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Being in the islamic retail business for almost 5 years now, one BIG thing that I've learned, and that I wish to also share with people, is to NOT JUDGE people from outside.

Many times, I have encountered ladies contacting us, and coming over to our place, to purchase telekungs to give out to friends and families, to orphanage, to waqaf at surau and masjid. Some come over and bring their maids, and asking them to choose a telekung for themselves. And you know what, they aren't always covering up their heads, some with  but they've got the nicest hearts. They way they talk, the way they smile. You can see and feel the warmth. Vice versa, many times too, I've encountered the meanest customers, and they're the ones with the hijab.

This is telekung we're talking about, whether you wear the hijab or not, this is the main pillar, the wajib. To pray 5 times a day, is wajib, its obligatory as a Muslim. (So is the hijab actually, but I am not going to talk about that here). Never once, do we at Zaahara, judge those who come over to purchase the telekung at our office. In fact, we have encountered many customers who feel very comfortable to buy from us because they feel being judged when they go some place else. Which is also why most of our customers buy from us - because we're mainly ONLINE - so no judgement there :)

Writing this makes me feel like I'm judging now haha but I really want to say this out loud. I used to not wear the hijab and people used to stare at me, for wearing the skirt, and still go for solat at the surau in the shopping malls. But it was Zohor you know, and I had to solat, but I was wearing the skirt that day - does that mean I shouldn't solat? The same goes to men too, just because he's wearing the shorts that day, does that mean he shouldn't solat? At that particular time, I was not aware of the hijab and that it was wajib and all, so I did not cover up, I did not bother about the aurat, but I know that I cannot leave the prayers. I mean - I was taught that its the main pillar of Islam - solat - everyone should be doing it! 

Someone, somewhere, must have prayed and make dua for me, because alhamdulillah, I have moved forward from where I was before. And that is what we all should do, make dua for those that we care about, especially those with good hearts, because they are the ones that will easily soften, as compared to those with dark black hearts. Read more about the 8 different types of hearts here.

I'm a strong believer that the heart makes all the difference. If not today, insyaAllah one day, that person with that good heart, will see the truth.

The hijab, is something on the outside, sometimes being forced to put on by the surrounding, by culture. But the heart, just like the imaan, is something like solat. Its something that only Allah knows. No hiding there.

Which is why I choose the telekung as my way of business. Because I believe in going back to basics - by establishing the prayers. Five times a day, lets just strive to do that, consistently. 

And let's stop judging please. No one is better than the other because they look so. Its about how you look in the eyes of Allah that matters.



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The first week of 2018 was hectic for me. We tried something new with the kids. I decided to send Little Luqman (who is now 20months) to her sister's kindy, hoping that the both of them would spend more time together in school. The first day, Aisya's teacher told me that Luqman didn't want to separate with his sister, and so they were doing everything together; sleep eat and learn.

After the third day, I noticed that Luqman did not fit in that school (probably because he's a little too young for kindy) and we decided to bring him back to his nursery, paying more of course, but giving this mommy a peace of mind that there's more experienced teachers will be looking after him.

And then, there's that issue with Aisya. We love her school now because of the islamic values instilled in her, saying things like "I want to be a good muslim mommy," and telling me stories of the prophets and memorizing surahs, but my concern after sending her there for 2 years, is the development of her character. With the new location, and bigger space, there's more students, thus the lack of personal attention. I also noticed that the environment of the kids in school are a little timid. Aisya also complaints of not wanting to go to school.

I had quite a hard time deciding on whether I should change her to a new school. We did thought of this last year, but after visiting a few different schools in the neighbourhood, we realized that there's none that really grab our attention. So she stayed.

And then a friend of mine told me about a school that's been around for the past 20 years, and when we visited the school, both me and Mr. instantly fell in love with it. So did Aisya. It was very warm and friendly, and there's only like 30 kids. I love how the teachers warmly welcome us, how they spoke to us, how they spoke to Aisya. You can see that your child will develop well with this kind of environment and this kind of leadership. It's now a well known branded school, just a little gem in the neighbourhood, where the 3 founders also used to send their kids there.

But this school, is not an islamic-based school. And that thought of bringing her out of an islamic school brings like a huge guilt in me. Am I really going to do this? Is she going to be okay? What if this is a huge mistake ( I know right? It's only kindergarten!)

And then Mr. tells me that we parents, have to play that bigger role in instilling her the islamic values. Our focus now should be in developing her character, and then at the same time, let her learn to love Allah, showing good Muslim examples and encouraging her to be good. At the end of the day, it's only kindy!

YES. The kind of headaches a mom goes through, and for only a kindergarten. And this is only the start. What about primary school? Where should we send her? Private? Government? International school? Islamic? Non-islamic? Oh myyy oh myyy oh myyyyyy.

May Allah keep guiding us!


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31st December 2017. That's like a whole 8 months of MIA. Yet, I have so, so, so many thoughts running in my mind now.

My daughter will be turning 5 in 2018. And its finally, serious time. I've been giving myself and my child some time to just have fun, and now that she's turning 5 , its time to get a little serious in developing her. We signed her up for Music classes this year, and she never had to practice, but this coming year, she has to start. More structured timing - for iqra', for music practices. She needs to solat 5 times a day, start memorizing some more surahs. It's time to press that button.

I tried vlogging in 2017, and just like this blog, I only had 2 videos uploaded. LOL. This coming year, I want to write more. I've always enjoyed writing, and I should be a little more discipline this time around.

2018. Will be the year that our family will be debt-free. We have decided to sell our house, and use the money to pay all our debts. Alhamdulillah, we have an interested buyer who has already submitted for loan approval, insyaAllah if that goes well, our debt snowball will start rolling! (Google: Debt Snowball Method)

You know what else I want to try? I want to go back to swimming, a sport that I've also loved doing. I want to do that weekly if possible, or bi-weekly. But first, need to get that new muslimah swimsuit!

I've been cooking a lot at my parents place this year, so next year, we will be practicing cooking from our own house. It's time to get our routines right.

I don't really have a bullet list of things to improve, but I would like to change our family's lifestyle as a whole, even if its progressively.

Here's to 2018.


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Ever since I can remember, I am known for my butter fingers! I'm soo clumsy I've lost count now how many cups and plates I've broken. I blame it on my super long fingers that I cannot seem to fully grip anything. When I hold a plate, it's always just my fingers holding them. So things just slip out of my hands, easily.

I'm so cool about things breaking too by the way. Like if I accidentally break a plate, I'll just go "Oh! Another one," - like I've fully accepted myself that way.

Mom always tells me, "When you were small, we made sure that we didn't order drinks when we eat, because everytime we do that, somehow you'll knock them over, spilling water everywhere,"

And you know what? I see this happening to my own kid now! I mean, her fingers are not THAT long. But she's always dropping things everywhere - 3 broken cups now by the way (yes, I'm keeping track). When we order drinks, she will somehow knock them over and yes, water everywhere on the floor and all, and here goes mommy saying 'Sorry' for the zillionth time to the waiters for having to clean up the mess she makes.

Mr. oh my Mr. can be the most impatient person in the world when he sees any food or drink spilling over. Anything else, but please, not cereals on the floor or ice cream on the car seat, or drinks on the table. Because I'm so immune to this, I always just shake my head in disappointment and go on and just clean the mess.

Now, my daughter even quickly says "Sorry ayah!" when she spills something over, that sometimes I laugh about it.

You see, I shake my head in disappointment because I see that clumsy ol me in my daughter. Its like I'm seeing a mirror. I have fully accepted myself as being clumsy and not get stressful about it. Am I supposed to just accept that my child is that way? Or try find a way to get her out of it? I mean, she's only four! Of course she can get out of it right? But how? I myself haven't found the way to it yet!

It's looks like now, I need to improve myself in order to shape my daughter. And I thought I can just accept my weaknesses and focus on my strength. Hello hello!

Suggestions?


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THIRTY okay! Like finally hitting the 3 series. Mr. wrote me a long birthday wish via whatsapp at midnight, although he was just right next to me. Then he said "Sorry, I didn't get you Duck scarves but only itik salai this time around," (which he ate and finished it all btw)

My 3 years old daughter kept giving me the same present today - a piece of paper with her colour-colour. "Mommy, I have a surprise for you!" and then gives me the same thing again and again. And then before she slept tonight she said, "Mommy, happy birthday! Make sure you don't hilangkan my present ok!"

Told Mr. that all I need is actually just a few hours of spa session to relax and take my mind off the kids and business for a while - and yes, he managed to get a place for next week! As for today, I took sometime looking at myself at 30. This 'being-a-mom' is permanent definitely. Responsibilities are bigger. But I couldn't have it any other way.
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A few months back, I blogged about me being a mompreneur - juggling between these and that. It was about a month ago that I realized that I cannot do-it-all. I'm trying too hard to be perfect in each area and I'm not doing my best in any of it.

"Zaahara (our company) needs you," Mr. reminded me again one day.

It was then that we decided to start looking for a helper to look after the kids while I attend to work. 

I really wasn't looking for a maid in particular. I was open to anything. I just needed someone to look after my kids, even until noon, so that I can actually spend quality work time. 

We looked at hiring a fulltime maid, but the 15k amount downpayment to the agent was a little too much for us now (thanks Malaysia maid policy!). There were a lot of 5k options but they're not genuine agents you see, I might risk losing both, the maid AND the 5k. 

We visited a nursery/daycare center in our area last week, and they were charging RM700 for one whole day. Price was within our budget. But the nursery? Way out of our expectation. Babies were left lying on the mattress on the floor. There were 5-6 caretakers looking after about 50 kids (?!?). Place was dirty. I just cried after leaving the place, questioning myself, "Do I really need money that badly that I would send my kids there?"

"No, definitely not,"

So, that was out of the option too.

For the past month too, I asked everyone I met, if there's anyone who would want to work with us, I don't mind daily, she doesn't have to sleep in! Had a couple of maybes, but not entirely yes. Almost! But terlepas.

Last week, we had a possible yes. Thanks to my mom's helper, who asked a cleaner, who asked her friend. We called her over. And yes, she's interested! However, she's 2 months pregnant! "Oklah - temporarily," I told myself. I was sooo happy that God answered our prayers, and that it was a perfect ending to 2016.

And then on Monday, she didn't turned up! I was devastated I cried so badly. I just didn't expect a helper not turning up can make me cry like that! LOL.

Now, I'm back to square one.

Help!





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Mommy with thumb-sucking Luqman

Luqman is a sucker! Like literally, a sucker. He sucks on everything his hands can grab on. Which is also something we need to be cautious about. Small tiny toys especially. 

He started sucking his thumb back when he was about 3 months. Initially I found it amusing and cute! Also like how he was independent enough to soothe himself.

Luqman sucks vigorously, like all the time! After a month or so, I noticed his thumbnail looking a little bumpy and got me a little worried that his fingernails will be permanently like that (because I have that too on both my thumbnails!) So, I decided to introduced him to the pacifier. 

To be honest, I really don't agree with both; pacifier or thumbsucking, but its like I had to choose the lesser evil. 

He love the pacifier the second I introduced him to it (duh-obviously you little sucker) and then about week, he forgot about his thumbsucking habit. And then this mommy worries about how to curb away this new habit (ha-ha). I tell myself "Oh I'll worry about that later," but you know, we just like to worry for no strong reason sometimes. "What about his teeth?" "Will he be jongang?" 

When he wakes up at night, I just look for the pacifier and put it in his mouth, and then he goes sucking it back to sleep. Of course, looking for the pacifier at night isn't really that easy. At that particular time, I wish he just sucks his thumb! 

This past week, it looks like he's probably teething because he's drooling and also feverish. Pacifier don't seem to help that much. I put the pacifier, he pulls it out and cry, or suck the other side of the pacifier. He sees mommy, and he wants mommy (manja-boy!) and pacifier just doesn't do the magic anymore.

Maybe sucking is just a phase? Maybe he will naturally curb the pacifier habit? 

But mommy needs him to suck that pacifier and just be quiet!

This mommy I tell you, is a confused, self-contradicting mom. LOL. 


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"I don't remember being this close to Aisya before, not when she was this small," Mr. told me one day.

I gotta agree. With my first born, the bonding was pretty strong. Maybe because it is that introduction to loving a child, that first love. Maybe because I was working as an employee, 9am-5pm daily, so when I reached home, we were both missing each other that much, so evenings and weekends, the three of us spent time together as a family, but Aisya always wanted Mummy.

But as we analyzed more, we realized that it's also because Aisya had my mom and Kak Nanny (mom's helper) to take care of her during those times we were working. And then after work, its mummy and Aisya's time. And Mr, never really spent that much time with her, although he tried, but Aisya just never really preferred him ( haha - kesian).  So Aisya's choice has always been Mummy, Tokma (grandma), Kak Nanny, and then only everyone else including her own dad. It is only later on when she reached almost two, that she became closer to Mr. and even much much closer now.

With baby Luqman, as you may have understand from my previous postings, its either me, or Mr. We took turns to take care of our kids. He experienced bathing him from small, changing his nappy, even knows what to put on his baby after bathing. And I can see, that he understands this little boy well. I could be busy replying emails, and then suddenly, Luqman is already asleep. He could predict if he's tired, or if he's hungry. He knows the trick to get him to sleep longer. In fact, this little boy can sleep easily while being carried by his dad as compared to his mummy.

Dad carrying baby
Luqman comfortably asleep on Mr's shoulder.

As for me, I don't even feel like I'm missing out at all. Because you know, thanks to breastfeeding, that bonding between a mother and a child will always be there. But I'm actually pretty happy to see that bond, and also happy that I get my space and my time to rest sometimes. It was fun with the first one, but to be honest, very tiring when you child always wants mummy.

And when we look at the situation again, it is not because Mr. had more time now, or because Aisya was taken care by my mom and her helper. But Mr. realized and agreed, that he didn't really make that much effort in trying to bond with his child, because he was afraid to handle such a fragile baby, and he didn't really know how to, and he just let the mummy handle it all because it's mummy's job. "Its not like the baby wants me pun,"

My point here is this. I know many reading this post are modern parents, where both, husbands and wives, are working to support the family. Some, husbands supporting the family financially more, some pretty equal, and some, even the wives bringing in more income than the husbands. If your partner can make that effort in sharing the reponsibility, it is only fair that you also share her responsibility too. Make that extra effort in taking care of your children. Make that extra effort to bathe them in the morning, to serve them breakfast, to soothe them when they're crying, to put them to sleep! Then only you will understand, not only the sacrifices of your wife, but also the sacrfices of your own mom. Then only you will understand your child better and bond with them better. Then only, you will see how well developed your child is.

Barulah jadik modern cool-daddy!



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You probably would have read in one of my recent posting here that we're both trying to work out taking care of the house and the kids together. Which means Mr. is also helping out with housework.

However ladies, please beware, getting your husbands helping out might also mean that he will say these.


While sweeping the floor:

"Hish, rambut you ni banyak nya gugur, better go and potong rambut je lah,"(postpartum- duh!)


While folding clothes: 

"Why don't you just wear the same baju tidur for a few nights?"

"Aisya, nanti lepas mandi, pakai je baju ni balik,"


While washing the dishes:

"I think we better makan dalam talam je lah! Senang, semua pakai satu pinggan je,"

"Okay, everyone drink from this one glass je. We share okay! Hah tak payah basuh banyak pinggan,"

"Next time, let's stick to just one dish per meal. Sayur ayam semua campur sekali in one dish. Tak payah banyak kena bersihkan, kan?"

Makan dalam talam

_____________________________

Hahahahaha. Now you know what we mommies go through right?





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If you click on this video above, you'll see how my baby Luqman puts himself to sleep at 2 months old.

Mom used to tell me that I used to shake my head left and right before I doze off to sleep. I thought she was just exageratting the story, UNTIL I see it myself in both my kids! Looks cute actually hihi but this helps me to understand that he's already tired. What I will do next is I'll change him into his PJs and zip him up into his wearable blanket (as seen in video), and put him in his crib, and walaaa...! He will then put himself to sleep.

Just like his sister Aisya, that habit slowly worn off by the time he reached 4 months. Now that he's turning 5 months, he sometimes still shake his head left and right, but signs of him sleepy is not the same anymore.

Many times I've been asked whether I sleep train my baby Luqman to sleep. Here's something I would like to share.

Actually, when Aisya was very little, I developed a habit of nursing her to sleep.  I was juggling between my full time job and part time business at that time, so when it comes to putting my child to sleep, I was too tired to be rocking her to sleep. So, when its time to sleep, I just put her right next to me, feed her, while we both go to sleep, sometimes with my shirt all up.

Halfway down the road, when she was about 8 months or so, I realized that she was dependent on the nipple to sleep! And I became annoyed that our bedtimes were the same and I didn't have that me-time after the baby was asleep (like now!), and whenever I pulled my nipple out, she was crying looking for it if she wasn't full asleep. My body was also aching from the different weird positions of breastfeeding. And worst of all, I didn't really sleep well.

Trying to end this, I looked for ways to train Aisya to sleep. I ordered this book called 'The Sleep Lady®’s Good Night, Sleep Tight: Gentle Proven Solutions to Help Your Child Sleep Well and Wake Up Happy' from Amazon. I got in touched with Sarah Ong (from Sleep Champ Baby) Malaysia's first certified and most trusted baby and child sleep consultant. However I didn't proceed with the follow up consultations because I find it a little bit pricey. I read lots and lots of articles and I knew what needed to be done, but implementing it on the other hand, is not as simple. I had an even harder time to break the habit that I just gave up and just continued on until she started fully weaning off breastfeeding. (you can read about her weaning off story here)

With Luqman, I decided to be discipline from the start! I realized that it has all got to do with routines & disciplines.

Alhamdulillah for his self-soothing head shaking phase, I have established that 9pm will be his sleeping time. I make sure that he is fed and full. And then I will bring him to our room. It has to be the same room. Remember, routine.

I will put him into his blanket. I give him a kiss and tell him "Its time for you to sleep now Luqman," and then I put him in his crib.

Set the right mood. I put a few drops of Lavender Essential Oil into my YL Diffuser. I also dropped Lavender Essential Oil on his soft toy. You do know that lavender oil is the remedy for a GOOD NIGHT sleep, right? Go google.


And then, I switch off the lights, leaving the door slightly open for some dim light.

Throughout this process, it is important to keep your baby in the sleeping mood. Don't make him smile and laugh. Don't get him excited. Don't play with him. Avoid eye contact.

If he's really sleepy, he shakes his head a little, hug and rub his face on the soft toy, and goes to sleep on his own. Sometimes, when he looks a little bit restless (usually after a lot of new absorbtion during the day), I assist him by singing some dhikir song (or anything but remember that it should be the same song for sleeping time ya) and give him some pat until he looks calm and sleepy but not until he sleeps. Make sure, no eye contact!

Luqman with his infused lavender soft toy
It is important to understand that babies need to LEARN to SLEEP. Yes, it sounds weird but we adults have passed that learning process and we know how to go to sleep easily on our own. So, we must assist babies to LEARN to sleep but not assist them to sleep righaway - get it? It's that PROCESS that they need to LEARN. If we keep putting them to sleep in a certain way, they will always depend on rocking or patting or nursing to sleep. Unless, of course, you don't mind doing that every night.

Once in a while, when we have weddings or late nights, we do break the routine. Sometimes, he falls asleep on his own, but most of the time we will get a sleepy cranky baby at 9pm-ish. I guess its ok to break the routine once in a while, as long as it doesn't happen a few night continously in a row, or you'll have to established the whole routine again.

I've been getting more time for myself and for Aisya after Luqman is asleep. I get to read books to his bigger sister before her sleeping time. I get to stream movies or catch up on Casey Neistat's latest youtube videos. Spend some time with Mr. Read books. Do some house cleaning. Write (or most of the time draft) a blogpost!

I also get my own bedspace to sleep! Not having shoulder or bad aches!

I really hope that this sharing can help new mommies to avoid all that long minutes of rocking or patting or nursing and have that good night sleep (and not wait till the 2nd baby!) Hopefully a short-cut. If you have the time, do read the book - highly recommended.

Till then, all the best mommies!






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Today, I would like to talk about that piece of cloth that covers my head, the hijaab (or tudung or shawl as some may call it). As some of you may know, I started wearing the hijaab back in 2011. A decision that I made just randomly and suddenly. And then, I removed it that same year.

I wore it again, after getting married to Mr. and Alhamdulillah, now I feel ashamed of even thinking of removing it again. Now, I'm on a journey of really covering my aurat, not just by putting a piece of cloth over my head, but trying my best to dress modestly and decently.

Mr. on the other hand, has been keeping his beard ever since we got married, to practice following the sunnah of our beloved Prophet (PBUH).

Both, the beard and the hijaab, is more like an identity we carry as Muslims. Like a uniform.
We both noticed how when we meet another brother or sister with a beard or in a hijaab, we can gladly give our salams - like a secret code to say - hey, we're the same!

Image: https://blogofthebeardedone.files.wordpress.com


Little did I know, Mr. confessed to me a few days ago, "Do you know that I have thought of shaving off my beard a few times before? Especially when the beard is in the growing stage, when it looks all scruffy and messy? Teringin jugak nak rasa macam dulu, looking young and good without the beard,"

It hit me that the same thing happened to me during that first attempt of wearing the hijaab. Teringin rasa macam nak stylo mylo dengan rambut balik, takdalah rasa macam makcik sangat....

My mom confessed the same thing too! Bila I tengok kawan-kawan I semua bergaya dengan rambut, I memang terpikir nak bukak tudung masa baru pakai dulu....

Oh, the challenge you go through when you want to change!

And then when you've conquered your mind, magically, the hijaab and the beard just fits you, and just be apart of you. And then you move on to improving yourself in other areas.

So you know what? Just. Stop. Criticizing. Others. Who. Wants. To. Change.

That self-battle that they have to go through. And even if they fail, keep making doa for them. We all wanna be a better person everyday.

My point here is that both men and women have their own versions of hijaab.

So ladies, lets start dressing up modestly, and men, stop judging the ladies and criticizing them about not covering up properly, and start growing your beard please! That's YOUR hijaab!

May Allah reward us for our intentions and for our istiqomahs in strenghtening our imaan!


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