keep love

every full one weekend day is precious to me. I’m sorry if i have been repeating this, but it is true. however, this time around, even with the full knowledge of my work running faster than i can handle, i will learn to let go and that things will go fine and smooth even with my absence. i think it can. i believe they can.

with the foolhardy decision to continue studies and at the same time having additional portfolio to look into and dive in on-the-job learning, i have me and a family to care for as well. if i use to give 100% to work, nowadays i need to divide it properly to give myself some sanity. because 5 years down the road, i am turning the big 4, age is catching up, body is slowing down and if i think i still have that chance, now is the time isn’t it?

the plan is to slice the cake evenly so everyone has a role to play. without me losing it.

the focus for the year is my studies, since its hard-earned money to pay it off, i should at least make full use and focus on it as i had never done before. and focus on my bigbabyboy. it has always been him caring, providing and protecting me. it always feel like he did more for me than i do for him. could i perhaps show more love and care by being more present for his needs. we can pull this through together. chilling at home just the two of us seems even more precious now.

luluh

hi. i am surprised at myself sometimes, for always coming back here. like an exboyfriend you don’t really got over with. if it feels like that, i wouldnt know actually. the only real boyfriend i had is my husband now. *hearts*

it’s 8 years now. sometimes i still feel we’re like just 2-3 years into the marriage. time just passed by. age is catching up. we recreated our wedding songlist on spotify (also because we happened to volunteer to find songs for my sister’s wedding and let her choose her faves). and chanced upon some malaysian indie bands, some of which had been some forgotten faves, and then realised we love these same bands! see what 8 years made us into?! a makcik and pakcik couple into rock indie bands! i guess there are things you never knew about your partner and found out along the way.

i told him if i had met him some 10 years ago and knew he was into these bands, i would have fallen in love with him head over heels, as they put it. no turning back. haha. it’s a few weeks since our 8th year anniversary already but we still have these playlists on replay.

no matter. we are still in love very much this year (and for many many years to come), what’s with the three weddings we had back to back in the Kayat family.

anyway, i have this habit of song love spurts that makes me want to hear the song on repeat at a time, depending on the mood and whatever it is i’m facing at the moment, sometimes it’s just the music, the rhythm. but somehow this one particular grabbed my attention for the moment. maybe some euphoric unconscious familiarity that touched the mind and heart. this song makes my heart sank, really.

for my listening pleasure.

Ku telah hilang segala arah dan tujuan hidup ku.
Ku tak punya apa.
Ku mahu kau hadir berikan ku petunjuk.
Jangan biar ku hanyut
Luluh tanpa dikesan
Jangan biar ku terus
Hilang dalam sesalan

of Kechik & down time

i have to thank my little companion for this downtime i am having.

we sent our little one for sterilization, and being the three busy working adults at home, one of us has to stay and care for her for the next few days. i volunteered. she is my little one after all. i will take that responsibility with much eagerness and a reason to stay out of work. a reason i yearned for the longest time, since, well, first Jan. exaggerate much.

but really, january had been such a challenging month. i had headaches almost daily after work. i worked 6 days a week for, oh yeah, the whole of January. i don’t think we all had a good start this month. not me anyway.

so thank you little one for giving me this reason to lay down and be quiet. for the busy mind to loosen some knots and just, be quiet. for these shoulder pains ive been having to feel less strain. you know how they say, you need to take care of yourself first before taking care of others. it’s true right, we rarely do that. i think i owe myself this a lot.

anyway, taking care of this little one, feels just like taking care of a child, except there’s no cries and diapers to take care of, haha.

we sent her to the vet on monday morning at 10am, without food since 10pm on sunday, she’s a bit playful biting my toes in the morning, trying to tell me im hungry mommy feed me. but i cant baby. (haha, crazy mommycat convos in the head). but we played along, played some hide and seek to distract her, let her sit by the gate listening to the neighbourhood noises outside and waiting for some birds to fly by, she get excited by those, little nose and ears twitching. she’s happy both mommy and daddy is home to play with her on a monday.

prepped her with lots of small talks since last week though. so when we put her in her bag, she kinda seem nervous but still fine, because hey, we’re on for a short road trip.

in the car, as always, she wanted to be out of the bag and move around in the car. i let her out she’s excited looking out the window. but she knows she’s in for trouble.

reached the clinic, let her roam around a bit and she is obviously nervous. running to find some place to hide and hear this, actually mewing! she even went inside her bag willingly, because i think that is her security spot at this unfamiliar place. she settled under my chair but when a couple came in with their cat, she quickly hid behind her bag which was on the chair beside me. we comforted her, stroked her and she kept quiet waiting patiently for her ‘fluffy’ name to be called in.

finally, the moment came, brought her in and she was purring nervously. my heart breaks seeing her nervous like that. both me and hubby were reluctant to leave when the vet says, ‘ok you can go now, we will take care of her.’ But we were like ‘are you sure? do you need help putting her in the bag? do you need us to calm her down?’ haha. as if, the docs needed help?!

gave her a hug and some kisses. she gave us this ‘mommy/daddy don’t leave me’ kind of look, and trying to wriggle out of the nurse’s embrace. oh gosh. i finally know what it meant by searation anxiety, i think. haha. coz my heart was beating nervously as we walked out of the clinic. but bearing in the comfort that the experts will take care of our little one. my heart really breaks. so it was only 5.30pm onwards are we allowed to fetch her.

so after, 6 months of having the little one always home to be taken care of, i can say, i had a rare monday of what it used to be. i could do anything i want, free of responsibility. but it felt different. i was like…oh no, no Kechik around to play with. no Kechik to feed or sleep with…and then i’ll be like, come on Seri, like few more hours, jangan mengada. haha.. (but apparently i had to go back to work for a short urgent meeting, so there goes my ‘free’ monday)

it was a relief when the clinic called to inform that the surgery is done and Kechik is fine and she’s awake. i was like…awww my baby is ok and awake. and what do you mean she’s awake? she’s not sleeping? the kind nurse replied, yup she’s awake after the surgery. but come after 5.30pm to fetch her.

6pm and we’re on our way. the nurse told us again she’s fine and good to go. she’s been awake and just sitting down staring looking at the people around. now that i think about, i think she’s been awake, probably a bit stoned and unaware of the situation, but probably just sulking and waiting for mommy and daddy.

i think she’s just anxiously waiting for us to fetch her.

in the car, immediately she wanted to be out of the bag. i thought she would look drowsy or something, but she did look pretty awake and aware. let her out again, she smelled around and decided this is the car she knows and then slept on the seat. only then we can see she’s still pretty much weak. she just wanted to be assured that she will be back with her family before finally feeling relief and then she can sleep properly. i was like, feeling, heartwrenching lah baby ni.

let her sleep at home. drank a bit but she still don’t want to eat yet. let her sleep on the floor at her fave spot near our closet. but here’s another heartwarming moment.

we didnt want her to have to jump up and down the bed so we let her sleep on the floor. but sometime in the middle of the night, she woke and went to my side of the bed (which is like a lot of drowsy steps from where she was sleeping), i heard a little mew and she was peeking up at me. im like awww… you want to sleep with mommy daddy? ok come up. bring her up and let her sleep soundly with caresses, beside me throughout the rest of the night. haisssh Kechik ni. kalau dah manja, manja betul.

but my Kechik is strong. third day now. and she’s healing fast. eating ok, we applauded when she finally pooped haha. she wanted to be out of that uncomfortable collar, in fact, managed to squeeze her head out few times to lick herself. her naughty self back again.

she’s now stubbornly sleeping in SIL’s bedroom toilet. yes its clean. ive stopped worrying about that. whichever is comfortable for Kechik. sleeping with that cone on. kesian. give her 2-3 more days and we’re taking that out permanently haha.

get well soon baby and we can play hide and seek again.

Piper Kechik

So i have this little one.
who has totally captured my heart and literally taken over my life.
even when i am typing this out, she’s sitting right in front of me, ears twitching to all the small little noises, and then jumping from chair to chair just to look out for what ever it is that catches her curiosity.

i took her home two months ago, already it felt like its been forever. i don’t want her to grow up and i want her to stay kechik (small in malay) for the longest time.

i have never been much of a fan, to be honest. our first cat was probably, adopted more than a decade ago. little wyte. and then it was more of my siblings’ charge and then all the other kitties came along. both sides of the families are cat people. i felt like almost everyone had their own spirit animal. except me.

and then a call for one. these little five siblings, well, the cutest little things ever. i asked my husband whether we could adopt one. there was never a definite answer, but then when the time comes, both of us, just do and nods ahead. fetched her one night and then our lives changed.

i now have separation anxiety, i’m always thinking on what she’s doing and hoping that she will be okay everytime i know she will be alone. making sure she’s eating well and not falling sick. and surprise surprise, i monitor her poos and pees. i cleaned her litter box. i know, those used to irk me, never in my life, did i ever think of touching or cleaning those. nowadays though, it felt nothing, just something i had to do to stay clean.

happines is playing with her every day, which is a good thing actually, getting more steps for the record. and definitely our relief stresser.

and i am so happy husband is a cat person too. so he’s been besotted by this little one, always finding her to cuddle and disturb. i’m totally loving this man more and more.

so im praying my little piper Kechik stay healthy and happy. for many more years. because now, you’re a part of our lives. so many humans love you Kechik.

6 years

chilling at PV at the moment. enjoying my home pretty home.

today marks our 6th year of marriage.

our way of celebrating it is to stay home. well, i am entertaining myself doing quite a number of activities since about 5 hours ago, while my poor hubbyLove is stuck with work due to some problem that occurred since last night.

perhaps we might have gone out, but hubbyLove has to be constantly on the phone and connect to his work online so it’s just better to be home.

we had always spent our anniversary travelling but its been two years now we couldnt leave due to work commitments.

the highlight of the weekend is perhaps the dinner we had with my parents last night. it was a nice sumptuous enjoyable dinner at Straitskitchen Hyatt Hotel. I have always wanted to bring my parents to a dinner out at hotels and finally managed to. for one thing, their anniversary falls on a September too, 4th, and they have never had a hotel dinner on an anniversary. i mean, we rarely eat out, and hotel dinners are expensive. but for this year, alhamdulillah, get to bring them. and its nice to see my parents enjoying the food so much. especially my father who have been mentioning of having less appetite. im happy he had few rounds of meals. and mom too. i love the conversations we are having, except half way through, hubby’s distracted by calls from his boss. in a way, i was fortunate i had my parents around, imagine, if it had just been me and him and he had to move out to have a focused discussion on the phone and left me alone there?!

i enjoyed the dinner anyway.

so today, it had been a chill at PV day. i transferred the new stacks of books i bought from central home to here, updated my shelves, so to speak. love love love my books. and after a round of blossom blast game, decided to perhaps let’s just go to the gym, for once. and i did. and so so so glad that i had the gym all to myself! no one’s around! timecheck at about 1.30pm so next time, if i want to have an empty gym, perhaps lunchtime on a weekend is a best time.

and then, since the gym is facing the pool, i was tempted to ‘dive’ in. again, the pool all to myself! totally enjoyed the jacuzzi. and i managed to do a basic amateurish freestyle on my own! i learnt from youtube. ohh that’s another thing, youtube is the best! haha. makes my visit to the pool more meaningful now 😛

ok. enough.

happy anniversary hubbyLove. thank you for loving me and providing me with almost everything. thank you for your silent patience and never failing to send and fetch me from work on the weekends. especially when i have to be at work on both days. so the least i can do is giving back this patience with stolen hugs and kisses when you are engaged online and dealing with your work like this on our anniversary day. we are cool like that.

love you with all my heart.

little one, or two

do you not think
i yearn
to feel the soft skin
to smell a baby’s breath
to touch his cheeks and
see his smile

do you not think
i yearn
to hold her close to my heart
to hug and feel her warmth
to kiss endless kisses and
see her smile

do you not think
i yearn
to see pure eyes light up
to hear sweet voices calling me
to hold tiny fingers and toes
and see his smile

do you not think
i yearn
to call a baby my own
to give him that name i chose a decade ago
to finally see that dream come true
and that pain is all worth it for her

do you not think
i yearn
for a baby or two
to see the man his father is
to see her mother i will come to be
to finally announce we are no longer two
but a family complete with a him and her

for everyday i yearn
for everyday i pray
for everyday i miss
a gift which has not come to be
for everyday i dream
a life which has not exist

dear little one, or two
please know i yearn for you
that i am missing you
that i am calling a name
without a face
that i am ready for you

dear little one, or two
please hear mama’s call
please come to papa’s arms

dear little one, or two
please know we will always wait for you
please know we will always yearn for you
please be, soon.

first love

I was just thinking about changing my blog layout and perhaps change the header picture, to say, the recent travel to santorini. but then i realize, your first love will always stick with you, will always be the best love. and i will always love my trip to NZ. always. its been four years now and i still yearn for it.
so i decided, for now, NZ header picture will stay.

i truly have to count my blessings, because, i think i have had it easy. truly.

Alhamdulillah. Alhamdulillah. Alhamdulillah.

I have been given the opportunity to travel and see the world, like dreams come true, and safely at that.

May this marriage is blessed, as much as God has blessed us thus far. we are not perfect, but we will strive to be perfect. I love you hubby dearest.

1

the pic is taken from FB.

unpublished love

love you more than i could promise
and this heart skips a beat
with every morning message

the week is always bearable
because i get to see you at the end of it

i want to care for you as much as
you have cared for me

and i’m counting to the days
when i get to be in your arms
for the rest of my life

i was clearing up my emails when i found this one i sent to then-fiance-now-husband.
happy 4 years, love. on to 5th.
Bismillahirrahmanirrahim.

santorini baby!

i forgot to say hello to september.

its going to be our fourth year. and we are celebrating it with a honeymoon to….Santorini!

i am so excited about it but i am also feeling a bit nervous about flying. the last time i travelled was last year’s hongkong. and i want, i need to focus on my trip, so i better make sure that my work work is pretty much cleared or delegated to next person in charge. hopefully coming back feeling refreshed and inspired. well considering that the very moment i stepped down, im going to be involved with Korban. i was actually feeling pretty anxious with all the work, but after discussing with my teachers, i realised it is not so bad after all. In Sya Allah.

i pray that everything will be well. me and hubby there and everyone else here. i am really nervous but i have to keep calm and enjoy this trip. because i need this vacation! both of us need this! perhaps if God willing, a baby is created here. amiin.

everything will be alright. tawakkal.

birthday love

Happy birthday Abang dearest.

I pray for your health, barakah in the rezeki you worked so hard for a humble life for both of us, rahmah and forgiveness from Allah swt. May we stay strong and together not only in this world, but in heaven Amiin.
We may not be perfect, but in each other, we find completeness. with all the imperfections and weakness, we are right for one another.
I love you.

happy birthday dear

and happy birthday to my brother haliffi too. you will do great insya Allah. we will always support you and most importantly, take care of your health little brother. we are not getting any younger 😉