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5th Oct 08 – Just less than 2 weeks after his elder sister’s birthday, now it’s Mika’s turn to celebrate his.

He turns one on this very day. We did not make any plans on any major celebrations, but instead we had a small cake-cutting affair at my sis-in-law’s place when we visited her in the morning. We had in fact arranged to go for Raya visitation to P’s side of the family on Sunday, and had collected the cake at Vivo City before we came over.

Mika was oblivious of the small celebration we had arranged for him.

Happy 1st Birthday darling!

It’s a bit surreal to think about where Misha, P and I (even Mika) all were three years ago at this time. Misha was just about to meet the world, and our whole family has changed quite a bit over the past three years. It’s amazing to think about how much she has grown, and most notibly when Mika was born last year made her all growned-up and seem pretty much a big sister now.

Her first year was full of developmental changes, and the more obvious one was her physical side. She looks more and more like P by the day, and we notice a mixture of our characteristics when we both were younger. She has bits of my agility, and pieces of P’s wits and stubbornness.

Between years one and two the changes have seemed to be more verbal.  She’s gone from the basic “no’s” and “nak’s” to three and four word sentences.  She has developed preferences and opinions, and is not shy about sharing them. Like the other day, when I was checking on her diaper (yes, we are still trying hard to toilet-train her, and it *will* happen later if not sooner), she quickly turned to me and said, ‘Mommy, don’t touch my backside’. And when I covered her head with a towel, she giggled and said while pointing to her head, ‘Eh look, like Bik Nana!’ (mimics my sister because she normally wears a headgear in P’s presence).

There are times when she showed us her ‘heck-care’ and strong-willed attitude by refusing to listen to us (we’re still working on this, by the way). But it takes a bit of a gentle approach to reason with her to make her understand why she had to do what we told her to. For instance, like wiping her wet hands with a towel, and throwing used tissue paper into the dustbin, and keeping quiet while her brother is asleep, etc. For P and I, the communication piece has been huge – it’s allowed us to understand her needs better, and learn more about who she is.

Back at her childcare centre, we get a couple of positive feedbacks about her from her teachers. We were told that she has been actively participating in class activities. She can count from one-to-seventeen (skipping fourteen and sixteen in between) and also counting one-to-five in spanish thanks to Dora, and memorizing numbers and alphabets. She recognizes simple shapes like circle, triangle, square, rectangle, star, heart and oval. She knows her primary colours (and again thanks to Dora for the Spanish version as well).


She is learning fast and I hope she would explore more newer things in future.

Happy Birthday, Misha! Sorry that we (mommy & daddy) did not cook up a birthday bash for you this year like we did for your first birthday. But we hope you enjoyed the Mickey Mouse cakes you had hand-picked for yourself. They were tasty indeed.

Lots of love,
Mommy.

It was nice of my colleagues to drop by my home for a small get-together on my birthday (at the same time to see Mika). A.C who came all the way from KL for a business trip was also among the group, and she had surprised me with a little cake she had bought from the hotel she was staying.

Thank you very much, I really appreciate it.

 

And here’s for Liza too…

** Happy Birthday to us… **
** Happy Birthday to us… **
** Happy Birthday to uuuussssss… **
** Happy Birthday to us !! **

Happy 28th!! It’s been a while since we last did these together…

 

Cepat balik ye, so we can meet up.

Happy 2nd birthday, Misha!


>> 24.09.2007 <<

It was 11.45pm on September 23rd. We had to forcefully keep Misha awake just so that we could cut the cake at the stroke of midnight (she wasn't even sleepy then anyway).

Why couldn't it wait till the next day, you'd ask? Because so happens that her Wak Pa'at and friends were having a sleepover that night for a delayed telecast of MotoGP viewing. And since the next day was a working day for them (and P), and any kind of celebration had to wait till only after break fast (due to fasting), so we would rather have it much earlier.

We were much more excited than Misha ever was (it seems).

I hope you like the Pizza. I know it’s not much lah… I should be giving you a much better treat. But we have to wait until my pay day, ok?

Selamat ulang tahun yang ke 50! Semoga Allah cucuri rahmat dan panjangkan usia. Amin.

Sorry that this came a little late, but I would like to wish both my brother and sister a happy belated 14th and 18th birthday respectively!!!

So Ana, apa rasanya dah turn 18 ni eh? :)

Niari korang dua ikut aku pergi TM, ok? Getting you both the birthday pressies you two deserve.

Here’s to Liza (and I)…

Happy birthday to us…
Happy birthday to us…
Happy birthday to u-u-u-u-sss…
Happy birthday to us!!

…lagi 4 tahun dah tiga posen, mak oii…(O_o)

And from the little one to dearest mommy… a little pressie to one who likes to take one snap too many…

Haha…why thank you, missy! :p

Selamat ulang-tahun yang ke 51, ayahanda yang tercinta! Semoga Allah panjangkan usia…Amin.

I had a good laugh the moment I saw Yati’s text message on my cell phone. It made me recall how interesting my journey has been throughout the 25 years of my life.

When I was much, much, younger, I’ve always had this vision, that at this age, of becoming a certain someone who’d probably be married with two kids, living in her own house, owning a luxury car and having a very successful career. But now that I’ve reached this milestone (in fact even before that), I realized it’s completely not possible that I’d ever get the life that I dreamed about as a child. I know that my life has taken significant turns away from this vision over the course of this journey. At different stages, this vision keeps on changing. Being an adult at this age is definitely different than, say, when I was just about to turn 18. However inside of me, there are times when I feel as if I am still a child, in need of some help in one form or another.

At 12, when I first gotten my Identity Card, I felt like I was finally growing up, and was really proud when Dad paid my adult fare for the ferry ride to Sentosa. At 13, when I was finally in Secondary school, I strive very hard to be a ‘kakak-kakak’ wannabe, and constantly under my teachers’ supervision. Then comes the ups and downs of my failed relationships for the next couple of years which required major guidance from Mom until I’m finally 17. At this point, I longed very much for my 18th birthday just so that I could get an entry into the Hard Rock Cafe (and yes, who would forget those fake IDs then). At 18, I proved that I was able to get a bike and car license separately in a time-span of 7 months (of course I’m ever so grateful to Dad for helping me out financially).

At 21, I consider myself to be quite independent, but still feel like there is so much to learn and do.I jumped at almost every chance of watching an R(A) movie in theatres (I also jumped at the chance of watching Shrek and Monsters Inc, mind you). Now at 25, I still squeel at the sight of Del Piero’s poster in the centrepage of Four-Four-Two magazine! *g*

There you have it. Although initially I did rankle at the idea of turning 25 (yes, I had my fair share of complaints about getting old and such), thinking of these made me feel that my life isn’t actually that bad at all. Now in this happy moments, I’m going to sing myself a birthday song, and start my suku-abad-ness with a bang.


..happy birthday to me…
..happy birthday to me…
..happy birthday to meeeeiiieeee…
..happy birthday to me…


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