I was bored so I made these felt flowers.

The Three Flowers.

I made these out of felt that I bought a looooooooong time ago but didn't have time to do anything with them, until recently. These two at the bottom were just circles in decreasing diameters, stacked one on top of the other. The bigger yellow one was easy to make since I just fold them in half 3 times to make those slits. The smaller one was harder since I had to make square cuts to achieve that effect. I was just fooling around when I decided to make the square cuts but I liked how they looked the first time I did them, so why not make more, right? Hehe. To bind them all together, I just used buttons. I wanted to put 2 leaves at the back but I don't have green felt, so at the moment, they are KIVed till later (or never from the look of things these days *sigh*)

Deformed felt flower?

 This yellow and orange 'flower-like' felt creation was actually meant to be something else but it didn't work out the way I wanted it. I had to improvise and in the end, I turned it into a stuffed flower with a yellow patch, for added effect. I had an extra button, so that went on too. Since it didn't look like a flower, I decided to make it a fridge-magnet. I had a sheet of A4 magnet from the same purchase I made a long time ago and I decided to use it.

This is how it looks like at the back, with the magnet.

Here it is with its FM buddy, on my fridge.

That's all the creative energy I have for now. Till it strikes again.

Carpe diem!

Ughhh...

My life is so boring!
I wake up, feed the boys (usually just one boy) and myself, do the dishes, do the laundry, give the boys their baths, sweep the floor (sometimes), socialize with the neighbor (rarely), watch TV (most of the time), break up fights, stare at my lappy, complete my part-time projects, pick Ahmad's zits, hide in my room whenever TB is around, fold laundry (only when the basket is overflowing), eat, pee, poop, cry, sleep, yawn, burp, fart, get angry, get frustrated, get irritated, get bored.

Errrrrr......

I don't know whether I should be glad/happy/ecstatic or concerned.

It's about Ahmad. He's behaving very peculiar lately. Some of the things he's been doing without my asking:

1- Wash the dishes.
2- Giving the boys bath, wash their poop.
3- Tidy up the house! (this is the most recent one)

and although I know what I know is kind of invading his privacy, he's been;

4- Deleting all the SMSes in his inbox and sent folders.

This last part is what's been bothering me the most. He's never done this before. We've always been open with each other and sometimes he'd read my SMSes and I'd read his. Lately, he deletes everything in his message folders, making me suspicious. Add this to the above items. Wouldn't you feel the same way?

Or maybe it's just my imagination running wild. Maybe it's just because of my pregnancy. I know I have let the house fall apart since getting pregnant. Maybe it's just his way of helping me out (though he'd never do any of these during my last 2 pregnancies) and showing me that he cares.

Malays do have several 'old wives tales' regarding guessing a baby's gender during a pregnancy. I bet everyone around the world have one but I'm kind of lazy to google them. Anyway, when comparing my previous experiences with this one, I can honestly say that it is very different. This time around, I suffered horrible morning sickness and extreme fatigue, which I didn't have with the boys. Everyone keep telling me this one is sure to be a girl because of these differences. So maybe Ahmad's change of attitude has something to do with it too, right? Heheh...wishful thinking on my part.

Anyway, I AM glad that Ahmad's been helping out a lot these days. Makes me love him a little bit more! <3

School holidays are coming.

OMG!!!!

The year 2010 is almost over! How time flies when you're busy blaming everyone else for your crappy life.

By this time next week, Shahrin will be home 24/7 since his pre-school closes during school holidays. I need to prepare a schedule for us all, so that we won't be stuck in front of the TV 24/7, like what we've been doing all year long. *sigh*

And with the coming holidays, my biggest fear also looms closer. Ahmad's mom has been saying over and over that she'd want to take Shahrin to KL with her when school's out. Like "NO WAY IN H**L!!!!!!!" am I going to let her take him away again! Ughhhh!

One more worry of mine is what am I going to do about my confinement period next year? With the boys, I've had 2 different experiences; with Shahrin, I had to stay here for the duration of my confinement since I need to be close to my son, who was kept in NICU for almost a month. I hated it here.

With Nazrin, I had the choice of going back home to my parents. I liked staying home with them heheh. Unfortunately, this time around, Shahrin will be going to kindergarten since Ahmad and I decided that he should have at least experience school for one year before enrolling for Year 1 when he's 7 years old. If we continue to send him to his pre-school (day-care-center), he wouldn't know the kind of structure required for school. So, if he goes to kindergarten, I have to stay here since I DO NOT want to leave him here alone with Ahmad (not the most reliable parent *sigh*) or worse with his mother!

I know it's still a long way away till my due date but things like these have to be meticulously planned. Yeah right.

Well, I actually wanted to write a post about Shahrin's convocation from yesterday but think I'll save it for later. I still need to transfer the photos from my phone to this lappy. Toddles for now!

Sometimes...

Sometimes I am content with my life.
Sometimes I wish my life is a different one.

Sometimes I feel like a complete failure.
Sometimes I think I do alright.

Sometimes I hate my husband.
Sometimes I hate myself more.

Sometimes I wish my boys would just leave me alone.
Sometimes I wonder what goes through their minds.

Sometimes I regret the choices I made.
Sometimes I wonder if I would have chosen differently.

Sometimes......