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 The Proud Mama

I'm a 35 year old woman brought into this world on February 23rd 1971 and  married to the same man for 13 years, mother to 2 hilarious, extremely handsome boys and one beautiful baby boy, who was totally NOT planned, but who turned out to be the Joy of our lives,  loves to drink ice tea and hot chocolate from Starbucks. There is more to me than just being a mother, I just don't remember any of it.

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This site and contents, unless otherwise noted, is a copyright of mine! This website is a place for me to draw together all aspects of my life into an enjoyable and interesting journal. You will find issues that are truly going on in my life at the current moment. Sometimes I can be sharp. I am also very open with my feelings and opinions. If you are part of my life and I love you, you'll read about it in my journal. If you are an idiot, guess what? It's in here too. Feel free to respond if you choose. However, leave my website if you can't handle reality. I dont give a damn!
 

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Mamafai's Daily Dose...

Tuesday, August 31, 2004

..: How Are You? :..

Some of you have e-mailed me privately voicing your concern for how I am doing and stuff and I just wanted to say that I'm ok. Just that Dad had been extremely quiet these 2 days, that worries me a lot. Perhaps he is still in shock. I just feel he is a little different from norm.

I'm very thankful for everyone's support. Thanks to all the relatives and friends that came to visit. Whether you are my friends from far away places, or you are a blog reader, or you are a family member, I appreciate your concern for me, I appreciate your kind words, I appreciate you guys just being here.


Thank You again!

Mamafai wrote @ 1:38 PM |

 

Sunday, August 29, 2004

..: Travel Tales :..

Our trip to Kota Tinggi turned out to be a sad tragedy. Dad fell at the waterfall and hit his head on the rocks right before my eyes. He was unconcious for about 20mins. At the time of the fall, dh was with the kids swimming. I had to scream on top of my voice to get help as the sound of the waterfall was too noisy. Seeing him not moving shattered my heart to pieces. His head was bleeding badly. I thought for once he was gone and I don't think I am ready to lose him. God... the whole thing is just like some movies I've watched on TV and this one is for real...

When dh heard me screaming, he jumped out, pushed Afzal to me and carried dad up. I could feel tears streaming down from my eyes. My mom and my maid was pretty far away from the spot...I won't be able to break the news to mom cause I think it would be a big blow for her. So I made a sign language to my maid to look after the kids. Dh kept calling dad and when I saw him trying to open his eyes, I felt slightly better. We brought him to a small hut, there was no first aiders around. Someone gave us a small first aid box which had very little things for us to use to stop the bleeding. Being a certified first aider, dh did all he could with my assistance. (I can say he was pretty good).

Dh suggested we stopped over at the Kota Tinggi hospital to get help as the blood still keeps dripping. I was very uncomfortable with the idea. All I wanted was to drive back to Singapore as I know he would be in good hands. We had a little argument and I had to give in when dh snapped at me telling me do I want to lose him? Like I've said nowhere is better than Singapore when it comes to medical. At the hospital we had to wait for almost an hour to see the doctor and it seems there were no priorities for critical patients. They gave my dad some stitches for the wounds. We had to wait for another hour for the x-ray. By then, I was becoming impatience and told dh we have to leave now since the wounds had been stitched. We left the hospital at our own risk, but I believed I wanted to do the best for my dad.

I called my brother to inform him of the incident. He told me he would arrange for an ambulance to standby at the checkpoint. I am glad he was quick at that idea. Alhamdullilah the causeway was cleared and we arrived back in Singapore at about 5pm. I accompanied dad in the ambulance to SGH. I didn't want to lose sight of him.
The doctors had to restitch his wounds as it was not proper cleaned. He had his x-ray done. There was a small fracture on his neck. Besides that all was good. They put a collar band on him. He was in the observation ward and was discharged at 12am. I was glad he could move and was able to walk again.


After that, I realised how precious my dad means to me. I hugged him and told him I love him and I don't want to lose him. Dad chuckled and laughed at me. My kids have always flocked to dad because they can see that he's basically a kid at heart. He's a kid magnet. He gets down to their level and he's silly. The kids love that. Dad makes Asyraf and Afzal laugh on a continual basis. They think he's the funniest thing that they've ever seen. And even though he has them in stitches all the time, they have the utmost respect for him. They listen to him. Not out of fear, but out of respect. I don't ever remember my dad playing with me. That's not to say that I was deprived of attention and/or material items. I had plenty of both. He was proud of me. He loved me. He just didn't ever get silly with me. I don't think that's necessarily a bad thing.

I know one day I will have to lose him but I don't think I am ready now. I love you dad. You are a wonderful father and grandfather to me and my kids!

Oh and to dh... I love you darling... thank you for doing so much to help my dad.. and you are a wonderful father and son-in-law too!

Mamafai wrote @ 9:16 AM |

 

Friday, August 27, 2004

..: Kirai Day! :..

Felt slightly better today than 2 days ago. Made this today since dh been bugging for it.(*wink* at Herda...you missed it again!!!)



Mamafai wrote @ 4:28 PM |

 

Thursday, August 26, 2004

..: Evil Eggs :..



My maid was scouting the whole morning looking for it. She couldn't find it in the market and the NTUC. Dad went to Geylang market but none were found there. He finally found it somewhere near Marsiling and bought it at 33cents each. Can you believe that??? Afraid that his grandchildren would not have enough protein, he bought 30 of them ;).

Mamafai wrote @ 11:07 PM |

 

Tuesday, August 24, 2004

..: Nature :..

Finally...it took me less than an hour to come out with this. Don't think its the best but for now I kindda like crazy over white looks. You can get it now at blogskins.com. Don't forget to download the pictures to your own server.




Mamafai wrote @ 12:43 AM |

 

Monday, August 23, 2004

..: Silly Tail Tale :..

I was reading this book to Asyraf called The Silly Tail Book. In the beginning of the book it says, "Some animals have tails. Do you have a tail?" Asyraf looked at me very seriously and says, "No, Mama. I have a bontot." Just try to maintain composure after that. So I did what all good moms do and laughed, "Yes you do have a bontot." And we read on. I live for comments like these!


Mamafai wrote @ 9:51 PM |

 

Sunday, August 22, 2004

..: No easy answer :..

I was leaving Causeway Point this afternoon, walking in the parking lot, when I passed a woman who looked disoriented. I figured she had lost her car, as I often do. I smiled at her and walked on. It turns out she had lost her home. She turned around and approached me as I climbed in my car, and she asked me if I could spare any money. Of course I could, so I gave her the three dollar coins I had and wished her luck. She wished me a good day.

No matter her circumstances, no matter what one believes about addiction or disease or people often being their own worst enemies, I know it could not have been easy for her to ask a stranger for help. And for this stanger, there are no easy answers.

Mamafai wrote @ 11:13 PM |

 

Friday, August 20, 2004

..: A short happy night :..

Hanging out with Jul and Baby was always a lot of fun. We gabbed and eat for like 2 hours. When things started to be really fun, I had to call it a night cause the chauffer was there to pick me up. Brought the camera but stupid of me to leave the memory stick at home. We will definitely all have to get together and do that again.

These 2 beautiful ladies...



Mamafai wrote @ 11:59 PM |

 

Sunday, August 15, 2004

..: bunz! bunz! :..

Had a taste of these last nite and its delicious!!!




Mamafai wrote @ 5:43 PM |

 

Saturday, August 14, 2004

..: Feeling refreshed :..

I managed to get in a lot of extra sleep last night and feel a little bit better today.

I did managed to cook lunch today. Chilli Crab, Stir Fried Baby Kailan and Nasi Goreng Kampung. Now waiting for my parents to come back from the clinic to have lunch together :)



Chilli Crab


Stir Fried Baby Kailan


Nasi Goreng Kampung



Oh an unexpected guest showed up this morning... PIKA - CHU!!!



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Mamafai wrote @ 11:58 AM |

 

Friday, August 13, 2004

..: Same hell, another day!!! :..

I know I am suppose to come back when I am feeling human again, but I just have to find some place to let it all out!.

Back to my hell!!! Everything is nuts at work. People don't want to help others and they bitch about it too. What am I supposed to do? Craziness is breaking out. Right hand doesn't know what the left hand is doing. Too many cooks in the kitchen. (Insert another stupid saying here.)

When is there 1 day where no one is not busy? Aren't we in the same team rowing the same boat? There were times when my day at work was only handling other people's work too. There were many time when I have to clean others' shits too. Why are people so freaking inconsiderate?

Even when you are on sick leave you have no chance to not think about work. I'm so dam tired of this hell...

Mamafai wrote @ 12:59 PM |

 

Thursday, August 12, 2004

..: Sickie :..

I'm sick. I can't eat. I can't do much of anything but sleep. Being sick is a weird thing. I have moments where I can breathe and I think that I must be getting better. Then a few minutes later I'm coughing and my throat feels like it's on fire. I've totally lost my voice and I'm feeling worse than I did at the beginning of the whole mess.

I'll be back when I feel human again.

Mamafai wrote @ 7:39 PM |

 

Tuesday, August 10, 2004

..: Non-Hand Washers :..

Why is it people do not wash their hands after doing their "business"? Are you trying to spread disease on purpose? Are you lazy? Do you really think you can't spread germs that way? Please, do tell. If you don't wash your hands here, I don't even want to think about what you do in the privacy of your own home. Don't expect me to share food with you!!!

Mamafai wrote @ 12:35 PM |

 

Sunday, August 08, 2004

..: Changes :..

Asyraf has decided, whether he knows it or not that he's growing up. Far gone are the days when he would let me comb his hair. Yesterday was the biggest change of all. He's decided that he wants to start combing his hair a certain way. Not the way mama usually does it, but his own unique way. This morning it looked a little weird and I wanted to straighten it up for him but he told me not to touch his hair. Afterall, according to him, he had already styled his hair perfectly.

It's very sad to see your baby growing up right before your eyes. I miss the days when he was tiny and would fall asleep while I was burping him and we'd wake up hours later in the same spot. Or when he was a toddler, he would get sick and he'd rest his head on my chest until he fell asleep. Or when it was okay for the other kids to see him getting a good-bye kiss and hug. I love that he's coming into his own but I sure do miss my baby.


We caught a glimpse of this laser thingy when we were somewhere in Marina last evening.



Mamafai wrote @ 3:33 AM |

 

Friday, August 06, 2004

..: Majulah Singapura :..

Asyraf celebrated his National Day with an hour of a mini concert this morning. He was pretty excited about it as he was involved in the concert. This is not the first time he performs infront of others. He did once before at his ACTPHABETS class. My boy did pretty well today and I am so proud of him!





Click here for more pictures.

Mamafai wrote @ 10:13 PM |

 

Wednesday, August 04, 2004

..: Another one of those days :..

Don't you just love it when you thought your life is going along smoothly and then all of a sudden some idiots throws a wrench in your perfect little world? For some reason this day has gone terribly. People pissing me the hell off left and right! I am just so damned mad right now I could kick that customer's stupid ass! Apparently I'm having another one of those days where everyone pisses me off.

Mamafai wrote @ 8:25 PM |

 

Tuesday, August 03, 2004

..: Good Vs. Evil :..

I really want some chocolate. Everytime I go to scrounge for some, I hear this debate going on in my head. Wanna hear it?

Good: Oh yes. Get some chocolate. I love chocolate.

Evil: Chocolate makes you fat. It also makes your face break out. Woman, keep away from the chocolate.

Good: Oh, that's just a myth. Chocolate doesn't cause acne. Chocolate is GOOD for you. It's filled antioxidants. It's good for your heart.

Evil: Good for stopping it maybe! Have you seen the fat content in chocolate? Do you want her heart to get plugged up with junk and eventually stop pumping? Are you that determined to get away from me that you'd kill her just so you don't have to listen to me anymore.

Good: Welllll.. NO! Of course not! I can't believe you would think that of me. All I'm thinking is that a little chocolate can't hurt her. It makes her happy. Happy is good. I'm all about good.

Evil: A little chocolate?!? She has no self-restraint! First, it's just going to be one piece of chocolate. Then she says she just wants two or three more pieces.. Next thing you know, ALL of the chocolate is gone and she's sitting there saying she wished she had listened to her conscience. ME! I'm her conscience. PUT DOWN THE CHOCOLATE! STEP AWAY FROM THE CHOCOLATE!

Good: Oh look.. You've scared her. You know what happens when she gets scared. She eats chocolate. Go ahead, Honey. It'll be okay. Eat some chocolate. It's good for you.

There you go.. And that's how I happened to eat a bar of Cadbury Fruit & Nuts in just a minute!




Good always triumphs over Evil. (At least in the Chocolate Wars.)

Mamafai wrote @ 11:53 PM |

 

Sunday, August 01, 2004

..: Too Blessed To Be Stressed :..

I'm back. Thanks to all the well-wishes. Too blessed to be stressed - that's what I keep telling myself. I'm trying to believe it and part of me does but then there's the other part that's totally freaked out about everything that's going on. I keep telling myself that everything's going to work out fine. And I'm trying not to dwell on how it's all going to work out. I'll just do what I can about it and pray that everything else falls into place.

Mamafai wrote @ 11:00 PM |

 

 

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