SABAR

EIii rasa cam dah empat tahun tak memblog. Bz bukan main..And whenever there is time to do it, takde pulak idea yang melimpah ruah.

My piling works are still as high. But i think for the sake of my sanity, i have to take a breather and update my lil online diary of the happenings in the house of Razan.

Alesha is as joyful as she can be. Still singing Air Pasang Dalam with the alternate of 'pokok bunga telor..' and 'pokok bunga melor'. Still showing tantrums whenever she feels like it. Both parents are hangin on a thin thread before snapping and lashing a backlash. Hahahha...nah!! i dont think i will be using my 'backlash' on her yet. Hopefully not ever. But she is testing our patients. Mantra : Sabarrrr.. Think of her sweet smile and Sabaaaaarrrrrr

Azhad is a confirmed cry baby. He cries when he sees me, he cries when he doesnt see me. Long story short, he cries!! Both Parents are definitely not revisiting the idea of another baby soon..and Most definitely counting days when he will be a toddler. (Duh! did that with Alesha and now wishing that she remains an infant!). No matter how hard he cries, Azhad is the best baby in the world when he is in my arms. Makes everything worthwhile when his cries stop immediate when i pick it up and replaced with a big grin. Or so you think! Not when its 8.00 am in the morning and i am rushing to work with my tummy growling to do its morning ritual!!!
Again ..Mantra: Sabarrrrr....