Fendi Strap You

Since getting the new bag, I've been toying with the idea of changing the leather strap.

Most of the bags I own come with long straps - meant to be worn across the body, especially for a petite frame like me. Thing is, I've grown accustomed to shoulder strap so much and hardly ever wear crossbody style that the extra long inches are just useless on me.

And they made me look so 'slump' too FML. So a few weeks after getting the new bag, I dragged Shahrul across a few stores in KL which offer bag repairs, in order to alter the long strap.

And also, came across this. Fendi Strap You leather straps, compatible to be worn with most bags, with gorgeous embellishments.

woman talk

Whenever I have some time to open my Safari browser (with 2 kids around, that time is becoming less and less), I'd feel so guilty when the Blogger tab pops up. Showing me just how it's been weeks since my last update, and what a lazy-arse blogger I am.

So since both kids are now at the nursery (yes, we started sending Rafiy to nursery this week just to see how he'll adapt before I'm starting work next week. 3 months flew by so fast :O) this week has officially became my me-time week. But then the pumping time comes and I'm wondering how Rafiy is doing in the new environment; new caregiver, new bed, new place, etc - my paranoid mommy cap is taking the front seat almost 90% of the time, so I can't really enjoy the peaceness.

But during the time that I'm less paranoid, here's a new post.

Read this post last night on Dayre by @revelinme and couldn't help thinking.

"Can't women have career AND love/family at the same time?"

Rayyan and HFMD

Ever since Rayyan turns 2 years old, he has hardly fallen sick or had any serious fever because we followed a doctor's advice to give him vitamins. Compared to when he was 1 year old plus, he'd have running nose or occasional high temperature body so we had to send him to clinic a few times.

We met a doctor who's a friend of Shahrul's sister (who's a doctor too) and she advised us to give him a certain vitamin. So we thought, no harm trying as long as he's healthy.

So we did. He turned two, took vitamins around 2 to 3 times a day and not an ounce of Paracetamol consumed for the last few months.

So when last few days he had high temperature (more than 38 degree Celsius), we were concerned.

mommy of two

If you're wondering why there hasn't been any updates in here..

It's because I'm a mommy of two now OMG.

When there was only one child, I thought my life was super hectic already - outings are bizarre occasions which happen to be a luxury for us, our movie time was reduced to less than 10 a year because why would you bring a baby to a cinema?

Then, two kids happened..and my social life is basically zero. Blogging life too, as evident from the past month. It's been 1 month and a half since I gave birth to Rafiy, making the total of lives dependent on us now to TWO.

Let me tell you about my past 1 month and a half.

my labor partner

When I was counting hours and minutes to deliver Rayyan, I remember very little about what happened - the contractions were crazy and I didn't take epidural to help ease the pain.

Still, I remember Shahrul was frantic next to me, his one hand holding mine and another holding air zamzam/kurma/gas; whichever the nurses told him to give me at the right moment. 

I remember he was very calm despite knowing what would happen, or maybe it's just his default face. 

But I remember that while nothing of this help ease the contractions, I was relieved that he's around.

At the hospital after delivering Rafiy, waiting for the nurse to check us out. Obviously he's not the one having the contractions just a few hours before -_-