alisha's first raya



its the lil girl first raya and our first time lugging two kids around, from one house to another. thank god irfan is four and runs off with other kids most times. But still, it was extremely tiring.....i was all sticky, rimas and hot. and having to carry alisha around, made me feel so tired. compared to irfan, this girl knows what she likes and doesnt and demands things to be done her way. she likes to be carried only in a certain way, and creates a fuss when she wants to sleep. she needs to be changed, held in the right way, rocked to the right rhythm and the surrounding has to be cool enough for her. now that is definitely not easy to put together when you are at someone's house, sometimes sharing the house with abt 20 other people. the noise, the heat makes alisha squirm to no end, twisting and turning her body in my arms. and im in baju kurung, hot and bothered holding an equally hot and bothered baby. that sounds tiring isnt it. and this girl picks and chooses the people she wants. if she is ok with you, you can carry her and she will be fine, but if for some reason she is scared of you, she will scream on top of her lungs. so its not easy just to pass her around when im near fainting.

For the following pics, dont be fooled by my smile..

An overactive boy and a sticky chewy chocolate baby...i was feeling hot beyond words.


Her favourite position; upright and her feet going thump thump thump on my lap..i hear my bones breaking.


the overactive boy hugging me tight whilst im carryinng the lil one. i felt like a tree right about there. except im not so steady and can be uprooted easily. luckily i was barefoot. boleh balance sikit.

so this year, ive thrown the accessories, the tiny cek-kak bag, the careful makeup and the heels out of the window. im so sure that if im wearing heels, its just a matter of time before i trip and tumble in my kain whilst carrying alisha. accessories will just mean having alisha all over it as she pulls and directs them to her salivating mouth. i can just imagine. makeup is basically more concealor than anything else. no point putting much effort there, coz im sure before i even step into the first house, i would be totally drenched in sweat and my makeup will just dissolve in my berminyak face. so why waste time right?

but one thing i like doing is dressing alisha up....oh that i like! thanks to gifts frm kind friends and relatives, she has so many pretty dresses waiting to be worn. and i just cannot tahan looking at how cute they all are.im wondering if all the dresses and hairband im putting on her are the reasons which make her extra fussy and uncomfortable..but then again, i really cant help myself! sometimes i tengok dia pun i rimas, ngan dress all...but the next time we go visiting, i still dress her up. why ah... why??

well, tomorrow is another round of mass house visiting. another round of lugging her from one house to another. oh..how exciting..im already feeling rimas right about now.




Notice how happy she is when we are heading home! we are with you, girl! Home, home home..we'd be looking forward to that too tomorrow.

ok till later!!