To my dearest husband,
It was such an honour right, to turn 40 surrounded by your much beloved family and close friends. I know you did not anticipate this surprise as you thought that night was only the night for your daughters. I am so glad and thankful that our friends stayed up till late to share with us your special day. And of course especially to Yasmin and the whole Fullerton Bay hotel crew which made this possible.We are indeed blessed.
It was not 1 surprise that you got but 4 special ones. Just nice for a man turning the big 4..0. I did not manage to capture the first surprise when Baihakki and the gang saboed youin the room. Such a pity. It must have been truly fun and wet I must say. HAHA. The second surprise, even I was caught off guard when Min arranged a cake and champagne to be delivered to the suite. Such a thoughtful gesture! Thank you so much Min!
The next morning during breakfast, you were jolted by another surprise right? You were one lucky man that day as it was the first time that they do this kind of birthday surprise at the Clifford. It was so fun! Thank you to our Thai butler Mui for helping to arrange everything with Yasmin. We had a mini celebration in the comfort of the Clifford’s private room.
And you thought my dear husband that was that. The end. No more surprises till we went up to our suite! Lo and behold! The final surprise awaits.
So there you go my dearest husband. Your wonderful 40th celebration. Though small, I really do hope you enjoyed it. They say life begins at 40? Thus cherish it and may HE bestow health and wealth here and thereafter..insya-ALLAH.
I love you my husband, my best friend, my soul mate..
Lots of undying love
Your wife
My little tyke is 4.She turned 4 on the 4th of February. And many would say how did time flew by so fast? I myself do not have that answer. My little girl is all vocal and loud these days. Shes potty trained fully, chooses her own clothes, accessorised herslf with plenty of knick knacks before going out and thinks that being a princess is the best thing in the world. Such is the thinking of a 4 year old.
I still remember clearly how difficult it was to bring her into this world. The pregnancy itself went very very well. Its the giving birth part that is tedious. Though it was not a long one, Malik said that this was indeed my hardest. I nearly turned blue and they nearly did a caesor on me. But I did it eventually. Pushed all 3.1kg of her out. But I lost alot of blood and had a fever thenafter. Never felt this weak after a birth and was shivering like mad. The husband vowed that this would definately be our last. He could not bear to see me in pain no more. Such sweetness la my husband. Rarely show his emotions but when he does, I melt.
And so I hope she understands one day that her entering this world is one that me and her daddy will forever cherish that life is indeed so precious. And our wish is for her to be happy in whatever she does and make us her mummy and daddy proud. She’ll always be our beautiful baby girl no matter how old.
Like many I love to take pictures of food. Love to see the colours emerge and I just simply love to ogle at them. Most of my pictures are not taken professionally of course. Just by using my good ol Iphone with the help of instagram of course.
Here are pics taken during potluck session with my favourite chum mummies. As per every potluck session we always try to come up with a theme so it was easier to sort out the menu but we always come back to the same ones. Italian or English. One because it was easy to prepare and Two because the kids loved them. Roasted potatoes, pizza bread and spaghetti. Favourite choices always. You can never go wrong with them.
The next weekend we had another potluck session. This time a more trickier or rather a more mashed up theme. Meditarranean plus Indian plus Indonesian. Fushion much?
Oh and did I say we went British too? Scones and jelly galore awaits!
As many have heard our sante fe got crushed by a tree late last year. A terrible end to the new year. And because of that I for once believe that it was an awakening. A sign. Be it good or bad I just feel that I or we need to sort out our lives. Like many would say it is a dugaan from HIM.
Though we went through rough times, we always emerge stronger. That I always and shall believe. 2011 has been such a trying year for us and I do hope that 2012 would be kinder.
