Home sweet home...

Today I'm home. Fuuhh...after the long hard work and full of tragedy yesterday. I love being at home...entertaining my kids especially. Although they are quite a handful most of the times, that does not lure me away. My son Ikhwan couldn't have enough of teasing his younger sisters. It seems like Marsya, my 2nd child, will cry every 2 minutes in interval. He can always find something to annoy her, taking her bicycle, fighting for the same toy or as simple as poking her nose. I am beginning to think that Marsya's crying is like music to Ikhwan's ear.

The house especially the living room will suffer a disastrous look when they are playing. That's the fate of a home full of kids. I have quite a handful...1 boy and 2 girls to wreck the house. The pictures I attached in here is my living room and my kitchen (taken in May 2006). There is quite a lot of change to it now. I love decorating it..but still want it to be as simple and peaceful as possible. I can't wait for an extra money to come. I can't wait to spend it on some decorating stuffs for the house. I haven't even finish decorating my son's room. He has to move out of our master bedroom very near in the future anyway. He couldn't be sleeping with us anymore at the age of 6. We have to slowly coach him to sleep alone. He's such a fearful kid. He fears everything....

My bedroom also needs a little touch up. Can't wait to make it look like one of the hotel rooms that used to inspire me. There is a long list of what to buy to make it a dreamy kind of a bedroom. I know what to do and how to do it...the problem is...u know what. I'm waiting for the pot of money at the rainbow feet I guess. Can't do anything without IT....

Introducing....

Today marked the birth of this blog, dedicated to zaki and zura's family. This blog will be maintained by me, zura and will be full of stories of our ups and downs. The wonderfull and happy moments are priceless, unforgettable and I wouldn't exchange with anything, even if 1million Malaysian ringgit is offered to me. The sad and difficult times come and go (luckily not too often), but we stood tall hanging on with every bit of strength we have as a family. I love my family, it is like a childhood dream comes to live. I'm thankful to have such a family like mine now...it's too good to be true. I wouldn't ask for more, Alhamdulillah....

Zaki and I got married in 2002...after about one year of courting that is...hehehe. It was a long story of how we got to be married to each other. Long story cut short, we met in the university where we sweat to get hold of our chemical engineering degree but it's not that straight forward. Nope..we were not officially in love while we were in England even if both of us have been to the city of love, Paris. Yes it is a long story, maybe I'll give out the whole story in one of the posts later.

We've spent wonderful moments together though. The family members keep increasing year by year...hahaha. The children are our gems, each has their own shape and colour. They are the living proof af the love that we cherish. Ikhwan Firdaus, Marsya Syazweena and Alya Humaira..you guys are the love of my life.