Today is Hafiya’s 5th birthday.
Happy birthday my Lil
Darling, H! We love you no matter what. At this age, she is still not enjoying
doing her homework alone (means, kena buat dengan ibu or abah, LOL!) and still a
very manja girl despite of being an elder sister to Raisya, but sometimes she could
be more independent from her elder sister, Khayra.
She enjoys reading story
books, enjoys pretend play by being a little princess (Anna of Frozen,
especially – LOL!) and enjoys having her big sister with her. Tak boleh
berpisah dua orang ni tapi that doesn’t mean they are not having sister’s fight
at all hehe.
We hope you’ll enjoy
celebrating your birthday with your fellow friends and
teachers at school
today.
We celebrated Khayra's 8th birthday
on 01.07.2017, during fasting month at my parents’ house as I was in my
confinement (15 days). It was supposed to be Raisya’s EDD as well, but Raisya was
born 2 weeks earlier than her EDD.
My daughters, my treasure.
This
post is going to be random. I wanted to upload this photo as it was taken a
day before my firstborn sat for her Arabic and Jawi Final Exams and we went to
have an early dinner so that we could do a revision at night. To my surprised,
she didn’t bring her Arabic books that day and causing ibu menjadi naga
sekejap. Rasa nak pecah dada cos I already set that night for (last minute)
revision. Kenalah berleter sekejap dengan ibu before she decided to go to
sleep at 8.30pm (slaps forehead).
I
asked my best friends to whatsapp the relevant pages of Arabic textbook to me (they
were so helpful, thank God for these friends from heaven!) so that I’ll know
what to revise with her, the next morning. The next morning, she just went through
the WA messages in the car for 5 minutes on our way to send her to school -_-
After the school break, she said to me,
“Ibu
must be surprised with BA result. Kakak pun terkejut.”
I
prayed that the results were not that bad. No D or E, pretty please.
“Okay,
I can’t wait to see your result.” (Nope. Deep inside I was running out of oxygen)
She
showed her paper to me with her sad face. I cringed inside.
I
saw her marks –
-
-
“100%”
-
-
“100%”
That
was a big relieved. Instead, I was a proud mom. Alhamdulillah.
She
smiled to me and wanted to tell her abah rightly. I let her to leave voice message and snapped her result to send to her father.
On
the other part, I was feeling guilty because I was mad at her after knowing
she didn’t bring her books back home for revision and in returned, she got this
excellent result.
I
am so sorry, K. I hope when you read this, please know that my reaction was due to
a normal-stressful-mom-during-exam-week-syndrome. All the best for you for the upcoming
Final Exam next week.
My prayers are always with you.