Alumni Gathering Guest Book

New guest book done specially for SMKA Alumni Gathering with pink & green as color theme which as their symbolic color. The size of book is 10" x 12" and consist of +-50 pages with custom layout.

Thanks Farihah for the order... :)

Gambar raya

Hari raya pertama

Ya Allah... Tak sangka begitu rindu dengan kampung halaman... Tapi, hari raya hari nie begitu penat... Rindu kat Kg tak terpikir sekejap... Sb tetamu tak putus... Esok tak tahu lah mcm mana... Capek dah nie... Semalam tido lewat sb menyiapkan juadah raya... Ketupat palas (first time buat dan tak menjadi... Pulut terlalu lembik), rendang ayam, gulai daging, air asam, daging panggang, nasi daging, daging rebus, perut, kuih raya: blueberry tart, pineapple tart, chocolate chip, bear cookies, samperit, mazola, tart nenas gulung... Byk tak... Hubby terchenta la chef nye... Sorry la ayang yer... I tak terrer masak... Tapi mengemas & part siang2 i la orang nyer... Juga tukang dekorate... :) menyiapkan semua tu dalam sehari... Yela buat awal2 basi plak... Last-last jam 4 pagi baru bole masuk bilik... Tu pun bila masuk bilik kene layan si kecik nie plak nak main... Tiap2 malam actually time sama dia bangun and ajak main... Layaaannn... Zzzzz sampai terlena...

Ari nie start early morning... And hubby cam biasa pagi raya memang tak dapat la nak solat raya sebab juadah & persiapan menyambut tetamu belum ready... Pepagi lagi dah mandikan bebudak... Mandi & bersiap... Tidurkan DD dulu... Pasang "Powerpuff Girls" untuk BB. Pastu terus ke dapur siang sayur, ayam, daging, rendam bihun... Untuk buat bihun goreng bagi juadah pagi raya, selain ketupat, rendang & kuih-kuih. Buat air sebekas besar, susun kuih dalam balang cantik kat meja depan... Panaskan lauk2 pagi tadi... Pastu layan DD & BB, hubby continue cooking... Baru dok nak makan... Tetamu da sampai... Dan seterusnya sehingga jam 9.00 malam tadi... Baru bole landing jap. Tapi pinggan mangkuk dok berkapaq... Aih... Kene kemas dulu... Da tak larat tapi... So... Kemaskan la sikit dulu, susun2... lap2... Basuh esok pagi la... Da tak larat dah... Adik ipar pun da sakit2 kaki, hubby lagi la... Da satu badan sakit... Sb dia da 2 hari tak berenti... A day before luar dalam rumah habis dicucinya... Aku just tolong-tolong jer sebab nak buat semua yang kotor tu susah nak pegang & susukan DD plak... Hubby tak bagi pun... Bertuahnya badan dapat hubbyku terchenta nie... :) jadi, itulah kisah hari ini... Nanti upload gambar raya plak... :)

Ada persamaan tak?

Di pagi hari raya...

Muka sebek...

This time want to share muka sebek my little price... Everytime mommy tinggal dia sleep alone for some kerja rumah... :)

Raya menjelang tiba

Persiapan raya dah buat sikit... Semua dapat sorang sepasang baju raya... Eh! Tak... Ayah x nak.. Mama, sepasang... Balqis, 6 pasang... Daanish, 4 pasang... Hehehe... Alhamdulillah ada jugak... Tahun nie kuih raya x beli satu pun... Sebab tahun nie buat sendiri... Walaupun hanya tukang tekap, hias & gulung... :) part buat dough & bakar hubby tercenta yang buat... Dia memang pakar masaklah... Aku da kalah... Bila la nak boleh lawan dia masak... Dulu, kurang-kurang western food aku champion... Sekarang haprak tadak... Dia buat lagi sedap... Huhuhuhu... Semua bermula dari aku pregnant baby first (Balqis) dulu... Tak dibenarkan buat sebarang kerja mahu pun hanya sekadar sapu lantai... Sebab bleeding... :(

Tahun nie dok umah mertua jadi tak der la membeli sangat... Tapi mak & ayah mertua membeli jugak la.. Nak raya kan... Carpet baru... Bunga baru... Motor baru... Aiii... Kalau bole semua nak baru bila raya nie kan...??

Tahun nie patut balik Kelantan tapi macam tak akan kesampaian jer... Walaupun da rindu nak balik & makan makanan klate... Rindu famili... Tak balik sebab mak tak sihat... Kesian pulak nak tunggal lama-lama balik raya klate... Tak tahu la lagi cam ne nie... :'(

Raya tahun nie lebih meriah dari tahun lepas... Alhamdulillah rezeki anak2. :)

Salam Aidilfitri

Dikesempatan ini saya dan keluarga ingin mengucapkan Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri kepada semua sahabat-sahabatku yang dulu dan kini serta semua umat Islam. Saya juga ingin memohon maaf jika terdapat kesilapan atau terkasar secara sengaja atau tidak.

Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri

Maksud nama...

Apa maksud Muhammad Daanish Danial.

Muhammad (محمد) : Praiseworthy - name of the Last Prophet

Daanish (دانش) : Wisdom, Learning, Science

Daniel (دانیال) : Intelligent

Moga anakku membesar dan berbudi pekerti seperti namanya... Amin.

Hamper/Gift/Diaper cake now available at farralittledesign

Baby & kids.

Design 01: motorcycle diaper cake. Consist of 3 romper, 1 set pyjamas, 1 set mittens, 1 set booties, 1 small hand towel, 2 bibs, 1 bottle, 1 pacifier & 6 huggies ultra dipers. Price starts from RM180 to RM400 depending on items brand. *Teddy bears are sold separately.

Design 02: Flower Bucket. Consist of 1 romper, 1 bib, 1 set mittens, 1 set booties & 6 huggies ultra diapers. Price range from RM40 to RM100.

Design 03: New Walker. Consist of 1 romper, 1 hooded swaddle, 1 headband, 1 pair of socks & 1 pair of shoes. Price range from RM100 to RM250.

Design 04: Baby Blossom. Consist of 1 small tin of newborn formula milk, 3 romper & 2 pairs of socks. Price range from RM130 to RM400.

Type of hamper/gift:

1. Birthday

2. Anivessary

3. Aidilfitri

4. Newborn / baby/ kids

5. Wedding

6. Etc

*all items are exclude postal or delivery charges.

New item in the house!!!

It is GUEST BOOK . We provide three type of binding. The binding types are: comb binding, ring bind & glue bind. This guest book sampel using comb binding.

My story... (continues)

My baby was put under blue light all day and night except during feeding time. I was feeding him for every 1-2 hours depend on demand. :) the nurse will come and called to feed the baby every time the baby cries. All the mothers has to change diapers ad feed their own baby.

After being discharged. We still need to have check-up at the clinic every day. Since then we have tried a few traditional remedies to overcome jaundice. There are many we heard of, such as feeding of goats milk, sengkuang cina, Air kundur; give bath with air tauge (bean sprout), air daun bunga raya, air daun kuchai, air nila; put on alovera on the forehead, bedak sejuk and air badak on all body and many more. We only tried feed him with air zam-zam, put alovera on his forehead and give him bath with bean sprout water.

Later we were referred to specialist clinic at the hospital to check for other problems of prolong jaundice. But the doctor has suspected as breast milk jaundice.

The service was damn slow and inefficient. The waiting time took us from 7.30am every morning and ends about 12.00 noon everytime. The counter only opens at 9.00am and consultation rooms only 2-3 rooms opened in the morning. The blood test done took time more than 2 weeks to have result. And non consistent advice from doctors.

So lastly we surrender and tuang next appointments. We decided we would go for full screen test at private hospital later. Hoping everything will go well and as his elder sister. Since his sister also could have same jaundice problems if being checked for bilirubin since birth, because his sister also have high reading of bilirubin (180) at 7th day and being feed by formula milk the first 3 days and sulam for the previous days due to not enough breast milk.

May Allah protect us and give us good health. Amin...

My story...

Here I would love to share my medical experience with a government hospital in Alor Setar, Kedah. Since, this is my first experience using the facility.I was admitted on 7th June 2011 due to water breaking. My husband send me to the hospital from our house. The journey took us about 45 minutes to 1 hour. Compared to last time labour experience, the journey from house to hospital only took 5 minutes. It was very near & short journey. My water break at 8.00am and we arrived at the hospital at about 9.20am. I was held up at registration & check-up until about 4.00pm, to get a bed in ward. My family has to wait in the waiting room since then.

My husband had ask for a husband friendly room for labour, but instead was cold treatment, high tone voice & ignored. There should be a form for patient who request the room and got to pay for RM30. There's a husband in the waiting room waiting to be called to enter the labour room with his wife. But instead not being called at all until everything was done. When was questioned, they said they already called the husband. Pitty to that guy. Bad service to the hospital. If the ward and labour room was full. Why don't they explain to the patients & family members. Why give cold treatment & stupid excuses. I was called to go to ward with family members. Then they were pushed out from ward because it was not visiting hours yet. Although it was only about half an hour lagi jer. Without explaining to us that they are not suppose to be in there other than visiting hours. We notice it after reading the notice board. Kesian my daughter...While I'm in the ward waiting for my family come to visit me during visiting hours. I saw a lady with her baby crying opposite my bed. She was struggling feeding her baby. The baby keep crying. Then I see her feeding him with plain water. That baby keep quiet for a while then start crying again. I saw her face was very sad, tension and tired. I feel sorry for her, I walk towards that lady and ask, "Kenapa dengan baby?". "Lapar, susu tak der", she replied. "Kenapa tak bagi susu formula? Tak minta kat nurse?", I said. "Nurse tak bagi minim botol. Kene bagi susu badan jugak. Dah minta tadi, tapi kene marah", she explains. "Teruknya nurse tu", I thought and I feels like want to feed her baby with my milk. Since i still have because i still feeding my elder daughter aged 2 and half years old. "Kak try la mintak lagi, cakap susu tak der dan baby lapar. Cakap tegas sikit, kalau tak diaorang ingat kita main-main", I said again. I feel pity for her and her baby. Then, a nurse came to her to check her BP and baby. Then I heard her asking the nurse as I told her. The nurse took the baby away to be feed. Alhamdulillah, good for her and baby. I see a relief face expression on her pale face. In my previous experience, newborn baby was placed in the nursery until the mom or dad requested to. The nurse will took care of the baby until the mom was ready or feeling better. During my waiting for labour. I see so many rude and not respecting for others act by the nurses towards the patients. The doctors so far is ok but most when being questioned always answering with and answer that nak lepas tanggungjawap. The facility in the hospital, I would say okey and at par with private hospital. But the treatment and layanan I would say, not friendly.I do ask about first class or single bedded room. Do they allowed family members to accompany or stayed in the room. No body is allowed in the room only patient. Others only allowed during visiting hours. Our previous experience husband & kids are allowed to stay in the single bedded room. This would be the first experience for me to deliver without my husband beside me. Since we don't get to get a husband friendly labour room. I was pushed to labour room at 3.30am. I was put on bed in labour room at about 4.00am. The room was berselerak and I was put on wire to monitor contractions and baby's heart beat. I was not prepared for delivery. What I mean was bed was separated into half and hang the leg. Based on my experience before. I thought of they assuming I would be delivering late at least hours since my opening was only 4 cm. But the I was in labour pain and delivered my baby at 4.21am without doctor attending. I was assist by a lady wearing blue suite happened to passed by my room. She was alone helping me in labour. Thank to her for fast action and good job. I asked her name and thanked her. But now I can't remember her name but I can see her face now in my head. I has delivered my baby at 4.21am. But my husband and daughter in the waiting room was not informed until I was pushed out from labour room to ward at 8.00am. Why they don't informed the family members that was waiting like hell in that room? At least if they had informed them, they can have breakfast, sleep or bath while wait for a bed in ward. Kesian orang. Especially children like my daughter which can't separate with their mommy. My husband was worried sick in the waiting room, scared of something bad had happened with a daughter to take care of.

Then I was send to ward at about 8.00am with family members accompanying. But I was put on katil lipat at a corner in front of toilet entrance. The bed was full and given to patients in needs, such as seizer labour patients, old and other worse cases. Later came a nurse and happens to be my cousin's wife to inject my baby his first injection: BCG. That's all was done and test on baby. In my past experience, baby was run full test and screen for physical and blood test. Search for abnormalities and problems. Baby was japed for BCG and HepB. Baby must be confirmed healthy before discharge from ward.

I was discharge from ward that evening. Happy that can go home since I saw my little girl are so tired although she so excited for her new baby brother was born. She already catch running nose. If I go home at least she can rest and have good sleep.

The next morning at about 8.00am, we called the local nurse desa informing that I have delivered. Later, the nurse came to house at 8.30am for check-up. The nurse will come to do check-up on mommy and baby daily from birth until 20th day. We also need to go to Klinik Kesihatan to have blood test for jaundice. We had to take baby to clinic everyday to have blood test and that every time his feet has to be poked. From out past experience there was no jaundice check-up until the 5th day of birth. On that day baru do blood test to see bilirubin level in baby's blood. The blood was taken by toreh baby's heel. They will run full test to see if any abnormalities. On third day, we skipped the blood test session sebab kesian tengok baby. On 4th day we went to clinic for blood test and the test result showing 274 bilirubin reading. We were asked to go to the hospital immediately. We were shocked and terpinga-pinga, why we have to go to the hospital.At the emergency counter, we ask why. They said, my baby has to be warded for jaundice. We don't want our baby to be warded without any explanation. We ask to see and a discussion with doctor. Then came a doctor and said we had to send the baby for warded because the hospital circular said so. That's not explanation! Then a Indian guy at the counter calm us down saying we can see and discuss with doctor at the pediatric ward before making decision to ward our baby and said there are beds for mommy's to stay and accompany my baby.At the pediatric ward, we went to see a doctor to discuss and have an explanation. But what we get the same answers, circular said so to ward if reading more than 250. And we ask for the procedure and is there any facility for breastfeeding mothers to be in. They said mothers only can come and breastfeeding their baby from 9.00am to 10.00pm and are not allowed to stay. In my head still remembered what that Indian guy had informed me earlier. I was confused. We urged and desak to have me stay in. But they refuse and said semua hospital sama jer. So we ask for time to discussed between us before making decision to ward our baby. We make a call to KMC for confirmation is it possible for mommy to stay with jaundice baby. But they said the same, baby has to leave. Because of that we decided to go on and warded our baby here. But suddenly, change of statement made. Mommy can stay with baby in ward and there is beds for mommy provided. Aik! Tadi kata tak der! Now, ada plak! I was happy with that answer, because I can stay and take care of my baby. I don't trust them after I see such attitudes for the past 5 days.So I was warded again with my baby and husband and daughter have to go home and only visits us during visiting hours. There are a few more other mother was asking for bed like I do, and they give the same answer as I was told at the first time. Sedangkan there is another two bed vacant.

My baby was taken to photo-therapy room.

We were warded for 3 days and 2 nights. To be continued...

Daanish Danial story continue...

Ok we continue the story.

After the announcement, I went out to see my hubby & Balqis. Then, we went to the canteen for food. We had nasi ayam and air bandung.

At canteen eating

Later, I went to the same place again to continue waiting & my family waiting in the waiting room. Then at about 4.00pm a nurse called my name. Saying I got a bed. Then we followed the nurse to the ward. In the ward husbands are not allowed except for visiting hours, so does childrens. So they can see me only at 12.30pm - 2.00pm and 4.30pm - 7.30pm. So that day, they are with me from 4.30pm until 7.30pm. Before that they are not allowed, they are pushed out after sending me to ward. Still have no contraction.

On my bed waiting for the time

Later came a doctor checking and asking a few questions. Then he ask me to sign a form for induce if there is no contraction after 12 hours from time the "waters breaking" as a procedure. My hubby also need to sign the form. After explaining the conditions and effects, I agreed and sign the form. But deep in my heart still hopping I do not need those medication (induce) since it has side effect on my baby.

At 10.00pm, I start to feel strong contractions. Which is about 15-20 minutes apart. Then at about 1.00am the contraction become stronger and I ask for checkup of the opening when the contractions are about 10 minutes apart. I ask a nurse, "Do I need any checkup? Since my contractions is already 10 minutes apart". The nurse ask me back, "Masuk sini tak kene check ker?. I replied, "Tak". That nurse I ask before doesn't came back after saying to me, she will get back to me later. Then, I asked the same questions to another nurse that came to me to check my BP. The same answer I get and no feedback.

Timer to check on my contraction

Later, I feel the contractions getting stronger and I pushed the RED button. A nurse said to me, "Awat dah sakit sangat ka?", sambil buat muka. "Yes", I replied. Then she ask me to come to the examination room in front of their counter. The nurse said to me, "Ala baru 2cm", with muka sinis. I replied back, "Lambatnya kali nie nak bersalin," in sarcastic voice tone.

The nurse are very rude and has no respect of others. Making fun of me in pain. As if, aku jer yang tak than sakit & mengada-ngada. I hate what they did to me. I just keep quiet in my bed and pray to Allah for safety and smooth delivery.

Later, at about 3.00am I feel the contraction & pain that I can't speak off. And I just keep quite in my bed coz I don't want to face that same situation again. Then a nurse came to me and ask me, "Sakit dah ker?". I just nod. She ask me wether I can walk to examination room or not. I nod again. In my heart, "Alhamdulillah, Allah temukan aku dengan nurse ini". She checked and it's already 4 cm. Then she said I will be pushed to labour room now. She ask me to bring along baby's clothes and my begs, also to inform my hubby.

My hubby arrive about 15 minutes later with my daughter. They were waiting for me in the car at car park behind the hospital. The nurses were still chit-chatting, while I'm in wheelchair and hubby & daughter beside me. Then, hubby ask, "Ini macam mana? Nak saya tolak ke labour room ke?", a sarcastic question was trown. Then, baru nak bergerak. They pushed me to labour room at about 3.30am. Hubby & daughter was asked to wait in the waiting room.

I was arrived at delivery room section at about 3.45am. In the labour room section, I was put in front of registration counter for about 10-15 minutes. Then, I was pushed to a labour room and put me on bed. They put on wire to monitor contractions & baby's heart beat. The room seems to be "berselerak" belum berkemas. Later, still struggling in pain. Suddenly, feels great pain and like baby is coming out. I search for RED button. But there's none. While I hold on. I search for somebody passing by, also nobody. Later, I see on lady in blue suite passing by, I called and said, "sakit! Nak bersalin". That lady was panic and rushing get me ready for labour. I was not being prepared before. Maybe they assume I will not deliver this sudden. I heard she ask me, "Rasa nak berak ke?". "Nak keluar!", I replied. In seconds, I feel like baby gone out and feeling my tummy empty, after gush of water. Then heard baby's cry and she hold up the baby in front of my face to confirm baby sex and put a tag. I saw the wall clock showing it's 4.30am. Another nurse came and take my baby out of the room. She continue to take off the "uri" out. Then stitched me. She done stitching at about 5.00am. At 5.30am a nurse came in with my baby to be breastfeed. My baby suck his first milk. Alhamdulillah, again Allah meets me with this experience & nice lady to help me deliver. At 6.00am a doctor came to check my baby. I was on labour room bed until 8.00am, waiting for an empty bed. But not regular bed, "katil lipat" at a corner in front of toilet door. The ward was full.

View from my bed

Later, we were discharge at 5.30pm although my baby still didn't poo. This is due to not enough bed and good health condition of both of us. Alhamdulillah... Boleh balik. Cian Balqis & hubby doesn't have proper sleep & meal. Balqis pun dah nak demam da, sebab tak cukup rehat.

My little prince

The end

Daanish Danial Story

It all begins with wet event on one silent and cozy morning... Hehehe... About 8.00am (7th June 2011). Well, my water broke on my bed one morning. I didn't realise it, until my dear hubby came home from pasar buying our breakfast. He came to me and said, "are you peeing on bed?". I replied, "no lah!". Hubby: "abis apasal basah?". me: "ha? Basah?". Hubby: "Cuba awak rasa katil tu". Alamak, memang basahlah... Tak kan aku kencing kot? Dalam mimpi? Ke air ketuban aku pecah?. I replied: "ayang, air ketuban pecah kot?". Then I ask him to reconfirm that water color, smell & feel. He then confirm back that it is clear & no smell. I was thinking of articles that I read before about labour. I said to my self, confirmla nie air ketuban aku dah pecah. Then I stood up beside my bed to change clothes to go to hospital. "Bruuushh...", more water came out & nothing I can do... Mak aih! Banyak nyer air... Banjir abis bilik... Terpaksala pakai tuala. Tuala means tuala mandi yang besar guna untuk lap badan after mandi... Sebab banyak sangat air turun... Pakai pad tak layak dah kalau macam nie... My dear hubby dah panic, he called nurse to reconfirm of what had happened. I just said to him, "Jom pergi hospital. Tapi tak sakit lagi...". He was rushing taking Balqis for a bath & getting ready to go to hospital. Taking all the things we need.

All the way my hubby's face was in panic & worry. I tried to comfort him & ask him to drive slow, because I don't feel the baby is coming out yet, because there was no pain at all. Just my back pain since starting of second trimester. He was mumbling on the road condition and unethical car drivers that cutting queues and drive like orang mabuk. Balqis, doesn't stop asking, "mama, kita nak gi mana?". Me: "Kita nak gi hospital, adik baby da nak keluar. Nanti Balqis dok ngan ayah ok? Sebab doktor tak bagi budak-budak masuk tempat mama masuk. Ok?". She replied, "Ok", with a smiling face. I was hopping everything will be ok, since Balqis is still breastfeed and very attach to me. And thinking, how Balqis will going to sleep at night without breastfeed & I'm sure she will be sad & cranky because we had to be saperated. Napela hospital tak benarkan anak & hubby tinggal je dalam bilik wad tu? kalau dok wad satu bilik. The journey took us about 45 minutes from our house. Jauhkan? Alhamdulillah, Tuhan tak bagi aku sakit bersalin macam Balqis dulu.

At the emergency lounge Hospital Sultanah Bahiyah. Hubby went to get a wheelchair for me. Then he push me to second floor the delivery section, with Balqis walking beside my wheelchair. At the registration counter, hubby was asking for husband friendly labour room. I was pushed for examination. Inside, the nurse came to check my BP & baby condition. I was informed that my bukaan is 2cm. Then a young doctor came for checking. She said that my baby is sleeping... Memang time tido pun. Then, they try to wake the baby... By tolak baby on my tummy... But baby keep sleeping. Then she tried to usik my baby's head by inserting her hand. My baby move up moving away from her. I don't feel good about this, and I don't feel the necessity of doing that. If the baby doesn't want to go out wet why forcing? Even I don't feel any pain nor contraction. Why? But who am I to argue... What I can do only pray to Allah for our safety. That's what I did since I know I was pregnant. Because I heard a lot of negative stories about hospital kerajaan. I was examine & experiment (I would say) about 3 hours. Then I was ask for blood take and wait to be called for ward.

Then came a young guy doctor for blood take. Alhamdulillah, tak sakit and he manage to fine my vein kat lengan. Tak macam time pregnant kat Klinik kesihatan, nurse amik darah tak pernah dapat jumpa, pastu last-last amik kat atas tangan. Kali pertama cucuk berkali-kali.. Sakit wei... Second time, I cakap terus kat lengan susah cari amik jer kat atas tangan. Sebab tak mau jadi cam hari tu sakit. Nurse lain pulak amik darah... Katanya nurse besar, apa term diorang pakai ek, aku lupa plak... Ok kot aku pikir, tak sakit.. tapi tekaan aku meleset sama sekali... Bukan sahaja sakit, tangan aku lebam & bengkak sebab amik darah. Apala dia buat kat aku. Teruk betul... Pastu bila tanya, kenapa jadi cam tu... Jawapan tak menjawap soalan langsung! Jawapan mengelak dari tanggungjawap jer. "sebab puan tak tekan kapas kuat-kuat lepas amik darah tu." Sedap jer dia jawap... Sama jer aku tekan setiap kali amik darah, nie bukan pertama kali. Siot jer!

Continue story balik... Then at about 1.00pm came a nurse and announce. All patients bole keluar makan dulu... Pukul 2 datang balik. Kalau cakap awal2 kan bagus. Da la dari pagi x makan, anak & laki aku kat luar pun sure tunggu kerisauan kat luar tu. Confirm tak makan lagi tu! Teruk betulla...!!

Ok... For time being kita stop dulu... My baby da nangis lapar :) We continue later....

KUIH RAYA 2011

Untuk makluman & pengumuman kepada semua rakan-rakan sekalian. Tahun nie farra buat kuih raya family resepi untuk dikongsi bersama.... Jadi jika berminat bolehlah membuat tempahan bagi kuih-kuih yang berkenan dihati... :) Buat masa nie farra upload 4 jenis kuih dulu... nanti farra upload lagi... jika sempat buat... :) Jadi tunggu...

Tempahan dibuka sekarang sehingga 17hb Ogos 2011. Semua tempahan hendaklah disertai dengan 20% bayaran tanda confirm & pembayaran selebihnya 3 hari sebelum penghantaran dibuat. Jika membeli melebihi 3 balang diskaun akan diberikan.

RM24 : 50 biji

RM28 : 50 biji

RM28 : 50 biji

RM22 : 35 biji

ni rupa kuih dalam balangnya...

Sebarang tempahan boleh dibuat melalui email farra.cookies@gmail.com atau FB. Sekian terima kasih.

* harga tidak termasuk kos penghantaran pos.

Baby has arrived!

Alhamdullilah. Our second baby have arrived: baby boy, 3.08kg, 4.21am, 8th June 2011(wed),at Hospital Sultanah Bahiyah, Alor Setar, Kedah.

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My favorite appatizer

Lama da tak makan benda alah nie... Rindu rasa... Mmm.. Bila2 kene try buat sendiri la jawapnya... Hehehe...

Mieng-Kham (Sireh Daun Kadok)

1/4 Cawan Udang Kering-Goreng Garing
1/4 Cawan Kacang Tanah-Goreng Dan Buang Kulit
20-30 Helai Daun Kadok
1 Limau Nipis-Di Potong Kecil bersama Kulit
1/4 Cawan Bawang Besar-Potong Kecil
10-20 Biji Cili Padi-Hiris Kecil2
1/2 Cawan Kelapa-Hiris Nipis dan goreng garing.
1/4 Cawan Halia Muda-Potong Kecil.

Sos

1/2 Sudu Makan Lengkuas-Kisar Halus
l1/8 Cawan Bawang Merah-Dicincang
1 Cawan Air
1 Cawan Gula
1 Sudu Makan Sos Ikan
1/4 Cawan Kelapa Parut –Goreng Seperti Kerisik tetapi jangan dikisar.

Cara-Cara:-
Masak ke semua bahan kecuali kelapa parut, sehingga sos pekat. Masuk kan kelapa parut setelah sos sejuk.

Cara Makan:-
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A person called mom

I'm touched after reading this article, sungguh menyentuh hati. It reminds me of who i am as a mother and a having a loving mother. I copied the article from http://www.fadzjohanabas.com/murky-clarity/2011/04/for-all-the-mothers-out-there.html
to share this beautiful story with my fellow friends.

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For All the Mothers Out There

Most of the time I take this for granted, but I am truly blessed to be working where I am. Sure, the long hours, the lack of sleep, the constant worry that I'll screw up and kill somebody have taken their toll on me, but I also get to see miracles. Miracles of life, miracles of death, miracles of recovery when the prognosis is bleak. Above all these, however, is the miracle of mothers who love their children unconditionally.

I have conducted deliveries before, and I have performed Cesarean Sections. Not many people can say the same. Even so, I cannot even imagine, much less comprehend the agony a mother goes through during childbirth. But it doesn't stop there. A mother willingly sacrifices a part of herself to raise her children, to protect them, to nurture them, to prepare them for a brighter future than what she has.

So what brought about this sudden appreciation to mothers? Almost a month ago I operated on a young lady who was a road-traffic accident victim. Her brain injury was severe, and I didn't think she'd ever wake up, much less function normally again. Her mother was hovering by her side, tears threatening to escape her eyes, gaze darting about when not focusing on her daughter. Before we wheeled the patient in, we let the mother kiss her. She needed to do it. She kept on whispering the same words over again, like a chant. A mantra. And her voice broke; she cried. Then she looked at me, her eyes sharp. "Selamatkan anak saya, doktor," she pleaded. Save my daughter, doctor.

I ended up doing two surgeries on the patient, the latter a major life-saving procedure. Every single day after the first encounter, the mother would run up to me whenever she saw me, asking how her daughter was. I even had to use a different route to get to the ICU because I had nothing new to tell her, and that was breaking my heart.

Four days later, the patient woke up. She was unable to speak, but she obeyed commands. When I found this out, both the parents were by the patient's bedside, and they thanked me profusely. I still don't know why they did; I only did my part, my job, standard surgeries for head-injury patients. The patient woke up all by herself, with the help of her mother, who stayed by her side every chance she got, who held her hands and whispered words only a mother and her daughter would understand, who in her eyes, a grown woman had become her newborn baby once again.

That afternoon I sat back and watched as the mother showed the patient family photos, cooed her to lift an arm, coaxed her to sip from a straw. She used gentle words, kind words, words a mother typically use to persuade a toddler to take his medicine. And every day after that, she approached me to inform me how her daughter was recuperating.

Then there was another instance last night. I was reviewing a patient who was waiting for surgery when I overheard a lady instructing the nurse to do this and that for her son. The nurse, a new(ish) staff, was at a loss. After reviewing my patient, I took a quick look at the other patient, whose mother was making a fuss. He was one of my patients when he had been in the ICU, a teenager, another road-traffic accident victim. The collar he wore was three sizes too big, and for his injury, it was as good as not wearing a collar at all. I asked the nurse to get one of a proper size from the ICU. When the mother saw me instructing the nurse, she bombarded me with questions and demands. I wasn't in a hurry, so I stood opposite her, with the semi-conscious patient between us, and answered her questions the best I could.

After a few minutes, her voice quavered, and she struggled to keep herself from crying. While caressing the boy's face, she told me that she had never gone through this before. She left the sentence hanging, open-ended. I knew what her silence indicated. She was afraid, she was worried sick, she wanted for her son to wake up again. That moment, she stopped becoming a demanding family member, and revealed herself as a mother who felt helpless for not being able to do anything for her son. I didn't have the heart to confirm her fears; part of me is still wishing he will wake up soon.

Throughout my short years in Neurosurgery, I bore witness to mothers taking care of their comatose children. I even published a story along this line. They don't seem to care if their children will never wake up, so long as they get to care for them. Among my most heart-wrenching experiences: telling a mother that her son or daughter had just passed away. It never gets easier. In fact, the more I learn in this field, the harder it gets. What if our best wasn't good enough?

To top it off, whenever I go through such instances, I think about my own mother, how lost I will be if I ever lose her. I get angry when she complains of new pains and aches; those are signs of aging, and she's not supposed to age. She's supposed to be here for all eternity. She's always wistful when she talks about wanting high pillars at the porch, but what she doesn't realize is that she already is one, the single strong pillar in my life, in the lives of my siblings.

For all the times I've broken her heart, for all the times I've made her cry, I hope my mother knows how blessed Kasha, Faiz and I are to have her.

For making me what I am today, I love you, Mama.

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I love you mama... I'm thankfull for what i am now, coz of you.

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