My next busy time on weekdays will be at night. Sometimes, we eat our dinner after Maghrib prayers, and if my children are really very hungry, then we have our dinner before Maghrib. After clearing the dishes, our dinner table will convert to study table.
This is the time where I coach my children in their studies. So far they do not need tuition, as I am confident that I can coach them myself, sometimes with Hubby’s help. As all my three children are in primary school now, every child needs extra attention. I am aware that each of them have different capabilities in understanding certain subject. My first priority is that to let them complete their homeworks first. Then they can do their assessment books. At times, they brought back all the homework of their core subjects. With this, sometimes we finished way pass their bedtime.
Since young, my children has been trained to go to bed by latest 9.00 pm. Once they perform their Isyak prayer, they will go to bed. They seldom get to watch TV on weekdays. I like it this way. But like I said earlier, if each of them bring lots of homework, then they might sleep an hour late.
I really salute those teachers who can handle a classroom of 30 over students. I only handle 3 children, and sometime I complaint a lot. Being their mother and at the same being their teacher, is never an easy task. I admit that at times I need to raise my voice when coaching them. They tend to get very playful when they are together. But after everything is complete, I feel so relieved and have sense of satisfaction. I am grateful that I am here with my children whenever they need me. I have the chance to raise my children on my own and they grow right in front of me. I feel so bless that I have a very supportive husband as he understands that the best place for a wife is at home with the children. We may not have everything that we want, but what is bestowed to us is more than enough.
We just need to be thankful and grateful to Allah for each and every blessing that’s being granted to us.
I had a beautiful dream last night. Every time I think about it, I smile. It somehow brings joy and warmth to my heart. Thank you Allah for the beautiful dream.
I have never expected that my hobby and passion in photography has been noted by not one, but two organizations that I volunteer in. I am being appointed to become their official photographer for their upcoming events. I am delighted to accept the tasks with open heart. I believe that when you give your 100% in what you do with full of passion, your work will be appreciated. I have long way to go to become a skill photographer, but I’m learning each day to become a better one.
January is almost over and I have adapted to my new routine very well. I’m beginning to enjoy my “me-time” in the afternoon. But my morning is really hectic and chaotic for me. Once Afiqah and Affandy reach their school premises, I have all the time for myself. I intend to make full use of my free time, InsyaAllah.
My religious classes will be closed for a month as my beloved Ustaz hafizullah is not in town to pursue his further knowledge in his research. May Allah protects him throughout his journey, grants him with deeper knowledge and bless him with HIS love. May he returns safely to share his beautiful knowledge with his students. Amin….
I’ve let go all, just like the feel of the the wind blowing. No point prolong some things that are only one sided.
Goodbye. Erased. Period.
No more heart ache, no more unjustified treatment, no more one sided story, and hopefully, no more sins.
I’m starting afresh, with the real ME.
And now I feel real good inside…. 😀
Do men imagine that they will be left (at ease) because they say, We believe, and will not be tested with affliction?
~ Al-Ankabut : 2 ~
If you are irritated by every rub, how will you be polished?
~ Al-Rumi ~
Knowledge that has not been put on practice, is like a falling tree. The roots are not strong and the tree has died.
~ Ustaz Shafi ~
Never have I thought the above pearls have great impact on me. I simply love my Halaqah class. A deep reminder to me to sincerely accept what Allah has given me, be it good or bad. No questions asked. Also to practice what I’ve learnt so far. I do not want my knowledge to become a falling tree.
Help me, Allah….
This is when I realized that my babies are no longer babies but they will always be my babies……
Few weeks ago, I went out with a group of my Hajj friends and we had a drink at Hjh. Maimunah Restaurant at Joo Chiat Road. One of them bought this snack and I fell in love with it since.
Seriously I have no idea what this snack is called. The snack is coated with breadcrumbs and it has chilli padi inserted in it. This snack is specially for chilli lovers like me. One bite of it, and I could taste the spiciness of this snack.
Yesterday, I visited Hjh. Maimunah Restaurant again just to buy this snack. Only a few pieces left and I grabbed them all.