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Tuesday, April 18, 2006 I am super tired

2.34am...done with my packing but house in a mess....clean up my kitchen and next washing the clothes...next is to catch some sleep...part 2 of the house cleaning in the morning as my back is crying in pain...will someone give me a massage???
Well hubby trying hard to help me in between hearing cricket commentary online...he better help me with the house work or else I will give the commentary NOT pakistan vs india but Singapore Indian vs Pakistani. :D...men...they never change. LOL
I don't think I will blog while in karachi....I am going to make up for the lost time with my darling zoha...plus eat, walk and talk urdu.NO WORK for the next two weeks....that is soooooooo kewl.
Okie gonna catch some sleep.

10:53 AM |3 comments

Monday, April 17, 2006 fixing a broken heart...

“One moment life goes on normally and then all hell break lose…the love, respect, memories of moments spent together is all erased. Life has never been too good so when something bad happened, you couldn’t cry. No single tears to shed. Nature takes it cause and no fruitful attempt to restore the life. Hatred begins to grow within oneself. Not even realizing that the love you have has changed to hate. Not wanting to do anything with anyone. No interference from anyone anymore. Life is pretty smooth sailing with things as it is.”

~Feelings for the day

12:15 AM |4 comments

Sunday, April 16, 2006 Tis is too stressful

We are suppose to fly to Karachi on wednesday and DH has gone to SIA to postpone our trip but we are not sure if they will postpone it or not and I have not done any packing up till today...no big deal to some but with a infant along, I have to make sure I pack all her things esp her medication and food. Last minute packing can quite tedious and there is a high chance of forgetting somethings and I end up quarelling with my hubby over it. Yes I like to get things done at the earliest as possible whereas my hubby gets it done all at the last minute. That includes changing his mind about this trip and preferring to go on December. I was angry with him but I decided not to because I want to go with him happily on a trip. What he did not say is that he wants to postpone this trip because of his stupid boss...I hate that boss of his and I get upset with my hubby too many times. If I am upset with my hubby, it's got to be his boss doing...my hubby makes last minute changes because of that stupid, idoitic, stingy, crazy, immatured boss. This post is not supposed to be of his boss rather about our planned unplanned trip. Our first trip was so planned and carried out without any hassle. I packed my darlings' stuff few days prior to our flight and everything was in our luggage packed. We did not miss anything out. From the day we left to the day we returned, everything was fine. But this time, it was not the same. We bought the ticket the last minute and then the bombing in karachi, followed by the strike the next few days and we were hesitant to make this trip. Believe it or not, I did not care for the ticket price but I chosed SIA because it was the only direct flight and with my baby with us, I definetly prefer that. We purchased the ticket at a promotional price and right now it is so difficult to make any changes because of the terms and conditions tied with this promotion. On the other side, hubby was making me upset changing his mind now and then. He will be willing to help pack DZ's things if need to but still we will be rushing with the time. I have yet to update DZ's pic in her passport as the pic on her passport was taken when she was 3 months old. I have to rush to Immigration at lunchtime to have her pic updated in her passport. I have to make sure my house is all clean and neat if we are flying the day after tomorrow and I am working today and tomorrow. Life can be pretty messed up if we don't plan beforehand.

7:27 PM |3 comments

Sunday, April 09, 2006 Zoha's bedtime


Zoha freshens up. She smells all nice of Johnson Baby Powder and get dressed. Mommy applies VICKS on her nose and chest. She heads to her room with her pacifier in her mouth.
Mummy makes her milk, enters her room and lie besides her. DZ moves her way up to sit on mummy’s tummy and starts telling stories. Mummy listens attentively and helps her to pick up new new words along.
Mummy tells DZ that it’s time to sleep but DZ wants to play more. She throws her pacifier away from her. DZ instructs her papa, “PAPA CLOSE THE LIGHT!” After teaching her the word “ON”, she goes, “PAPA ON THE LIGHT…WHERE’S MY THEEM (her pacifier)?” After finding her theme, she goes back to sleep.
She wakes up, “MUMMY STAND UP…I WANNA PEE”. Mommy gets up, massages her stomach with VICKS and she lies quietly for few minutes. Then she goes,” MUMMY DUDU”. After drinking her milk, she lies quietly again for few minutes. She throws her theem away and goes “PAPA…ON THE LIGHT…WHERE’S MY THEEM?” Papa threatens her that if she throws her theem again, he will call the billi (cat) to catch her. She sneaks up to me and goes, “MOMMY RECITE….PAPA RECITE!” Papa recites first and then me…she sleeps nicely. Mommy looks at the time and an hour has passed.

8:46 PM |8 comments

Monday, April 03, 2006 feeling miserable

I am so angry with myself for being at work today, away from my baby who is not well these days. She is down with bad cold and cough. DZ has got ear infection and has been cranky day and night. Her voice has changed because of the cold and for the last 2 nights, I missed her story telling. I am having throat pain since yesterday night and I think I am going to get that flu bug soon. My head feels heavy and I feel pain on both my cheeks *sigh*. I am so worried for DZ and I pray that she gets well soon before our trip to pakistan. Another two more weeks to go and we still have not applied for our visa. I am so upset that DZ is not well and I am not thinking or planning anything about the trip for now. I am feeling so down... :(

6:18 PM |5 comments