I finally have time to blog! Here's one about traveling with the little one that I get asked frequently about. I'm no pro at traveling with babies so feel free to share more tips in the comment section or drop me a DM... because I really want to know! From traveling to UK (Umair's first trip was a long haul flight and thankfully it was a breeze), to KL and Singapore and recently to Seoul (I love Seoul btw!), and taking into account my frequently asked questions on Instagram, this is what I've gathered:
ON THE FLIGHT
1. Pack their toys, snacks and books or have videos ready.
We had to download Pinkfong videos on Youtube for Umair. I'm trying to reduce his screen time so whenever we pull this card out, I feel like such a failure. Sigh. But anyway, when we flew to UK, all he did was drink, sleep, poop, sleep and repeat. Now, he loves running around, plays hide and seek with our seat neighbors and basically wants our unwavering attention. We take out our ammo one by one so it buys us time. So far it seems to work. We've also managed to distract him when we're busy eating, so that's good.
2. Prepare a bottle of milk or a pacifier for take-off and landing.
I know the pacifier is so controversial, but it really calms Umair down in ways I cannot explain. I do get worried about his teeth or his over-reliance but... sometimes I just let it go because he falls asleep as soon as we give it to him. So far, he hasn't been bothered by the air pressure... so I guess feeding him works.
A lot of people ask how we bring our milk formula and bottles onto the plane. I was worried about this too on our first flight but you can actually bring your hot water on-board so not to worry. They understand. We have each bottles pre-filled with room temp water too!
3. Pack socks and extra clothes.
For the baby AND YOURSELF. I remember arriving in London and realizing that it was me smelling like poop. Umair's poop had leaked onto my pants!! And when we were in Seoul, Umair had gotten carsick in the taxi and puked all over himself AND Hazim. I bring socks in case he gets cold on the plane. Probably not necessary for short-haul flights but I still have it packed anyway because even on 1 hour plane rides, my feet gets cold and that would increase trips to the bathroom........
UPON ARRIVAL
4. Food Preparation
6-12 months: Bring your food processor. We brought our trusty Beaba in its travel case. I know some prefer the rice cooker so whichever works. Once you land, you can quickly just drop by a supermarket to get your rice, fruits and vegetables for the whole trip. But if you have no time to do that, you could pack all that too for the x number of days you'll be away (I've done that once).
Above 12 months: Save some porridge/food from the hotel's breakfast in an insulated jar that will last you through lunch hahaha. I love hotel breakfast. Unfortunately, in Seoul we didn't want to pay BND70 per person for breakfast, so that was a bit tricky. We just ordered rice and something simple for Umair wherever we ended up eating. Hazim's the stricter one... no salt, no oil and fried food etc, so we made sure to avoid all that.
But I suppose at the end of the day, what's important is that your child is fed. Umair has had yoghurt, dimsum, pancakes, omelettes (try eggs at home first please), etc when we're abroad. He LOVES going on holiday, I swear, because when we come back, it's back to eating bland food!
5. Pack your oils
Or whatever works for your baby. I brought these ones from Bellary Nature, a mini tube of Sudocream and a pot of Vicks BabyRub (some may contest but it works on Umair and especially after our trip to UK when he fell sick... I will do whatever it takes to prevent that from happening again!). I use it before we go out in the cold, when he's having a restless night, when he's motion-sick or coughing, etc.
6. Wash your baby bottles
We usually just have his washing liquid in a small travel-sized dispenser and bring a long a laptop-size container that's deep enough to soak his bottles in. I'm really not sure what's the most efficient way. If you have a better idea, let me know!
7. Get an easy stroller
This was the first thing I looked for when we were first looking for strollers. Obviously I wanted the super chic looking Stokke ones but let's be real here... I'm not going to be strolling Umair around in this heat--this isn't Hyde Park in September. My first condition was that it would fold into something I could carry easily and the Baby Zen Yoyo did just that. You fold it and throw it on your shoulders and get on with your day. You can also fit it in the overhead compartments on the plane but we chuck it in cargo now because that's one less thing to carry!
Some people prefer those toddler leashes/harnesses or a carrier because their babies don't like being strapped to a stroller (I don't get why they don't... you just have to sit down and someone pushes you to the next destination while you drink haha). Umair now prefers to walk about btw so we had to get a harness. I'm a paranoid mom and he cannot be more than a metre away from me!
Love,
Trip Tips: Baby Edition
Friday 14 December 2018
I finally have time to blog! Here's one about traveling with the little one that I get asked frequently about. I'm no pro at traveling with babies so feel free to share more tips in the comment section or drop me a DM... because I really want to know! From traveling to UK (Umair's first trip was a long haul flight and thankfully it was a breeze), to KL and Singapore and recently to Seoul (I love Seoul btw!), and taking into account my frequently asked questions on Instagram, this is what I've gathered:
ON THE FLIGHT
1. Pack their toys, snacks and books or have videos ready.
We had to download Pinkfong videos on Youtube for Umair. I'm trying to reduce his screen time so whenever we pull this card out, I feel like such a failure. Sigh. But anyway, when we flew to UK, all he did was drink, sleep, poop, sleep and repeat. Now, he loves running around, plays hide and seek with our seat neighbors and basically wants our unwavering attention. We take out our ammo one by one so it buys us time. So far it seems to work. We've also managed to distract him when we're busy eating, so that's good.
2. Prepare a bottle of milk or a pacifier for take-off and landing.
I know the pacifier is so controversial, but it really calms Umair down in ways I cannot explain. I do get worried about his teeth or his over-reliance but... sometimes I just let it go because he falls asleep as soon as we give it to him. So far, he hasn't been bothered by the air pressure... so I guess feeding him works.
A lot of people ask how we bring our milk formula and bottles onto the plane. I was worried about this too on our first flight but you can actually bring your hot water on-board so not to worry. They understand. We have each bottles pre-filled with room temp water too!
3. Pack socks and extra clothes.
For the baby AND YOURSELF. I remember arriving in London and realizing that it was me smelling like poop. Umair's poop had leaked onto my pants!! And when we were in Seoul, Umair had gotten carsick in the taxi and puked all over himself AND Hazim. I bring socks in case he gets cold on the plane. Probably not necessary for short-haul flights but I still have it packed anyway because even on 1 hour plane rides, my feet gets cold and that would increase trips to the bathroom........
UPON ARRIVAL
4. Food Preparation
6-12 months: Bring your food processor. We brought our trusty Beaba in its travel case. I know some prefer the rice cooker so whichever works. Once you land, you can quickly just drop by a supermarket to get your rice, fruits and vegetables for the whole trip. But if you have no time to do that, you could pack all that too for the x number of days you'll be away (I've done that once).
Above 12 months: Save some porridge/food from the hotel's breakfast in an insulated jar that will last you through lunch hahaha. I love hotel breakfast. Unfortunately, in Seoul we didn't want to pay BND70 per person for breakfast, so that was a bit tricky. We just ordered rice and something simple for Umair wherever we ended up eating. Hazim's the stricter one... no salt, no oil and fried food etc, so we made sure to avoid all that.
But I suppose at the end of the day, what's important is that your child is fed. Umair has had yoghurt, dimsum, pancakes, omelettes (try eggs at home first please), etc when we're abroad. He LOVES going on holiday, I swear, because when we come back, it's back to eating bland food!
5. Pack your oils
Or whatever works for your baby. I brought these ones from Bellary Nature, a mini tube of Sudocream and a pot of Vicks BabyRub (some may contest but it works on Umair and especially after our trip to UK when he fell sick... I will do whatever it takes to prevent that from happening again!). I use it before we go out in the cold, when he's having a restless night, when he's motion-sick or coughing, etc.
6. Wash your baby bottles
We usually just have his washing liquid in a small travel-sized dispenser and bring a long a laptop-size container that's deep enough to soak his bottles in. I'm really not sure what's the most efficient way. If you have a better idea, let me know!
7. Get an easy stroller
This was the first thing I looked for when we were first looking for strollers. Obviously I wanted the super chic looking Stokke ones but let's be real here... I'm not going to be strolling Umair around in this heat--this isn't Hyde Park in September. My first condition was that it would fold into something I could carry easily and the Baby Zen Yoyo did just that. You fold it and throw it on your shoulders and get on with your day. You can also fit it in the overhead compartments on the plane but we chuck it in cargo now because that's one less thing to carry!
Some people prefer those toddler leashes/harnesses or a carrier because their babies don't like being strapped to a stroller (I don't get why they don't... you just have to sit down and someone pushes you to the next destination while you drink haha). Umair now prefers to walk about btw so we had to get a harness. I'm a paranoid mom and he cannot be more than a metre away from me!
Love,
Other than wrinkles, dark pigmentation and back aches, there are two other signs of aging that you'll experience.
1. Diminishing Returns of Materialism, and
2. Increased Propensity to Save.
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| My first Balenciaga |
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My recent big purchase was the Dior Saddle Bag and the strap that's paired with it in the Dior influencer campaigns. Now... don't get me wrong... I don't regret purchasing it but I did feel a tiny-sized bullet go through my chest as I was paying for them. There was something else I realized... I didn't feel as ecstatic as I did before.
I remember my first few designer bags. I was into Balenciaga City Bags and I really wanted them... I may have even cried because I wanted them that much. I think they were one month's worth of student allowance back when I was an undergraduate in Nottingham. When I graduated from my Masters, I ended up with a Gucci, a Prada, 2 Balenciagas, 6 Bond No. 9 perfumes, loads of shoes... and a whole lot of other luxury items that I was afraid to bring home to my mother. I mean, my parents would have to send me food from home and they'd lecture me every time they see something new. Pretty embarrassing--not proud of it.
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| Aftermath of Kurt Geiger going on sale - mine and my housemates |
I remember being so ecstatic about those purchases I would have hugged them to sleep if I could. But now... I'm not as happy considering the amount I just swiped. I realize that every other new luxury item I purchase, it makes me more happy but the amount of marginal happiness is depreciating.
What's increasing is my addiction to park money for the future. I get excited about saving now and watching your savings grow makes you even more motivated to save. I can give you savings tips--maybe next time. Wow, I feel so adult. I never thought I would get here, but here I am. I think twice before swiping my credit card. I got my insurances and retirement plans set (scarily, it still isn't enough for me to maintain my current lifestyle when I retire). I've parked a little in investments and my car loan is paid off.
I do wonder if I'll ever feel that level of euphoria again. I think the last time I really loved a luxury purchase was in 2014 and it was a pair of Louboutins. But this is good! I will remind myself every time I want a new bag whether it'll make me crazy happy or just mediocre happy. If it's the latter, it's definitely not worth it.
I do still splurge on myself from time to time. I am a girl after all and a professional shopaholic. Once in a while, I get myself an expensive dress or spend a bit too much on skincare (another sign of aging btw is when you choose skincare over makeup) but now I can feel that I have more control over my impulses. If I don't need it or if there's a cheaper option, out my cart it goes.
Love,
Diminishing Returns of Materialism
Saturday 3 November 2018
Other than wrinkles, dark pigmentation and back aches, there are two other signs of aging that you'll experience.
1. Diminishing Returns of Materialism, and
2. Increased Propensity to Save.
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| My first Balenciaga |
|
My recent big purchase was the Dior Saddle Bag and the strap that's paired with it in the Dior influencer campaigns. Now... don't get me wrong... I don't regret purchasing it but I did feel a tiny-sized bullet go through my chest as I was paying for them. There was something else I realized... I didn't feel as ecstatic as I did before.
I remember my first few designer bags. I was into Balenciaga City Bags and I really wanted them... I may have even cried because I wanted them that much. I think they were one month's worth of student allowance back when I was an undergraduate in Nottingham. When I graduated from my Masters, I ended up with a Gucci, a Prada, 2 Balenciagas, 6 Bond No. 9 perfumes, loads of shoes... and a whole lot of other luxury items that I was afraid to bring home to my mother. I mean, my parents would have to send me food from home and they'd lecture me every time they see something new. Pretty embarrassing--not proud of it.
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| Aftermath of Kurt Geiger going on sale - mine and my housemates |
I remember being so ecstatic about those purchases I would have hugged them to sleep if I could. But now... I'm not as happy considering the amount I just swiped. I realize that every other new luxury item I purchase, it makes me more happy but the amount of marginal happiness is depreciating.
What's increasing is my addiction to park money for the future. I get excited about saving now and watching your savings grow makes you even more motivated to save. I can give you savings tips--maybe next time. Wow, I feel so adult. I never thought I would get here, but here I am. I think twice before swiping my credit card. I got my insurances and retirement plans set (scarily, it still isn't enough for me to maintain my current lifestyle when I retire). I've parked a little in investments and my car loan is paid off.
I do wonder if I'll ever feel that level of euphoria again. I think the last time I really loved a luxury purchase was in 2014 and it was a pair of Louboutins. But this is good! I will remind myself every time I want a new bag whether it'll make me crazy happy or just mediocre happy. If it's the latter, it's definitely not worth it.
I do still splurge on myself from time to time. I am a girl after all and a professional shopaholic. Once in a while, I get myself an expensive dress or spend a bit too much on skincare (another sign of aging btw is when you choose skincare over makeup) but now I can feel that I have more control over my impulses. If I don't need it or if there's a cheaper option, out my cart it goes.
Love,
I'm in the middle of Season 10 of Grey's Anatomy now. I know... I'm kind of late to the game and never really understood the craze but I'm definitely on board now. Anyway, I just passed the episodes where Meredith was feeling like she had to prove that she was a good surgeon despite being a mom. Sometimes it's really odd when things around you mirror your exact feelings be it a song or a movie or in this case... a popular medical series.
Ever since I had my son, I've felt the need to prove to people at work that I can do my job well despite having to go to doctor's appointments during office hours and what not. This on top of feeling like I have to prove that I'm not a bimbo airhead who's into fashion and beauty only. I've cried myself to sleep, had anxiety attacks and felt a little down... all because I feel like I'm not up to a certain standard or on par with people who can work after hours and read emails at 9PM (in a work environment that I feel penalizes those who don't btw). I've dialed down my social media presence enough so I can give in extra hours to do work but not enough for brands to stop working with me.
You want to know what's more ridiculous? My work guilt is sometimes bigger than my mom guilt... which in turn makes me feel more guilty because I feel like such a horrible mom! When my team stays late til 7PM... I feel more guilty leaving them than I do not spending time with my baby... MY BABY?! My baby who's growing up too fast and sooner or later will not want to spend time with me. What is the matter with me?
The feminist in me also refuses to back down at the office because for years people fought for our rights and we're now able to go to work and earn money for ourselves. I loathe every time I hear someone make 'maternity leave' as an excuse. Like... oh we need more men in the workforce because women go on maternity leave for three months. I'm going to leave it at that now because that's a topic all on it's own. But anyway working moms, I want you to know that you are not alone. The point of this post is to let you know that we're all in this together.
I still go through these phases... but I haven't given up at work. I do everything I can and as much as I can when I'm on my desk. But I try really hard to allocate my time after hours (6.30PM max at the office) and during weekends for my family. I don't do work when I'm at home or when I'm on leave. I don't beat myself up every time I feel I'm a bit behind because of it. I get up... and catch up and move on. I just needed to stop doing that to myself.
There's that quote... I forget. But it was about... setting your priorities straight. It was about... giving people the time they deserved. It was about... putting time and effort with your family. The quote was about choosing between your career and the people you love. It reminded me that while your job can replace you in a second, your son looks at you like you're the best thing on the planet and you're irreplaceable.
As much as we want to give 100% to both motherhood and our careers... we only have 100% to give. I still have my daily battles but I think I'm winning. I just need to make sure I still perform at work, I'm on top of things, I'm able to solve problems... and if it seems like my colleagues are better than me because they can give their full 100% at their job and do work til 11PM... I'm not going to feel like I'm inadequate. I'm not going to blame motherhood or myself. I may cry... But I'll still kick ass the next day.
Tell me I'm not alone.
Love,
Good Mom vs Good Career
Saturday 27 October 2018
I'm in the middle of Season 10 of Grey's Anatomy now. I know... I'm kind of late to the game and never really understood the craze but I'm definitely on board now. Anyway, I just passed the episodes where Meredith was feeling like she had to prove that she was a good surgeon despite being a mom. Sometimes it's really odd when things around you mirror your exact feelings be it a song or a movie or in this case... a popular medical series.
Ever since I had my son, I've felt the need to prove to people at work that I can do my job well despite having to go to doctor's appointments during office hours and what not. This on top of feeling like I have to prove that I'm not a bimbo airhead who's into fashion and beauty only. I've cried myself to sleep, had anxiety attacks and felt a little down... all because I feel like I'm not up to a certain standard or on par with people who can work after hours and read emails at 9PM (in a work environment that I feel penalizes those who don't btw). I've dialed down my social media presence enough so I can give in extra hours to do work but not enough for brands to stop working with me.
You want to know what's more ridiculous? My work guilt is sometimes bigger than my mom guilt... which in turn makes me feel more guilty because I feel like such a horrible mom! When my team stays late til 7PM... I feel more guilty leaving them than I do not spending time with my baby... MY BABY?! My baby who's growing up too fast and sooner or later will not want to spend time with me. What is the matter with me?
The feminist in me also refuses to back down at the office because for years people fought for our rights and we're now able to go to work and earn money for ourselves. I loathe every time I hear someone make 'maternity leave' as an excuse. Like... oh we need more men in the workforce because women go on maternity leave for three months. I'm going to leave it at that now because that's a topic all on it's own. But anyway working moms, I want you to know that you are not alone. The point of this post is to let you know that we're all in this together.
I still go through these phases... but I haven't given up at work. I do everything I can and as much as I can when I'm on my desk. But I try really hard to allocate my time after hours (6.30PM max at the office) and during weekends for my family. I don't do work when I'm at home or when I'm on leave. I don't beat myself up every time I feel I'm a bit behind because of it. I get up... and catch up and move on. I just needed to stop doing that to myself.
There's that quote... I forget. But it was about... setting your priorities straight. It was about... giving people the time they deserved. It was about... putting time and effort with your family. The quote was about choosing between your career and the people you love. It reminded me that while your job can replace you in a second, your son looks at you like you're the best thing on the planet and you're irreplaceable.
As much as we want to give 100% to both motherhood and our careers... we only have 100% to give. I still have my daily battles but I think I'm winning. I just need to make sure I still perform at work, I'm on top of things, I'm able to solve problems... and if it seems like my colleagues are better than me because they can give their full 100% at their job and do work til 11PM... I'm not going to feel like I'm inadequate. I'm not going to blame motherhood or myself. I may cry... But I'll still kick ass the next day.
Tell me I'm not alone.
Love,
Apart from my wonderful mom and dad, my greatest blessing is my husband. Umair comes pretty close (so close, I can't tell sometimes) but I know that Hazim is number 1. He's so amazing and I wouldn't have been able to do everything that I've done without him. He has been my biggest support system from the first day we met up until now. From O's to A's to university to postgraduate to finding a job to Umair... he's been there next to me through it all. He's my King.
How did we meet?
Hazim and I met during a RoboTech inter-school competition. (Okay, you can laugh). At the mall. (Go ahead, laugh at my cliche love story). I was representing my all-girls high-school, and Hazim was there to support his schoolmates. We were 15 and in Form 5. (Quite frankly, I was a nerd and enjoyed building that robot mouse with my team mates from scratch. Shout out to my Physics Teacher, Sir Leong! We also managed to go home second place, so GO GIRLS!)
I was with one of my best friends, M, and I was telling her how I thought that this one tall guy was handsome! She suddenly shrieked out of disgust 'EW! That's my cousin!' but gladly enough she introduced us and we started chatting on MSN. But things didn't start yet. Mostly because O's was about to start #GoodGirl.
How long have you been together?
How long have you been together?
We started officially dating (tsk tsk tsk) during our first week in Sixth Form. That was back in 2006. 11 years later, we're 4 years married with a son. Alhamdulillah. We studied in Nottingham and London together, and now we work in the same building. Some people ask if it ever annoys us that we see each other too much. I honestly don't get it. First of all, I don't have to drive to work. Second of all, when we talk about other people we know who the other person is referring to! Hahaha. Okay in all seriousness, being able to see Hazim almost every single day since 2006 has been a gift! He's my best friend.
6 things that kept us together.
I initially typed out '10' but couldn't think of that many haha. Okay first and foremost, we are not perfect... whose relationship is, right? But if you ask me, what made us last this long... I think it's because:
1. We fight.
I think it's important to not hold things in. I'm never one to keep mum if things bother me because if I do, it'll blow up out of proportion in the end over something so small and Hazim will think I'm making it a big deal when it's actually about 100 other things I never told him about. I love it that whenever we're upset and hurt about a few things, we talk it out until we feel better. Key word being talk--don't nag (I'm still working on that fyi).
I initially typed out '10' but couldn't think of that many haha. Okay first and foremost, we are not perfect... whose relationship is, right? But if you ask me, what made us last this long... I think it's because:
1. We fight.
I think it's important to not hold things in. I'm never one to keep mum if things bother me because if I do, it'll blow up out of proportion in the end over something so small and Hazim will think I'm making it a big deal when it's actually about 100 other things I never told him about. I love it that whenever we're upset and hurt about a few things, we talk it out until we feel better. Key word being talk--don't nag (I'm still working on that fyi).
2. We forgive.
Everyone makes mistakes as cliche as it sounds but it's really important that when someone makes a mistake, you forgive them. You try to understand them with an open-mind and you do not judge them. It's part of accepting one's flaws and loving unconditionally I suppose. Frankly, I'm the type to hold grudges and I'm not very forgiving, but Hazim has taught me how to. He showed me how to be kinder and how to think of why the other person did whatever it is they have done.
3. Hazim said it's important to not take things to heart.
He's such a boy.
Obviously, we take things to heart. All the time. If he says hi abruptly, you take it to heart that he doesn't care. If he can't decide where to take you to eat, you take it to heart that he doesn't care. If he doesn't tell you your beautiful after you've spent 4 hours dolling up... you get the drift.
But he has a point. We shouldn't be taking things to heart. I always constantly remind myself that we're with each other 24/7 now--it's a marriage--and when you're spending forever with someone, they're bound to do something that would upset you. So yes, I think he's completely right on this one.
4. Celebrate the little things.
We also celebrate the little things too, not just your anniversary or your birthdays. But all those other dates in between or before that, that we always celebrate to keep us reminded of whatever we've gone through. I don't know about you, but my memory can store up to 5 years worth of data (10 if I'm lucky)... so all this constant reminding is good for me and hopefully would remind him how super cute I was hahaha.
5. We're super silly and goofy
Like really. We're two of the uncoolest people on this planet and we're hilariously lame. We sing and dance (horribly) in the car and make terrible jokes and laugh at ourselves. I don't think I could ever be with someone who always kept their cool. I mean, I get bored easily, so keeping me entertained is probably key.
6. Putting effort in big events
Okay, some might argue that this is highly unnecessary. But to me it is because I value big gestures (if you don't, then great... you can skip this). Blame all the rom-coms that I've watched growing up. Thankfully, Hazim is great at it. Maybe I'll talk about this more later on. I've also learnt that I should be fair and put more effort into planning his birthday and his gifts or just surprising him on a random day. It's nice. But obviously Hazim is better at this than I am.
Well, that's all I got so far. It's all about putting in the work isn't it? Stories only tell you about the thrill of the chase but they never talk about what happens after happily ever after. Will keep you updated if I have more... or better, tell me yours! Speak soon!
Love,
Mr Lipstickmyname and 6 things that kept us together
Tuesday 21 August 2018
Apart from my wonderful mom and dad, my greatest blessing is my husband. Umair comes pretty close (so close, I can't tell sometimes) but I know that Hazim is number 1. He's so amazing and I wouldn't have been able to do everything that I've done without him. He has been my biggest support system from the first day we met up until now. From O's to A's to university to postgraduate to finding a job to Umair... he's been there next to me through it all. He's my King.
How did we meet?
Hazim and I met during a RoboTech inter-school competition. (Okay, you can laugh). At the mall. (Go ahead, laugh at my cliche love story). I was representing my all-girls high-school, and Hazim was there to support his schoolmates. We were 15 and in Form 5. (Quite frankly, I was a nerd and enjoyed building that robot mouse with my team mates from scratch. Shout out to my Physics Teacher, Sir Leong! We also managed to go home second place, so GO GIRLS!)
I was with one of my best friends, M, and I was telling her how I thought that this one tall guy was handsome! She suddenly shrieked out of disgust 'EW! That's my cousin!' but gladly enough she introduced us and we started chatting on MSN. But things didn't start yet. Mostly because O's was about to start #GoodGirl.
How long have you been together?
How long have you been together?
We started officially dating (tsk tsk tsk) during our first week in Sixth Form. That was back in 2006. 11 years later, we're 4 years married with a son. Alhamdulillah. We studied in Nottingham and London together, and now we work in the same building. Some people ask if it ever annoys us that we see each other too much. I honestly don't get it. First of all, I don't have to drive to work. Second of all, when we talk about other people we know who the other person is referring to! Hahaha. Okay in all seriousness, being able to see Hazim almost every single day since 2006 has been a gift! He's my best friend.
6 things that kept us together.
I initially typed out '10' but couldn't think of that many haha. Okay first and foremost, we are not perfect... whose relationship is, right? But if you ask me, what made us last this long... I think it's because:
1. We fight.
I think it's important to not hold things in. I'm never one to keep mum if things bother me because if I do, it'll blow up out of proportion in the end over something so small and Hazim will think I'm making it a big deal when it's actually about 100 other things I never told him about. I love it that whenever we're upset and hurt about a few things, we talk it out until we feel better. Key word being talk--don't nag (I'm still working on that fyi).
I initially typed out '10' but couldn't think of that many haha. Okay first and foremost, we are not perfect... whose relationship is, right? But if you ask me, what made us last this long... I think it's because:
1. We fight.
I think it's important to not hold things in. I'm never one to keep mum if things bother me because if I do, it'll blow up out of proportion in the end over something so small and Hazim will think I'm making it a big deal when it's actually about 100 other things I never told him about. I love it that whenever we're upset and hurt about a few things, we talk it out until we feel better. Key word being talk--don't nag (I'm still working on that fyi).
2. We forgive.
Everyone makes mistakes as cliche as it sounds but it's really important that when someone makes a mistake, you forgive them. You try to understand them with an open-mind and you do not judge them. It's part of accepting one's flaws and loving unconditionally I suppose. Frankly, I'm the type to hold grudges and I'm not very forgiving, but Hazim has taught me how to. He showed me how to be kinder and how to think of why the other person did whatever it is they have done.
3. Hazim said it's important to not take things to heart.
He's such a boy.
Obviously, we take things to heart. All the time. If he says hi abruptly, you take it to heart that he doesn't care. If he can't decide where to take you to eat, you take it to heart that he doesn't care. If he doesn't tell you your beautiful after you've spent 4 hours dolling up... you get the drift.
But he has a point. We shouldn't be taking things to heart. I always constantly remind myself that we're with each other 24/7 now--it's a marriage--and when you're spending forever with someone, they're bound to do something that would upset you. So yes, I think he's completely right on this one.
4. Celebrate the little things.
We also celebrate the little things too, not just your anniversary or your birthdays. But all those other dates in between or before that, that we always celebrate to keep us reminded of whatever we've gone through. I don't know about you, but my memory can store up to 5 years worth of data (10 if I'm lucky)... so all this constant reminding is good for me and hopefully would remind him how super cute I was hahaha.
5. We're super silly and goofy
Like really. We're two of the uncoolest people on this planet and we're hilariously lame. We sing and dance (horribly) in the car and make terrible jokes and laugh at ourselves. I don't think I could ever be with someone who always kept their cool. I mean, I get bored easily, so keeping me entertained is probably key.
6. Putting effort in big events
Okay, some might argue that this is highly unnecessary. But to me it is because I value big gestures (if you don't, then great... you can skip this). Blame all the rom-coms that I've watched growing up. Thankfully, Hazim is great at it. Maybe I'll talk about this more later on. I've also learnt that I should be fair and put more effort into planning his birthday and his gifts or just surprising him on a random day. It's nice. But obviously Hazim is better at this than I am.
Well, that's all I got so far. It's all about putting in the work isn't it? Stories only tell you about the thrill of the chase but they never talk about what happens after happily ever after. Will keep you updated if I have more... or better, tell me yours! Speak soon!
Love,
I am obviously not over my recent trip. Being away for almost two weeks was a much needed break. I don't have a lot on my plate but it's the unnecessary white noise I needed to get away from. Those weeks away made me realize what is truly important in my life and that everything else didn't matter. I also promised myself to not let itty-bitty issues get on my nerves because it just isn't healthy or worth it anymore.
On a brighter note, I wanted to share some products and tips from the trip!
ON THE PLANE
1. Water your skin
My skin gets pretty weird on the plane. It feels dry, dehydrated and dull but there's this uncomfortable layer of tacky slick that just sits on top. Luckily I remembered to bring a little sample of the Laneige Water Sleeping Mask in my bag. I don't normally reach out for it because firstly, it wasn't any different to my moisturizer and secondly, I prefer sheet masks and masks that are more targeted towards blemishes and brightening. However, my moisturizer was too big to chuck into my handbag for traveling so I popped in the mask and boy am I glad that I did! I smeared it on as soon as we takeoff and it kept my skin hydrated throughout (8 hours). My skin was brighter, not tacky and plump. It has never been like that so I'm definitely bringing that with me every time. I brought a sample of the Glossier Milk Jelly Cleanser thinking I'd need it to wash off the film of oil... but nope... I didn't need it.
2. Bloated feet
I don't know about you but my feet expand tremendously in the airplane. I've used flats before but boy did that strangle my veins. On a short haul flight, shoes where my toes are exposed like sandals or slides are perfect but on a long haul flight to London, my toes might freeze and fall off. I love using canvas espadrilles or flats that are flexible and wont suffocate my bloated feet. Trainers and sneakers are too tight for me but if they work for you, great! I just don't like the hassle of having to tie my laces because I usually take them off and hug my knees to sleep. Which brings me to my other tip...
3. No cold feet
Bring socks in your bag! I like taking off my shoes, but my feet end up cold which in turn makes me want to go the bathroom a lot. No one likes to annoy seat neighbors every now and then with frequent trips to the lavatory. So I bring a pair of socks to keep warm.
4. Look alive
I know it isn't important but I do bring at least one thing to make my face look alive during travels. Most people have healthy looking skin, but mine's pretty dull and sallow. So I bring a cream cheek color in my handbag--the Glossier Cloud Paints are my favorite for a quick pick me up. If I can't pray then obviously a mascara works wonders (currently rekindled my love for the YSL Mascara Volume Effet Faux Ciils Waterproof) to make eyes look more alive than they actually are. (You also want to look presentable if you're vlogging haha).
5. Smell fresher than you feel
I'm very conscious about the way I smell and 16 hours of sitting down and sleeping can't smell good. I usually chuck in a small bottle of perfume less than 100ml but I had a sample size Glossier You perfume (current favourite scent and btw aren't samples just handy?). It's a fresh non-girly a-little-bit-manly kinda scent that's so me. I love it.
AT YOUR DESTINATION
6. Prepare for the worst (for your face)
Yes, okay a little bit dramatic. After you get your travel insurance done, have enough cash, inform the banks you'll be away, lock your bags and maybe put a tag on your bag... bring your favorite face product that combats your skin's worst travel nightmare. For me it's acne... I breakout the moment I land. I brought along my favorite serums--The Ordinary's Niacinamide 10% + Zinc 1% and Advanced Retinoid 2% (now renamed as Granactive Retinoid 2%) to help calm that down. I would usually bring Salicylic Acid 2% Solution but that has been too strong for my skin recently. It leaves a dry patch after I put it on. I still use it for real painful rock-hard cystic acne but on this trip I 'tried' traveling light so that had to stay.
I'll do a baby edition soon, which undoubtedly will be a whole lot more. I totally underestimated traveling with a baby!
Love,
TripTips: Beauty Edition
Thursday 3 May 2018
I am obviously not over my recent trip. Being away for almost two weeks was a much needed break. I don't have a lot on my plate but it's the unnecessary white noise I needed to get away from. Those weeks away made me realize what is truly important in my life and that everything else didn't matter. I also promised myself to not let itty-bitty issues get on my nerves because it just isn't healthy or worth it anymore.
On a brighter note, I wanted to share some products and tips from the trip!
ON THE PLANE
1. Water your skin
My skin gets pretty weird on the plane. It feels dry, dehydrated and dull but there's this uncomfortable layer of tacky slick that just sits on top. Luckily I remembered to bring a little sample of the Laneige Water Sleeping Mask in my bag. I don't normally reach out for it because firstly, it wasn't any different to my moisturizer and secondly, I prefer sheet masks and masks that are more targeted towards blemishes and brightening. However, my moisturizer was too big to chuck into my handbag for traveling so I popped in the mask and boy am I glad that I did! I smeared it on as soon as we takeoff and it kept my skin hydrated throughout (8 hours). My skin was brighter, not tacky and plump. It has never been like that so I'm definitely bringing that with me every time. I brought a sample of the Glossier Milk Jelly Cleanser thinking I'd need it to wash off the film of oil... but nope... I didn't need it.
2. Bloated feet
I don't know about you but my feet expand tremendously in the airplane. I've used flats before but boy did that strangle my veins. On a short haul flight, shoes where my toes are exposed like sandals or slides are perfect but on a long haul flight to London, my toes might freeze and fall off. I love using canvas espadrilles or flats that are flexible and wont suffocate my bloated feet. Trainers and sneakers are too tight for me but if they work for you, great! I just don't like the hassle of having to tie my laces because I usually take them off and hug my knees to sleep. Which brings me to my other tip...
3. No cold feet
Bring socks in your bag! I like taking off my shoes, but my feet end up cold which in turn makes me want to go the bathroom a lot. No one likes to annoy seat neighbors every now and then with frequent trips to the lavatory. So I bring a pair of socks to keep warm.
4. Look alive
I know it isn't important but I do bring at least one thing to make my face look alive during travels. Most people have healthy looking skin, but mine's pretty dull and sallow. So I bring a cream cheek color in my handbag--the Glossier Cloud Paints are my favorite for a quick pick me up. If I can't pray then obviously a mascara works wonders (currently rekindled my love for the YSL Mascara Volume Effet Faux Ciils Waterproof) to make eyes look more alive than they actually are. (You also want to look presentable if you're vlogging haha).
5. Smell fresher than you feel
I'm very conscious about the way I smell and 16 hours of sitting down and sleeping can't smell good. I usually chuck in a small bottle of perfume less than 100ml but I had a sample size Glossier You perfume (current favourite scent and btw aren't samples just handy?). It's a fresh non-girly a-little-bit-manly kinda scent that's so me. I love it.
AT YOUR DESTINATION
6. Prepare for the worst (for your face)
Yes, okay a little bit dramatic. After you get your travel insurance done, have enough cash, inform the banks you'll be away, lock your bags and maybe put a tag on your bag... bring your favorite face product that combats your skin's worst travel nightmare. For me it's acne... I breakout the moment I land. I brought along my favorite serums--The Ordinary's Niacinamide 10% + Zinc 1% and Advanced Retinoid 2% (now renamed as Granactive Retinoid 2%) to help calm that down. I would usually bring Salicylic Acid 2% Solution but that has been too strong for my skin recently. It leaves a dry patch after I put it on. I still use it for real painful rock-hard cystic acne but on this trip I 'tried' traveling light so that had to stay.
I'll do a baby edition soon, which undoubtedly will be a whole lot more. I totally underestimated traveling with a baby!
Love,
So I've been asked a question a few times too many on whether I receive hate and what I do about it? Well yes, I'm sure I do--I recently had a conversation with someone who actually told me she knew me through her cousin who was mocking my Instagram page (??). I've once had someone comment 'sekadar' on one of my photos where I was genuinely feeling FOMO that I couldn't attend an event. Oh! I've even had a keyboard warrior saying how my face is ugly and square. (Cheers bro, let me see this beautiful perfectly-shaped face of yours.)
More recently, someone on Reddit was saying how he/she was sick and tired of my FashionValet outfits at Empire beach and how I wasn't as inspiring as someone who was creating awareness for a condition or as someone who was more vocal in terms of her opinions. First of all, totally agree with that person, I'm also sick and tired of my photos at Empire. I just can't think of other places most of the time and Empire is a nice place. Secondly, I love those girls you mentioned. I love listening to what they have to say and I of course look up to those who create public awareness for serious things that happen around us. But... for someone who talks strongly about inspiring... why do you have the need to take others down and discredit them for what they do?
More recently, someone on Reddit was saying how he/she was sick and tired of my FashionValet outfits at Empire beach and how I wasn't as inspiring as someone who was creating awareness for a condition or as someone who was more vocal in terms of her opinions. First of all, totally agree with that person, I'm also sick and tired of my photos at Empire. I just can't think of other places most of the time and Empire is a nice place. Secondly, I love those girls you mentioned. I love listening to what they have to say and I of course look up to those who create public awareness for serious things that happen around us. But... for someone who talks strongly about inspiring... why do you have the need to take others down and discredit them for what they do?
I suppose we're all different and we all get annoyed about something, so we're all bound to dislike someone. Maybe if I meet the people who mock me, we wouldn't get along anyway because our interests are different, you know? But it always amazes me how we can just hate a person we don't know... or invade someone's sanctuary by spreading negativity on their social media page. I'm no saint, don't get me wrong. It's a reminder for myself, first and foremost. But... the things people say... (are) horrible.
I was upset with something one day and I had all these ugly things to say but as I was scrolling through my gram feed, a quote made me feel better... Always be kinder than you feel. I think that's more realistic don't you think? You can't control what you feel, but you can always choose to be kind. You may dislike or get annoyed or don't understand the choices other people make, but you can always choose to play nice.
How do I deal with the hate? It used to get to me, I won't lie. I mean, I'm only human and it does not feel nice to hear all the things people say (and these are the ones I hear and read... does not include those said behind my back). I cannot imagine how public figures can stand the amount of hate they get everyday. I mean the things you find on the internet are incredibly dreadful! I only receive... a tiny speck of it and I think at one point I already contemplated whether I should continue or not. But Alhamdulillah I'm grateful for all the doors that have opened for me.
Today.. it still gets me a little but only for a second and then I shrug it off. It's really impossible to please everyone. After a while, you realise that what matters is you and what makes you happy, your family, your friends, your health, your sanity, your emotional wellbeing, your faith, your dreams, your life. Once you set your mind, there's no turning back.
Dear reader, I hope you never let anyone stop you from dreaming and becoming whatever it is you want to be. And if they do, and mock your photos, or posing, or clothes, or face, I hope you always choose to be kind. I know it's hard but I'm working on it too.
Love,
Dealing with Hate
Wednesday 21 March 2018
So I've been asked a question a few times too many on whether I receive hate and what I do about it? Well yes, I'm sure I do--I recently had a conversation with someone who actually told me she knew me through her cousin who was mocking my Instagram page (??). I've once had someone comment 'sekadar' on one of my photos where I was genuinely feeling FOMO that I couldn't attend an event. Oh! I've even had a keyboard warrior saying how my face is ugly and square. (Cheers bro, let me see this beautiful perfectly-shaped face of yours.)
More recently, someone on Reddit was saying how he/she was sick and tired of my FashionValet outfits at Empire beach and how I wasn't as inspiring as someone who was creating awareness for a condition or as someone who was more vocal in terms of her opinions. First of all, totally agree with that person, I'm also sick and tired of my photos at Empire. I just can't think of other places most of the time and Empire is a nice place. Secondly, I love those girls you mentioned. I love listening to what they have to say and I of course look up to those who create public awareness for serious things that happen around us. But... for someone who talks strongly about inspiring... why do you have the need to take others down and discredit them for what they do?
More recently, someone on Reddit was saying how he/she was sick and tired of my FashionValet outfits at Empire beach and how I wasn't as inspiring as someone who was creating awareness for a condition or as someone who was more vocal in terms of her opinions. First of all, totally agree with that person, I'm also sick and tired of my photos at Empire. I just can't think of other places most of the time and Empire is a nice place. Secondly, I love those girls you mentioned. I love listening to what they have to say and I of course look up to those who create public awareness for serious things that happen around us. But... for someone who talks strongly about inspiring... why do you have the need to take others down and discredit them for what they do?
I suppose we're all different and we all get annoyed about something, so we're all bound to dislike someone. Maybe if I meet the people who mock me, we wouldn't get along anyway because our interests are different, you know? But it always amazes me how we can just hate a person we don't know... or invade someone's sanctuary by spreading negativity on their social media page. I'm no saint, don't get me wrong. It's a reminder for myself, first and foremost. But... the things people say... (are) horrible.
I was upset with something one day and I had all these ugly things to say but as I was scrolling through my gram feed, a quote made me feel better... Always be kinder than you feel. I think that's more realistic don't you think? You can't control what you feel, but you can always choose to be kind. You may dislike or get annoyed or don't understand the choices other people make, but you can always choose to play nice.
How do I deal with the hate? It used to get to me, I won't lie. I mean, I'm only human and it does not feel nice to hear all the things people say (and these are the ones I hear and read... does not include those said behind my back). I cannot imagine how public figures can stand the amount of hate they get everyday. I mean the things you find on the internet are incredibly dreadful! I only receive... a tiny speck of it and I think at one point I already contemplated whether I should continue or not. But Alhamdulillah I'm grateful for all the doors that have opened for me.
Today.. it still gets me a little but only for a second and then I shrug it off. It's really impossible to please everyone. After a while, you realise that what matters is you and what makes you happy, your family, your friends, your health, your sanity, your emotional wellbeing, your faith, your dreams, your life. Once you set your mind, there's no turning back.
Dear reader, I hope you never let anyone stop you from dreaming and becoming whatever it is you want to be. And if they do, and mock your photos, or posing, or clothes, or face, I hope you always choose to be kind. I know it's hard but I'm working on it too.
Love,
The plan was to blog more frequently this year but to be honest with you I've been stuck in a giant rut. I've been feeling a little blue since December because I feel like my life's been stagnant. Nothing was inspiring me. I am usually the type to be excited about things but I wasn't. I wasn't excited to wake up every morning. I wasn't happy with some things at work or LMN. I felt like a dead fish--the type that just goes with the flow. And when I feel that way, I get agitated and anxious. I felt... oddly settled. You know the feeling of being settled is really unsettling?
It's probably a Gen Y a.k.a. millennials thing. We search for meaning in whatever we do. We want to feel satisfied and like we've achieved something. We crave for recognition and tight bonds be it between colleagues or friends. Although... so many mistaken it for ungratefulness, disloyalty to the organization, narcissism, obsessed with instant gratification, laziness, lack of professionalism... and all the negative connotations you've heard and read. Sigh. Anyway, for the past few months, I lost my meaning. I wasn't satisfied with everything. I didn't feel like I achieved anything at all. I just merely existed... but that was all. Two words--panic attack.
You know, happiness is a state of mind. You have full control of whether or not you want to be happy. I am happy but I'm not content. I want bigger and greater things like everyone else. I want meaning in what I do. I want to achieve something. I want full satisfaction with my career as well as with LMN.
In the end, I think it happened for reason. I needed a break. I needed to take a step back and figure out what I really wanted. I had time to just focus on something that I've been working on for a while but never got a chance to push out. I wanted to create. Yes, there are a billion over brands who want the same thing. Yes, I may fail. But I'd rather try than be stagnant. I'm so nervous/afraid/excited for the launch of LMN.
Don't fear failure. Fear being in the exact same place next year as you are today.
LMN's first capsule collection, called Elements, is made up of 10 designs. It's inspired by architectural elements of spirals and stairs and embodies both the strength and fragility of women. There are long dresses, short dresses, a jumpsuit, tops, skirts and a pair of pants. The talented designer and my good friend Maricel Pamintuan has been the greatest consultant throughout this whole journey. She's so inspiring and a beautiful human being and I love her to bits! As Elements is my debut, it will be a small one i.e. there will only be three pieces for each design. But I'll update you more on it soon!
Love,
Feeling stagnant, millennials and a little bit about LMN
Saturday 3 March 2018
The plan was to blog more frequently this year but to be honest with you I've been stuck in a giant rut. I've been feeling a little blue since December because I feel like my life's been stagnant. Nothing was inspiring me. I am usually the type to be excited about things but I wasn't. I wasn't excited to wake up every morning. I wasn't happy with some things at work or LMN. I felt like a dead fish--the type that just goes with the flow. And when I feel that way, I get agitated and anxious. I felt... oddly settled. You know the feeling of being settled is really unsettling?
It's probably a Gen Y a.k.a. millennials thing. We search for meaning in whatever we do. We want to feel satisfied and like we've achieved something. We crave for recognition and tight bonds be it between colleagues or friends. Although... so many mistaken it for ungratefulness, disloyalty to the organization, narcissism, obsessed with instant gratification, laziness, lack of professionalism... and all the negative connotations you've heard and read. Sigh. Anyway, for the past few months, I lost my meaning. I wasn't satisfied with everything. I didn't feel like I achieved anything at all. I just merely existed... but that was all. Two words--panic attack.
You know, happiness is a state of mind. You have full control of whether or not you want to be happy. I am happy but I'm not content. I want bigger and greater things like everyone else. I want meaning in what I do. I want to achieve something. I want full satisfaction with my career as well as with LMN.
In the end, I think it happened for reason. I needed a break. I needed to take a step back and figure out what I really wanted. I had time to just focus on something that I've been working on for a while but never got a chance to push out. I wanted to create. Yes, there are a billion over brands who want the same thing. Yes, I may fail. But I'd rather try than be stagnant. I'm so nervous/afraid/excited for the launch of LMN.
Don't fear failure. Fear being in the exact same place next year as you are today.
LMN's first capsule collection, called Elements, is made up of 10 designs. It's inspired by architectural elements of spirals and stairs and embodies both the strength and fragility of women. There are long dresses, short dresses, a jumpsuit, tops, skirts and a pair of pants. The talented designer and my good friend Maricel Pamintuan has been the greatest consultant throughout this whole journey. She's so inspiring and a beautiful human being and I love her to bits! As Elements is my debut, it will be a small one i.e. there will only be three pieces for each design. But I'll update you more on it soon!
Love,
Happy 2018, LMN readers! I knew I wanted my first post to be a reflection of the previous year. Looking back over the past 12 months, it certainly has been an eventful one and I came out stronger, more patient (relatively speaking... I'm still as impatient as a full-bladder in a long queue to the bathroom) and unafraid. Here's what 2017 taught me:
1. Trust His timing.
I know my baby boy came at the right time. I always questioned why we were going through what we went through but I know now... that we should always just be patient. He knows when is the best time to answer our prayers. It will not come any sooner or any later. In the four years we shared pre-Umair, we had amazing holidays, did fun things together and had each other's undivided attention everyday. There were highs and lows... and we went through all that together, just us two. I wouldn't change it for the world and I'll always cherish those four years when we were just Hazim and Nabeela.
2. Time heals all things.
A broken heart. A severed relationship. A torn friendship. A betrayal. As much as we force ourselves to be okay and however painful it was... we just have to ride it out and sooner or later, the wound will heal over time. You won't be the same person--no. But you will be set free from anger and resentment. You will be stronger. And then you will look back and wonder why you thought you would never get out of this rut in the first place.
3. Self-love and self-respect.
Knowing your own value and worth is important. I've had a few instances where people hurt me or tried to bring me down or I felt that I wasn't being respected. I used to just pretend that I was okay with everything but I think after 27 years, it was time for me to learn how to walk away from people who didn't deserve my time, to speak my mind even if my voice shakes, to ignore the unpleasant comments and to surround myself with positive people who make me laugh.
4. Ask Instagram anything.
I love asking questions on IG because people are so helpful! The response to breastfeeding tips and motherhood really helped me a lot! Also, when I wrote Maktub, so many people reached out to me and gave advice and sweet messages that lifted my spirits up. That's not all! After Umair came into our lives, I've spoken to so many adoptive parents and couples who wish to adopt. We share experiences and give each other support... I don't think I would have had those special conversations without this platform.
5. Be kinder than what you feel.
I don't know if it's age but my short temper has been shorter this year. There were a couple of times I reacted instantly and said things I regretted the moment the words left my mouth. Although I meant what I said, I wish I had relayed the same message in a kinder and calmer tone.
All in all, I am very grateful for 2017. I've had wonderful opportunities from being a mom to being a judge at AARRDS 2017 and to being featured (okay... one sentence) on an article on CNN. Alhamdulillah.
Here's to another year of learning and reinventing myself to become the person I was meant to be! So... what did 2017 teach you?
I don't know if it's age but my short temper has been shorter this year. There were a couple of times I reacted instantly and said things I regretted the moment the words left my mouth. Although I meant what I said, I wish I had relayed the same message in a kinder and calmer tone.
All in all, I am very grateful for 2017. I've had wonderful opportunities from being a mom to being a judge at AARRDS 2017 and to being featured (okay... one sentence) on an article on CNN. Alhamdulillah.
Here's to another year of learning and reinventing myself to become the person I was meant to be! So... what did 2017 teach you?
Love,
What 2017 Taught Me
Thursday 4 January 2018
Happy 2018, LMN readers! I knew I wanted my first post to be a reflection of the previous year. Looking back over the past 12 months, it certainly has been an eventful one and I came out stronger, more patient (relatively speaking... I'm still as impatient as a full-bladder in a long queue to the bathroom) and unafraid. Here's what 2017 taught me:
1. Trust His timing.
I know my baby boy came at the right time. I always questioned why we were going through what we went through but I know now... that we should always just be patient. He knows when is the best time to answer our prayers. It will not come any sooner or any later. In the four years we shared pre-Umair, we had amazing holidays, did fun things together and had each other's undivided attention everyday. There were highs and lows... and we went through all that together, just us two. I wouldn't change it for the world and I'll always cherish those four years when we were just Hazim and Nabeela.
2. Time heals all things.
A broken heart. A severed relationship. A torn friendship. A betrayal. As much as we force ourselves to be okay and however painful it was... we just have to ride it out and sooner or later, the wound will heal over time. You won't be the same person--no. But you will be set free from anger and resentment. You will be stronger. And then you will look back and wonder why you thought you would never get out of this rut in the first place.
3. Self-love and self-respect.
Knowing your own value and worth is important. I've had a few instances where people hurt me or tried to bring me down or I felt that I wasn't being respected. I used to just pretend that I was okay with everything but I think after 27 years, it was time for me to learn how to walk away from people who didn't deserve my time, to speak my mind even if my voice shakes, to ignore the unpleasant comments and to surround myself with positive people who make me laugh.
4. Ask Instagram anything.
I love asking questions on IG because people are so helpful! The response to breastfeeding tips and motherhood really helped me a lot! Also, when I wrote Maktub, so many people reached out to me and gave advice and sweet messages that lifted my spirits up. That's not all! After Umair came into our lives, I've spoken to so many adoptive parents and couples who wish to adopt. We share experiences and give each other support... I don't think I would have had those special conversations without this platform.
5. Be kinder than what you feel.
I don't know if it's age but my short temper has been shorter this year. There were a couple of times I reacted instantly and said things I regretted the moment the words left my mouth. Although I meant what I said, I wish I had relayed the same message in a kinder and calmer tone.
All in all, I am very grateful for 2017. I've had wonderful opportunities from being a mom to being a judge at AARRDS 2017 and to being featured (okay... one sentence) on an article on CNN. Alhamdulillah.
Here's to another year of learning and reinventing myself to become the person I was meant to be! So... what did 2017 teach you?
I don't know if it's age but my short temper has been shorter this year. There were a couple of times I reacted instantly and said things I regretted the moment the words left my mouth. Although I meant what I said, I wish I had relayed the same message in a kinder and calmer tone.
All in all, I am very grateful for 2017. I've had wonderful opportunities from being a mom to being a judge at AARRDS 2017 and to being featured (okay... one sentence) on an article on CNN. Alhamdulillah.
Here's to another year of learning and reinventing myself to become the person I was meant to be! So... what did 2017 teach you?
Love,
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