in one months time. It seems like it was yesterday she was born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the age of 4 months old Sofeah has already discovered her hands, fingers and foot. She'll put any of those in her mouth and suck them whenever she gets the chance to. Sometimes her toys or our hands will end up in her mouth too. By the time she reached 4 months and 2 weeks old, everytime she sees me or her ayah eat she will imitate us chew our food and drool. I pity her at times but I know her stomach, intestines and kidneys are not ready for solid foods yet until she reaches 6 months old. This is because she is exclusively breastfeeding, unlike babies that drink formula milk their intestines are more mature to accept solid foods as early as 4 months old. Babies that drinks formula milk, their intestines works twice as hard to process the formula milk compared to babies being breastfed. Breast milk substances are finer compared to formula milk. So until then we can not feed her any solids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, Sofeah has turned 5 months old. Still drooling whenever we ate our dinner. This is what I always say to her each time "only one month to go, be patient OK. I'll feed you plain porridge and some apple puree"(yes, i do speak in English to her. We're practicing OPOL- one parent one language). Only one month to go I'm so hyped to give Sofeah solids. I've collected some recipes from the net for me to cook for her and I've also learnt how to store them like EBM. Since babies only eat 1-2 spoon of solids per feeding as an introductory to solids, I can't be cooking just 1-2 spoon of food only can I. So I'll need to organize it and store it in the freezer. Even though hubby suggests that we can just go out and buy those baby food in the jar to make things easier for me of course but I still think it's healthier this way. We don't know how the bottle foods are processed do we plus we can save a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below are some basic guidelines for me in feeding Sofeah. Courtesy of mama_miya susuibu.com(It's in bahasa so I've translated it to English)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold;" class="comTitle"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Servings according to their age&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For 6-7 months old baby;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) drink at least 4 bottles of 5-6oz of breast milk per day&lt;br /&gt;2) servings:&lt;br /&gt;~ 1-3 spoon(sudu besar) of carbohidrate grains (rice, oats, sweet potatoes) = 2 times a day&lt;br /&gt;                                                 OR&lt;br /&gt;~ 2-3 spoon of vegetables = 2 times a day&lt;br /&gt;                                                 OR&lt;br /&gt;~ 2-3 spoon or 2oz of fruit juice&lt;br /&gt;                                                 OR&lt;br /&gt;~ 1-2 spoon of meat or meat alternatives (mashed peas/tofu/beans/anchovies)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around 3 meals per day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Example:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) breakfast at 7.30am 1 spoon of oats, 2 spoons of fruit puree&lt;br /&gt;b) lunch 12noon 1 spoons of oat/potato/pasta/rice, 2 spoons of vegetables&lt;br /&gt;c) dinner at 6pm 2 spoons of oats/rice, with tofu/beans/fruit juice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For 8-9 months babies the servings will increase 2-3 spoon for each type of food and drink 6-9oz of milk 3 times a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For 9-10 months babies the servings will increase 2-3 spoon from 8-9month old servings and they should drink 9oz of milk three times a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For babies 1 year and above:&lt;br /&gt;1) carbohydate grains - 4 spoon, 3 times a day&lt;br /&gt;2) 9oz of milk per day&lt;br /&gt;3) 3-4 spoon of vegetables, 3 times a day&lt;br /&gt;4) 3-4 spoon of fruits, 2 times a day/5oz of juice twice a day&lt;br /&gt;5) 1-2 spoon of meat or meat alternatives, twice a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are only basic guidelines. Some may do it differently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides looking out for baby food recipes I've also looked up the things I need to buy, like the utensils and also the containers that will be used to store her food in the freezer. This is my list;&lt;br /&gt;1) food grinder&lt;br /&gt;2) dadih containers or little containers (since I'll be putting one 1-2 spoon of food in each container, so 1 container per feeding)&lt;br /&gt;3) feeding spoon(maybe rubber base so that it would not injure her gum)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/ScyNR1Ok46I/AAAAAAAAAVg/_MXurHei2Ks/s1600-h/combine.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 122px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/ScyNR1Ok46I/AAAAAAAAAVg/_MXurHei2Ks/s400/combine.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317780597503222690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5993568258289111352-7749611265839851339?l=faridcheeky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/feeds/7749611265839851339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5993568258289111352&amp;postID=7749611265839851339&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/7749611265839851339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/7749611265839851339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/2009/03/one-month-to-go.html' title='One month to go~'/><author><name>Faridatul Bariza Binti Md Nasir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03806844526406586261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K-droQCBjwA/TY0Sde023ZI/AAAAAAAAAhw/81szUoQualU/s220/Image1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/ScyNR1Ok46I/AAAAAAAAAVg/_MXurHei2Ks/s72-c/combine.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5993568258289111352.post-3633915957544955845</id><published>2009-03-13T08:43:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T11:45:54.711+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>Rasa bersalah~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SbnEr2BWfHI/AAAAAAAAAUo/WV8fQ_JDRDg/s1600-h/busy+mum.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 140px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SbnEr2BWfHI/AAAAAAAAAUo/WV8fQ_JDRDg/s200/busy+mum.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312493492974812274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sedangku menikmati juadah tengah hari tempoh hari tiba-tiba sahaja datang perasaan sebak di hati ini. Bukannya apa. Sebelum turun untuk makan saya ada terbaca satu blog tentang sepasang suami Isteri yang duduk di hospital dan tidak putus asa berdoa supaya anak keduanya pulih dari komplikasi jantung yang menjadi teruk semakin hari. Aku berasa syukur tak terhingga kerana dikurniakan bayi yang sihat. Alhamdulillah. Begitu tabah sepasang suami isteri itu. Aku tidak dapat bayangkan diriku sendiri bagaimana bila berhadapan dengan situasi begitu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di blog yang sama juga ku belek-belek entry yang telah lama ditulis. Ada tentang ayahnya meminta maaf kepada anak sulungnya kerana tidak dapat meluangkan masa yang banyak untuk anaknya dan terpaksa bekerja keras untuk mencari rezeki. Semasa membaca entry ini air mataku mengalir kerana terbayangkan anakku dirumah. Aku tiba-tiba sahaja rasa bersalah sangat dengan anakku kerana aku juga begitu. Awal pagi sudah keluar untuk ke pejabat dan balik lewat petang. Malah hari Sabtu juga saya perlu kerja sekerat hari. Hanya hari ahad sahaja saya ada masa seharian dengan anak tercinta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SbnEjuML3TI/AAAAAAAAAUg/NMAVzvw306s/s1600-h/father+n+baby2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 198px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SbnEjuML3TI/AAAAAAAAAUg/NMAVzvw306s/s200/father+n+baby2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312493353433816370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Namun begitu saya tetap bersyukur kerana saya masih ada sedekit masa untuk suami dan anak saya. Ada yang kurang bernasib baik dari saya. walaupun hari sabtu saya bekerja sekerat hari saya anggap itu sebagai giliran suami saya pula bermanja-manja dengan anak saya kerana dia sering merungut anak selalu berkepit dengan saya sahaja apabila masa menyusu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekian sudah catitan saya yang sekema ini. Maaf jika ianya seperti berterabur dan perkataan yansg saya gunakan tidak sesuai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smile Alwayz~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/115/EF4F9436C40A1AFEC3ED8122CF8B5FC0.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5993568258289111352-3633915957544955845?l=faridcheeky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/feeds/3633915957544955845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5993568258289111352&amp;postID=3633915957544955845&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/3633915957544955845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/3633915957544955845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/2009/03/rasa-bersalah.html' title='Rasa bersalah~'/><author><name>Faridatul Bariza Binti Md Nasir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03806844526406586261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K-droQCBjwA/TY0Sde023ZI/AAAAAAAAAhw/81szUoQualU/s220/Image1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SbnEr2BWfHI/AAAAAAAAAUo/WV8fQ_JDRDg/s72-c/busy+mum.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5993568258289111352.post-5178989939949632347</id><published>2009-02-13T15:09:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T16:32:15.950+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><title type='text'>It's an obsession</title><content type='html'>I think I'm obsses with shopping baby stuff. owh let me rephrase that. I am just obsses without 'think'..haha. The thing is I just can't leave it alone. There's always something  to buy for Sofeah or for someone else's baby. I just can't stop. Hubby always makes fun of me. He'll ask the same question "ha, ade lagi nk beli barang baby? nak masuk dalam budjet ni, asyik membeli jer awk ni". Fair enough, he always puts aside some sum for me to spend on baby's stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just love to go into baby's shops wherever I come across one. Every time we pass the stores hubby will always ask whether I want to go in or not. I know secretly he himself loves to look at baby's stuff too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, that we have internet access wherever we are, everything is just a click away. This makes it more easier for me to buy stuff for Sofeah. I always have the need to shop for my baby and not so much for me. It's been ages since I bought myself a handbag even though I terribly need one now and shoes. The extra money that we have now is focus on buying Sofeah's stuff. It's endless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tell me am I addicted to buying baby's stuff or it's a necessities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I'm looking for :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SZUkTiqFPqI/AAAAAAAAARg/7WChqQbth_I/s1600-h/bumbo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 245px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SZUkTiqFPqI/AAAAAAAAARg/7WChqQbth_I/s320/bumbo.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302184054438051490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We need to buy this bumbo seat as soon as possible as Sofeah wants some one to pick her up all the time. Also she can play and watch telly while sitting in this seat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SZUlpJ8hjqI/AAAAAAAAASA/DKxVhUaUDCE/s1600-h/Cd.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 238px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SZUlpJ8hjqI/AAAAAAAAASA/DKxVhUaUDCE/s320/Cd.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302185525273267874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We buy CDs from time to time. Still scouting for them. We want to save the environment as well as bringing up a healthy baby.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SZUkUKHTCGI/AAAAAAAAAR4/PJhMC4h0HA8/s1600-h/priori.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 187px; height: 246px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SZUkUKHTCGI/AAAAAAAAAR4/PJhMC4h0HA8/s320/priori.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302184065029572706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Maxi Cosi Priori or tobi. Need to buy this when Sofeah turns 1, she can't fit in her cabriofix anymore at this age.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SZUshiltWAI/AAAAAAAAASI/6iK5lJ2W4Jc/s1600-h/phil%26ted.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 283px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SZUshiltWAI/AAAAAAAAASI/6iK5lJ2W4Jc/s320/phil%26ted.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302193091030898690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we''ll buy this phil n teds stroller when Sofeah has younger siblings. So cute aren't they.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SZUshmT8KUI/AAAAAAAAASQ/CGpmUmBrL3Y/s1600-h/maclaren.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 306px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SZUshmT8KUI/AAAAAAAAASQ/CGpmUmBrL3Y/s320/maclaren.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302193092030114114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe I'll buy this maclaren techno XLR for our second child. We'll see..hehe&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SZUkUI5B19I/AAAAAAAAARw/_ZM_mjMYUH8/s1600-h/freestyle.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 248px; height: 186px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SZUkUI5B19I/AAAAAAAAARw/_ZM_mjMYUH8/s320/freestyle.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302184064701290450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'll buy this medela freestyle when I've become a zillionaire. I donate some to other mommies as well..hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I think that is all for now. Believe me when I wake up tommorrow morning I'll have something else for me to buy and I'll start searching for those on the net.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5993568258289111352-5178989939949632347?l=faridcheeky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/feeds/5178989939949632347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5993568258289111352&amp;postID=5178989939949632347&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/5178989939949632347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/5178989939949632347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-obsession.html' title='It&apos;s an obsession'/><author><name>Faridatul Bariza Binti Md Nasir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03806844526406586261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K-droQCBjwA/TY0Sde023ZI/AAAAAAAAAhw/81szUoQualU/s220/Image1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SZUkTiqFPqI/AAAAAAAAARg/7WChqQbth_I/s72-c/bumbo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5993568258289111352.post-8032391738480599065</id><published>2009-02-12T08:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T11:04:23.687+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>It's not easy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SZN3rQKM1YI/AAAAAAAAARY/E70EuIhisjY/s1600-h/me+n+sofeah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 218px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SZN3rQKM1YI/AAAAAAAAARY/E70EuIhisjY/s320/me+n+sofeah.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301712771301037442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not easy being a wife, a mother and a working mother all together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure one can cope but I'm just saying it's not easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have to be patient most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't know the meaning of tired anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All you do is keep going and do the same routine everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure sometimes your tired, sleepy, hungry but you put everything aside trying not to be selfish to attend to your husband and child mainly because you love them soo much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday waking up at 3.30am to feed your child then wake up again to pump out the milk for your child. Sometime in between 6 - 7am change your child's diaper, get ready for work, make breakfast and feed your child again then of to work. During lunch time is another pump session. At home by 6pm and feed the child again until the child. by 8pm need to get dinner ready and at ten sterile the bottles for the next day. You'll be in bed by 10.30pm because of the exhaustion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even said so, all the things that you've done people still say that you're &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;selfish&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;self centered&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;boring&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;lembab&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;selalu meminta tak pernah cukup&lt;/span&gt;(always asking), countless of times being shouted at and even say some stuffs that just meant to hurt you but they did not intend to do it in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All you can do now is just be patient, keep quite and don't argue because at the end of the day you'll get hurt even more. Sometimes it's better to keep them all to yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that keeps you going is your husband and your child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky you to have the person you love with you everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I solute to mothers out there who is a wife, a mother, a working mother and a student.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdulillah~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5993568258289111352-8032391738480599065?l=faridcheeky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/feeds/8032391738480599065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5993568258289111352&amp;postID=8032391738480599065&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/8032391738480599065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/8032391738480599065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-not-easy.html' title='It&apos;s not easy'/><author><name>Faridatul Bariza Binti Md Nasir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03806844526406586261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K-droQCBjwA/TY0Sde023ZI/AAAAAAAAAhw/81szUoQualU/s220/Image1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SZN3rQKM1YI/AAAAAAAAARY/E70EuIhisjY/s72-c/me+n+sofeah.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5993568258289111352.post-7403772071699342814</id><published>2009-02-08T23:54:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T09:00:36.030+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Picnic</title><content type='html'>We celebrated my friend's birthday by a picnic at the park (SS7, Kelana Jaya) near our home. It's a walking distance since we don't have a car so it's ideal to do it there. We had fun.The weather was also fine. We were at the park until 12 p.m. Even though it seems late but because there were so many trees we did not feel the heat at all. Here are the pictures, Sofeah seems to enjoy herself as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SZIiIVRoiPI/AAAAAAAAAQo/pCCx6KWuprM/s1600-h/14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SZIiIVRoiPI/AAAAAAAAAQo/pCCx6KWuprM/s320/14.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301337237913897202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SZIiw85qShI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/ZmEi4Ah1KOE/s1600-h/13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SZIiw85qShI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/ZmEi4Ah1KOE/s320/13.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301337935745534482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SZIiIsAOPoI/AAAAAAAAAQw/zdwo7qQVtWw/s1600-h/15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SZIiIsAOPoI/AAAAAAAAAQw/zdwo7qQVtWw/s320/15.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301337244014886530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SZIiIMJSCkI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/9zfWTwiRDho/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SZIiIMJSCkI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/9zfWTwiRDho/s320/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301337235462949442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SZIiINsd8BI/AAAAAAAAAQg/0sWtBiAJT-I/s1600-h/11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SZIiINsd8BI/AAAAAAAAAQg/0sWtBiAJT-I/s320/11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301337235878965266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smile Alwayz~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5993568258289111352-7403772071699342814?l=faridcheeky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/feeds/7403772071699342814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5993568258289111352&amp;postID=7403772071699342814&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/7403772071699342814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/7403772071699342814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/2009/02/picnic.html' title='Picnic'/><author><name>Faridatul Bariza Binti Md Nasir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03806844526406586261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K-droQCBjwA/TY0Sde023ZI/AAAAAAAAAhw/81szUoQualU/s220/Image1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SZIiIVRoiPI/AAAAAAAAAQo/pCCx6KWuprM/s72-c/14.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5993568258289111352.post-2189441959073538735</id><published>2009-02-06T14:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T11:08:54.496+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>The hard times</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SYvn1hEA5aI/AAAAAAAAAQI/HybDQqO8QOY/s1600-h/kawen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SYvn1hEA5aI/AAAAAAAAAQI/HybDQqO8QOY/s320/kawen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299584293125809570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Once they cried in each others arms as they did not know what the future hold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their savings running low day by day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only one of them had a job at the time but still struggling with the job because the real world shocked her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other half still searching for a job. He did not care what it is. What's for certain he needs a job desperately as  a new baby will be arriving soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One time he walked all over to find a job until his legs shook as it is a sign for him to stop but he did not give up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, thinking back the hard times they went through they are now grateful how they end up the way they are living life. They can now smile and leave it all behind behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdulillah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5993568258289111352-2189441959073538735?l=faridcheeky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/feeds/2189441959073538735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5993568258289111352&amp;postID=2189441959073538735&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/2189441959073538735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/2189441959073538735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/2009/02/hard-times.html' title='The hard times'/><author><name>Faridatul Bariza Binti Md Nasir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03806844526406586261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K-droQCBjwA/TY0Sde023ZI/AAAAAAAAAhw/81szUoQualU/s220/Image1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SYvn1hEA5aI/AAAAAAAAAQI/HybDQqO8QOY/s72-c/kawen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5993568258289111352.post-7847855515329176671</id><published>2009-02-05T10:15:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T11:04:35.624+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anything else'/><title type='text'>Tagged by Diane~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SYpTuKsJWkI/AAAAAAAAAQA/Plks-MKSWQk/s1600-h/hearts.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 323px; height: 321px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SYpTuKsJWkI/AAAAAAAAAQA/Plks-MKSWQk/s400/hearts.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299139964163414594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;~JUST FELT LIKE IT~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;5 Characteristics of your dream guy/girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Caring +&lt;br /&gt;2. Loving +&lt;br /&gt;3. neat and tidy +&lt;br /&gt;4. Cool +&lt;br /&gt;5. Funny +&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;= my hubby la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;5 Characteristics that you have never like in a guy/girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. smoker!(agree with diane)&lt;br /&gt;2. cheapskate (same as above)&lt;br /&gt;3. arrogant (good2 Diane for the answers)&lt;br /&gt;4. Emotional (xcool la dude)&lt;br /&gt;5. annoying / likes to ask stupid questions (ahaha..betul ni..same lagi dgn Diane can't stand annoying people)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;5 feelings that you have when you're out with the one you admire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Blessed&lt;br /&gt;2. Overjoyed&lt;br /&gt;3. Giddy (mcm budak skolah dpt kaler pensel kotak besar yg baru)&lt;br /&gt;4. Peaceful&lt;br /&gt;5. want to be with them foreva&lt;br /&gt;(sume sama cam Diane coz malas..haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;5 places that you want to travel with your loved one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Makkah&lt;br /&gt;2. Paris&lt;br /&gt;3. England&lt;br /&gt;4. New Zealand&lt;br /&gt;5. America (just felt writing it down..no specific reason)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;5 special things that you would give to your loved one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. My heart and soul&lt;br /&gt;2. The love through cooking and baking&lt;br /&gt;3. Give them extra attention&lt;br /&gt;4. All that I have?..hehe&lt;br /&gt;5. A DSLR camera?..haha..can?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;5 songs that you will sing to your partner &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sorry, skipping this part* --- yup skipping as well..dun know that many songs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;5 friends that you want to tag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. krsty&lt;br /&gt;2. maha&lt;br /&gt;3. diana&lt;br /&gt;4. anis&lt;br /&gt;5. Shasha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5993568258289111352-7847855515329176671?l=faridcheeky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/feeds/7847855515329176671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5993568258289111352&amp;postID=7847855515329176671&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/7847855515329176671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/7847855515329176671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/2009/02/tagged-by-diane.html' title='Tagged by Diane~'/><author><name>Faridatul Bariza Binti Md Nasir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03806844526406586261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K-droQCBjwA/TY0Sde023ZI/AAAAAAAAAhw/81szUoQualU/s220/Image1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SYpTuKsJWkI/AAAAAAAAAQA/Plks-MKSWQk/s72-c/hearts.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5993568258289111352.post-2325999753522987432</id><published>2009-01-27T20:32:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T11:05:06.500+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>A slight collision</title><content type='html'>This is the third time me and hubby went back to our kampung since we got married. The first trip me and hubby went back to Rompin with my mother in law, sister in law and brother in law in one car, it was on Chinese new year. The second time we went back because of our wedding ceremony in Pekan, and this is the third time, only this time we're bringing Sofeah with us and also this would be the first time we planned the trip on our own which means neither parents were with us, just the three of us. It's something we looked forward to for months since hubby's grandma and my grandpa hasn't met Sofeah yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our journey started very early on Saturday(on my birthday) morning. It was 4.35am. I woke earlier than usual because I need to do my pumping session then feed Sofeah and tidy up some stuffs that we want to bring with us. This was a fine morning so we thought. We do'a for a safe journey before departing. Hubby drove his usual speed not too fast or too slow whilst he listens to his favourite music. On the highway was a breeze. No worries about cars over taking and also cars that wanted to make left or right turns whenever they like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the 45 minutes drive on the highway we then had to use roads with one lanes on each side. It is very dangerous to overtake whenever you like. Your timing is crucial. If you get the calculations wrong you might end up in a fatal accident that can take your life in a split second. Anyway, hubby drove very carefully on these narrow roads. Overtaking when it's safe enough. I as usual when he over takes will look the other way as I'm scared and when he's in the right lane again I'll look back on the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stopped at a huge mosque and did our Subuh prayer. We had to take turns because one of us has to look after Sofeah. After everything settled and we took off again. It was in the last thirty minutes of our journey that this unexpected event happened. Hubby sang to his favourite song. He did not overtake but he slowed down because the vehicle in front of him somewhat drove a little bit peculiar. Hubby even said "macam pelik jer lori ni" and in a split second the lorry seemed to be closer to us and hubby braked abruptly and the tire screeched against the road then came the loud bang. Our car hit the lorry in front. I was shocked and I turned towards Sofeah. Thank God she was OK. She was awake at that time and playing with her toys in her car seat joyfully as if something never happened. Quickly hubby parked the car aside and angrily confronted the lorry driver. It seems that that driver did not signaled as he wanted to make a right turn and also his brakes were very dim and it is unnoticeable until you are about 1 meter from the lorry.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SYJsdYPpHmI/AAAAAAAAAPI/6IMaTYqjKJ0/s1600-h/it+happened.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 281px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SYJsdYPpHmI/AAAAAAAAAPI/6IMaTYqjKJ0/s400/it+happened.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296915363721191010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The place where the accident occurred was at a secluded place. Not many cars use this road. Either it's because it was too early in the morning or it's this narrow road where people prefer the highway instead. So anyway I tried to contact my parents and my mother in law about the accident but there was no signal. I had to walk a little bit further up the road away form where hubby and the lorry driver was. I couldn't leave Sofeah alone So I walked up the road while carrying Sofeah. It was intense. I mean the situation where I was in shocked and I did not know what to do also we were at a foreign place alone. I panicked a little. Fortunately the driver agreed to settle everything at a police station nearby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we arrived at the police station I let hubby settle what needed to be. I carried Sofeah and walked around the police station because she didn't want to sit in the car. As I talked to Sofeah and carrying her around a policewoman approached  me, we had a lot to chat about as I found out that she too had a son around the same age as Sofeah. Everyone at the police station was friendly which is good as some aren't that friendly and more cranky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby drove back to Rompin slowly and very carefully. We don't want anything else happening to the already rammed up car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though the accident occur which none of us would want to happen, I still am grateful because we are safe (Alhamdulillah), no one was injured physically nor mentally. The car can still be driven even though the boot look absolutely hideous. If you'd seen it you'll think twice, how could this car can still be on the road. With this hideous looking car we reached Rompin which is 30 minutes drive from the point of the accident, then the next day drove of to Pekan(an hour drive), in the evening we drove off to Kg. 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It is a miracle that we came back safely with the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On our way to Pekan there was a car being pulled out of a river. By the state of the car it made me wonder how the passengers inside survived the crash. Coincidentally, the victims were sent to a hospital in Pekan where my grandmother was taken because of an emergency case as well. What I heard about their injury was scary. It haunted me and somewhat traumatize me, it made me think that the crash could have been worse than it is. I kept on thinking it could have been us and at the same time I really am grateful we survived the crash the day before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd say this is the most memorable birthday I've ever had. I had the most meaningful gift ever which is my hubby and daughter still with me today. For the drivers out there please be careful when you're driving, sometimes it just happens even though it's not your fault in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5993568258289111352-2325999753522987432?l=faridcheeky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/feeds/2325999753522987432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5993568258289111352&amp;postID=2325999753522987432&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/2325999753522987432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/2325999753522987432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/2009/01/slight-collision.html' title='A slight collision'/><author><name>Faridatul Bariza Binti Md Nasir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03806844526406586261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K-droQCBjwA/TY0Sde023ZI/AAAAAAAAAhw/81szUoQualU/s220/Image1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SYJsdYPpHmI/AAAAAAAAAPI/6IMaTYqjKJ0/s72-c/it+happened.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5993568258289111352.post-384757464670396677</id><published>2009-01-08T09:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T11:05:30.582+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anything else'/><title type='text'>Tagged by krsty~</title><content type='html'>Something I do if I'm bored..hehe..curi mase keje..ishk2~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;TAG 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The rules of the game get posted at the beginning&lt;br /&gt;2. Each player answers the questions about themselves&lt;br /&gt;3. At the end of the post the player then tags 4 people and posts their names, then goes to their blogs and leaves a comment, letting them know they got tagged and to ask them to play and read your blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name : &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Faridatul&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kaklong, hon bun, syg, Ummi(proud to be one)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sisters : &lt;strong&gt;2 (kakngah n kakcik)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brothers : &lt;strong&gt;2 (man n nan)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Shoe size : &lt;strong&gt;4-5&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Height : &lt;strong&gt;149cm&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do you live : &lt;strong&gt;Kelana Jaya&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been on a plane : &lt;strong&gt;yup to London, Newcastle, Pahang n Penang(last 2 years)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swam in the ocean : &lt;strong&gt;owh no.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fallen asleep at school : &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;haha..tons of time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Broken someone’s heart : &lt;strong&gt;yup..and not sorry..hmm&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fell off your chair : &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nope..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Sat by the phone all night waiting for someone to call : &lt;strong&gt;ahaha..couldn't careless..I'll just go to sleep on my comfy bed..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saved e-mails :&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I have over 1000 e-mails..mostly from hubby(we mail to each other during work..hehe)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your room like : &lt;strong&gt;Simple&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(a bed, 2 bedside table, a wardrobe, a dressing table together with a stool, hubby's desktop, Sofeah's Cot and Sofeah's chest of drawers)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What’s right beside you: &lt;strong&gt;my colleague..hehe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the last thing you ate : &lt;strong&gt;chocolate twiggies..nyum2&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(it,s my breakfast)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever had…&lt;br /&gt;Chicken pox : &lt;strong&gt;of course&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sore throat : &lt;strong&gt;rarely have them&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stitches : &lt;strong&gt;just had them 2 months ago after delivering Sofeah..hehe(the pain is unbearable..uuuhhhh)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Broken nose : &lt;strong&gt;close to it..heh..(hurts like hell, my sister was scolded by my parents..haha-i think it was myfault really)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you Believe in love at first sight : &lt;strong&gt;yea, that's how i met hubby..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like picnics : &lt;strong&gt;of course..who doesn't?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Who was/were…&lt;br /&gt;The last person you danced with : &lt;strong&gt;hubby of course..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;haha..i literally forced him to dance with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last made you smile : &lt;strong&gt;hubby, n my cute baby Sofeah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You last yelled at : &lt;strong&gt;no one..hehe..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today did you…&lt;br /&gt;Talk to someone you like : &lt;strong&gt;sure..talk to him n her everyday..hubby n Sofeah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kissed anyone : &lt;strong&gt;hubby&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;n Sofeah(kiss them goodbye before going to work..huhue)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get sick : &lt;strong&gt;hmm not recently&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk to an ex : &lt;strong&gt;ahaha..nope..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss someone : &lt;strong&gt;hubby n my lovely daughter Sofeah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who do you really hate: &lt;strong&gt;no one..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like your hand-writing : &lt;strong&gt;a big no,no&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are your toe nails painted : &lt;strong&gt;nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Whose bed other than yours would you rather sleep in : &lt;strong&gt;Sofeah?..haha..kidding, couldn't fit into her tiny cot&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What color shirt are you wearing now : &lt;strong&gt;not wearing one..i'm wearing a baju kurung&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you a friendly person : &lt;strong&gt;Sure am&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have any pets : &lt;strong&gt;nope..to be honest I dun like them..heh&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you sleep with the TV on : &lt;strong&gt;seldomly, if I'm sleepy I'll always sleep on my comfy bed hugging Sofeah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you doing right now : &lt;strong&gt;ignoring the pile of work I have...hehe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you handle the truth : &lt;strong&gt;depends&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;on what truth that need to be told..usually can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you closer to your mother or father : &lt;strong&gt;my mother&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you eat healthy : &lt;strong&gt;yup..i need to..still eating for two..for Sofeah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you still have pictures of you &amp;amp; your ex : &lt;strong&gt;noo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;If you’re having a bad day, who are you most likely to go to : &lt;strong&gt;hubby, otherwise I'll just sleep&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you loud or quiet most of the time : &lt;strong&gt;quiet i think&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you confident : &lt;strong&gt;sure am&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things I was doing 10 years ago :-&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;Studied at IIUM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;Got to know  n marry him hubby&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;strong&gt;Graduated from IIUM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Moved out from parents house into our own apartment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Got pregnant and delivered a beautiful baby girl named Sofeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things I would do if I were a billionaire :-&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sedekah to the needy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;Perform Hajj with hubby&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;open up my own bakery(yes it's my dream)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;strong&gt;Buy baby stuff&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;strong&gt;Honeymoon in Paris&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 of my bad habits :-&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;Like to waste time&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;procastinator&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;always think negative&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;strong&gt;Bite my nails&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;strong&gt;keeps on forgetting things&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 places I’ve lived/living :-&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kuantan, Pahang, Malaysia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bandar Baru Bangi&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Selangor, Malaysia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;strong&gt;Colchester, Essex&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;England&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Benwell, Newcastle, England&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Kelana Jaya, Selangor, Malaysia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;4 peep to tag this survey :-&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;wun&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;Anis&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;strong&gt;Diana&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shasha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5993568258289111352-384757464670396677?l=faridcheeky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/feeds/384757464670396677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5993568258289111352&amp;postID=384757464670396677&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/384757464670396677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/384757464670396677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/2009/01/tagged-by-krsty.html' title='Tagged by krsty~'/><author><name>Faridatul Bariza Binti Md Nasir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03806844526406586261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K-droQCBjwA/TY0Sde023ZI/AAAAAAAAAhw/81szUoQualU/s220/Image1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5993568258289111352.post-1881062756974509016</id><published>2008-12-29T09:02:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T11:06:13.460+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><title type='text'>Me n cooking?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SVhFLlJ2fVI/AAAAAAAAAN4/Pv03Zw31dXs/s1600-h/cook.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 142px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SVhFLlJ2fVI/AAAAAAAAAN4/Pv03Zw31dXs/s200/cook.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285050227973586258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yeah, I admit I'm one of those people who cannot cook. When I told my father I wanted to get married the first time his reaction was "nak kawen?masak pon tak pandai lagi. Belajar masak dulu" (u want to get married? you can't even cook. Learn to cook first - direct translation..hehe). From then on I tried to learn but still lazy to observe my mum when she's in the kitchen. Everytime she cooks I'll only take note the basic things in cooking such as put cooking oil in the hot pan first then some onions and maybe chillies, well something like that. And what comes after I couldn't careless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I'm married cooking is obligatory. Eating outside is soo much expensive nowadays eventhough the petrol is cheaper then before. When we go for grocery shopping I'm in charge because I'm the one who will do the cooking. Hubby just follow and sometimes if he feels like cooking something he'll put his ingredients in the trolly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I have to cook I'll think hard on what to cook for the &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SVhEy8obTfI/AAAAAAAAANw/AvjRYbjVKaA/s1600-h/cook2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 149px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SVhEy8obTfI/AAAAAAAAANw/AvjRYbjVKaA/s200/cook2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285049804779113970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;night. Asking hubby is no use because he'll answer back the same thing everytime "masak pape jer. I makan jer sume" (just cook anything. I eat anything). You see hubby is the easiest man ever when it comes to food. He'll just eat anything no matter what I cook even though it does not taste that good most of the time it would be my cooking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have any specific recipe everytime I cook it is because we don't have that many ingredients stocked up in the kitchen. Everything is limited. You see I'm still in the proces of learning after one year of marriage. So when I need to cook I'll just keep on adding stuff which I think will add something to the taste. It would always take me an hour to finish up cooking because of this. Cooking while figuring out what to put in next not to mention me tasting it everytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The point is, no one really needs to learn how to cook. when the time comes that you need to do it you'll know what and how to do it. Cook books just make everything complicated with the measurements an all. Just be creative in the kitchen. Let your taste buds run wild and you'll be suprise with the outcome. That's what I've learnt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5993568258289111352-1881062756974509016?l=faridcheeky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/feeds/1881062756974509016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5993568258289111352&amp;postID=1881062756974509016&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/1881062756974509016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/1881062756974509016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/2008/12/me-n-cooking.html' title='Me n cooking?'/><author><name>Faridatul Bariza Binti Md Nasir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03806844526406586261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K-droQCBjwA/TY0Sde023ZI/AAAAAAAAAhw/81szUoQualU/s220/Image1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SVhFLlJ2fVI/AAAAAAAAAN4/Pv03Zw31dXs/s72-c/cook.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5993568258289111352.post-8792069685051230510</id><published>2008-12-12T08:59:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T11:06:56.274+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Me, Sofeah &amp; Work...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SUHnXw90tRI/AAAAAAAAANE/LmSVF9e6LBQ/s1600-h/DSC00009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SUHnXw90tRI/AAAAAAAAANE/LmSVF9e6LBQ/s320/DSC00009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278754633722148114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is my daily routine and it will remain the same until I start work again. At 5 a.m Sofeah will wake me up because it's her feeding time and i will go back to sleep when she's done usually around 5.45am. By 6.30am hubby will wake me up for subuh prayer and I'll stay awake until hubby goes to work by this time Sofeah is awake again. And again I'll feed her until 8 a.m. after that I need to bathe her and put her clothes on. Done with this part I'll leave her for a while to hang some clothes out in the balcony. Usually whilst I'm doing this Sofeah will always be awake and sometimes she plays alone or cry a little bit because she knows I'm not around her. She hated being alone but most of my time I'll be with her. Other times I even play with her even though I know she does not understand a word I'm saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By me mentioning my daily routine is not to bore you people reading this it's just the fact that I'm getting use to this routine and I'm afraid of getting back to work. I spend 95 percent of my day with Sofeah and I know I'll miss her soo much. Every single day I'll learn a new thing about her and she also learns a lot as she is awake most of the time. When she is sleeping I miss her and when she's awake I want her to sleep. Funny eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I wish I don't have to work but I can't let hubby feed the family by himself either. So I'm force to work to pay debts,bills and the house rent. Not that we have that many debts but at the same time we don't want it to mount either. I can't imagine the feeling leaving Sofeah at home one day. Even now if I leave Sofeah alone in another room I'll feel guilty for not being there with her and tears will trickle down my cheeks. I think about her all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are times when it is hard for her to sleep either because she does not feel well or she just force herself to stay awake. During these time I feel restless trying to get her to sleep. At one time I even cried together with her not knowing what she wants and why is it so difficult for her to sleep. I did everything from checking her diaper to giving her gripe water for colic. Nothing seems to work. True says hubby that sometimes we need a time off from her or else we might go crazy, by this he means us going to work. No one can really last taking care of a baby alone 24-7. We might loose our sanity even. That is why when a women who are in their confinement should never left alone with a baby for a long period or else they might go bonkers or the Malays call it 'meroyan' I think. this is why I salute to all housewives out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite the fact that sometimes I may be exhausted taking care of Sofeah but in the end it is all worth it. Looking at her very cute face every time made me think have I taken care of her good enough? Is she happy? or Am I a good mother?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on, my preparation before going back to work again. I have to prepare mentally as well as physically. I have to get use to leaving Sofeah and not seeing her for long hours. I also have to make sure that I leave enough milk for her for the day and so I better start pumping and stock up milk in the freezer.I have to wake up extra early to feed her and start my first pumping session and thank god I have plenty of milk to feed her. My office hour ends at 4.30 pm so I don't have to go through the bad traffic on the road. Even though the office hour starts at 8.30am I still have to be there by 7.45am for free parking otherwise I'll have to pay Rm4 for parking. Usually we leave the house by 7 am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all it's going to be difficult for me to leave her. I don't want to be those parents who only see&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SUHnwgN0KmI/AAAAAAAAANM/soU4Lh4HUZk/s1600-h/Photo-0100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SUHnwgN0KmI/AAAAAAAAANM/soU4Lh4HUZk/s320/Photo-0100.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278755058722548322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; their child at night and weekends only. I don't want to come home when Sofeah is already asleep and she can't recognize me anymore. I want to know my child and in the future children more. I want to know their likes and dislike. I don't want to miss out on them growing up. I just want to be a mother who cares for their children and not abandon them, but I'm afraid I might turn into parents that I don't want to be. I pray to Gad each day that I won't be just like any other parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I just want to spend all of my time that I have left with her which is 2 weeks left. I really am gonna miss her. The cute smile, the cute faces she makes and everything about her. I love you soo much Sofeah..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5993568258289111352-8792069685051230510?l=faridcheeky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/feeds/8792069685051230510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5993568258289111352&amp;postID=8792069685051230510&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/8792069685051230510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/8792069685051230510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/2008/12/me-sofeah-work.html' title='Me, Sofeah &amp; Work...'/><author><name>Faridatul Bariza Binti Md Nasir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03806844526406586261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K-droQCBjwA/TY0Sde023ZI/AAAAAAAAAhw/81szUoQualU/s220/Image1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SUHnXw90tRI/AAAAAAAAANE/LmSVF9e6LBQ/s72-c/DSC00009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5993568258289111352.post-437306921244352058</id><published>2008-12-05T23:49:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T22:26:45.960+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Milk'/><title type='text'>Why consuming soy milk are harmful for babies?</title><content type='html'>It all started when I read my friend's blog about soy milk. Well she did write &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/ST59kQnm9KI/AAAAAAAAAMs/N4YJ5koqWzg/s1600-h/soy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 122px; height: 122px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/ST59kQnm9KI/AAAAAAAAAMs/N4YJ5koqWzg/s320/soy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277793875214660770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;regarding what people say about soy milk and not of what I intended to write here. What caught my attention was that she mentioned there are a number of people(mostly the malay society) believed by drinking soy milk during pregnancy, you will have a baby of a fairer skin(I guess that's like what everyone wants by believing in such thing). My personal view is that I do not believe it's true. The colour of the skin is genetic really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on, there are many research done regarding soy milk and the dangers of soy milk. In the US, a vegan parent fed their newborn baby only soy milk, apple juice and a small amount of breast milk. Six weeks later the baby died because of insufficient nutrients. The parents were sent to jail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to research, soy milk were proven to have caused growth problem in children, infertility and breast cancer to women also in infants it has been linked to autoimmune &lt;a href="http://www.westonaprice.org/soy/soyandbrain.html"&gt;thyroid disease.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 10"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 10"&gt;&lt;link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5Cwun%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Font Definitions */  @font-face 	{font-family:Wingdings; 	panose-1:5 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0; 	mso-font-charset:2; 	mso-generic-font-family:auto; 	mso-font-pitch:variable; 	mso-font-signature:0 268435456 0 0 -2147483648 0;}  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0in; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 	{size:8.5in 11.0in; 	margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; 	mso-header-margin:.5in; 	mso-footer-margin:.5in; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;}  /* List Definitions */  @list l0 	{mso-list-id:1348632291; 	mso-list-template-ids:1883386474;} @list l0:level1 	{mso-level-number-format:bullet; 	mso-level-text:; 	mso-level-tab-stop:.5in; 	mso-level-number-position:left; 	text-indent:-.25in; 	mso-ansi-font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:Symbol;} ol 	{margin-bottom:0in;} ul 	{margin-bottom:0in;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable 	{mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; 	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; 	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin:0in; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman";} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soy milk also increases the body's requirement for &lt;a href="http://www.westonaprice.org/soy/index.html"&gt;vitamin D&lt;/a&gt;. It absorbs the vitamin D thus leaving a small amount behind for the body. Newborns require a lot of vitamin D for it's system and a low amount of vitamin D will result to jaundice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are some parent out there who substitute breast milk or formula milk with soy milk for their infants because their babies are allergic to these type of milk. Studies have shown by giving them only soy milk will only do harm to infants as it has a chemical called &lt;a href="http://articles.mercola.com/sites/articles/archive/2005/01/12/soy-formula-part-six.aspx"&gt;genistein&lt;/a&gt;&lt;style&gt;!--  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0in; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 	{size:8.5in 11.0in; 	margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; 	mso-header-margin:.5in; 	mso-footer-margin:.5in; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt;  &lt;/style&gt; which can cause damage the intestinal growth in babies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pregnant women can drink soy milk but in a moderate manner as it can disrupt the endocrine to function and also the potential to cause infertility as well as promote breast cancer due to the substance that is in the soy called &lt;a href="http://www.soyonlineservice.co.nz/04cancer.htm"&gt;phytoestrogens&lt;/a&gt;. This amount of estrogens contained in soy milk is equivalent of at least five birth control pill per day. Premature development of girls and also the underdevelopment of males were linked to the consumption of soy milk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breast milk is the best milk for babies under the age of 6 months.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/ST5-QuTP8gI/AAAAAAAAAM8/5V1RoTD3b3Y/s1600-h/bm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 135px; height: 135px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/ST5-QuTP8gI/AAAAAAAAAM8/5V1RoTD3b3Y/s320/bm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277794639096574466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Therefore mothers should always bare in mind that breast milk is the best milk to feed their newborns and if they can not produce breast milk only then they can opt for formula milk and avoid feeding them soy milk whether it is fresh or formula. Both are equally harmful to babies. Moreover babies who are breastfed exclusively are proven to have better functioning immune systems as well as added protection against heart disease, eczema, asma, respiratory infection and the list goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My intention of writing this entry is to give an awareness to all mothers out there about the dangers of soy and also to promote breast milk at the same time. If you are able to feed your child with breast milk please do so. Allah has given women the best milk for their babies for a reason and if you love your little ones please give your child the best milk in the world~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smile Alwayz =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 10"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 10"&gt;&lt;link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5Cwun%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; 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Senang hati saya. Biasanya Sofeah tak suka minum susu EBM. Kali ni dia minum dengan banyak sekali. Nak kena biasakan dia dengan minum susu dari botol ni. Tinggal lagi sebulan sahaja saya akan mula bekerja semula.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebelum ini saya pernah bagi juga EBM tapi Sofeah muntahkan semula. Hari ni baik pulak dia minum je. Itu pun setelah saya tukar strategi. Instead of bagi susu yang dari freezer(kebiasaanya susu yang telah saya pam saya akan masukkan dalam freezer terus, bile nk minum malam sebelumnya saya akan alihkan susu dari dalam freezer dan masuk dalam fridge so the next day takde la susu tu beku) tapi kali ni susu yang telah saya pam saya musukkan dalam fridge sahaja. takde la susu tu beku. So terbukti sekarang ni Sofeah suke minum susu yang fresh sahaja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selepas minum ada la dia muntah jugak, ini biasa. Kalau dia minum straight from the source pon sama jugak. Dia terlebih minum tu tandanya. Saya akan teruskan usaha supaya Sofeah boleh terima EBM dengan lebih baik lagi. Nak panaskan susu EBM ni pon saya kene belajar juga untuk dapat suhu yang sesuai untuk Sofeah minum. Tak terlalu panas mahupun tak terlalu sejuk. Apabila saya dah mahir saya perlu ajar mak mertua saya pula since dia yang akan jaga Sofeah nanti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EBM (Expressed breast milk) = susu ibu yang di pam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smile Alwayz =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5993568258289111352-5571345321793372064?l=faridcheeky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/feeds/5571345321793372064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5993568258289111352&amp;postID=5571345321793372064&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/5571345321793372064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/5571345321793372064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/2008/11/training-bagi-ebm.html' title='Training bagi EBM'/><author><name>Faridatul Bariza Binti Md Nasir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03806844526406586261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K-droQCBjwA/TY0Sde023ZI/AAAAAAAAAhw/81szUoQualU/s220/Image1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5993568258289111352.post-4023401276117412841</id><published>2008-11-28T11:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T22:28:16.178+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sofeah'/><title type='text'>Saat cemas~</title><content type='html'>Semalam genap sebulan umur Sofeah. Ummi dah ayah tak tahu ape kebolehan Sofeah pada umurnye. Nak dijadikan cerita, malam semalam kami menonton televisyen sampai pukul sepuluh. Sofeah tdo lena atas tilam dia yang empuk tu seperti biasa. Sebelum masuk tidur saya dan ayahnya masuk bilik dulu untuk siap-siapkan tempat tidur. Ayahnya solat sementara saya duduk depan komputer sekejap. Selepas ayahnya selesai solat, berborak la kami berdua. Tengah berborak tu dengar la sofeah merengek(biasa la dia kalau tidur memang tak pernah senyap). Saya dah ayahnya tidak pedulikan lagi dan sambung berborak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiba-tiba tergerak hati saya untuk check keadaan Sofeah. Ya Allah terkejut saya apabila nampak Sofeah jatuh dari tilamnya. Bederau darah saya. Takut jugak la ape2 jadi kat dia. Kepala terhantuk ke ape. Terbaring la sofeah atas lantai, matanya terbuka luas pandang atas. Saya nampak dia macam tu terus saya jerit dan angkat dia. Saya peluk dia sambil mata berair. Perasaan saya masa tu tuhan saja yang tahu. Macam-macam saya pikir. Macam mane la die boleh  jatuh. Budak umur dia dah boleh bergolek ke? nasib tak tinggi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masa nak tidur pon saya asyik terpikir balik kejadian itu. Budak kecik at that age kepala dia sensitif lagi. Tak boleh terhentak sangat. Saya ada baca pasal budak jatuh buai dan keadaanya agak kritikal disebabkan hentakan yang kuat pada kepalanya. Risau saya dibuatnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pagi tadi pon sama juga. Saya letak dia sebentar atas tilam tu sambil saya sidai kain kat balcony. Kejap saja. saya boleh nampak dia dari cermin sliding door tu. Disebab ralit sangat buat keje tak sedar ape sofeah buat kat dalam sebab sangkakan dia tido. Bila saya toleh tengok Sofeah saya nampak kepala dia dah jatuh dari tilam badan senget atas tilam. Berlari saya masuk angkat dia. "Ya Allah, lasaknya anak dara aku ni tido" Saya pulak tak belajar dari kesilapan semalam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekarang ini saya sedar bahawa saya tak boleh tinggalkan dia sorang-sorang walaupun sekejap saja. Kena mengawasi dia setiap waktu. Selepas ini tak boleh biar Sofeah tido sendiri. Kene ade orang jaga. Menyesal saya tinggalkan dia sendirian.~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Maafkan ummi ye Sofeah~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5993568258289111352-4023401276117412841?l=faridcheeky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/feeds/4023401276117412841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5993568258289111352&amp;postID=4023401276117412841&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/4023401276117412841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/4023401276117412841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/2008/11/saat-cemas.html' title='Saat cemas~'/><author><name>Faridatul Bariza Binti Md Nasir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03806844526406586261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K-droQCBjwA/TY0Sde023ZI/AAAAAAAAAhw/81szUoQualU/s220/Image1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5993568258289111352.post-2382033361980818265</id><published>2008-11-19T01:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T22:28:40.132+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sofeah'/><title type='text'>Me being paranoid~</title><content type='html'>Is it just me or it's a common thing among first time mothers. I think I'm paranoid at least hubby things so. The thing is I worry too much of every little thing that happens to Sofeah. Am I being negative? I don't think so. I think it's just normal for a mother to worry about their child sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all started when my daughter was diagnosed with jaundice. From then on I kept on worrying if the fever never did tone down. I could not tell the difference in the tone colour of Sofeah's skin or the colour of her eyeballs. Sometimes I just think that I'm seeing things or rather I think I'm colour blind now. There are times when I see like Sofeah's lips a little bit pale or her skin tone is a little bit dark or sometimes red. It worries me. Maybe there's just something wrong with me eyes that I'm seeing all these colour tones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also have this habit whenever Sofeah sleeps I will touch her or rather check on her from time to time to see whether she's breathing or not. Crazy eh~ I think so too. But I just can't help it. Maybe because everything's just new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like any other newborns, Sofeah have colic problems from time to time. This worries me a little bit. Sometimes you can see her bloated stomach and know that it hurts because she will cry and when she sleeps she does not sleep well, she'll make sounds and also moves a lot like she's not comfortable. Me and hubby did some research on the net and we might want to test giving gripe water to Sofeah. Since I breastfeed her, I too have to watch out what I'm eating. Otherwise Sofeah will suffer and I do not want that. I would do anything for my beloved daughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's normal right? I mean for a mother to worry about their child. Especially when it's a newborn. But to worry too much is not good I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Smile Alwayz and tawakkal saja selepas berusaha.. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5993568258289111352-2382033361980818265?l=faridcheeky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/feeds/2382033361980818265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5993568258289111352&amp;postID=2382033361980818265&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/2382033361980818265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/2382033361980818265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/2008/11/me-being-paranoid.html' title='Me being paranoid~'/><author><name>Faridatul Bariza Binti Md Nasir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03806844526406586261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K-droQCBjwA/TY0Sde023ZI/AAAAAAAAAhw/81szUoQualU/s220/Image1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5993568258289111352.post-9216293297169323865</id><published>2008-11-18T16:53:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T22:29:09.542+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pregnancy'/><title type='text'>I miss pregnancy~</title><content type='html'>One night as me and hubby were having dinner, Hubby suddenly asked me "Do u miss being pregnant?" at first I thought, why should I, I have a lovely daughter now. But then when I think back, I do miss it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After going through nine months of pregnancy how could I not miss it. During those time I had a life in me. The life that is always with me all the time. I talk to it from time to time. When I'm sad, scared or sometimes a little bit emotional when hubby does something and I would always feel better after talking with the baby inside me whilst rubbing my belly. I love it whenever the baby gives a respond like kicking or punching me or whenever she moves her head it tickles me because of her hair. I love the feeling of being pregnant. I really do miss it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I read up my friends blog about them still going through pregnancy. It made me somewhat jealous a little bit. I want that feeling back. Sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that the life has come out of me, I feel really happy. Even though I miss those days being pregnant but having &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Sofeah&lt;/span&gt; now is even more joyful. The feeling of being pregnant is very beautiful. I really can not describe how. If you want to know how beautiful it is, try it(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;secara&lt;/span&gt; halal la ye). For men out there, too bad that you can not get pregnant and feel the beauty of it all.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for the next pregnancy experience to come. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Insya'Allah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;jika&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ada&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;rezeki&lt;/span&gt;. But I have to wait another 2 years for that, as my body needs to recover fully first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Sofeah&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Ummi&lt;/span&gt; loves you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;soo&lt;/span&gt; much. You're the most beautiful thing that had ever happened to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;ummi&lt;/span&gt; and ayah. I love you from the moment you were in me. Thank you for giving me the chance of growing you inside me and for being there with me for the past nine months~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smile Always =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5993568258289111352-9216293297169323865?l=faridcheeky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/feeds/9216293297169323865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5993568258289111352&amp;postID=9216293297169323865&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/9216293297169323865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/9216293297169323865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-miss-pregnancy.html' title='I miss pregnancy~'/><author><name>Faridatul Bariza Binti Md Nasir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03806844526406586261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K-droQCBjwA/TY0Sde023ZI/AAAAAAAAAhw/81szUoQualU/s220/Image1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5993568258289111352.post-8175288139938136568</id><published>2008-11-17T14:20:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T22:29:41.211+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sofeah'/><title type='text'>My fears~</title><content type='html'>As a normal human being I do have fears being a first time mother. I fear that I could not take care of Sofeah the way she should be taken care of. Am I doing the right thing?, is this how you take care of a baby?,what if she falls sick?it will be my fault if anything happens to her. But there are some things some times we can not get away with like Sofeah getting jaundice on her sixth day being born into this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SSF0OtxJAZI/AAAAAAAAAKo/VgZFqdXY2PA/s1600-h/sofeah+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SSF0OtxJAZI/AAAAAAAAAKo/VgZFqdXY2PA/s320/sofeah+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269620835152888210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I cried when she was diagnosed with jaundice. I worried sick for her health. I guess I was scared at the time and being a first time mother I did not know what to do. Hubby sent her to the clinic, I was unable to go with them as I had to go to tukang urut's house. During this time only god knows how worried I was of my newborn. I did not know what to expect and how badly her jaundice was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When hubby got back we decided to go to SJMC for a second opinion on whether Sofeah should get admitted or not for phototheraphy. The results came - she did not need phototherapy but we have to take precautions. Expose her to sunlight but not direct sunlight as the sun rays nowadays are bad for babies. As I was breastfeeding Sofeah I also need to be careful with what I eat. I could not eat anything that has kunyit, halia, jamu or anything that is considered hot for the body or has yellow colour in them as it will make the fever worse. I had to take multivitamins especially those that has loads of vitamin D in them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaundice occurs when a baby's heart is premature and a type of pigment called bilirubin built up in the baby's blood faster than the kidney could process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Women of blood group 'O positive' their babies are more prone to have jaundice as compared to other blood groups. But then again according to the doctors that we have consulted, a lot of babies that is born today would most probably get jaundice because of the environment today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SSF2kfc8AaI/AAAAAAAAAKw/cL4_9hRwtpA/s1600-h/Susu+kambing+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 276px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SSF2kfc8AaI/AAAAAAAAAKw/cL4_9hRwtpA/s320/Susu+kambing+1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269623408290431394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mothers should drink goat's milk (never give it directly to the baby as it would make the baby's guts lining thinner) and also as a last measure of cure, as in our case, we gave the baby mandian sinsei which you can get from a Chinese medicine shop(3 kali mandian).I also took multivitamins, goat's milk tablets(since we did not know where to buy fresh goat's milk) and I breastfeed Sofeah every two hours as breast milk is said to be the best medicine for jaundice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A precaution for women out there whom are currently pregnant should try drinking goat's milk during their last months of pregnancy and also a lot of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bendi&lt;/span&gt; (lady finger?).Insya'Allah your baby will not get jaundice (do ask your pediatrician for preventive measures - prevention is better than cure).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My second fear is the stitches that I have. I do not know how long it takes for it to cure. It still does hurt from time to time. I fear that the wound would split open without me knowing. I do not want to look at it as I'm scared. Sometimes to  even clean it up I would not touch that part I just dap it with facial cotton. I soo badly want to know what it looks like. It might not be as bad as I think it is but I do not have the courage yet. I just can't wait for the doctors appointment. If the doctor say that the cut is looking good then maybe I will have a look at it myself. for the time being I'm praying that it is ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the other fear of whether my body can recover fully from giving. I've read about "rahim jatuh" and all. Since I do not do the traditional way of healing the womb such as "bertungku", eat jamu, message and so on, I fear it might happen. When the old people say about "sistem peranakan" and how we should take care of it, I feel like I'm lacking this part and in the future I might regret of not listening to these people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I worry too much that is why I have all these fears. All in all I have to think positive and doa to Allah so that everything will be alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smile Alwayz =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5993568258289111352-8175288139938136568?l=faridcheeky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/feeds/8175288139938136568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5993568258289111352&amp;postID=8175288139938136568&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/8175288139938136568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/8175288139938136568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-fears.html' title='My fears~'/><author><name>Faridatul Bariza Binti Md Nasir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03806844526406586261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K-droQCBjwA/TY0Sde023ZI/AAAAAAAAAhw/81szUoQualU/s220/Image1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SSF0OtxJAZI/AAAAAAAAAKo/VgZFqdXY2PA/s72-c/sofeah+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5993568258289111352.post-494152277279228758</id><published>2008-11-14T09:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T22:30:04.475+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hubby'/><title type='text'>Suamiku yang banyak membantu~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SSUkBBd-F4I/AAAAAAAAALo/73TtZI5Dhcc/s1600-h/Photo-0020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SSUkBBd-F4I/AAAAAAAAALo/73TtZI5Dhcc/s400/Photo-0020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270658538899642242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terima Kasih kepada suamiku yang banyak membantu semasa berpantang. Banyak dia buat. Dari mandikan Sofeah, pakaikan baju Sofeah, tukarkan lampin Sofeah sehingga basuh baju Sofeah tiap-tiap hari walaupun penat bekerja seharian kalau dia mampu menyusukan Sofeah pun dia sanggup buat semata-mata kesiankan saya yang masih lagi dalam proses penyembuhan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kadang-kadang apabila tengok suami tidur, saya kesiankan dia sebab penat dengan membuat macam-macam kerja di rumah ini. Pernah juga saya menangis sebab tidak dapat nak kurangkan beban dia. Ikutkan hati nak tolong sangat dia. Tapi badan saya tidak mengizinkan, selalu saja sakit belakang. Ada masa kalau dia tidak menguruskan saya dan Sofeah, dia akan sibuk mengemas rumah pula. Tak reti duduk diam betul la suami saya ni. Sudah beberapa kali saya cakap tak payah buat tapi die tetap berdegil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dulu semasa saya kurang sihat dia lah yang siapkan bengkung untuk saya, ikatkan bengkung dan juga air mandian saya. Tetapi sekarang saya sudah sihat sedikit saya buat sendiri untuk ringankan beban dia. Bukannya apa, keesokan paginya dia perlu pergi kerja dan taknak la penatkan dia sangat. Karang sakit pulak dia. Itu pun dia tetap berdegil juga hendak siapkan air mandian saya tiap-tiap pagi sebelum pergi kerja sampai tak sempat bersarapan tapi nasib baik dia akan bersarapan jua di ofis. Sudah la begitu banyak keje kene buat. Tengah-tengah malam pun kadang-kadang dia berjaga dikala Sofeah menangis hendak menyusu. Setiap dua jam Sofeah akan bangun(seperti sudah tahu routine dia menyusu).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekarang saya sudah pulih sedikit saya ambil alih kerja mandikan Sofeah tiap-tiap pagi, tukar lampin dan sudah buat sedikit demi sedikit kerja rumah. Pernah juga saya membasuh baju Sofeah tetapi suami tidak berapa suka dengan tindakan saya sebab dia kata tu kerja dia, sekarang memang dia lah yang basuh kain baju Sofeah tiap-tiap hari. Bahagian memasak belum lagi saya buat setakat ini. Part ni saya perlu berterima kasih kepada Ibu dan mak mertua saya. Ada masa suami saya yang masak jika kami bertiga saja yang ada di rumah. Ada masa juga adik ipar saya yang masak. Terima Kasih ya~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Penat juga suami tercinta saya tu. Kena jaga isteri dan juga anak tersayang. Terima Kasih Sayangku~ Sofeah pun sama mengucapkan 'Terima kasih Ayah, Sofeah sayang Ayah'~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5993568258289111352-494152277279228758?l=faridcheeky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/feeds/494152277279228758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5993568258289111352&amp;postID=494152277279228758&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/494152277279228758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/494152277279228758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/2008/11/suamiku-yang-banyak-membantu.html' title='Suamiku yang banyak membantu~'/><author><name>Faridatul Bariza Binti Md Nasir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03806844526406586261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K-droQCBjwA/TY0Sde023ZI/AAAAAAAAAhw/81szUoQualU/s220/Image1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SSUkBBd-F4I/AAAAAAAAALo/73TtZI5Dhcc/s72-c/Photo-0020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5993568258289111352.post-5096116911816036860</id><published>2008-11-13T23:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T22:30:49.576+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sofeah'/><title type='text'>Anakku Sofeah budak baik~</title><content type='html'>Sofeah akan menangis apabila dia hendak menyusu, itu pon tidak berapa kuat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sofeah akan menjerit jika air sejuk. Kalau tidak Sofeah suka mandi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sofeah akan senyum jika dia hendak melepaskan angin dan juga membuang air besar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jika sofeah tersedu dia akan terus menghisap susu tanpa menghiraukan sedu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Itu lah dia anakku Sofeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayah dan Ummi sentisa sayangkan kamu Sofeah budak baik~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5993568258289111352-5096116911816036860?l=faridcheeky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/feeds/5096116911816036860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5993568258289111352&amp;postID=5096116911816036860&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/5096116911816036860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/5096116911816036860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/2008/11/anakku-sofeah-budak-baik.html' title='Anakku Sofeah budak baik~'/><author><name>Faridatul Bariza Binti Md Nasir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03806844526406586261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K-droQCBjwA/TY0Sde023ZI/AAAAAAAAAhw/81szUoQualU/s220/Image1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5993568258289111352.post-5711073034940618551</id><published>2008-11-07T12:12:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T22:31:18.765+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sofeah'/><title type='text'>The day Sofeah was born~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~Thursday, 30th October 2008~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and hubby went to work like any other day. We did not expect anything special to happen on this day. So every thing we did that morning was just normal. We woke up, get ready to work, had breakfast and drove off to work. First stop was to send hubby to Mont Kiara then I drove off to Bandar Tasik Selatan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I did my work that day(not that much really) my &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1226475164_0"&gt;back pains&lt;/span&gt; a little then it gradually becomes stronger. At first I tried to bear the pain as I thought it was something normal and everybody goes through it during pregnancy. The weird thing is that I did not feel the &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1226475164_1"&gt;back ache&lt;/span&gt; for the last 4 months and suddenly it hit me the day before actually but not as strong as I felt that day. So anyway, after feeling soo much pain I told hubby that I wanted to go to the clinic and get an MC for the day and also for Friday. &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1226475164_2"&gt;Hubby&lt;/span&gt; said if I were to go to the clinic I should pick him up first then go, so that's what I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before leaving my work place I did think for a second that it was nothing and I should stay until office hours ended but hubby urged me to go to the clinic to make sure everything was ok .So I went to see the HR personnel for my maternity leave and also to tell her that I will take an MC for the rest of the day. As my due date was coming closer hubby feels more nervous and worries about my health.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driving to hubby's work place was not that easy. I drove slow but at the same time I wanted to reach Mont Kiara as soon as possible as my back ache worsen. Thank God, as I reached hubby's work place hubby was already waiting for me and I do not need to wait for him like before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it's hubby's turn behind the wheel, we chatted like we always do and from time to time hubby will ask about my condition. It was a 45 minutes drive to Bangi. I was not soo much in pain as hubby comforted me. When we reached Az-Zahra Bangi we went straight to the first floor and said that I want to check my stomach (saya nak check perut) and the nurse said, "Owh CTG, naik tingkat tiga" so we went up. I did not know at that time why I mentioned my stomach instead of my back ache. Up stairs we can see a glass walled room with babies inside. When I saw them I had a thought, "bile la baby aku nak kuar ni, berat dah ni". Because I had a back ache I went and sat down at the bench whilst waiting for the nurse prepare the equipment. Hubby at that time still watched the babies behind the glass wall because he really liked babies and could not get his eyes off them. I guess at that time he was imagining his own baby to be there as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When everything was ready, we went in the room and the nurse attached me with the machine. We were told to stay there for ten minutes. At that moment I could not even wait for one minute lying flat on my back as I felt like my breathing were cut off. I had trouble breathing. I felt like I was going to faint until the nurse gave me an extra pillow, only then I can breath a little but still I had to lay side ways. Before we know it, we had been in the room for half an hour and the nurse still did not attended us yet. Hubby did not know what to do. When he went out the room the place was bare. He did not know who to call so we just waited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nurse finally came, I was relieved. The machine had spitted out a long piece of paper with details of my contraction and also the baby's heartbeat. The nurse did not know how to read the paper so we were asked to go downstairs to consult the doctor. When we reached the first floor we had to wait and the nurse said the doctor had gone home. So, the nurse panicked and she called another nurse. When the other nurse came in, this is what she said "Eh, kenape suruh patient turun jumpe doctor, doctor dah balik la. Pergi cari bidan untuk bace kalau takde pape suruh jer diorg ni balik je"(ekspresi muke memang macam siot jer..haha) when I overheard this conversation hati tu terase jugak la, ingat kite ni main-main ke sakit tapi at the same time relieved kalau suruh balik ok lagi la kan, tunggu Isnin  baru bersalin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then suddenly the doctor came in. She was from upstairs from one of the wards and has not gone home yet. She took a look at the chart then said "come-come doctor nak check, kerap sangat dah contraction ni" so I followed her into the room. In my head I thought "huh? contraction?bile pulak?sakit belakang ade la". She asked me to lay on the table so she could check how much I've dilated. When she put her hands in me I felt like I wanted to pee. It did not hurt that much. Then she said "masya'Allah, dah bukak 4cm pon. Nurse, siapkan ward untuk dia dan juga labour room". When she said this I can see hubby's face somewhat shocked and at the same time happy because in a few hours we'll have a new member of the family. Because I hadn't had my lunch yet and was soo hungry at that time, hubby asked the doctor whether we can go out to eat, and she said yes. It will take time until it gets to 10cm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before going out to lunch hubby went to settle things at the ward. in other words check me in a room. As I waited for him I sat down next to this women holding a one month baby boy. She was rather friendly. She Asked me when I was due and I said that very same day. She then described her experience delivering her baby. The way she described it was very scary and very-very hurtful. It did gave me chills a little bit but then I know hubby will be there with me in the room and I have faith that everything will not be as scary as it may seem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When hubby finally settled everything at the ward we headed straight at a shop nearby. I ordered laksa(big mistake). As we were waiting for the order hubby contemplated whether he should go home or not to get some stuff. In the end he decided to go. So I ate lunch alone. I did not finish the laksa as I could not bare the pain plus knowing that I was 4cm dilated scared me a little and so I went straight to the ward. Owh whilst I ate alone the women I met earlier some came in the shop to grab a bite and when she saw me she still talked about the pains of delivery. Dalam hati benkek jer. Dah pikir macam-macam. Orang ni betul ke tidak ni. Nak menakutkan orang je keje. Pelik-pelik betul manusia kat dunia ni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything happened so quickly and I had no time to reply hubby's message. Hubby constantly asked for my update so he would not miss a thing. I told hubby to drive safe and not to rush but knowing his wife is in labour he had to drive fast(read up wunslife if you want to know about this part).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I reached the ward I headed straight to the toilet as I felt something funny coming out from down there. What I discovered was blood. I panicked a little bit but then I am at the hospital so why should I panic. I also had a stomach ache probably because of the laksa(an advice to those whom is about to deliver please do not eat laksa before hand..hehe). It was too spicy. After everything settled in the toilet I came out and a nurse came into the room. She gave those &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1226475164_3"&gt;hospital gown&lt;/span&gt; for me to wear and she said she will come in again to take me to the labour room. Then another nurse came in. She gave me some medication to clear out anything I have in me. In otherwords to make me poop so that I would not poop whilst pushing the baby out. As the time got closer I felt scared as hubby was not there yet I kept on looking at the door, fear for the nurse to take me away without hubby beside me(a little bit dramatic but that's how i really felt that time). I kept on praying that hubby would reach the hospital in time(during this time i kept on looking out the window for hubby). I do not want him to miss anything and want him to be with me in the labour room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because hubby was not there yet. I told the nurse that I wanted to do my Asar prayer first. Hubby texted me 'doa panjang2 tau' just to delay things. He wanted to go in the labour room with me. I told him to relax and if I were to go in the labour room before he reached there I don't think I will be giving birth yet. Many people stayed in labour room up to 22 hours and yet they still have not given birth yet. When I prayed, I took my time and doa a lot. who knows what might happen while I give birth. I got really scared at this point. I kept on thinking about the videos that me and hubby had seen, the images was in my head. I could not picture myself like that and so the way out is to always be reminded of Allah. Selawat byk2 and also baca sifat2 Allah(that Raihan song).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then hubby reached the hospital, we delayed going to the labour room again as I waited hubby to perform his prayer. I know he prayed for me as well. Both me and hubby were scared and excited at this point. We both do not know what to expect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the labour room, first with hubby then my mother came in. Bersalaman dengan ibu untuk mintak maaf sebelum bersalin agar permudahkan lagi perjalanan. Then my mother in law came to see me. I did the same, ask for forgiveness. I was then  given some medication so that my contraction pain will be more in order. That's what the nurse said. It was maghrib at that time and so I prayed on the bed as I could not move and also I was attached to a machine. Again at this point I prayed a long time. The back pain no longer there but was replaced by the contraction pain slowly hitting me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the contraction got stronger and constant all i did was selawat banyak-banyak. Hubby beside me read out the doa bersalin(It was pasted on the wall in the labour room) and I repeated after him. I tried to take my mind off the pain and think about something else but I just could not. Owh, and the medication that the nurse gave me earlier made me a little bit drowsy. Because of this it did take my mind of the pain from time to time as I felt like it was a dream and also a little bit mamai at the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just after I performed my maghrib prayer. The doctor came in. She broke my water bed using this long stick. I did not feel that much pain. I felt like I just peed when the water came rushing out of me. The doctor was kind of shocked. I think because there were too much water in me. hubby just watched silently(I think he was too in shock).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nurse said if at anytime I feel like I wanted to poop just tell her because that will be the sign for me to give birth. When the time did come I told her and she called in the doctor.By this time I have dilated about 9cm. That was quick, I thought. Then the doctor asked whether I wanted to pee and I said yes so she inserted a long tube attached to a bag. the liquid just came out without any effort from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it was time to push out the baby as the first strongest contraction occur I did make an indication or rather a sound like it was very painful and the doctor said everytime I feel the pain I have to push as hard as I can. the first few pushes were not good enough as I was getting the hang of it. plus for the baby to come out I had to push more harder and at the same time with the longest breath ever. Since I can not take long breaths this becomes a difficult task for me.  As I pushed hubby beside me non stop giving me kata-kata semangat and also comforted me so that I would not give up. I did have a thought to give up at one point but I still tried on pushing. I was at that time in the state of sleepy and also exhausted at the same time. I think I was hungry too. The doctor and even the nurses bagi kata2 semangat at the time. There were many voices but I did not know how many people were actually watching me pushing. At the time I pushed, I can't remember how many times as the first few I did not do it correctly and the baby's head kept coming in and out of me because I did not have enough breaths or rather I only had short breaths to push. Kesian juga kat die. It got to the point where the doctor said if I weren't able to push anymore she would use the vacuum to suck the baby out. I did not want that to happen so I gave it a one last big push and the baby did come out. In between the pushes I did hear that the doctor was having trouble with the baby - it's not turning. The head came out first and when the body's turn to come out the doctor said something like "die tak nak pusing la" I did not know what she meant but I panicked a little bit, nothing I can do. Suara orang disekeliling pon mula tenggelam timbul. Khayal sungguh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was one final push after that the whole baby came out and the doctor put the baby on my chest. because I was too drowsy and sleepy I just hold the baby(hubby said I had a blurr face on at this moment), I could not remember much in detail what happened. I did not even get the chance to look at the baby's face. All I could remember was I saw the doctor cut the umbilical cord and then the baby was transferred to another place for them to clean her up. The  baby cried on top of her lungs. I thought it was normal but the doctor seemed worried. She said something like "baby ni ade masalah bernafas ni. Dia tak sepatutnye menangis macam ni". I worried soo much, one after another. ade jer masalahnya. Tapi disebabkan terlalu mengantuk dan penat semuanya bagaikan mimpi pada masa itu. Saya pon redha je la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pushing part was over. pheww. Then came the second hardest part which is stitching me up. I tell you it hurts like crazy. They had to put me on bius so I dun feel that much. The doctor took quite sometime. When she was done for the first time, yeah, I repeat the first time she found out that something was wrong and she did it all over. At that time tuhan saja la tau bertapa tabahnye insan yang kat labour room ni.huhue. Sakit sungguh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the stitching part done and I'm still covered with blood down there. My bleeding did not stop. They just tied those maternity pads on me and that's it. I was transferred to the ward using another bed. The feeling as I lay on the bed was indescribable as I was still drowsy, I felt like macam orang sakit betul la. Badan sangat-sangat lemah dan sengal-sengal. Rase macam nak tdo jer terus tapi ramai pulak orang disekeliling and I tried my best to stay awake. After the hardwork I felt hungry as well, so to stayed awake I ate a little. My mother suapkan bubur ayam mcd.hehe. Kuar2 dari labour room jer makan mcd. Lemah longlai betul badan time tu. Alhamdulillah semuanya selamat dan sudah berlalu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can not recall when a nurse came asking me whether I wanted to breastfeed my child or they would give her formula milk instead. I chose to breastfeed her. The nurse asked"ada susu ke tak ni?" I answered "ade". Tiba-tiba sahaja I showed her the milk and she said "owh, banyak". Deep inside I was happy and also grateful(Alhamdulillah). I want the very best for my newborn. The basic thing she needs now is her mother's milk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventhough I was dead tired that night I still could not sleep well. I guess I got used to waking up in the middle of the night whilst I was pregnant. Everytime I woke up, which is like every hour, I would look at hubby and the baby. Both were tired aswell. Hubby also did not sleep well that night. From time to time the nurse would come in and check up on me and the baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this is all that I can share. There maybe a lot of missing parts that I can not recall maybe because I was too drowsy at the time and also it took me two weeks just to complete this entry. I have been busy lately with the newborn. To other women out there, It might seem scary when you listen to other peoples story about giving birth. Don't be scared as no one will have the same experience as the other. Like me, this whole experience was a bliss. I would love to go through it anytime over and over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my daughter, sofeah: Semoga menjadi anak yang solehah. Aammmiiiinn~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smile Alwayz =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5993568258289111352-5711073034940618551?l=faridcheeky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/feeds/5711073034940618551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5993568258289111352&amp;postID=5711073034940618551&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/5711073034940618551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/5711073034940618551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/2008/11/day-sofeah-was-born.html' title='The day Sofeah was born~'/><author><name>Faridatul Bariza Binti Md Nasir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03806844526406586261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K-droQCBjwA/TY0Sde023ZI/AAAAAAAAAhw/81szUoQualU/s220/Image1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5993568258289111352.post-1819223837574975310</id><published>2008-10-29T13:12:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T22:32:33.159+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pregnancy'/><title type='text'>~Emotional me~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SQgIRc4_2gI/AAAAAAAAAKg/dIULlO72Hx8/s1600-h/questin+mark.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 190px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SQgIRc4_2gI/AAAAAAAAAKg/dIULlO72Hx8/s200/questin+mark.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262465260488481282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I really do not know WHY???!!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cry for every little thing,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel really tired even though I'm doing nothing,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ate a lot lately and continuing eating a lot,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I have a lot of energy to do a lot of the house work around the house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I'm just weak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are times when I have all the time in the world to rest but my body just refuses to rest. I always want to go out and walk. Doing nothing at home makes the body even more tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is I think I'm still strong and I know I am. Maybe a little bit scared but I know I can go through this. It is my pregnant hormones(i don't know if this term exist but I'll use it anyway) that makes me do such thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SQgEo_KnxQI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/LMIVRERZP7Y/s1600-h/biological+clock.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 223px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SQgEo_KnxQI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/LMIVRERZP7Y/s320/biological+clock.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262461266779686146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My body is exhausted from my daily routine, my back aches, my stomach cramps comes and goes(getting stronger by the day), my baby inside me keeps on kicking as if there is no more space for it to grow, and the contractions sometimes makes it harder for me to even walk or get out of bed, the stomach will harden from time to time(bloated macam ikan butal)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are these the signs of labour? I really don't know. This is my first time. What should I expect?What should I do?When is the time I should urge hubby to rush me to the hospital?Is it time?The time is ticking. The anticipation is killing me. Guess I'll just have to wait patiently~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The time will come~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Smile Alwayz =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5993568258289111352-1819223837574975310?l=faridcheeky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/feeds/1819223837574975310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5993568258289111352&amp;postID=1819223837574975310&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/1819223837574975310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/1819223837574975310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/2008/10/emotional-me.html' title='~Emotional me~'/><author><name>Faridatul Bariza Binti Md Nasir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03806844526406586261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K-droQCBjwA/TY0Sde023ZI/AAAAAAAAAhw/81szUoQualU/s220/Image1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SQgIRc4_2gI/AAAAAAAAAKg/dIULlO72Hx8/s72-c/questin+mark.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5993568258289111352.post-1559164990623047994</id><published>2008-10-26T22:36:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T22:32:59.127+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pregnancy'/><title type='text'>My sincere apology before the journey~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SQSOjPJi41I/AAAAAAAAAKA/v4juNnSbbQM/s1600-h/sorry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 198px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SQSOjPJi41I/AAAAAAAAAKA/v4juNnSbbQM/s200/sorry.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261487000688714578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My due date is getting closer though I'm scared of what to come but at the same time I cannot wait for that big day to arrive. All I know is that I might have difficulties in going through this journey but at the end of the day I'll be the most happiest person to see our new member of our family. It will be hubby, me and the baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is an entry to all my friends out there, before I go through this journey I would like to express my sincere apology to all of you. The things that I might have done or said to hurt any of you whether on purpose or not, I truly am sorry for that. Hope you can forgive me.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SQSOwRSvBXI/AAAAAAAAAKI/wacUZJ6JOKM/s1600-h/labour4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 162px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SQSOwRSvBXI/AAAAAAAAAKI/wacUZJ6JOKM/s200/labour4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261487224602428786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all my friends out there please pray for my journey to be a blissful one. Thanks to all that have been giving me support through out. Will keep you guys and gals updated. I still have more or less 2 weeks before my due date. Until then I'll be preparing my self mentally and spiritually for this big journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smile Always =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5993568258289111352-1559164990623047994?l=faridcheeky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/feeds/1559164990623047994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5993568258289111352&amp;postID=1559164990623047994&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/1559164990623047994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/1559164990623047994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-sincere-apology-before-journey.html' title='My sincere apology before the journey~'/><author><name>Faridatul Bariza Binti Md Nasir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03806844526406586261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K-droQCBjwA/TY0Sde023ZI/AAAAAAAAAhw/81szUoQualU/s220/Image1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SQSOjPJi41I/AAAAAAAAAKA/v4juNnSbbQM/s72-c/sorry.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5993568258289111352.post-1521052326804945859</id><published>2008-10-24T09:43:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T22:33:19.905+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pregnancy'/><title type='text'>Looking into the Mirror~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SQE47jDvDLI/AAAAAAAAAJA/zaInwePmc5M/s1600-h/mirror.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SQE47jDvDLI/AAAAAAAAAJA/zaInwePmc5M/s200/mirror.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260548435419794610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last night we received our new furniture..yea!(at long last..). It was our new bedroom set. The set comes with, of course a bed, 2 side tables, a wardrobe and a dressing table together with a stool. The dressing table had a large mirror attached to it which is great because we did not even have a mirror in our bedroom before and only a small mirror which is hung beside an intercom next to the kitchen(I can only see my face in it and not the whole body, plus I'm short and hubby hung it a little bit high for me since he's tall). Since we did not have a mirror in the bedroom I did not have that much time to look myself in the mirror and could not careless how I look like. All I know is that I'm this pregnant women with a belly and that's all. I take mirrors for granted really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday was the first time I looked myself in the mirror and saw this huge belly in front of me. I could not believe my eyes as before I only can see the top view. So anyways, it's huge, it's  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;humongous&lt;/span&gt;, it's massive. People have been telling me about how huge my belly is but I thought they were exaggerating but now I know that it is as huge as how they said it. I was really shocked and speechless. I stared at the image for quite some time. I just could not believe the size of it. It also made me wonder how my belly can stretch that far out, where did all the extra skin come from? I mean i really had a flat tummy before and now it's bloated..heh..teruk betul..terpana jugak la kejap tengok diri sendiri besar camtu..baby ni besar betul rupanya...or maybe it's because I have a small figure I guess..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SQE5M2IRP3I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/aJW_OxTwuXs/s1600-h/preggy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 106px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SQE5M2IRP3I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/aJW_OxTwuXs/s200/preggy.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260548732596862834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The effects of seeing my huge belly is now that I'm feeling a little bit scared. The fear that I had months before came back to haunt me. I kept on wondering whether I can deliver this baby the normal way or by C-section. Owh how I soo wonder how I can give birth the normal way. How eh to push the baby out?..huhue. This is my first time and the fear of delivering a child is quite normal as I don't know what to expect.  Feeling scared for that day to come and yet I can't wait for it to come and get it over and done with..hmm. Still counting the days~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smile Always =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5993568258289111352-1521052326804945859?l=faridcheeky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/feeds/1521052326804945859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5993568258289111352&amp;postID=1521052326804945859&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/1521052326804945859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/1521052326804945859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/2008/10/looking-into-mirror.html' title='Looking into the Mirror~'/><author><name>Faridatul Bariza Binti Md Nasir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03806844526406586261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K-droQCBjwA/TY0Sde023ZI/AAAAAAAAAhw/81szUoQualU/s220/Image1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SQE47jDvDLI/AAAAAAAAAJA/zaInwePmc5M/s72-c/mirror.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5993568258289111352.post-8222733828567629566</id><published>2008-10-23T09:03:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T22:41:06.542+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pregnancy'/><title type='text'>Many sleepless nights~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SP_ckSF1hDI/AAAAAAAAAIo/0g-WDKQVeP4/s1600-h/sleepless01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 292px; height: 249px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SP_ckSF1hDI/AAAAAAAAAIo/0g-WDKQVeP4/s320/sleepless01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260165405681746994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup as usual and like every other nights I will wake up around 2am to 3am in the morning to go to the toilet and after that getting back to sleep is practically impossible. There are some other nights where I will wake up two to three times just to go to the toilet. Seriously where does all this liquid come from? I don't think I drank that much either. It's good that every time nature calls I Will be awake by it, there are some who just let it out on the bed..hehe..I think..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is really difficult or rather painful for me to get out of bed sometimes because of the cramps that comes and goes. I have to move really slowly as I don't want to be in more pain and at the same time trying to keep it in until I reach the toilet is quite a task. As people know pregnant women really have weak bladder and also they could not hold it for a long period, so when they feel like they need to go then they need to go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about last night. As usual went to the toilet around 2.30am then tried going back to sleep..which is impossible because I think the baby is not comfortable and it kept on moving...punching and kicking here and there..I don't know what to do..I kept on tossing and turning trying to get comfortable but i could not and the hot flushes did not help either. I was sweating and the fan is just right in front of me..what an irony..there is also the feeling that I thought I was going to be in labour because of the weird pains that i felt around my tummy and I also waited if there is any signs of me getting in labour such as strong contractions and liquid plus blood coming out down there..until then I did not want to wake hubby as i don't want him to worry too much..thankfully around 3.30am I think I got back to sleep..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SP_c3D3RLxI/AAAAAAAAAIw/Tp9-zz4NSkM/s1600-h/headache.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 191px; height: 205px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SP_c3D3RLxI/AAAAAAAAAIw/Tp9-zz4NSkM/s320/headache.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260165728280063762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now because of what happened last night, I feel sleepy, tired and at the same time I have a splitting headache..trying really hard to focus until 4.30pm today..I have a strong will to come to work everyday until the day I'm in labour and at the same time my body is telling me to start taking leave because it's getting tired by the day and it needs a lot of rest and sleep..maybe it's time for me to take the leave..what do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to take my maternity leave early as I want to spend more time at home after giving birth..huhue..I think I can still go to work...hhmm..well people before me did it..why can't I...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like to mention, this morning hubby with a happy tone told me abo&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SP_cC79ZgOI/AAAAAAAAAIg/t-3gK88Npeg/s1600-h/baby+girl2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 154px; height: 115px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SP_cC79ZgOI/AAAAAAAAAIg/t-3gK88Npeg/s320/baby+girl2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260164832805093602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ut his dream...he had dreamt that I've already given birth to a beautiful daughter named sofeah..kate2 wan "comel betul anak kite, muka macam you..xda muka cam I sangat pon..muka cam you campur dengan muka biena(anak buah die)..".. macam-macam la suami tercinta ni..betul-betul tidak sabar menunggu kelahiran ahli keluarga baru..I'm soo happy to know that my beloved husband is happy and I know that our daughter will be beautiful in every way..Insya'Allah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smile Alwayz =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5993568258289111352-8222733828567629566?l=faridcheeky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/feeds/8222733828567629566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5993568258289111352&amp;postID=8222733828567629566&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/8222733828567629566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/8222733828567629566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/2008/10/many-sleepless-nights.html' title='Many sleepless nights~'/><author><name>Faridatul Bariza Binti Md Nasir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03806844526406586261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K-droQCBjwA/TY0Sde023ZI/AAAAAAAAAhw/81szUoQualU/s220/Image1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SP_ckSF1hDI/AAAAAAAAAIo/0g-WDKQVeP4/s72-c/sleepless01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5993568258289111352.post-8709904197583416770</id><published>2008-10-22T13:32:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T22:56:12.639+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>~MY thoughts before,during and after~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SP7FlhLWLPI/AAAAAAAAAIY/LnLJgJWYSFQ/s1600-h/raya+di+shang+villa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SP7FlhLWLPI/AAAAAAAAAIY/LnLJgJWYSFQ/s400/raya+di+shang+villa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259858663167110386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you might know from hubby's blog, we've just organised our first jamuan raya come housewarming party last Saturday. All we can say that it was a success even though tiring but we had a lot of fun meeting our familes and friends. thanks to all that came bagi memeriahkan keadaan and maaf la ye umah tu besar sangat(me being sarcastic..hehe) not enough to accommodate some..ade yg dok luar pon(wun's friends) and alsodekat pintu dapur(also wun's friends) kesian...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, these were my thoughts that I would like to share before, during and after the jamuan raya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEFORE: Waktu ni lepak-lepak lagi sambil susun-susun makanan atas meja..mandi pon tak lagi dalam pukul 9.30am(lepas tue kelam kabut pi mandi and main capai jer baju sennag utk dipakai, tue yg selekeh sket tue..hee)..first session pukul 10am "Waahhh~ banyak nye makanan ni...ramai ke orang nak datang ni?risaunye..kalau tak habis macam mane..huhue..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DURING: Ni time second session..1pm..pick hour, orang sume tengah kebulur nih"EH, makanan makin sikit ni..nak buat ape..Alamak! cawan pon dah habis..kene kuarkan cawan dari gerobok ni..Uiiihh, ais pon dah habis...minum air suam-suam je la ye"...maaf!~&lt;br /&gt;(Aku pon dok la keluar masuk dapur basuh cawan orang dah guna dan susun balik atas meja..pheww)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOWARDS THE END:Dalam pukul 5pm..."huuu, penatnye badan ni..rase macam nk tido jer"..(terlelap jugak atas sofa..nasib dah xde tetamu) Around 6 plus a friend and hubby datang..layan la mereka..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AFTER: Our jamuan raye ended around 7pm but my uncle and family came around 9pm so kene la layan jua..nasib ade my parents kalau tidak pengsan la..penat tue memang tidak terkata..sabar je la..owh forgot to mention that my mom masak nasi tomato pulak untuk makan malam..hehe..mmg makanan byk habis la..so my thoughts after the jamuan "pheww, lega dah abis..esok kene mengemas pula..huhue..nasib byk makanan dah habis kalau tidak kan dah membazir..heh"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's all folks..sorry to those that I forgot to invite for the jamuan..insya'Allah if we do it again next year remind me to invite you people k..hehe..~MAAF ZAHIR BATIN~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: thanks faha for the pic..i grabbed it from your facebook..hope you don't mind..hehe..this picture was taken with his dslr canon EOS 40d camera(I think that's the model)..dead  jealous...owh n me ternganga la pulak..xready lagi k...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smile Alwayz =p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5993568258289111352-8709904197583416770?l=faridcheeky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/feeds/8709904197583416770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5993568258289111352&amp;postID=8709904197583416770&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/8709904197583416770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/8709904197583416770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-thoughts-beforeduring-and-after.html' title='~MY thoughts before,during and after~'/><author><name>Faridatul Bariza Binti Md Nasir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03806844526406586261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K-droQCBjwA/TY0Sde023ZI/AAAAAAAAAhw/81szUoQualU/s220/Image1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SP7FlhLWLPI/AAAAAAAAAIY/LnLJgJWYSFQ/s72-c/raya+di+shang+villa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5993568258289111352.post-2759700102802542718</id><published>2008-10-20T10:37:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T22:57:29.964+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anything else'/><title type='text'>BPA-free bottles for babies..</title><content type='html'>Just something that i read from yesterdays the star paper..to all mother to be please be aware of this..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; bought &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;MAMs&lt;/span&gt; bottles..hehe..which is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;BPA&lt;/span&gt; free..be wise when shopping for newborns as they are sensitive to a lot of things especially with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;today's&lt;/span&gt; environment..better be safe than sorry.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SPvweIRq8tI/AAAAAAAAAII/EHIbPEus24A/s1600-h/mam.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SPvweIRq8tI/AAAAAAAAAII/EHIbPEus24A/s200/mam.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259061390293529298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sunday October 19, 2008 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;MYT&lt;/span&gt; 4:58:00 PM&lt;br /&gt;Canada to ban baby bottles with chemical&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TORONTO (AP): Canada has declared a chemical widely used in food packaging a toxic substance and will move to ban the sale in Canada of plastic baby bottles containing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;bisphenol&lt;/span&gt; A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The toxic classification, issued in Saturday's Canada Gazette, makes Canada the first country to classify the chemical commonly used in the lining of food cans, eyeglass lenses and hundreds of household items, as risky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The federal ministries of Health and the Environment said Saturday that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;bisphenol&lt;/span&gt; A may be entering the environment in a quantity or under conditions that may pose a danger to Canadians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Health Minister Tony Clement said a report on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;bisphenol&lt;/span&gt; A has found the chemical endangers people, particularly newborns and infants, citing concerns that the chemical in polycarbonate products and epoxy linings can migrate into food and beverages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Newborns and infants are particularly vulnerable because of their frequent use of baby bottles that often contain the chemical, which is used to harden plastic and make it shatterproof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The health and environment departments said Saturday that the government plans to restrict the importation, sale and advertising of bottles made with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;bisphenol&lt;/span&gt; A, known as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;BPA&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Many Canadians ... have expressed their concern to me about the risks of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;bisphenol&lt;/span&gt; A in baby bottles,'' said Canada's Environment Minister John Baird in a statement. "Today's confirmation of our ban on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;BPA&lt;/span&gt; in baby bottles proves that our government did the right thing in taking action to protect the health and environment for all Canadians.''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The government is also proposing "to allow the lowest amount of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;BPA&lt;/span&gt; as reasonably achievable in infant formula cans'' and all foods in general. Its risk management plan said it would aim for "stringent'' targets for infant formula cans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The biggest concern with this widely used chemical, traces of which can be found in more than 90 percent of Americans, has been over &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;BPA's&lt;/span&gt; possible effects on reproductive development and hormone-related problems. It has also been linked to cancer in animals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, the chemical industry maintains that polycarbonate bottles contain little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;BPA&lt;/span&gt; and leach traces considered too low to harm humans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Consumer products made from polycarbonate plastic and epoxy resins, including products for infants and children, are accepted as safe for use by regulatory agencies around the world,'' Steven G. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Hentges&lt;/span&gt;, the executive director, Polycarbonate/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;BPA&lt;/span&gt; Global Group of the American Chemistry Council, said Saturday in a statement commenting on Canada's decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The scientific debate over &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;BPA&lt;/span&gt; could drag on for years. The European Union and the U.S. Food and Drug Administration say the chemical is safe. But the FDA is awaiting word from a scientific panel expected to deliver an independent risk assessment later this month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several U.S. states are considering restricting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;BPA&lt;/span&gt; use, some manufacturers have begun promoting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;BPA&lt;/span&gt;-free baby bottles, and some stores are phasing out baby products containing the chemical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Wal&lt;/span&gt;-Mart Canada and other major retailers in Canada in recent months have begun removing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;BPA&lt;/span&gt;-based food-related products such as baby bottles and sipping cups from store shelves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;momies&lt;/span&gt; out there..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;beli&lt;/span&gt; la bottle yang &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;BPA&lt;/span&gt;-free ye..list of bottles that i know &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;BPA&lt;/span&gt; free &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;adalah&lt;/span&gt; MAM, pigeon glass bottles and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;nuby&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;Avent&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;bkn&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;BPA&lt;/span&gt; free tau..so be careful..&lt;br /&gt;Sebenarnya, jika beli bottle yang jenama or dari plastic biasa pun tidak mengapa tetapi kena tukar dengan kerap dan kalau ada nampak scratch pada botol tu cepat2 la tukar sebab dari situ la bahan kimia yang tidak elok leak dalam susu anak...&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, search la &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;lagi&lt;/span&gt; ye &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;pasal&lt;/span&gt; bottle yang &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;BPA&lt;/span&gt; free &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;ni&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;bukannye&lt;/span&gt; ape we just want the safest things for our children &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smile &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;alwayz&lt;/span&gt; =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5993568258289111352-2759700102802542718?l=faridcheeky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/feeds/2759700102802542718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5993568258289111352&amp;postID=2759700102802542718&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/2759700102802542718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/2759700102802542718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/2008/10/bpa-free-bottles-for-babies.html' title='BPA-free bottles for babies..'/><author><name>Faridatul Bariza Binti Md Nasir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03806844526406586261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K-droQCBjwA/TY0Sde023ZI/AAAAAAAAAhw/81szUoQualU/s220/Image1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SPvweIRq8tI/AAAAAAAAAII/EHIbPEus24A/s72-c/mam.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5993568258289111352.post-1247861866117487434</id><published>2008-10-17T12:57:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T22:58:36.685+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>Ape lagi yang TIDAK cukup?</title><content type='html'>Kenapalah kite sentiasa rase ada saja benda yang tidak cukup and tidak pernah atau lupa untuk menghargai ape yang sedia ada didepan mata? Mengapakah pandangan kite slalu dikaburi dengan nafsu?  Nafsu dan kehendak kite akan slalu menyesatkan diri, dan membuatkan kite rase tidak tenang dihati. Ada saja benda yang kita mahu. Kita ni bagaikan hamba kepada kehendak diri ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya sendiri tidak terlepas dari kehendak diri..ada saja kemahuan dan jika tidak dapat mula lah saya rasa sedih dan marah. Suami pula jadi tempat saya lepaskan geram..kesian suami kene pujuk dan bersabar dengan kerenah ini..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apa yang saya ada sekarang ni sudah cukup sebenarnya dah lebih dari tu kire nak hidup mewah sahaja tapi ialah manusia sering lupa dan sentiasa hendak lebih dari kemampuan dirinya sendiri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kepada suami tercinta, terima kasih kerana mengingatkan saya untuk bersyukur dan tidak perlu layan sangat kehendak nafsu.. terima kasih juga kerana mengingatkan saya apa yang saya mahu kerana nafsu adalh tidak baik untuk diriku dan juga untuk anak kita.. Terima Kasih Suamiku.. Saya sentiasa akan beringat selepas ini dan tidak lagi akan meragam macam budak 5 tahun..betul cakap awak "please remember, you're my wife" dan "i'm still your husband"..Maaf kadang2 tue terkasar dengan awak..bukan saya sengaja tapi bile perasaan marah tu timbul suka saja bertindak mengikut perasaan tanpa mengendahkan perasaan awak..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akhir kata,&lt;br /&gt;Saya sangat bersyukur kerana saya ada suami seperti awak yang cukup bersabar dan sentiasa memberi peringatan kepada saya..bukan semua yang kita nak kita boleh dapat..Apa yang kita ade kita patut bersyukur..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya Sangat mencintai awak Syazwan Rahimy dan saya akan sentiasa mengingati pesananmu akan datang..Awak adalah suami mithali dan saya percaya awak juga akan jadi ayah  mithali kepada anak-anak kita nanti..Tidak ada benda lain lagi yang saya perlukan cuma kasih sayang dari awak~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smile Alwayz =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5993568258289111352-1247861866117487434?l=faridcheeky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/feeds/1247861866117487434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5993568258289111352&amp;postID=1247861866117487434&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/1247861866117487434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/1247861866117487434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/2008/10/ape-lagi-yang-tidak-cukup.html' title='Ape lagi yang TIDAK cukup?'/><author><name>Faridatul Bariza Binti Md Nasir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03806844526406586261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K-droQCBjwA/TY0Sde023ZI/AAAAAAAAAhw/81szUoQualU/s220/Image1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5993568258289111352.post-3004339525580028305</id><published>2008-10-15T09:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T22:59:38.490+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anything else'/><title type='text'>~update on mandi wiladah~</title><content type='html'>Just like to share with everyone what my friend commented on my past post..please2 take this seriously. Thank you soo much to Dur for the info.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;salam..&lt;br /&gt;dur ni..nk kongsi sedikit ilmu pasal mandi wiladah..harap dpt membantu =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memang betul kenyataan tentang 'Mandi Wiladah' itu..... kami telah bertanyakan hal ini kepada ustazah kita orang last month. MasyaALLAH , betapalah jahilnya kita ini.... tapi according to Uztazah ini , kita&lt;br /&gt;memang kena niat dlm hati mandi wajib itu adalah Mandi Wiladah dan tidak boleh kira overall saja.&lt;br /&gt;Sapa-sapa yg lepas bersalin dan belum lagi mengangkat Mandi Wiladah ini maka segala solat &amp;amp; puasanya selama ini tidak akan diterima oleh ALLAH…Nahuzubillah'minzaliq…Wallahua'lam&lt;br /&gt;                                 &lt;br /&gt;Oleh itu kita kenalah meminta ampun dari ALLAH S.W.T kerana tidak mengetahui akan perkara ini , kerana sesungguhnya ALLAH Maha Pengampun Lagi Maha Mengetahui. Utk pengetahuan semua, perkara ini telah diajukan oleh saudari kita Ernie Shamsudin semasa sessi mengaji Quran tempoh hari dan disaksikan oleh saya &amp;amp; juga Anisah Ghazi....&lt;br /&gt;                                &lt;br /&gt;Wajib atas kita untuk memberitahu saudara-saudari kita yg langsung tidak tahu akan hal ini.....&lt;br /&gt;                       &lt;br /&gt;Perkara penting yang most women ignored...to tell you the truth..I've talked to several ladies...and kebanyakkannya semua tak tahu yang there exists mandi after bersalin nie...bukan mandi after darah nifas kering tapi mandi after bersalin..a separate hadas besar...reason being sekiranya ajal menjemput sebelum darah nifas kita kering, kita sudah berada di dalam keadaan bersuci...&lt;br /&gt;                                &lt;br /&gt;Sewaktu dalam sembang-sembang kecil saya merasa agak terperanjat apabila ada diantara ibu-ibu yang mengatakan mereka tak tahu yang mereka wajib mandi hadas selepas melahirkan anak. Ini kerana ada yang confuse, mereka ingat mandi hadas hanya selepas darah nifas habis. Para bapa langsung la sebab mereka kata, bukan mereka yang beranak... MasyaAllah. Kan ke tugas suami tu membimbing isteri..ini perkara Feqah yang wajib diketahui oleh semua orang.&lt;br /&gt;                                &lt;br /&gt;Ada lagi yang kata sebab masa berpantang tak boleh basah rambut, takut masuk angin.&lt;br /&gt;                                 &lt;br /&gt;Saya terfikir balik, selama ini saya take for granted dan assume semua orang tahu. kadang-kadang timbul rasa bersalah kerana tidak ambil inisiatif untuk mengingatkan para bapa/ bakal bapa dan para ibu/bakal ibu. Jadi di sini saya nak ambil kesempatan supaya kita ingat mengingati dan kebetulan ramai juga para netters yang sedang menanti kelahiran cahaya mata.&lt;br /&gt;                                &lt;br /&gt;Perkara Wajib mandi hadas besar; &lt;br /&gt;                              &lt;br /&gt;Bagi lelaki 2 perkara:                                                  &lt;br /&gt;1. keluar air mani                                                        &lt;br /&gt;2. berjimak, waimah berjimak kerana berzina pun kena juga mandi. Tak keluar mani pun kena mandi juga.&lt;br /&gt;Bagi perempuan:                                                           &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1, Haid&lt;br /&gt;2. Wiladah (melahirkan anak)&lt;br /&gt;3. Nifas &lt;br /&gt;4. Berjimak, waimah berjimak kerana berzina pun kena juga mandi.        &lt;br /&gt;                              &lt;br /&gt;Rasanya setakat mandi selepas haid dan berjimak tu semua orang tahu. Yang selalu wanita confuse (apatah lagi lelaki) ialah berkaitan dengan kelahiran. Selepas melahirkan anak setiap wanita ISLAM kena mandi:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.       Mandi hadas kerana melahirkan (WILADAH. Yakni, sebaik sahaja kepala bayi keluar.&lt;br /&gt;2. Mandi hadas habis nifas (darah yang keluar selepas bersalin) maka diwajibkan mandi hadas.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                         &lt;br /&gt;menurut ustazah, niat mandi boleh pakai satu sahaja, tak perlu spesifik. Cuma niatkan:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Sahaja aku mandi hadas besar ke atas tubuhku yang diwajibkan ke atas ku kerana Allah Taala'.                          &lt;br /&gt;Tula saya teringat orang tua-tua kita tak kasi org dalam pantang tu mandi basahkan kepala, takut masuk anginla, sejukla... saya terfikir balik, takkan suruhan agama sanggup diketepikan semata-mata nak jaga pantang. Lagipun mandi wajib selepas melahirkan tu SEKALI je setiap kelhairan..katalah anda seorang yang betul-betul kuat berpantang.. dalam masa 40/60 hari tu, cuma sekali je mandi basah rambut, bukan tiap-tiap hari Mandilah dengan air panas... kita tak suruh mandi dng air sejuk.. cuma pastikan air tu tak jadi air musta'mal. Itu sahaja.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                         &lt;br /&gt;Jadi, bakal ibu dan bakal bapa, harap tak ambil remeh perkara ini. Yang lelaki tu ingatkanlah isteri-isteri anda dan adik-adik pompuan. dan yang pompuan tu ingatkanlah diri anda dan sedara-sedara pompuan yang lain..InsyaAllah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mungkin bagi sesetengah orang yang kata ini soal 'remeh' (walaupun ini sebenarnya tak remeh) dapat dikongsi dan diamalakan bersama.&lt;br /&gt;Wallahua'lam.&lt;br /&gt;(senior dur hantar melalui emel)&lt;br /&gt;takecare :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~take note ya especially if you are expecting a baby anytime soon~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smile Alwayz =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5993568258289111352-3004339525580028305?l=faridcheeky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/feeds/3004339525580028305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5993568258289111352&amp;postID=3004339525580028305&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/3004339525580028305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/3004339525580028305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/2008/10/update-on-mandi-wiladah.html' title='~update on mandi wiladah~'/><author><name>Faridatul Bariza Binti Md Nasir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03806844526406586261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K-droQCBjwA/TY0Sde023ZI/AAAAAAAAAhw/81szUoQualU/s220/Image1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5993568258289111352.post-6624057793242730900</id><published>2008-10-13T09:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T00:10:36.915+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anything else'/><title type='text'>Just something about me..the survey~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SPKu-BzP2NI/AAAAAAAAAIA/9zHvV9Std-g/s1600-h/survey_icon.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SPKu-BzP2NI/AAAAAAAAAIA/9zHvV9Std-g/s200/survey_icon.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256456095753296082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ln0"&gt;The longest survey you'll ever fill out! Do the world a favor: fill it out and post it for all your friends. Do this because the person who filled it out before you didn't sit here for ages for nothing. 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&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln56');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln57"&gt;• no one yet even though i'm quite emotional these days due tue my due date commin up..huhue..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln57');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln58"&gt;----------Final Questions-------------&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln58');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln59"&gt;Hate someone in your family?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln59');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln60"&gt;• sure dun..love them all..miss them too..huhue&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt; 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                curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln63"&gt;Are you the Eldest?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln63');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln64"&gt;• sure am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln64');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln65"&gt;-------Today did you-----------&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln65');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln66"&gt;Talk to someone you like?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln66');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln67"&gt;• yup...hubby..every morning&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln67');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln68"&gt;Kiss anyone?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln68');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln69"&gt;• yup..before going to the shower&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln69');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln70"&gt;Get sick?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln70');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln71"&gt;• sick?..nope..just the normal contration from time to time..huhue&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln71');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln72"&gt;Talked to an ex:&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln72');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln73"&gt;• ahaha..nope..why would i want to do that..hmm&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln73');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln74"&gt;Miss someone:&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln74');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln75"&gt;.  sure do..hubby an family..huhue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln75');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln76"&gt;----------Last person who----------&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln76');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln77"&gt; You talked to on the phone?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln77');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln78"&gt;• no one yet for today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln78');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }&lt;/script&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln78');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln79"&gt;Have a crush on someone:?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln79');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln80"&gt;• on hubby?..hehe&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln80');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln81"&gt;What books are you reading right now?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln81');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln82"&gt;. it's been ages since i've read one.the next weekend will go to mph and buy a book..hehe&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln82');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln83"&gt;Best feeling in the world:&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln83');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln84"&gt;• falling in love and delivering a beautiful baby into this world(can't wait for this day to come even though i'm scared to death)&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln84');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln85"&gt;Future kids names?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln85');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln86"&gt;• have 2..but not telling yet..hehe..some may know&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln86');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln87"&gt;Do you Sleep with stuffed animals?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln87');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln88"&gt;• ahaha..nope..totally hate it..&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln88');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln89"&gt;What's under your bed?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln89');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln90"&gt;• nothing since i dun have one..our mattress is on the floor..hehe..&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln90');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln91"&gt;Favorite locations:&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln91');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln92"&gt;• home sweet home..&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln92');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln93"&gt;Danced a slow dance with someone you didn't even like?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln93');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln94"&gt;• if i dun like the person why waste my time and dance with them?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln94');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln95"&gt;Who do you really hate?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln95');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln96"&gt;• no one at this moment..unhealthy to hate..spread the love..&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln96');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln97"&gt;Ever liked someone you didn't have a chance with?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln97');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln98"&gt;• like who?..chad Michael murray?..hehe&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln98');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln99"&gt;You lonely right now?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln99');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln100"&gt;• nope..i've never been lonely since i'm married..even if i'm alone i have this baby inside me all the time..hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln100');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln101"&gt;What time is it now?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln101');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln102"&gt;• 9.33 AM&lt;/div&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln103');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5993568258289111352-6624057793242730900?l=faridcheeky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/feeds/6624057793242730900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5993568258289111352&amp;postID=6624057793242730900&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/6624057793242730900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/6624057793242730900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/2008/10/just-something-about-methe-survey.html' title='Just something about me..the survey~'/><author><name>Faridatul Bariza Binti Md Nasir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03806844526406586261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K-droQCBjwA/TY0Sde023ZI/AAAAAAAAAhw/81szUoQualU/s220/Image1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SPKu-BzP2NI/AAAAAAAAAIA/9zHvV9Std-g/s72-c/survey_icon.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5993568258289111352.post-3790330343093076912</id><published>2008-10-10T13:58:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T00:13:15.878+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hubby'/><title type='text'>~hubby's future present~</title><content type='html'>Okies..since I'm no longer searching for baby items on the net or at the shops I've changed my focus to something else.You see, I'm the type that easily gets bored with doing the same things for a period of time and I'll always find interest in other things. Hubby says I'm an all rounder..hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last thing that we bought for the baby is a &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SO8EhudtXUI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/og8y1OoyRwo/s1600-h/topi+pumpkin+patch.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SO8EhudtXUI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/og8y1OoyRwo/s320/topi+pumpkin+patch.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255424267619491138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hat. We searched every mall there is in Klang Valley(exaggerated it a little bit but part of it is true) for this perfect hat(hubby's the one yang choosy) and we ended up in Subang Parade and bought this nice pink stripped hat from pumpkin patch(similar to this pis but slightly larger stripes and different pink colour shades). Hubby really likes the colour shades from pumpkin patch and he decided to buy clothes for our baby at pumpkin patch in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to what i was talking about earlier, I am now moving on to searching dslr cameras. wanna know how it started? simple really, hubby wants to buy me a new phone for my birthday and so i wanted to buy something special for his. He is passionate in music and also photography. so i asked him which present does he want either an electric guitar or a dslr camera which he wanted soo long and guess what, he wanted the camera. He said it'll be more useful for the whole family because he can capture beautiful memories in the future with our baby(so true and i totally agree).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SO8E1U4oN6I/AAAAAAAAAHY/en7pg8q_PEo/s1600-h/canon+400d.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SO8E1U4oN6I/AAAAAAAAAHY/en7pg8q_PEo/s200/canon+400d.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255424604350461858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After asking people's opinion and also reading up forums(still reading up) I've resulted in targeting for these cameras but I don't know which one I'll buy yet. It all depends on hubby really. Which ones he likes the best after testing it out at one of the camera shops .hehe. These are the top 3 cameras(for beginners) Canon EOS 4ood, Canon EOS 1000d and Nikon 60d. At first I was interested with olympus but after an advice from a friend for beginners you shouldn't go for olympus because the functions are more complicated..hehe..So staying away from dslr olympus camera. But will buy an olympus compact camera in the future. The canon model said to be a little bit pricey compared to Nikon. But then Nikon is said to have no auto focus, so u have to do it manually(have to find out if it's true or not).&lt;br /&gt;my friends that i refer to for infos about these camera are fakhar and Ikhwan. They&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SO8FOaDVzMI/AAAAAAAAAHo/pV7O4dFpQrw/s1600-h/nikon+60d.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SO8FOaDVzMI/AAAAAAAAAHo/pV7O4dFpQrw/s200/nikon+60d.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255425035234299074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; are somewhat an expert on cameras. The thing is with them is that Faha will promote Canon because he's currently using Canon camera and Ikhwan will promote Nikon is the best because he uses Nikon. This makes it more difficult. Anyhow, in the end the decision lies in my hubby's hands since he'll be the one using the camera..hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owh and another thing, I need to also survey on good camera shops around as to get good deals at a bargain price with a good quality cameras. There are some shops that sells AP sets aswell, better watch out for those. The shops that I know that will give good bargains is in Sg. Wang(this shop called boeing), Lowyat Plaza, Lot 10 and also at Amcorp Mall(the easiest will be here I guess).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what I have to do now is to save up for hubby's present as you might know that a dslr camera is not that cheap at all.The lowest price you can get is around RM1.4k. But that's a secondhand item and sometimes they only sell the body without the lens. Targeting to buy him a new one. Atleast it comes together with a manual and also a warranty. Hubby just wants me to buy a cheap one for him but from my opinion 'dah alang2 nak beli tu baik la beli yang betul2 bagus dan ada quality biarpun kene bayar lebih sikit atleast puas hati'.  Wish me luck ya~.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5993568258289111352-3790330343093076912?l=faridcheeky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/feeds/3790330343093076912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5993568258289111352&amp;postID=3790330343093076912&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/3790330343093076912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/3790330343093076912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/2008/10/hubbys-future-present.html' title='~hubby&apos;s future present~'/><author><name>Faridatul Bariza Binti Md Nasir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03806844526406586261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K-droQCBjwA/TY0Sde023ZI/AAAAAAAAAhw/81szUoQualU/s220/Image1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SO8EhudtXUI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/og8y1OoyRwo/s72-c/topi+pumpkin+patch.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5993568258289111352.post-5064522231558522872</id><published>2008-10-09T15:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T15:54:33.222+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~Me and Raya~</title><content type='html'>About last night, me, wan, mak(mother in law), sitti and biena went to this open house belonging to mak’s friend’s house auntie yatie for &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Hari Raya. There were many people as it was a grand open house together with one of auntie yatie’s daughter’s birthday (Anis). I really enjoyed the night because I ate rather a lot of food and the food was absolutely delicious. If I was not pregnant I tell you, I would have walked back and forth non stop to the buffet table. Foods that I ate was slices of lamb, kuew teaw(topped up twice..hehe), 5 mini popia, salad, a little bit of rojak buah, tauhu bakar, fruits, 2 mini plates of kuih raya, and air batu campur. Quite a lot huh. Yeah I know. I was really hungry that night. What surprises me was I ate a lot plus when we got home I still felt hungry. I don’t know why. I guess it’s true when people say pregnant woman do eat a lot and put on a lot of weight. Phew, I guess I’m lucky that I’m small build and if I do put on some weight people barely notice it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5993568258289111352-5064522231558522872?l=faridcheeky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/feeds/5064522231558522872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5993568258289111352&amp;postID=5064522231558522872&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/5064522231558522872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/5064522231558522872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/2008/10/me-and-raya.html' title='~Me and Raya~'/><author><name>Faridatul Bariza Binti Md Nasir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03806844526406586261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K-droQCBjwA/TY0Sde023ZI/AAAAAAAAAhw/81szUoQualU/s220/Image1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5993568258289111352.post-1034288511121177807</id><published>2008-10-07T13:56:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T22:25:14.794+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Darah Nifas and mandi Wiladah</title><content type='html'>Me and hubby are now counting the days for my delivery. We are excited to see our baby but at the same time we are scared that the baby might come out earlier than expected this is due to me having contractions more than usual plus I'm getting weaker by the day. I easily get tired from doing house chores even. I'm grateful to my husband as he helps me around the house and even cooking during days that I could not get up. My breathing problem is getting worse which is not helping. Maybe i need to rest a lot more. I hate the feeling not beeing able do anything around the house and just watch hubby cook sometimes. Kesian pulak kat die, die pon penat jugak. Anyway , today's entry I would like to talk about darah nifas and mandi wiladah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I said before that my due date is just around the corner and what is running through my head right now are things like darah nifas(darah ibu bersalin), mandi nifas and also mandi wiladah(mandi kerana bersalin).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because this is my first pregnancy and i have no experience at all i just google up these topic on the net and this is what i understand from it. if there are anything that i state in this entry that is untrue please2 do correct me and for others who is also like me do not take this entry as a guide for you. please do refer to other sources that is more reliable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first thing is darah &lt;a href="http://www.hafizfirdaus.com/ebook/DarahWanita/enam.htm"&gt;Nifas&lt;/a&gt;. What I understand is that this darah nifas comes out from a womens womb within 15 days after the women have given birth. The blood can come out until 60 days after giving birth. That's the &lt;a href="http://ilmudanulamak.blogspot.com/2008/09/tempoh-nifas.html"&gt;maximum period&lt;/a&gt;. If blood comes out from the womb 15 days after giving birth than this blood is no longger called nifas. It is just haid(the normal period women have).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I don't know or rather I have not found out yet is the hukum for women during nifas period. What they can and can't do. Is it the same as women who is on haid? i mean they can't pray and fast or they can do all of this things but just clean up the blood first then pray?. If anyone has answers for this please do tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then comes mandi nifas. Mandi nifas is just that women have to mandi after all the darah nifas has dried up. It's like mandi after haid basicly. Mandi wajib.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mandi &lt;a href="http://ilmudanulamak.blogspot.com/2008/07/mandi-wiladah.html"&gt;Wiladah&lt;/a&gt; is another thing. Every women who have just given birth or gone through miscarriage should mandi wiladah but the again it depends on whether after giving birth. If darah nifas comes out then the person only need to do this mandi after the blood dried up. Meaning mandi wajib sekali jer la kan. Ni saje byk pulak terms. I think. But if i'm wrong please do correct me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is all that i know now. I need to read up more and also ask around regarding this topic plus the hukum. Tak nak la nanti salah buat ke ape kan. If you do have any extra information that you can share with me please do share k. Jangan kedekut ilmu. Tak baik tau..hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smile Alwayz =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5993568258289111352-1034288511121177807?l=faridcheeky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/feeds/1034288511121177807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5993568258289111352&amp;postID=1034288511121177807&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/1034288511121177807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/1034288511121177807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/2008/10/darah-nifas-and-mandi-wiladah.html' title='Darah Nifas and mandi Wiladah'/><author><name>Faridatul Bariza Binti Md Nasir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03806844526406586261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K-droQCBjwA/TY0Sde023ZI/AAAAAAAAAhw/81szUoQualU/s220/Image1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5993568258289111352.post-5510468471413517703</id><published>2008-09-29T13:14:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T14:12:27.849+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~SeLaMaT HaRi Raya to ALL!!~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SOBvCPCixWI/AAAAAAAAAG4/F8HOfqbUkZo/s1600-h/raya.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SOBvCPCixWI/AAAAAAAAAG4/F8HOfqbUkZo/s320/raya.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251319249701619042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year's Hari Raya celebration is different from the other Hari Raya celebrations before this because I'll be celebrating the morning of the first day of Hari Raya with my husband at our home in Kelana Jaya...just the two of us..but after 'Eid prayer we'll go and visit his side of the family as my family are all in Pahang and I could not travel that far for fear that I might deliver my child on the way..so as precaution we decided to stay here in Selangor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I might feel sad the first day of Hari Raya I wouldn't be able to raya with my family as usual but at the same time I'm happy as well as I'm celebrating the very first raya with my new family and I'm certain next year will be the best Hari Raya ever as my baby is there with us and we will be sure going back to kampung..insya'allah...jumpe tokbah, maktok, tokki and moyang(kat Rompin tu)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Hari Raya I might..u see MIGHT not in the Hari mood yet because I'll only take one day leave that is on Friday(3/10/2008) and I have to work on the Saturday plus I won't be seeing my parents until next week, deep inside I feel sad but I'll try not to show it and plus I'm also happy at the same time..u see it's all confusing..yeah I know but that's how I feel right now..the thing is you can't have everything you want rite..You just have to be positive and be thankful with what you have right now..One thing for a fact is that I'm better off than others because i have my loving husband and my family in laws celebrating this Raya..I am grateful at that..there are other people out there who celebrate Hari Raya without having their family members to share the moment at all..I'm still lucky that I have a family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SOBw8GIWh2I/AAAAAAAAAHA/HzrIrig1ZIo/s1600-h/tart+nenas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SOBw8GIWh2I/AAAAAAAAAHA/HzrIrig1ZIo/s320/tart+nenas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251321343254103906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Although i am confused with how i feel about this hari raya and i know as well that deep inside i'm happy, i'm still looking forward to this raya with my new family...can't wait for it..meeting hubby's family members which I never met before..this should be interesting...hehe.. I also can't wait to eat kuih raya..especiallt tart nenas..nyum2..my favourite kuih of all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So a note to self..'Bersyukur lah dengan ape yang ada, jangan byk mengeluh..ade org yang lebih susah dari kite..jangan sesekali sedih dengan ape yang kita ada sesungguhnya keadaan itu boleh menjadi lagi buruk dari sedia kala..and again bersyukur lah ye...'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To All my family members and friends out there, Selamat Hari Raya Maaf Zahir Batin from me n hubby..sesiape yang blk kampung tue drive leklok ye termasuk lah my parents and siblings yang blk ke kampung today, Sorry xdapat nk join balik kampung this year..next year ye together with our new baby..Insya'allah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owh another thing.. today, I received 'duit raya' from the company i'm working for,  maybe because from ground flour to the fifth floor of this office i'm the only malay and the rest are chinese..thanks a lot to them..really appreciate it..hehe..alhamdullillah..ingat dah besor n bakal jadi mak org xdapt dah duit raya..rupenye dapat lagi..hikhik.. saje nak cakap buat kawan2 kat luar sane jelez...hee..jangan marah..mintak ampun banyak2 ye!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SOBxgt8zVrI/AAAAAAAAAHI/s_xi-04lB-I/s1600-h/1101.+Tegur.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SOBxgt8zVrI/AAAAAAAAAHI/s_xi-04lB-I/s320/1101.+Tegur.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251321972418369202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smile Alwayz =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5993568258289111352-5510468471413517703?l=faridcheeky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/feeds/5510468471413517703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5993568258289111352&amp;postID=5510468471413517703&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/5510468471413517703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/5510468471413517703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/2008/09/selamat-hari-raya-to-all.html' title='~SeLaMaT HaRi Raya to ALL!!~'/><author><name>Faridatul Bariza Binti Md Nasir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03806844526406586261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K-droQCBjwA/TY0Sde023ZI/AAAAAAAAAhw/81szUoQualU/s220/Image1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SOBvCPCixWI/AAAAAAAAAG4/F8HOfqbUkZo/s72-c/raya.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5993568258289111352.post-8731361180170428067</id><published>2008-09-19T10:07:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T11:10:42.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memilih Set Bersalin..yang mana satu ye?..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SNmsqEwPSII/AAAAAAAAAGg/leoQYUtWJRw/s1600-h/amway.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SNmsqEwPSII/AAAAAAAAAGg/leoQYUtWJRw/s200/amway.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249416679507576962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Senang kate ade sahaja benda yang hendak difikirkan manusia ni..ada sahaja benda yang merunsingkan..sejak saya mengandung ni ade sahaja benda nak search on the web..mula2 obses sangat dengan breastfeeding dan pump susu so join la susuibu.com, lepas dah bosan bab tu saya berpindah kepada cloth diapers, ni pon saya ade join forum diapersasia.com..lepas tue dah bosan lagi move on kepada jenis botol susu plak..mane yang bagus..BPA free or beli botol kaca jer terus and dok survey2 jenama botol yang safe utk anak..dah jelak membace pasal jenis botol move on kepada baby sling/pouch pulak macam berminat dengan baby sling/pouch ni (tp mum and hubby xencourage sgt beli baby pouch/sling ni).. ha sekarang sibok pulak dengan memilih set bersalin yang terbaik..banyak sangat product 0ut there to choose from..nak bace setiap review memang penat la kan sebab terlalu banyak and people guna set yang berlainan mengikut kesesuaian badan masing-masing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SNmsxisWdrI/AAAAAAAAAGo/74f1gC-asSU/s1600-h/leesa+confinemum.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SNmsxisWdrI/AAAAAAAAAGo/74f1gC-asSU/s200/leesa+confinemum.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249416807803418290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Antara set yang telah saya survey dan tengok - tengok adalah set bersalin Ammy Salindah, Tropical Herbs Amway, Mustika ratu, Leesa formula - confinemum dan Nona Roguy. Mind you that set bersalin ni semua over RM200..huhue..tue yang kene fikir panjang tu mane yang patut beli dan yang terbaik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setelah banyak buat survey dan sebagainya saya rasa saya akan cuba set bersalin Tropical Herbs Amway ni..apa yang buat saya tertarik dengan set ini adalah adanya herba - herba untuk meransangkan susu ibu.. disebabkan saya hendak fully breast feed anak sulung saya nanti saya rase benda ni perlu supaya cukup stok susu untuk anak...plus set ni easier to consume compared tu salindah yang banyak sangat jenis nye sampai boleh keliru kot..hehe..then ade set Leesa formula(my mum yg recommend).&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SNms9hY17dI/AAAAAAAAAGw/TihJFt670Sg/s1600-h/mustika+ratu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SNms9hY17dI/AAAAAAAAAGw/TihJFt670Sg/s200/mustika+ratu.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249417013611589074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Set ni mahal sikit, RM350, mungkin akan try lepas bersalinkan anak kedua nanti insya'allah. Set mustika ratu pula dikata kan panas dan tidak elok bagi ibu yang hendak menyusukan anaknye kelak. "Kesian kat anak tu," ni mak saya yang cakap la sebab dulu2 die gune set mustika ratu ni and anak-anak die tak minum susu ibu lama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now dah confirm untuk beli set bersalin amway setelah saya dan suami berbincang dengan terperinci dari segi aspek penggunaannya dan harganya(ni penting ni..hubby financial controller..hehe) kami telah membuat keputusan untuk membeli set bersalin amway ni selasa depan just before raya..punya la bersemangat siap ambil cuti half day lagi..hehe..xpe2 demi bakal anak yang tercinta..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smile ALways =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5993568258289111352-8731361180170428067?l=faridcheeky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/feeds/8731361180170428067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5993568258289111352&amp;postID=8731361180170428067&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/8731361180170428067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/8731361180170428067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/2008/09/one-after-another.html' title='Memilih Set Bersalin..yang mana satu ye?..'/><author><name>Faridatul Bariza Binti Md Nasir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03806844526406586261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K-droQCBjwA/TY0Sde023ZI/AAAAAAAAAhw/81szUoQualU/s220/Image1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SNmsqEwPSII/AAAAAAAAAGg/leoQYUtWJRw/s72-c/amway.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5993568258289111352.post-824236497093973492</id><published>2008-09-18T10:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T15:44:48.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just daily things</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SNIFm-_eJDI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/A6sBUx2y1gE/s1600-h/happy+house.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SNIFm-_eJDI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/A6sBUx2y1gE/s200/happy+house.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247262683142431794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; be writing about my thoughts and also what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; been up to lately, and today &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; start off writing about&lt;/span&gt; foods that i can't eat because i don't want to harm my child but at the same time &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; craving for it(talking about junk food)..huu..i have to be patient for 3 months plus or so. but then sinceI want to breast feed my baby exclusively i can't eat just about anything either because it will effect my breast milk and still i have to be patient for another 2 years..huu..that is if &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; not pregnant for my second child, if i am pregnant then i still have to restrain myself from eating junk food..i had thought about this for a long time and i think by the age of 45, only then i can eat whatever unhealthy things i want to eat..but then again at that age &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; prone to have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;diabetes&lt;/span&gt;, obesity and such since my family have a history of these disease. the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;conclusion&lt;/span&gt; is that i or rather we can't always eat the things that we desire too much because we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;might&lt;/span&gt; end up falling sick and also live an unhealthy life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The things that i want to eat at this moment are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;maggi&lt;/span&gt; curry, lays (and also other &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;jajan&lt;/span&gt; out there), and drink coke. I guess that's it..hehe..not that many huh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on, since i and hubby just got married and we're trying really hard to build up our lives from scratch we have to save a lot of money for the baby and also for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;furniture&lt;/span&gt; for our new home. we have been quite lucky really as we have survived for two months now on our own and i really am grateful for that. Up to now the things we have in our living room and dining room are a dining table with six stools, two carpets and a television(yea!..thanks to my MIL) . Now that we're in the month of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;ramadhan&lt;/span&gt; we do get to save a little bit because we only ate one meal a day and sometimes we either go back to my mums house or to my mother in law's house to break our fast. we do go to the bazaar everyday after work, only to buy some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;kuih&lt;/span&gt; for RM 2 and also a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;lauk&lt;/span&gt; for only RM 1, that's all. when we reach home &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; be busy cooking rice and another &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;lauk&lt;/span&gt; with chicken. what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; trying to say is that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;even though&lt;/span&gt; we only spend a little but still we have a little to spare and still we survived..until now we still don't have any extra money for our savings..guess we'll have to wait for a few months before we start saving for our future..I really can't wait for this months salary, we're going to use it to buy a TV cabinet(yes, at the moment the TV is on the floor) and some stuff for the newborn. Really can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SNIGS9yqz1I/AAAAAAAAAGY/qUvW87cdNwE/s1600-h/kampung.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SNIGS9yqz1I/AAAAAAAAAGY/qUvW87cdNwE/s200/kampung.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247263438734544722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; working in a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Chinese&lt;/span&gt; company i don't get a bonus for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;hari&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;raya&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;(huu) but maybe i'll get a bonus on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt; chinese new year..yippeee&lt;/span&gt;..since we don't have any extra money for this hari raya me and hubby decided not to go back to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;kampung&lt;/span&gt; this year..I really am sad that we couldn't go back but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;insya'allah&lt;/span&gt; by next year we can afford to do it plus it will be more meaningful because it'll be our first raya together with our baby..this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;raya&lt;/span&gt; we're thinking of inviting some friends over..the third &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;saturday&lt;/span&gt; of October maybe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for buying baby stuffs me and hubby decided to buy something that have quality and at the same time we can afford it..and yes we ended up buying things online which is second hand items and there are some that is new..so as for now &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; addicted to shopping online..it saves the hassle really compared to going to the mall, as my baby  is getting heavier by the day I can't neither walk a long distant nor stand up for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till next time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smile Always! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5993568258289111352-824236497093973492?l=faridcheeky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/feeds/824236497093973492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5993568258289111352&amp;postID=824236497093973492&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/824236497093973492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/824236497093973492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/2008/09/just-daily-thing.html' title='Just daily things'/><author><name>Faridatul Bariza Binti Md Nasir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03806844526406586261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K-droQCBjwA/TY0Sde023ZI/AAAAAAAAAhw/81szUoQualU/s220/Image1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SNIFm-_eJDI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/A6sBUx2y1gE/s72-c/happy+house.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5993568258289111352.post-4001788679542031771</id><published>2008-09-12T11:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T13:31:04.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Soo funny!! well it felt funny</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SMn-g5YPvyI/AAAAAAAAAGI/Gv4Od1Ly5R8/s1600-h/baby+fart.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SMn-g5YPvyI/AAAAAAAAAGI/Gv4Od1Ly5R8/s200/baby+fart.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245003082161438498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday after breaking our fast with a doughnut and roti jala, as usual me and hubby did the maghrib prayer together. As we were in our first rakaat i felt this funny vibration in my tummy, at first i thought my hand phone vibrated but when i think back why would i have my phone with me while i'm praying and then it happened for the second time. It feels like u have bubbles of air inside your tummy and this is a different feeling from if you have a bad indigestion. Only then i remembered what i've read in the books about babies development at this stage. guess what? it was my baby's first fart. hee. It was quite funny i wanted to laugh but couldn't as i was still praying so i ignored it..hehe..funny isn't it..xsenonoh la baby kacau ummi nk solat..kentut plak die..hikhik...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5993568258289111352-4001788679542031771?l=faridcheeky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/feeds/4001788679542031771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5993568258289111352&amp;postID=4001788679542031771&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/4001788679542031771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/4001788679542031771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/2008/09/soo-funny-well-it-felt-funny.html' title='Soo funny!! well it felt funny'/><author><name>Faridatul Bariza Binti Md Nasir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03806844526406586261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K-droQCBjwA/TY0Sde023ZI/AAAAAAAAAhw/81szUoQualU/s220/Image1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SMn-g5YPvyI/AAAAAAAAAGI/Gv4Od1Ly5R8/s72-c/baby+fart.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5993568258289111352.post-5510761866629099143</id><published>2008-09-11T09:08:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T11:52:03.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~Baby's wishlist~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SMnkUMl8kUI/AAAAAAAAAFo/hhzcIdgw4SU/s1600-h/mam.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SMnkUMl8kUI/AAAAAAAAAFo/hhzcIdgw4SU/s200/mam.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244974276678553922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the things we need for our new born child(i think that we need these things some maybe are less important than others). Things that i have been thinking about for a while and gives me a head ache at times . It's normal for a first time mother to worry about things that they need to buy for their new born for example what types of clothes I need to buy, diapers, bottles and the brands out there..owh my gosh!..there are so many and I don't know how to choose ..even choosing a baby bottle causes a lot of hassle because of the awareness about the plastics that the manufacturers use for bottles, there are some that can be harmful to babies and bottles that are BPA free are said to be safe for babies..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SMnmnVcZnaI/AAAAAAAAAFw/KtoieZK067k/s1600-h/cloth+diapers.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SMnmnVcZnaI/AAAAAAAAAFw/KtoieZK067k/s200/cloth+diapers.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244976804495203746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then comes the diapers, since hubby n I care for the environment we've decided to use cloth diapers instead of disposable. Cloth diapers too have a lot of types and brands out there to choose from. Now that we are in the new era, cloth diapers have improved soo much and it's not like the ones our mother used to use on us when we were little. It is more easier to use.&lt;br /&gt;Ok enough babling about cloth diapers I'll move on to the things we need for our baby.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SMhzT0FrdWI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/CKnaPjac5xs/s1600-h/check+list1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SMhzT0FrdWI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/CKnaPjac5xs/s400/check+list1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244568550310114658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SMh9aDXGPbI/AAAAAAAAAFg/zYKJP3HSfJI/s1600-h/Check+list2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SMh9aDXGPbI/AAAAAAAAAFg/zYKJP3HSfJI/s400/Check+list2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244579652605197746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SMnm8-wcoPI/AAAAAAAAAGA/H0kaZmqjTrk/s1600-h/zapp.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SMnm8-wcoPI/AAAAAAAAAGA/H0kaZmqjTrk/s200/zapp.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244977176362393842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SMnmxYjpEII/AAAAAAAAAF4/lzDV6oSm6u0/s1600-h/baby+bjorn.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SMnmxYjpEII/AAAAAAAAAF4/lzDV6oSm6u0/s200/baby+bjorn.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244976977129574530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The checked ones are the things we already have and the rest we're thinking of buying it with our next month's salary. I think the things that we need I've listed them all down. If i missed something out please do tell me so i can include them in our shopping list.&lt;br /&gt;That will be all from me today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smile always =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5993568258289111352-5510761866629099143?l=faridcheeky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/feeds/5510761866629099143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5993568258289111352&amp;postID=5510761866629099143&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/5510761866629099143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/5510761866629099143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/2008/09/these-are-things-we-need-for-our-new.html' title='~Baby&apos;s wishlist~'/><author><name>Faridatul Bariza Binti Md Nasir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03806844526406586261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K-droQCBjwA/TY0Sde023ZI/AAAAAAAAAhw/81szUoQualU/s220/Image1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SMnkUMl8kUI/AAAAAAAAAFo/hhzcIdgw4SU/s72-c/mam.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5993568258289111352.post-311789203807642667</id><published>2008-09-09T08:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T09:22:00.222+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How did we get this far...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SMXtxvKv7YI/AAAAAAAAACA/j1EFdRIwsQ8/s1600-h/thinking.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SMXtxvKv7YI/AAAAAAAAACA/j1EFdRIwsQ8/s200/thinking.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243858779873734018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yet again this was a question that my hubby asked me last Sunday..and it took me a day to answer such question..it was not that difficult to answer but it made me think..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so the answer is simple.. it is because we have each other that we ended up here today..sure we don't live in a luxurious home and have complete furniture in the house but the most important thing is that we have each other and that's all that we need to move forward with our life from now on..without each other we would have a different life all together and believe me it would not be as beautiful as it is now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SMchHevIwxI/AAAAAAAAADQ/trU2_bFyAOM/s1600-h/baby.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SMchHevIwxI/AAAAAAAAADQ/trU2_bFyAOM/s200/baby.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244196703489803026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now the baby is on the way, our lives will be more complete with the existence of this baby in two months time.. insya'allah.. pray for us..and thanks to all of my friends for their support..and also many2 thanks to those who wants to buy gifts for our future baby..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what i'm trying to say is that having the one you love soo much beside you can make a lot of things possible in life..things that you don't expect to get or places you don't expect to be in such a short time.. the one you love, in my case would be my husband will always make you happy and drive you to be a better person..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is just a short entry by me this time...better continue with my work..hehe..till next time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smile Alwayz.. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5993568258289111352-311789203807642667?l=faridcheeky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/feeds/311789203807642667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5993568258289111352&amp;postID=311789203807642667&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/311789203807642667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/311789203807642667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/2008/09/how-did-we-get-this-far.html' title='How did we get this far...'/><author><name>Faridatul Bariza Binti Md Nasir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03806844526406586261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K-droQCBjwA/TY0Sde023ZI/AAAAAAAAAhw/81szUoQualU/s220/Image1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gq5E78CpVww/SMXtxvKv7YI/AAAAAAAAACA/j1EFdRIwsQ8/s72-c/thinking.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5993568258289111352.post-9187897210178758732</id><published>2008-09-06T12:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T12:04:06.574+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A letter of appreciation to my dearest husband…</title><content type='html'>Thank you for always wanting to help me around the house with the house chores even though I know that u are tired with working the whole day..Thank you for being strong for me on the days that I feel like quitting. All the thanks for scolding me for the things that I done wrong and believe me I deserve it to make me realize and not to repeat it in the future and if I do repeat it you kept on reminding me..you will always be my soul mate where you understand every angle of me..even though sometimes you’re tired of comforting me(I can see from your face) at times when I cry for every little thing(pregnancy hormones) but you still pulled through and always patient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     I know that you’ve always sacrificed a lot of your time and money for me…what really hurts me is when I know I’ve disappoint you many times and yet not realize my mistakes..sometimes I say thing that I did not mean and ended up hurting you..not that I did it on purpose but at times I act before thinking the consequences first..i really am sorry for that and hope you forgive me(I know u have). I really appreciate your sacrifices even before our marriage where you only ate bread and soup for breaking your fast and also for sahur, sell your car just to save money for our marriage.. I know you tried hard and you sacrificed a lot for me and I really appreciate it..believe me I can’t do as much as you did but I’ll try my very best not to disappoint you anymore... I always feel stupid and unworthy every time I hurt your feelings..believe me if I can turn back the time I would.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Every time when you sleep I will watch you and deep down inside me I really feel sad and tears will run down my cheeks thinking that I’ve never done enough for you and I always have to double my efforts next time..i don’t know how I have the heart to hurt you.. not that I did it o purpose or anything..but then again sometimes people tend to act without thinking especially when they are angry or upset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Just know that I will always love you from the bottom of my heart and will not disappoint you in the future as I’ve always did, I want to improve myself but at times it’s just difficult..my stubbornness will always hold me back from improving..i really am sorry..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      Thank you for being soo supportive of everything I do and for wanting me to have the best in life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my unborn child, always listen to your father as he knows what’s best for you. Do not be as stubborn as your mother otherwise you will end up regretting it..and at that time you know that it’s too late to repair all the damages that you’ve done..your father is the greatest father you could ever have in this world..i know this as he cares for you from when you aren’t born yet..just know that he went through a lot for you to live a pleasant life in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smile Alwayz! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5993568258289111352-9187897210178758732?l=faridcheeky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/feeds/9187897210178758732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5993568258289111352&amp;postID=9187897210178758732&amp;isPopup=true' title='76 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/9187897210178758732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/9187897210178758732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/2008/09/letter-of-appreciation-to-my-dearest.html' title='A letter of appreciation to my dearest husband…'/><author><name>Faridatul Bariza Binti Md Nasir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03806844526406586261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K-droQCBjwA/TY0Sde023ZI/AAAAAAAAAhw/81szUoQualU/s220/Image1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>76</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5993568258289111352.post-13148460316546531</id><published>2008-09-06T12:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T12:03:22.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This time last year…</title><content type='html'>Have you ever think back on how your life was in the past at this time but last year?...well I have since I hubby suddenly ask me about my situation last year and how I was then compared to now. Last year around this time of the year I have just started my semester in IIUM. It was my final semester. Quite sad because I know that my life will change after graduating from IIUM. Same as the other students who was in their last semester at that time, we worry about the same thing which is finding a great job that suits them. At that time I still don’t know what to be or what kind or job that suits me. Most of my friends already know where they’re heading but I don’t. So moving on, because at that time I was single and available thinking about marriage is far off. I targeted to get married by the time I’m 25 years and above. You know the typical dream for anyone is to work on their career first , save money, buy a car and a house after that get married. Well that was my dream. After breaking up with the one I really love and cared about at the time I did not think about guys anymore. I just want to focus on my career.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      So what did I do this time last year? A lot really, because I no longer have that special someone I socialize more meaning I mingle around with a lot of people and so a lot of interesting stuff. Things I had never done before. I’m not proud of it but at least I had the experience of doing it. I did all of this because I think at that time I was trying to forget that someone and to get over him I needed something to distract me from thinking about him. chill…I didn’t do anything bad just went out wit some friends at night that’s all and also I had fun during our trip to Langkawi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all began from taaruf really, I get to know a lot of other people and I had fun hanging out with them. I decided not to just stick wit the old friends but instead broaden the horizon. Some of these people I knew them from the past but not close with them but i just know their names and that’s about it. during our induction course for taaruf I spend most of my time with them and we had fun. We would do a lot of crazy stuff and at the same time we couldn’t careless what out people want to say about us nor what they think about us and I also met a lot of guy friends from kulliyyah of engineering. I never thought that we end up so close but we did and they were nice guys too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      One week into the semester me n my friends went to Langkawi Island. This was all planned out months ago. We called it our graduation trip. I ready had fun, because we had done a lot of thing on the island like going island hopping, shopping(typical thing to do in Langkawi) and just laze around on the beach. What made it even more memorable is that I went on the trip with my closest friends which I really cared about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      Weeks after the trip there was this colloquium event in IIUM. Once again I work with a lot of taaruf people. It as during this period that my hubby decided to keep in touch with me again..i was really happy this time but also sad because we were at that time just friends and I don’t know how to react..it took me a day to reply back his message. Anyway, after the event me and my so called new gang decided to go out to putrajaya because two of my friends never went to Putrajaya before. So the six of us decided to go just to hang around. 2 guys and 4 gals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      Aikol Explorace was the next event that I joined. So in my team was me, zoora, apar and syed. We tried really hard during the race running around to find clues but we didn’t win. At the end of the day this didn’t matter at all. All we know is that we had fun and that was enough. After the event we all went to my house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      I also joined the merdeka convoi to Kuantan..really had a great time…went with my friends..we drove all the way to kuantan and all the way back..just for the 50th merdeka celebration organized by UIA. All in all it was all fun and I would love to do it again..if my husband allows me to do so..hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      Then like any other year it was convest (convocation fiesta) time.. as always we students were forced to go to convest hill for our meals because the cafeteria at our mahallah is closed. It was around this time that me n wan(hubby) really got close to each other…we often go out together for our meals and when we have the chance we will meet and etc..this is what the Malays would say “cinta mula berputik kembali” hikhik..(malu pulak nak tulis)..and the result of this we ended getting married and I am now pregnant with our first child..I really am happy now because the man i love will always be here for me..no matter what happens in the future we will go through it together thick and thin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE END..happy ending eh..typical..ahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NoTE:- i wrote this a few monts ago but never had the chance to finish it..hehe..so it's a little bit back dated..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SMiLE ALwaYS!  =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5993568258289111352-13148460316546531?l=faridcheeky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/feeds/13148460316546531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5993568258289111352&amp;postID=13148460316546531&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/13148460316546531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/13148460316546531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/2008/09/this-time-last-year.html' title='This time last year…'/><author><name>Faridatul Bariza Binti Md Nasir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03806844526406586261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K-droQCBjwA/TY0Sde023ZI/AAAAAAAAAhw/81szUoQualU/s220/Image1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5993568258289111352.post-2529296382849619815</id><published>2008-09-06T12:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T12:02:37.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 months to go!!</title><content type='html'>Yup..from the title i'm 7 months pregnant now..you people must wonder how i'm feeling..hehe..the truth is that i'm very scared as i'm coming closer to my labour day..i don't know what to expect and also how to face it when it comes..all i know is that i want my hubby beside me when the day comes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and hubby kind off expecting the baby to come out earlier than the due date that the doctor's given me. It is all because of my huge belly..it's getting bigger by the day and heavier too.. i'm having false contractions(contractions that happen in the third trimester) everyday..it does hurt but then it only last for a minute or two so it's still ok..these false contractions will occur everyday and the gap between the contractions you had before will come closer(i don't know if you understand me..senang kate makin nak labor makin kerap la dapat these contractions)..hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that i'm in my third trimester there is a lot of changes that i go through..first is that my skin is softer, secondly, my hair is not as oily as it use to be, thirdly i have these skin allergies..i read at some forums about this and they say it is normal for a pregnant lady to have this rashes on their hands and feet mainly..others start from their stretch marks but i only have it at my hands and feet especially around the fingers and toes ..this rashes will be gone after labour (which is another 2 months..and i'm not allowed to scratch..huhue)..so i dun have to worry about this..but the itchiness is soo unbearable..all i can do is just to put on some cream..that's all..other than that bersabar banyak2..hehe..fourthly, my feet will swell really bad if i walk and stand too much. sometimes at home when i need to cook i will sit on a chair(u know the ones in the office that have rollers) and roll with it from one place to another..hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah i know it's been ages since my last entry, this is because i'm too lazy to write and also too busy at times..hehe..most of the time i read up things from forums about pregnancy and also search for baby items online..some things that i've bought online is cloth diapers and a baby carrier..maybe i'll buy the cute baby costume that hubby wants next month..hehe(because it is my first time pregnant me and hubby are all excited about it..normal huh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smile Alwayz! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5993568258289111352-2529296382849619815?l=faridcheeky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/feeds/2529296382849619815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5993568258289111352&amp;postID=2529296382849619815&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/2529296382849619815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/2529296382849619815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/2008/09/2-months-to-go.html' title='2 months to go!!'/><author><name>Faridatul Bariza Binti Md Nasir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03806844526406586261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K-droQCBjwA/TY0Sde023ZI/AAAAAAAAAhw/81szUoQualU/s220/Image1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5993568258289111352.post-2186249015055920402</id><published>2008-09-06T12:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T12:01:44.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My pregnancy..</title><content type='html'>As you all know that I’m now 6 months pregnant. Being pregnant is not easy but at the end of the day we all know that we can cope with it and also we will get a reward which is giving birth to another human being. I’m writing today just to share my experience as a first time pregnant woman. How it feels like to be pregnant, the excitement, the pain and all those other things people experience when they are pregnant. Sure different people experience different things but this is my story that I would like to share with all my beloved friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     First stage, finding out I’m pregnant. This part I was quite surprised when I first found out. Me n my brothers, yes I dragged my brothers along with me to the pharmacy to buy that pregnancy test kit. I felt a little bit embarrassed at that time but I needed to know my state as I was applying for a job. Anyway, skip to the time when I found out about my pregnancy. The first person I told was obviously my husband then I told my family (as I was living with them at that time). The time when I told my husband, he was not at home, he was in UIA but I know the second I told him the news he was really happy and knowing that he would soon be a daddy made him happier because he totally love children (I can see this from the way he treats his nephews).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Early stage of pregnancy is very crucial as the old people would say it. I have to be careful and I can’t carry heavy stuff as the seed planted in me is not yet secure (referring to what the old people use to say again). To me everything done has to be in slow motion, u can’t do this n that.huh.do u know how it feels? Everything u do and say is being controlled. Owh, I’m totally exaggerating. It’s really not that bad. The more you go into this stage of your life the more u learn and understand why people do this and this when they are pregnant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     First three months not much change. My body still looks the same well everything’s just the same really. I only vomited like 3 times during these first three months. Not that bad huh considering many people vomit throughout their pregnancy. Actually, I don’t know how to vomit by my self. I need my husband’s help by messaging my back and my neck area so that it would be easier for me to vomit it all out. Thank God he was always there with me when I needed him. Without his help I can’t do anything, I would just lie down and hope for that feeling to go away. Sometimes I even cry because it hurts soo bad that I can’t do anything about it but just be patient. The first visit to the doctor was the best moment during these first three months. We went to Az-zahrah clinic in Bangi, the doctor scanned my belly and we saw this little cute fetus. I was soo overjoyed and I had tears in my eyes as I never thought that I would be carrying this tiny living thing inside me that soon. I can see my husband’s big smile as he too was really happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     The fourth month, the bump is a little bit visible but people still wouldn’t know that I’m pregnant if they saw me..as you all know I have a small figure and my weight only went up by one or two kg at that time my weight was 38kg. Still ok huh. Emotionally I would say I’m unstable as I would cry for no reason at all and also I would be so sensitive that anything people say would hurt me..oh my god the crying part was the most horrible experience ever..I just could not stop until I’m tired and I would just go to sleep in tears. During this time I felt sorry for my husband having to face all of this. He is really a great husband I would say as he did a lot of things for me and he had tolerated a lot with me. We also talked to the baby whenever we have the chance to. So that the baby would be familiar with our voices. I love seeing my hubby rubbing my belly while talking to the baby. The feeling I can not describe..a mixture really. I feel happy, ‘terharu’ is what the Malays would say. Because the way he speaks with soo much passion and love, I can feel it everytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     The fifth month, emotionally I’m better than the month before. I dun cry anymore it’s only my body is starting to feel the pain now. My back aches if I stand or sit for a long time, I can no longer stand for a long time either as my legs will start to feel the pain because of my weight and also at nights before going to sleep I will have that feeling of having difficulties in breathing this makes it more difficult for me to go to bed. Everyday I have to eat something that I don’t like which is kerang, hati ayam, paru and all the other food that is suppose to increase my blood count. Before going to sleep I have to take those supplement pills, you know the ones that pregnant woman take for the baby. I hated taking pills but I have to because you know why, everything I sacrificed now will be for the future baby. At this stage also I can feel my baby kick or move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Now I’m in the sixth month of pregnancy. I’m still having difficulties in breathing at night that is why now I have to see a physician and I also have to use the inhaler to help me breathe. The physician said the cause of it was that I’m not pumping in a lot of oxygen as I’m suppose to for the growth of the baby, and this part scares me. I don’t want my baby not growing healthily inside me. But now slowly this difficulties in breathing is fading away I don’t feel as bad as the past months. The medication that the doctor gave me really helped. I have to take extra calcium as I always get leg cramps. Every night I would have bad dreams and when the morning comes my body feels really exhausted from not having enough rest and then I have to get ready for work and back at home around 6p.m everyday. It is really tiring but I have to cope with it and be strong that’s what my husband always says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Owh and if you see me now don’t be surprised to see that huge bump on my belly. It’s getting bigger and heavier. Whatever I wear I tummy will still be visible and also my baby is getting more stronger by the day, he or she likes to move a lot..sometimes it’s non stop..i always wondered what the baby is doing. At times I can feel the baby’s heart beat usually when the baby moves a lot and then the heart wants to pump in more oxygen for the baby..it is because the baby move too much that sometimes I feel tired as if I had done a marathon, my heart also beats faster than normal..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     This is my daily routine from Monday until Friday. In the morning I would wake up around 6 o’clock, take a shower and do the usuals that people do while in the toilet, then get dressed after that solat subuh with hubby. After solat I would go down stairs to prepare breakfast. The usual toast bread with butter and jam. Eat breakfast with hubby, mak(mother in law) and biena(our nephew) and around 6.50 am of to work. First my husband will drive to his workplace which is in mont kiara, we usually arrive there at 7.30a.m then from there I drive myself to work at Bandar Tasik Selatan and I usually arrive by 7.50a.m. I usually have to wait in the car for a while as my office hours starts at 8.30a.m but still I have to arrive early because of the parking. If I’m late I will not get the free parking and instead pay RM4 for the parking which is really costly. We can’t afford to waste money like that. My office hour ends at 4.30pm. around that time I’ll be off to Mont Kiara and pick my hubby. But every time I arrive At SC (securities commission – my hubby’s workplace) I will do the asar prayer first then go home because his office hour does not end until 5.15pm. I have to wait for him at times which is tiring, the waiting part is tiring because of my condition but when I see his smiling face coming out from the office my heart melts and I don’t feel that tired anymore.heh..anyway, I would reach home between 6pm and 6.30pm depending on the traffic rest for a while then take a bathe, do the maghrib prayer go downstairs for dinner and watch tv, do isya’ prayer and go to bed at 10.30pm..you see this is my daily routine..evryday it’s the same thing..boring and kinda tiring..plus on Sundays I have to go to work but only half day but still it is soo tiring plus i always have to carry this extra weight and my baby is getting heavier by the day..huu..all in all I’m grateful that my life is blessed with people that care about me and take care of me all the time..if I need anything I just need to ask for it..thanks to my loving, caring and adorable husband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Everyday I would pray to Allah for my baby’s health and my family. For all my friends out there please pray for me and the baby. My only pray is that there will be no complications during delivery as the past few nights I had nightmares of my delivery..huu..this is normal from one of the books that I read. I guess dats all for now..thank you for reading and remember Smile Alwayz!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5993568258289111352-2186249015055920402?l=faridcheeky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/feeds/2186249015055920402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5993568258289111352&amp;postID=2186249015055920402&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/2186249015055920402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/2186249015055920402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-pregnancy.html' title='My pregnancy..'/><author><name>Faridatul Bariza Binti Md Nasir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03806844526406586261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K-droQCBjwA/TY0Sde023ZI/AAAAAAAAAhw/81szUoQualU/s220/Image1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5993568258289111352.post-7721683047760597531</id><published>2008-06-04T11:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T12:10:21.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving on with the new life</title><content type='html'>I have got to admit that my life is moving really fast…everything comes and goes without me having time to breath..so ok it started from me graduating from UIA then getting married, finding out that I’m pregnant and now I’m in the working life…pheww..at first it seemed ok and I can accept it (not saying that I can’t accept it now) but then it made me think for a while that life does move fast and I’m having a little trouble trying to cope with all of it..from the beginning of our marriage we lived with my parents and at that time I didn’t feel the way my husband felt..he misses home and a lot of things had to be sacrificed for the marriage and how to deal with our life in the future..i now know how marriage life feels like..you only depend on your husband and your parents is no longer your immediate family coz you now have a new family..and with the baby coming along does not make it easier(not that I’m bragging..just saying and I want this baby as much as anything)..we have to put aside our money for this coming baby too..but all in all I’m still grateful. My husband has a great job and pays ok so I think we’ll be fine after this..just a tough start at the beginning which I think every couple goes through in their early marriage life…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      Moving on, now I live with my mother in law in subang..huu..the feeling that my husband once had is catching up on me..at first it’s really difficult as firstly u r away from home and u misses home soo much. Then its in the new environment where you don’t feel as free as you were at home.. you don’t get to do the things you used to..and also I have to wear my head scarf every time I go out of the room because wan have soo many brothers..heh..this part I’m not suppose to complain coz it is my responsibility as a muslim..i’m just saying that’s all..with all of that there is the good part of it which is that these people are really  nice too me and they made feel like I’m at home..especially my mother and my sister in law..they treat me really nice up to the extent that some how I feel ‘segan’ with them and ‘xnk ssh kan mereka’ tp I xboleh halang coz that’s the way they are ..this time I have to make the sacrifice that once my husband did..all in all everything is great…and we are happy together(that’s the most important thing In marriage life)…whatever happens now and in the future I know we can get through it together with a breeze as long as we have each other and always believe in Allah and also qada’ and qadar… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     I really want to thank first of all to my parents because of their support for me to get married and also supporting us while we lived at their house.. they’re the greatest parents ever and never once regretted. They did a lot..and I am really grateful and never will take them for granted. The sacrifice they’ve made for me it’s impossible to list them down because it’s a lot..I can never repay them but what I can do is make they feel proud of me and give whatever I have to them..I really hope someday I would be that great parent for my future children…secondly, I would like to thank my in laws for letting us stay at their house for a few months until we have the money to move out..thanks also for treating me really nice..i really hate to burden anyone because of me..i too will try and make it up for this in the future..insya’allah..that will be my promise to them that I owe…I really appreciate what they have done for me..thanks to all…love you people too…muaxx!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SMILE ALWAYZ!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5993568258289111352-7721683047760597531?l=faridcheeky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K-droQCBjwA/TY0Sde023ZI/AAAAAAAAAhw/81szUoQualU/s220/Image1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5993568258289111352.post-7693320465722397145</id><published>2008-01-21T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T23:52:58.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>soo..an update on my life huh..I'm happily married with Mohd.Syazwan Rahimy Bin Mohd.Mokhtar, no children yet but not far off heving one..heh..I love my husband soo much..we got married last month of last year which is in 2007..so through da year i've been through a lot actually..my ups n downs in life, well u could say that..ah well, all's well end's well that's wht my husband always say..not so much of hate in life anymore or sadness..my life is filled with happiness..i'm glad dat I pulled through from da depression of life..I know from now on I nead to appreciate life more n looking forward to a new life with my husband..no matter how hard lufe can be sometimes but I have to be strong n know there is always the better side in life..for the people out there if you feel like u have a difficult life rite now u need to feel grateful as there are many other people around the globe suffers more than u do..ur worst could be da smallest problem to others..just go with the flow and you shall see what beautiful things can life bring to you..you'll end up having a better life ever than u can imagine..pray to God as He always have the answer and will guide you along da way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes when we're really down n we feel like there is nothing that can fix it we turn to God, you know why?..because God is always there for u and always know what's better for u..what happens always have it reasons.you might change after it and be a better person..only then you'll see that u can start fresh n be given a second chance..when that second chance comes don't take it for granted..make the fullest out of it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u see, no life is difficult to live..just follow nature's law and you'll be fine..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5993568258289111352-7693320465722397145?l=faridcheeky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/feeds/7693320465722397145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5993568258289111352&amp;postID=7693320465722397145&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/7693320465722397145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/7693320465722397145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/2008/01/soo.html' title=''/><author><name>Faridatul Bariza Binti Md Nasir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03806844526406586261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K-droQCBjwA/TY0Sde023ZI/AAAAAAAAAhw/81szUoQualU/s220/Image1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5993568258289111352.post-7507297788224407833</id><published>2007-09-03T10:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T10:24:58.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Never been happier</title><content type='html'>hee...its been a while huh...i guess i'm just too busy picking up my life...is dat how u say it?...i dunno...hmm...my story is i've been busy socializing and building up my relationship wit my hubby to be...hehe...guess who?...just so evryone knows dat i'm happy now..thanks for da support...rite now i'm busy planning for the next step of my life...working?...continue studying which is doing my MA?....and marrying the guy in my dreams...jengjengjeng!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pls pray 4 my happiness as i will pray 4 u aswell...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess dats it...until next time k...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SMILE ALWAYZ!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5993568258289111352-7507297788224407833?l=faridcheeky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/feeds/7507297788224407833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5993568258289111352&amp;postID=7507297788224407833&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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since my last entry...i'm not going to write up much this time...just about what is going on in my life in these past few months...hmm...the actual thing is i'm confused with myself...you how people see you up front you seem soo happy but in actual fact you are really sad deep inside...hmm...that is exactly how i feel now...the things from the past is still haunts me n keep on coming back to hurt me...not that i did it on purpose but it always tend to find it's way in showing itself from time to time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure, now i have new friends...meet new people from different background, some are interesting some are  just so and so...but i still can not forget the past...yeah, you might say that i need more time and all but it has been a long time. how many more times is needed...the truth is i'm broken...and to put something back together is merely impossible...like a broken mug, eventhough you manage to glue it all up together but the broken bits are still visible...thats how it really is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To trust another person to be in my life might take a long time...it will take me a long time to fall in love again...if it were up to me i do not want to get married at all...love is hurtful...huhue...do i believe in love anymore?...i'm sure am confused with myself...right now i think i'm just gonna enjoy life and go with the flow...whatever that is in front of me i will take that root...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to all my friends, please pray for my happy ending...thanks in advance...hehe...i'll pray for you aswell...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5993568258289111352-5769087755860909974?l=faridcheeky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/feeds/5769087755860909974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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Aii..bace la yek..mungkin ia dapat membuka mata ko..=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A relationship coach lays out his 5 golden rules for evaluating the prospects of long-term success. When it comes to making the decision about choosing a life partner, no one wants to make a mistake.&lt;br /&gt;Yet, with a divorce rate of close to 50 percent, it appears that many are making serious mistakes in their approach to finding Mr/Ms Right! &lt;br /&gt;If you ask most couples who are engaged why they're getting married, they'll say: "We're in love." I believe this is the #1 mistake people when they date. Choosing a life partner should never be based on love (alone). Though this may sound not politically correct, there's a profound truth here. Love (alone) is not the basis for getting married.&lt;br /&gt;Rather, love is the result of a good marriage. When the other ingredients are right, then the love will come. Let me say it again: You can't build a lifetime relationship on love alone. You need a lot more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are 5 questions you must ask yourself if you're serious about finding and keeping a life partner. &lt;br /&gt;QUESTION #1: Do we share a common life purpose? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is this so important? Let me put it this way: If you're married for 20 or 30 years, that's a long time to live with someone. What do you plan to do with each other all that time? Travel, eat and jog together?&lt;br /&gt;You need to share something deeper and more meaningful. You need a common life purpose. Two things can happen in a marriage. You can grow together, or you can grow apart. Fifty percent of the people out there are apart. To make a marriage work, you need to know what you want out of life and marry someone who wants the same thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QUESTION #2: Do I feel safe expressing my feelings and thoughts with this person? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This question goes to the core of the quality of your relationship. Feeling safe means you can communicate openly with this person. The basis of having good communication is trust i.e. trust that I won't get "punished" or hurt for expressing my honest thoughts and feelings. A colleague of mine defines an abusive person as someone with whom you feel afraid to express your thoughts and feelings. &lt;br /&gt;Be honest with yourself on this one. Make sure you feel emotionally safe with the person you plan to marry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QUESTION #3: Is he/she a mensch? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mensch is someone who is a refined and sensitive person. How can you test? Here are some suggestions: Do they work on personal growth on a regular basis? Are they serious about improving themselves? A teacher of mine defines a good person as "someone who is always striving to be good and do the right thing." So ask about your significant other: What do they do with their time? Is this person materialistic? usually a materialistic person is not someone whose top priority is haracter refinement.&lt;br /&gt;There are essentially two types of people in the world: People who are dedicated to personal growth and people who are dedicated to seeking comfort. Someone whose goal in life is to be comfortable will put personal comfort ahead of doing the right thing. You need to know that before walking down the aisle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QUESTION #4: How does he/she treat other people? &lt;br /&gt;The one most important thing that makes any relationship work is the ability to give. By giving, we mean the ability to give another person pleasure. Ask: Is this someone who enjoys giving pleasure to others or are they wrapped up themselves and self-absorbed? To measure this, think about the following: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) How do they treat people whom they do not have to be nice to, such as a waiters, bus boy, taxi driver etc? &lt;br /&gt;2) How do they treat parents and siblings? &lt;br /&gt;3)Do they have gratitude and appreciation? &lt;br /&gt;4) Do they show respect? If they don't have gratitude for the people who have given them everything, you cannot expect that they'll have gratitude for you - who can't do nearly as much for them! Do they gossip and speak badly about others? Someone who gossips cannot be someone who loves others. You can be sure that someone who treats others poorly will eventually treat you poorly as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QUESTION #5: Is there anything I'm hoping to change about this person after we're married?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too many people make the mistake of marrying someone with the intention of trying to "improve" them after they're married. As a colleague of mine puts it, "You can probably expect someone to change after marriage... for the worse!" If you cannot fully accept this person the way they are now, then you are not ready to marry them. In conclusion, dating doesn't have to be difficult and treacherous. The key is to try leading a little more with your head and less with your heart. It pays to be as objective as possible when you are dating, to be sure to ask questions that will help you get to the key issues. Falling in love is a great feeling but when you wake up with a ring on your finger, you don't want to find yourself in trouble because you didn't do your homework.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5993568258289111352-6784613378205396274?l=faridcheeky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/feeds/6784613378205396274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5993568258289111352&amp;postID=6784613378205396274&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/6784613378205396274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/6784613378205396274'/><link 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Nasir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03806844526406586261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K-droQCBjwA/TY0Sde023ZI/AAAAAAAAAhw/81szUoQualU/s220/Image1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5993568258289111352.post-4042375842912968484</id><published>2007-06-23T16:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T17:01:54.135+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kem BTN dan induction...</title><content type='html'>heh...hallo...baru je blk dari kem BTN di pontian, menarik gak la perisiaannye...meningkatkan lagi semangat patriotik...hee...sbb tue saya menulis dalam bahasa malaysia...saje je...bersemangatn x?...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pi kem kat Pontian Johor...best jugak la...jumpe kawan baru sume...3 hari kem BTN dan 2 hari induction for taaruf.xda byk benda pon nk ckp sebenarnye...saje je rase nak update kan blog ni...lame pulak rase xmenulis...ni lepak kat umah utk 2 hari je...hari isnin dah kene balik UIA ade preparation dan taaruf...tujuan join sebab nk lupakan benda xpatut, xnk fikir benda yg bukan2 dan most of all to have fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sepanjang tiga hari dekat kem tu fon kene rampas la kan...xleh gune...memule marah jugak tapi bile dah lame rase cam best plak xde fon...mcm kat skolah dulu bole je kan hidup tanpa telefon bimbit...bese la kat kem BTN akan ade latihan dalam kumpulan dan PDK...pastu ade kawat lagi...mmg seronok la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xda ape sangat nk tulis...heh...owh on da day nk blik UIA tue ade satu bus yg aircond rosak so kene la pi naik bus lain...panas giler la...heh...so end up kene reshuffle...aku dan 2 org lagi kwn tepakse la naik bus penuh lelaki...pening gler...diorg bese la suke wat bising...tapi aku ttp bersyukur sbb xpyh dok dlm panas...seronok gak...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh... ade plak terselit B.I...dah la..heh...nanti ade ape2 yg menarik berlaku...aku kan report balik k...hee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learn from the past, NO REGRETS....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SMILE ALWAYZZZ.....=)&lt;br /&gt;BE HAPPY!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5993568258289111352-4042375842912968484?l=faridcheeky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/feeds/4042375842912968484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5993568258289111352&amp;postID=4042375842912968484&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/4042375842912968484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/4042375842912968484'/><link 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K-droQCBjwA/TY0Sde023ZI/AAAAAAAAAhw/81szUoQualU/s220/Image1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5993568258289111352.post-6999635893800468992</id><published>2007-06-08T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T14:25:23.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The EXtRaOrDiNaRy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Some say that the extraordinary things can happen in the most ordinary days...Do you think you believe in it?...yeah maybe it could happen but to wait for it to happen is not something you want to do, then it becomes the expected....when you expect something, it happens then it becomes something just ordinary, so better not wait for it...hee...am I confusing you?...well i'm confused myself too...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#993300;"&gt;This is the story of my life, not that I like bragging but sometimes I just have to let it out. to tell my friends is merely impossible coz they are all so happy with their lives and to burden them with my problems it is just not right. so,the only simple way to let it out is through my blog. Anyways now that I am really confused with my life...I just do not understand with some people.some of them are so sensitive at times. ok2...I have this friend, it a he ofcourse...the thing is can a guy be so sensitive about things and its like you can not even breath around him because every little thing that you just somehow seems wrong...I do not understand, everytime I want to send him text messages I have to think real hard to use the right words so I do not hurt him. but it seems to me no matter how I put it, it always seems wrong to him...he says its offensive...huh...the thing is I lived before knowing him even and met many guys the way I say things is the way I am...I do not like to cover and be someone else...whatever it is I survived before this but why this kind of problem arise now...pheww...I'm just tired...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#993300;"&gt;Have you felt that when you are in a relationship your partner will somehow change the way you are...you are changing...not blaming on the other half maybe you blame yourself for changing...the thing is sometimes when you are with someone you are expected to change for them...to suit their needs and to please them...owh ok when you are in Love you do not seem to notice and when you are out of love you  start to think back, how stupid were you then...you did all of those stupid things because of him and you yourself eventually becomes someone you do not like and you become a stranger to your ownself...and now he does not like me the way i am now..but I changed in the first place because of him...what an irony...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#993300;"&gt;People around me whether they are my friends or not, they have a choice if the want to still be my friend or become my friend. There is no force at all. now, choices is what we make everyday in our lives. sometimes we made the most stupidest choices and sometimes its one of the greatest choice we have made...no matter how bad or good our choices that we choose in the past it is actually what we have become today. It is how we ended up here now/today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#993300;"&gt;Sometimes I feel lonely eventhough I am surrounded by family and friends...why is that? am I just not grateful or its just a feeling which I should ignore. I tried so hard sometimes to let it go and have fun but then thats only the outside...in the inside I feel terrible...sometimes when I can escape what I feeling I feel so relieved and '&lt;em&gt;bersyukur&lt;/em&gt;' (thanks to God)...but when the feelings comes I just hate it and everything that is associated with it...I then became a horrible person...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#993300;"&gt;How can you be your ownself when you are haunted with what people say about you in the past that really hurts deep inside. its like you can never be yourself anymore. When you see the person that hurts you, you just do not know how to react infront of them anymore...I have that...it's like you are afraid to make the wrong move and feel so insecure...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#993300;"&gt;Have you got a friend that you feel it is impossible to be friends with them because it is impossible just to yourself without them critisizing you back...it is ok to do it sometimes but to do it all the time is totally absurd....'rimas' it what Malaysians say...and you tend to wonder should you still be friends with them or just let it pass by because you might not see them ever again after a certain time...hmmm...just makes me wonder...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#993300;"&gt;Anyway, I'm writing this blog just to let everything out because I rarely tell anyone about my problems...by writing I feel relieved...so if anyone feel offended with what I wrote I really am sorry...I did not want to hurt your feelings by purpose...just know that I LOVE all my friends, sure there will be hate or unsatisfied with the situation sometimes but it does not stay that way for long because after all you are my friends, always my friends that will stand by me whenever I need them...thanks a lot...hee...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Smile Always....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Be happy k.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"Big Girls Don't Cry" by Fergie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Da Da Da Da&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;The smell of your skin lingers on me now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;You're probably on your flight back to your home town&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I need some shelter of my own protection baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;To be with myself and center, clarity, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Peace, Serenity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;[CHORUS:]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I hope you know, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I hope you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;That this has nothing to do with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;It's personal, myself and I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;We've got some straightenin' out to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And I'm gonna miss you like a child misses their blanket&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;But I've got to get a move on with my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;It's time to be a big girl now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And big girls don't cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Don't cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Don't cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Don't cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;The path that I'm walking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I must go alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I must take the baby steps 'til I'm full grown, full grown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Fairytales don't always have a happy ending, do they?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And I foresee the dark ahead if I stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;[CHORUS]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Like the little school mate in the school yard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;We'll play jacks and uno cards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I'll be your best friend and you'll be my Valentine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Yes you can hold my hand if you want to'Cause I want to hold yours too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;We'll be playmates and lovers and share our secret worlds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;But it's time for me to go home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;It's getting late, dark outside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I need to be with myself and center, clarity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Peace, Serenity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;[CHORUS]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;La Da Da Da Da Da&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Nasir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03806844526406586261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K-droQCBjwA/TY0Sde023ZI/AAAAAAAAAhw/81szUoQualU/s220/Image1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5993568258289111352.post-3889930325498466135</id><published>2007-05-26T00:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T02:15:04.277+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confused</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Owh ok...it's been a while since my entry...i use this blog as self motivation...sometimes when i think i'm loosing it i will write so that i can feel better and rationalise things that goes in my head. So when i'm not bragging in my blog i would jot down my feelings in my diary....so let me give you on the updates or the things that i've wrote before...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;We can not really say how our life is going to turn out because there are too many suprises and expectations. the unexpected always comes uninvited that what scares me sometimes. The thing is that sometimes when the unexpected comes it is far more better than the expected. you tend to appreciate it more. Atleast thats what i think and believe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;YOu know how sometimes a person points out your faults and you get very confused with whether to believe what they say is true and you want to change it or you know better and do not feel the need to change whatever you've become...so i have a choice...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;ok...i have to stop now...there is something going on in this house right now, with the shouting I really can not focus...so what do you do when your parents gets into an arguement or a really big fight...you are stuck in the middle..you do not know what to do...i really hope this family would pull it back together...coz this falling out thing if it gets worse it might end up in...hmm...dun what to think about it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;till next time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Smile Alwayz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;There is always the brighter side of life....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5993568258289111352-3889930325498466135?l=faridcheeky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/feeds/3889930325498466135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5993568258289111352&amp;postID=3889930325498466135&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/3889930325498466135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5993568258289111352/posts/default/3889930325498466135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faridcheeky.blogspot.com/2007/05/confused.html' title='Confused'/><author><name>Faridatul Bariza Binti Md Nasir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03806844526406586261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K-droQCBjwA/TY0Sde023ZI/
