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Khayla after 10 months at an Islamic Montessori

Alhamdulillah it has been 10 months since Khayla started attending an Islamic Montessori. Click here to read my previous update on this. ๐Ÿ™‚

So, apart from her so-called toddler regression (which is under control now that Mr. Sunshine is sending her to school), I can say that she has been doing pretty good at school.

She tries to speak in English, and would sometimes ‘order’ me to do so too if I ask her to pass me something. “Saya tak nak bagi if Mummy tak cakap English and cakap ‘please’.”
Pffft, over tau ! Hehe.

She is trying to form more complex sentences and usually direct translates from Malay, like for example, “I want to go shop eat.”
I will praise her for trying but at the same time correct her. ๐Ÿ™‚

She has also started to learn to read in English.
She is currently on book 3 of the Ladybird Read With Me series. Hers is the Tom and Kate version, I used to read about Peter and Jane when I was small. Ahh, the memories !

We try to read to her before she goes to bed every night.

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The Read with Me series which Khayla has been reading.


There are also swimming classes which Khayla attends once a week but I think she’s having mixed feelings about them. Two weeks ago, she actually told her teacher that her head hurts so she can’t swim.
(Of course Mr. Sunshine and I have reminded her that it is not good to pretend to be in pain for any reason at all.)

Lately, she has been showing interest in solat. She would keep telling me that she “nak solat,” and keeps asking me if it’s time to pray already. She memorizes the basics that need to be recited during prayers because she has learnt in at school during her Solat Dhuha sessions. She obviously has lots to pick up but she’s only four, so inshaAllah, in due time. ๐Ÿ™‚

Khayla and her classmates are currently busy preparing for their annual school concert day next month. How exciting !! Looking forward to attend it (before or after I pop ! haha), InshaAllah.

Mr Sunshine and I have already paid the booking fee for next year’s session at the same kindergarten, so that just goes to show that we are satisfied with Khayla’s progress ! Yayyyyy ! Alhamdulillah. ๐Ÿ™‚


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Toddler Regression During Pregnancy

Before I go on, I just want to state that I am fully aware that Khayla is no longer a toddler. Hehe.

Since early last month (specifically after we went for the 3D scan), Khayla has been crying on and off at school especially when I drop her off in the mornings. She would hold on to me and cry, “Nak Mummy, nak Mummy !”.

Last week, she even ran out from her class to the gate as I was reversing my car to leave the school area. It took me about 15 minutes to console her. *nangis*

Her teacher and bibik have asked me whether anything had happened prior to her crying episodes but I reassured them that all is well at home. According to the bibik, there was one time she kept on sobbing until even when they performed solat Dhuha. *nangis*

Please bear in mind that this is all happening after 7 months of going to her montessori with no problems at all !
So I do not think it’s separation anxiety anymore.

Last Friday, Mr Sunshine decided that starting this week, he will be the one to send Khayla to school because dealing with her being emotional in the mornings affect my emotions too. Sedih Mummy tauuu.

But, yesterday morning I kissed her goodbye while she was still asleep, and to my surprise she immediately woke up and started crying, “Nak Mummy, nak Mummy,” again !
Even when I told her Ayah is around and that he will send her to school, she kept on crying and was clinging to me until our front door. *nangis*

People have been telling me that she is acting this way because I am pregnant and that it’s normal. I tried googling my problem up and came across a few articles which I think answers my queries.

So, apparently Khayla might be going through what they call toddler regression, and in her case it might be toddler regression during pregnancy.

Toddler regression is when your toddler starts acting like a baby, or extra clingy after months of independence.

According to Natasha Burgert (MD, FAAP, pediatrician at Pediatrics Associates in Kansas City, Missouri),

โ€œYouโ€™ve done such a great job of creating a natural, healthy attachment with your older child that heโ€™s feeling a bit โ€˜offโ€™ due to the change in routine related to your pregnancy. Kids notice changes in the attention theyโ€™re provided. Toddlers regress in their behavior because theyโ€™re seeking normalcy. Theyโ€™re trying to tell you to make sure that they get the attention theyโ€™ve been so used to getting.โ€ (Source)

According to theย What To Expectย website, aย toddler’s regression to babyhood (a time when he felt secure and close to you) may be caused by a number of factors:

  • It might be due to conflicting feelings about growing up (poor kids, so young and have to go through conflict !)
  • He may be feeling frustrated or overwhelmed by a developmental milestone
  • Reaction to a change or a stressful situation in his life, such as the arrival of a new sibling, starting preschool, or tension at home.

I spoke to Khayla’s principal last Friday evening, and even she mentioned that sometimes even though we might not think that our routine has changed but kids can notice even minute changes such as us being more tired than usual.

A couple of useful tips on how to handle toddler regression during pregnancy:

  1. Go ahead and baby your child. Let him cling, suck his thumb, or drink from a bottle (but fill it only with water). Not letting him slide back will only increase his desire to revert to babyhood and may prolong the phase. (Source)
  2. Heap on the love. Show him that he doesn’t have to act like a baby to get your attention. (Source)
  3. Doing your best to keep up your toddlerโ€™s routine โ€” while taking care of yourself โ€” is that best way to handle toddler regression. If youโ€™re not up for a game of hide-and-seek. Do something else together. Read a book or play with cars or dolls. Keep in mind that a certain amount of regression during toddlerhood is completely normal, even if you werenโ€™t expecting baby #2. (Source)

Any mothers out there who have experienced the same situation ?
I would appreciate your tips and advice.
Thank you in advance ! ๐Ÿ™‚


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because this is my one and only life.

I can count with my fingers the number of times I have gone out for lunch with my colleagues here. I usually walk back home to pray and/or take a short nap and/or surf the web during lunch time. And I have been doing so for the past 1 year for a couple of reasons. Reason number 1 being that, I don’t eat lunch on most days (of my life, hehe). Another reason is because I have always considered me being here in Terengganu as something ephemeral, and the only purpose I’m here is to work and work and work. And the only thing I look forward to everyday is to go back home to Gombak.

This afternoon my boss had this to say to me when I refused to go along with her and my colleagues for lunch, “Awak kena keluar lah kadang-kadang, baru ceria sikit. Ini asyik fikir nak balik je, mana tak sedih.”
Of course I had a rebuttal to that, but only now it occurred to me that she could be right.
I realized that I have been going through my days, not really appreciating them. Instead, I pass my days by looking to the future, constantly looking at the calendar, thinking of the next time I would be able to go home and be with my family and friends, or when will I finally get to transfer out of here.
I keep thinking that life would be better when I’m out of here. But I forgot to notice that my life is now, it’s happening now, whether I am loving it or not.
I really need to start living in the present. Enjoy now.
I should neither dwell in the past, nor overthink what’s ahead.

This might sound a tad ambitious coming from someone like me.
But I plan to try my very best. ๐Ÿ™‚

This is my one and only life, And its a great and terrible and short and endless thing, and none of us come out of it alive.” Holly Kennedy (P.S I Love You, 2007).


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of supplications.

“Bila ALLAH makbulkan doamu, maka dia menyayangimu,

Bila DIA lambat makbulkan doamu, maka DIA ingin mengujimu,

Bila DIA tidak makbulkan doamu, maka DIA merancang sesuatu terbaik untukmu

Oleh itu, sentiasalah bersangka baik pada ALLAH dalam apa jua keadaan…kerana kasih sayang ALLAH itu mendahului kemurkaanNya”



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all in good time.

I just wasted a bucket worth of tears and two days feeling miserable.

I was walking back from work last Thursday when I decided to give the Ministry of Health’s HR department a call. The minute I found out that both Mr Sunshine and my transfer applications were KIV-ed and that the next meeting to reconsider our applications would be at the end of the year, it was as if someone just hit me on the head but I did not feel pain.
I was in a daze.
I sat on the chair in my living room staring into space for about half an hour.
Then the tears started to fall. :'(
So many thoughts were running through my head, about Daddy and how cruel I thought the decision was because I submitted Daddy’s IJN doctor’s letter along with my application, about work and how it’s slowly starting to suck, about my friends who I felt like I am gonna lose if I continue being miles away. ๐Ÿ™


Honestly, I knew it was for the best. Because He always knows best.
But I just couldn’t stop crying.
I felt bad for making Mr Sunshine see me in such a disappointing state.
He had ran out of comfort words for me.
He took me out for dinner at McDonald’s that night, with intentions to cheer me up.

I had the new and delicious Black Pepper Spicy Chicken McDeluxe.

We ordered the large McValue meal which came with the much missed Spicy McShaker Fries ! Oh so sedap !!

I swear I felt so much better that night. Joking around with Mr Sunshine, watched Grown Ups after we got back, which was pretty hilarious by the way. ๐Ÿ˜€

Thanks to Mr Sunshine and a few comforting words from my family and best friends, I was not crying anymore.
I am okay, we’re okay. This isn’t that bad.“, I thought to myself before I went to bed.

I thought wrong.

I woke up on Friday morning feeling as though I had a huge brick on my chest.
And the tears started to run (happily ?) down my cheeks.
I woke Mr Sunshine up and asked him all these ridiculous questions like, “I think it’s (insert name)’s fault that our application was not approved, do you think so ? Yes it was !!” and said even more ridiculous things like, “I am not gonna be near to IKEA meatballs !!”.
All that while crying like a baby.

I decided I needed to go out.
I forced Mr Sunshine to take me somewhere far, anywhere besides Terengganu, please !
Even better if we got to watch a movie !
And so he brought me to watch a movie.
At East Coast Mall, Kuantan !
Had a late lunch at Black Canyon Restaurant. This is our forth time there and we’ve never not enjoyed the food there.
Mr Sunshine ordered the American Fried Rice (I’m assuming it’s Nasi Goreng USA, no ?)

And I had the super spicy and yummy Fettuccine with Seafood and Spicy Paste.

It tastes better than it looks like. Hehe.

We watched Eat, Pray, Love that evening.
Although my eyes were stinging and tired from all the crying I had been doing, I enjoyed the movie very much !
I can’t say the same for Mr Sunshine, hehe, but I commend him for staying awake throughout the whole two and a half hours.
“Kalau girlfriend ajak tengok movie macam ini, mesti tak tengok punya,” he told me.
What he meant was he watched it with me because I’m his wife and not just a girlfriend of his.”
Yes, I found that sweet. ๐Ÿ™‚
I have not read the book yet but I plan to do so soon. ๐Ÿ™‚
The movie not only provided me with some of life’s lessons that I needed, but also made me crave for spaghetti ! Hehehe.
Mr Sunshine, either he was being the darling he is or he was just afraid I was gonna end up in tears again (I choose to believe the latter), brought me to the nearest place we could have spaghetti at, which was Pizza Hut !
That’s happy, tired and swollen-eyed me with my Spaghetti Bolognaise.

And to end the day, I treated myself to my favourite Baskin Robbins’ Pralines and Cream ice cream !

Mr Sunshine went to great lengths to make me feel better and I love him so much for that.

I apologize for being such a nuisance, sayang. ๐Ÿ™

At the end of the day, I realized that I have so much to be thankful for.
At least Mr Sunshine and I are living together, and not living in different cities.
I have a job. I have to learn to accept it with all its trials and challenges. Who am I to say that if I move to another place, things will be better ?
Ikhlaskan hati, Melissa.
I have daily internet access, I have a telly with Astro.
I never go hungry.
And even though I won’t get my Nando’s or IKEA meatballs over here, there’s always McDonald’s. Hehe.

This might not be the right time for us to move anywhere. We’re not exactly in a stable financial situation to do so actually.
Staying here saves us from having to pay extra rent and fork out money for furniture.
I still can have extra snooze time in the morning before work if I want to, since the hospital’s only a 5-minute walk away.
Our rezeki is still here, in beautiful Terengganu. ๐Ÿ™‚
I need to start looking at all the good things that this place has to offer.
Allah knows what’s best for us.

I won’t deny that I am still sad, but grateful at the same time.

But perhaps you hate a thing and it is good for you; and perhaps you love a thing and it is bad for you. And Allah Knows, while you know not. (Al-Baqarah 2:216)

So yeah, I am okay now. We’re okay.
This isn’t that bad. ๐Ÿ™‚


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Mr Sunshine’s on his way to Kelantan and will only be back on Wednesday. InshaAllah.
This house is all mine for the next two nights.

I’m alright. So far.
Work keeps me busy, and by the time I get back from work I’m usually so worn out, the only thing that I can think of is getting to bed.
Lately, I have been pretty swamped with tasks to complete at work that I sometimes have to bring my work back home. Hmm.

Last Saturday after I was done at work, Mr Sunshine and I decided to go to Mesra Mall, Kerteh to check out the newly opened TGV cinema.
We watched Magika because there was nothing else to watch. Hehe. But the movie was not too bad lah. ๐Ÿ™‚
Since the place was new, we had no complaints. We sat through the entire movie with smell of new furniture around us.
Here’s Mr Sunshine with his cute Shin Chan pose in front of the cinema.

As you can see, he was not too happy about being forced to pose in public like that. Hehehe.

I am so inspired by a fellow blogger, Su’s weight loss success. I am so round (and flabby) right now, it’s not even funny anymore. I wish I had as much determination as Su has !
I am such a sloth.
If I don’t watch it, sooner or later none of my clothes would fit me. I do not want to look in the mirror and not recognize the person I see.

Apart from work (loads of drama happening there but I am not in the mood to elaborate), my life’s pretty uninteresting in a good way. Get what I mean ?


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hello october !

May you bring Mr Sunshine and I good tidings. Ameen.

But if you do not, I must remember to remind myself to always be grateful for all the blessings that I already have and that Allah SWT knows what’s best for me.
I have realized that I have to prepare myself for the worst case scenario. But minta dijauhkan, Ameen.
I have to brace myself because I know for a fact there’s no way any one of us can change how things are right now and I have no choice but have to break out of  my comfort zone and learn to adapt.

I feel bad for putting Mr Sunshine in a position in which he has to listen to my rants everyday for the past two weeks.
I can’t believe it has ONLY been two weeks.

Note: This post is not pregnancy/baby related. ๐Ÿ™‚


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of cramps.

I spent a day at Hospital Sultanah Nur Zahirah (HSNZ), Kuala Terengganu today, attending the first day of a 2-day Infection Control Seminar.
Somehow I had trouble keeping myself awake throughout all the talks. I could only stay alert when I had a sweet in my mouth. But let’s face it, I can’t be popping sweets into my mouth every 5 minutes, right ?
I limited myself to two pieces per an hour of talk.
That helped my attention span to last for about 10 minutes for each talk.
Well, better than sleeping through the whole thing.

As it was nearing lunch time, my menstrual cramps which started this morning, were getting the best of me. I could not sit still. My legs and back were aching and my tummy was in so much pain I just felt like curling up into a ball and staying in that position until the pain went away.

The pain got even worse after lunch time, when we had to stand during the group practical session.
I was lucky I had friends working in that hospital, and they (Biey and Salwa) brought me some painkillers, and as there was about a few minutes left to the end of the seminar, I quietly excused myself from my group to go and lie down in the prayer room.
I had to lah. The pain was unbearable !

I fell asleep and woke up an hour later when Mr Sunshine called to tell me he’d be arriving to pick me up soon.

I feel very much better now, Alhamdulillah.

Gotta get to bed early tonight so I won’t be nodding off at the seminar tomorrow, again.
Goodnight everyone.


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because i am a superwoman.

Yes I am.
(This is where you people go, “Yes, she is !”)
Thanks. ๐Ÿ™‚

I took the afternoon off today with intentions of cleaning up the whole house.
Mr Sunshine had initially made a schedule (a pictorial one, to be exact !) for us to clear up the place in stages starting the day before yesterday’s night.

But home cleaning at night is just not my thing. Hehe.
As a matter of fact, doing any kind of labor at night is not my forte.
My nights are for being indolent, watching telly and cuddling up to my man. Hehe.

Back to the story of my cleaning plans, I was pretty free at work just now, so I made a long list of the things I should do and as soon as I got back home, I turned on the radio and started work.
Guess what, I actually managed to arrange, reorganize, wash, dust, sweep and mop the whole house in 3 hours !
Just in time to surprise Mr Sunshine. ๐Ÿ™‚
I’m exhausted but nothing can beat the feeling of seeing a huge smile on Mr Sunshine’s face. ๐Ÿ™‚

These past few days have been pretty free and easy at the workplace.
It’s probably because most people are busy preparing for Raya rather than falling sick. ๐Ÿ™‚
When I say free and easy, I mean reaaally free and easy.
We even had time to make bubur lambuk.

All of us got to bring back two containers of the porridge. Best kan ?

When I had nothing else to do, I went around snapping photos of my friends.

Noor screening some ward prescriptions.

Matun checking on ward indents (orders).

I know I appear like the only person slacking at work, but I was actually done with screening all the earlier prescriptions. ๐Ÿ™‚
Tak percaya ? Tomorrow I’ll ask Noor to snap a picture of me while I’m at it. Haha.

And here’s the three of us when we all had nothing to do. ๐Ÿ˜€

Have I told you I will be working on the first day of Raya ?
Well yes I am.
So we will be leaving for Batu Pahat after I’m done with work.

I finally got to service my car last Saturday, it was way overdue for a major service.
It took more than four hours to be done, but Mr Sunshine and I did not just sit around and wait. We did a lot of walking !
One guy from the service centre dropped us off at Pasar Payang, where we bought 4 kilos of fish keropok to bring back to our hometowns this coming Raya.
Then, we walked  to the Kuala Terengganu bus stand where I bought a couple of hijabs to go with my baju Raya.
We walked to a boutique where Mr Sunshine bought his baju Melayu.
We walked to the place in town where it’s supposedly KT’s shoe heaven to look for shoes but did not find anything that we liked.
Both of us managed to get a haircut.
We walked back to the bus stand to get the keropok we kept in the bag storage area. 
Lastly, we walked to the taxi stand to get a cab back to the service centre.
We arrived just a few seconds before my car was ready. ๐Ÿ™‚
Oh yeah, thumbs up to Proton Edar Kuala Terengganu for their excellent service and hospitality ! ๐Ÿ˜‰

We took my car to the car wash right after that.
By the time it was all pretty and clean, we had about half an hour left to berbuka time.
But we still squeezed in a few minutes to drop by Al-Ikhsan where Mr Sunshine got himself a pair of Adidas shoes. ๐Ÿ™‚
That Saturday was a loooong and tiring one !
Our legs and feet were so sore the next day.

But all is good, I’m currently lazing around watching Chef Wan cook rendang on AFC while waiting for Mr Sunshine to get back from Tarawih.

Alhamdulillah. ๐Ÿ™‚


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i got you babe.

I am having trouble falling asleep.
I do not know whether it’s because it’s that time of the month, or because I have became accustomed to feeling blue whenever Aidilfitri is nearing since Mummy left.

I am secretly afraid of not being able to programme myself to be happy around Mr Sunshine’s family at Raya. It’s not that they’re bad people or anything (they have been great, Alhamdulillah). But I guess this takes getting used to, because I have not even gotten used to Raya without Mummy around, plus the fact I have never been this far apart from my family my entire life.

Oh yeah, and I am having my period now which means I am not pregnant. Yet.
I know I have seemed pretty cool about it all this while but it’s really, really, really starting to get to me. Like, is there something wrong with me ? I feel like I am disappointing not only myself but everyone around me.
Mr Sunshine especially. ๐Ÿ™

I am all torn up inside right now.

But as Mr Sunshine always say to me, “Semuanya datang dari Allah SWT.”
I know this is so cliche, but everything does happen for a reason.
I shall try not mope around this year during Raya.
I shall try not to worry about things I cannot control.
I shall try not to take insignificant people’s words or actions to heart.
I shall try not to stress myself up over petty things. – This one is the toughest of ’em all !

I should be appreciating the fact that this year will be the first year Mr Sunshine and I will be celebrating Aidilfitri as husband and wife. InshaAllah. Alhamdulillah.
And that I still have my family around even they are miles away. Alhamdulillah.

This better be just my hormones messing around with me.

I’ve gotta get to bed, Mr Sunshine and I have a long day ahead of us tomorrow.

P.S: Raya cookies status ? Almost gone. Hehe.

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