Archive for June, 2013


Posted: June 29, 2013 in 2cent, random
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Yes, it can be very depressing.

When you tell somebody you’re a freelancer, one of the first things that would come to their mind is, “Does s/he make enough money to survive?”

My honest answer at the moment – No. Hence I am looking for a full time job that offers a better prospect in terms of career growth and benefits.

Job-hunting is not easy. It can it be very depressing when you went for an interview and you’re made to believe that you’ve done very well (usually accompanied by the interviewer’s assuring compliments and ‘bewilderment’ over your skills and abilities in answering the questions and presenting yourself) but ended up not getting any call from the interviewer after a week or two. This is a vicious cycle. But I am one tough nut to crack – I will not give up as easily. May Allah reward my effort and bless me with the very best job soon. Aamiin.

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Haze-y week

Posted: June 27, 2013 in random

Jerebu! Can’t even see the sky..all is white and foggy and smoke is everywhere. More people seek treatment at the local clinics and hospitals for haze related health problems.

Let’s pray that the haze will clear out soon. Aamiin.

potty training day 1

Posted: June 5, 2013 in babysitting

Yeap, Am is big enough for potty training, I think. He speaks fluently and his vocabulary is impressive for a 2.5 year old. So I decided that it’s time for him to ask for the washroom whenever necessary.

I bathed him and put on his clothes without his diapers. He didn’t ask anything but I told him that from now on he should tell me when he needs to go to the washroom. He agreed. I reminded him several times and he kept saying, “ok, boleh,” so I went to the kitchen and started cooking. A few minutes later he called for me and told me Billy the cat went upstairs. It was a relief, I thought he’d already peed in his pants. Not long after that, he called for me again and pointed to his pants – drenched, even the seat he’s sitting on was wet. So I carried him to the toilet and cleaned him up. Brought the chair outside and cleaned it and left it in the sun to dry. I reminded Am that he needs to pee at the toilet. He nodded his head.

I left him with Father and went back to cooking. The phone rang. Am picked it up and passed it to his Grandpa. Grandpa was busy talking on the phone when Am walked into the kitchen to tell me that he’d wet his pants again. I had to trace the ‘crime scene’ and cleaned it, mopped it several times and even cleaned along the hallway and the kitchen because I wasn’t sure where he’d walked.

30 minutes later, I brought him to the toilet again and asked him to pee. It was a success though I had to convince him that it’s alright to pee in the toilet bowl. From there onwards, throughout the day, we managed to keep the unwanted incident away though there were a few false alarms. I’m so proud of Am that I told everyone he’s not wearing diapers the whole day. I’m one proud ‘mom’!