Prefect Material?

For some reasons, when I subconsciously think about my son Fahyim, the first thing that visits my thick skull will be how similar his character has developed to the ones of mine. In terms of physicality factors, people say he got the same looks as I am, he got these big curls when his hair grew longer. I use to have that kind of curls when I was a tot. I saw it on those old fashioned albums my mom kept and sometimes it looks like cow shit when its smothered in sweat.

She always tell these stories to my wife about the complications she had to endure upon sending me to kindergarten. Based on her story, which may have some disputes ( hehehe!! ), the first day of kindergarten, I made her stayed with me in the class room for the whole day. If she make a move, I'll frickin break. So she end up sitting in those small stools inside the class room with all other kids. Sorry ma.

Reverting back to Fahyim, he is not as atrocious. His teacher said that he has got a bit of sensitivity issues. He takes comments personally and often made him "cembeng". I did experience it quite a lot lately. Every now and then when I ask him random questions, he might misunderstood and took it as a reprimand.

Being a 3 year old in his adventurous world, a tidy home is almost impossible.There were puzzles, books, toys, socks on the floor. He has this habit of shouting and throwing stuff while watching tele. When this happens, we put him in his naughty corner just at the side of our main door. Nowadays, a long gaze to his eyeballs will prompt him to bring himself to the naughty corner. After a few minutes he will say " I'm Sorry" and we will pick him up from the spot and ask him to promise not to do it again. He will then say "I Promise" and still do it again the next day. What the heck, its a process anyway.

Yesterday when we picked him up from school. His teacher handed me his progress report book. I passed the book to my wife and ask her to read it but before that, let me tell you a bit about Fahyim's teacher. The name's Teacher Razeeh, strict as a ballet instructor. She is all about rules, requirements and obligations. I once had this type of teacher in my primary school. Her name was Mrs Raja Ratnam, she's a typical Saree wearing Indian woman who uses tiger-ish charisma in teaching puny standard 1 pupils like me. My friend even peed himself once she start shouting. I was so afraid of her, I made myself top student . Anyway, Teacher Razeeh was not as strict as Raja Ratnam, maybe because she's dealing with toddlers and not standard 1's. I got to give it to her coz all the kids there listens to her.  My kid pays attention to her more than Stevie from Hi 5. How amazing is that? Haha.

Anyway, take a look at a snippet from his report book. 

Elsa and Olaf is the "In thing" now bro! Deal with it.

When my wife read this report to me, it really made me feel awesome inside because I know we have done at least one thing right in nurturing him. Maybe he will become one of those high achievers  or maybe a school prefect? or just maybe a computer geek. Hahahaha. It doesn't really matter as long as he knows how to respect people older than him which I perceive is quite lacking in theeeez nu age kidzzz nowadayzz coz it ain't their shizznit.

P/s : To my daughter Nadhrah Nur Damia, daddy will write about you soon okayyyyyy..

U better be bro

Just kidding! Disco Disco

Achievement Unlocked!

Assalamualaikum, Hello, Ola, Aloha and Sawobona to everyone who is reading this. It has been almost half a year into 2015 and I can't believe that I manage to find some minutes to spare writing in this antiquated blog. I don't expect anybody follows my blog though. Hee hee...

Well actually, yesterday my wife reminded me how I used to blog about Fahyim and why I should update it. The plain reason is,on 18th of February 2015 , God has sent me a lovely little angel weighing at 3.77kg . Diyanah delivered this beauty in Pantai Hospital Kuala Lumpur via normal delivery which she was longing for, badly. It took her a mere 10 hours of labour pain to endure and finally got the baby out around 9:50 am.

Although this is my second baby, but for me this is still the first time experience watching how normal deliveries being executed. I will deliberately skip the details to this but respectfully summarize that it is a TERRIFYING visuals but full of excitement. I can't tell how many decibels of pain involved through the whole process. I can see lines of veins popping out like its about to break out on the side of her forehead and neck.  Congratulations wife, you made it like a champion. I love you to the spine.

 We named her NADHRAH NUR DAMIA which means " Keindahan Cahaya Kebijakan" . There was no contemplation involved in naming her as I have decided 5 months before she popped out. With Fahyim it was vice versa.  And this is DAMIA..

Kenyit mata cakap " Ahakss"

Botakhead tidurhead

Fahyim was not utterly fond when he sees us holding another baby in our arms. But he is a wise boy, he observed our gestures and started acknowledging his sister the very second day. He has been trained to mention the word "adik "  since Damia was still in the womb. Until today he does not get jealous when the mother holds the Adik but sharing toys is still a big NO-NO. I foresee great challenge ahead of me.

We celebrated the arrival of Damia and two weeks after her birthday along came ORKID MARISSA (her cousin) . These three kiddos will be the pride our genes and hopefully they will continue to be the  Solehs and Solehahs and make us all proud parents.

Damia and Orkid the two beautiful ladies but one has to diet. I don't have to say which one lah. 

Early Development for Your Child

I was among the first of the lot to get married at 26 years old. God has delivered an awesome gift to me when I was 27. The greatest moment of my life to date was undeniably the day that I become a father to my beloved son Muhammad Fahyim Syakir.

I have mentioned before why I decided to send my kid to a proper kindergarten at such a young age. It was not because I know how beneficial it can be for my kid, but it was merely because my maid ran away.

After putting the kid for almost a year now, I have noticed  mass improvements in his brain development. He has become so clever until my level of intelligence looks awful.

Two nights ago, my wife and I was shocked after hearing him reciting Al-Fatihah although he is still mumbling in between the phrases. But for a two year old who can already recite Al-Fatihah is quite an achievement I must say.

A lot has changed since the last article. He is able to demand, instruct or even protest verbally . He will say " Tanak " with a slight english accent which I never failed to laugh to or he might say " Amacious" which is a mixture of the word Delicious and Amazing . The boys' memory is so good he can effortlessly chant the numbers in tens to hundred. I don't know whether its the kids nowadays or was the kids from my time was underachieving or was it only me? Muehehehhehe.

Usually when we go for a grocery shopping, we will have a list so that we won't end up buying unnecessary things. Everything will be tailored according to the budget thanks to the high inflation rate in our beloved country but everytime we reach the till, there will be numerous amount of unnecessary items picked up by the little lad along the way. Whenever he does this., the mother does this face. Hahaha..

One must not mess with Le mother.

Last month was my sons graduation day. It was held at his Kindergarten. My parents and in laws was there too. It shows how much attention that kid gets from the grandparents. He was supposed to perform a couple of songs during that day. Weeks before the event, he kept on practicing our National Anthem at home so I thought he's going to perform that song but unfortunately on the day itself, only the older group of kids sang . The teachers thought the toddlers might run to their parents when they see them in the crowd. But I managed to record some of his rehearsals in the car. Take a listen.

I was so excited seeing my son performing. He's so enthusiastic and hard working. I can sense his stage fright came creeping by the looks on his face. At one point he was stagnant while the other big kids dancing and singing. A few seconds after that, the performer in him blossomed and unfolds into some crazy dances and hops.

This whole experience of the kids growing so fast has made me believe that early development of child is essential and beneficial. I was surprised by my sons potential and I think it was possible because of the support that he gets from the people around him.

This is our camouflage. Sweet innit?

And I thought this was a playground. 

I'm so gonna get you dude, just watch it dude.

Anyway, this is him now at 26 months. I love you dude. Soon you'll become Abang already.

Feels like farting.

Fast recap!

My last post was on 27 of August 2014. It has been more or less 2 months since I last wrote. My once a month update has now become once every two months kinda thing. This basically describes laziness, forgetfulness, busy-ness and some procrastination of a typical man who thinks he's sound on owning  a blog.

Anyway, here I am scribbling again. This past  2 months had me experienced a lot of major events in my career and also personal life. I had a team of Fantastic Four in my dealing room here in our office. Just recently, one of them got his pink slips delivered to him by the CEO due to confidential reasons.

That fundamentally leaves me with a  team of three including me. We call ourselves the "Miserable Three" .. Hahaha..more work, higher target and same pay. Although what I'm writing now basically describes my inconsistent writing for this past few months, the ultimate factor was in fact .......

"LE WIFE GOT PREGNANT!" 

She is almost 6 months now. If it's a 10K marathon run, she's at kilometre 4.5. This time around, the genre was different to the likes of Fahyim, she was a heavy window shopper during her first pregnancy. This second one is totally the opposite. Every food was "busuk" to her during her first trimester whereas in her second trimester, the motto was "anything sweet, I'll swallow"..hahahaha

Fahyim coped out quite well, he started learning to play with his toys and started showing responsibilities thanks to the kindergarten. His discipline improves tremendously. He sings nursery rhymes I don't know. He has grown into a tall lad. Very handsome and gentle.

We celebrated his 2nd birthday a month ago at his Tokwe's place ( the only free of charge venue ) at first there was no theme for the party until his Nenek bought a fancy inflatable pool and the kiddie slide.

Look at me fancy poolie and me fancy gurlie.!

I hope that this son of mine will grow to be an awesome man just like me. Muahahahahahahaha..

This part of him still exist by the way.

Sir Fahyim Shitalot Progress Report 1 year and 11 months

Syawal is almost over. Open houses begin to close. Expanding waistlines beginning to stagnate. I am back to work and the kid is going back to school.

He has been there for nearly 2 and a half months at Peterana Kindergarten. It comes to my surprise that the school did really well in nurturing Fahyim considering their budding experience in this industry.

Fahyim cried on each and every morning for 2 months since he enrolled with the school until recently he managed to blend in. His learning process at school was not an easy one for the teachers though. According to what was stated in his "Report Card" , he constantly cried and whined the whole time. Refuses to participate in the class activity but was reported for being very observant on the projects. 

Me and wife were so used to his whining. He just loves to do that although he is not hurt, hungry or sleepy. It was just an infants way to attract attention i presume. The teachers were very kind to update my wife on his behaviors and activities during the day. And there's this cute little troopers!

When my ex-mate took care of him. He was so clingy and dependent. We have to accompany him all the time. Doing house chores was a challenge last time. After this tenure at the kindergarten. From a shy boy, he became independent, he transform to a cheerful fella and a cheeky one too. He learned to jump without support which he once scared to perform. He became tremendously obedient too. Throwing tantrums that once upon a time a normal practice in the house is being replaced with laughters and nursery rhymes. 

Nothing excites me the most when my 2 year old kid are able to adapt to a steep learning curve at school. Now he can sing the ABC song until the "now I know my ABC" part which is fairly impressive although he always mix the "M" with the "N". 

One day he came back home and anxiously performed to us a head and shoulder knees and toes gestures. Everytime my wife sing that particular rhyme, he will automatically perform those movements and made us smile all night. 

Sleeping at the midst of 10pm after Pororo has become a routine to him. There's no trouble putting him to sleep nowadays although we might have to listen to him revising his ABC's and 123's together with a few nursery rhymes glued to the back of his astounding brain.

All in all, he progressed a lot since he started schooling. Behaved like a champion as though he knows that his baby brother/sister is on the way. Hehe :)

The Backup Plan

The "old and wise" used to say to the "young and stupids" repeatedly to always have a backup plan in whatever you do but seldom this immature nitwits do take notice.

To make it more interesting, last month right before Ramadhan, my maid ran away. It's the usual case with Indonesian maid here in Malaysia, after a certain period of time working with an employer, the tendency to run away is quite high.

I am not a person who thinks negatively about people. I tend to trust and respect people whenever I can. This includes our maid. She takes good care of Fahyim and displays motherly affection towards him also when one fine day she requested us to send her to her sisters and later on disappear for reasons I can't state.

We was caught of guard. We needed to think of a way to sort Fahyim out. My wife took 1 week leave to take care of the little guy. At first we can't believe that finally the time has come for us to send our only boy to the kindergarten and he is not yet 2 years old. We scouted for the nearest, most affordable and safest place there is in Bangsar and managed to filter them into two choices.

The first one was Kinderland which is situated in Jalan Terasek. It's near, it has vast experience (established in 1978) and the teacher to children ratio was quite good. There are a few negatives that I saw through my visit there was the maid. She looks fierce and gloomy. The fact that there is no Malay there, so there was no basic Islamic practice which is very essential to us. Plus, the kid screamed and hooked his legs on to my waist when I wanted to put him down.

We went to the next kindergarten near the place where we normally do grocery shopping called Peterana Kindergarten. Situated in Lucky Garden beside TMC. They just started business for not more than a year. A bit off on the experience side but it is Malay-owned and teaches basic Islamic. Not many kids there, they got 14 in total including the 4 years old and above. If Fahyim joins, he will be the fifth kid in the toddlers class. We were mesmerized by the interior design of this place. They make it child friendly similar of that Gymboree. The staircases was fully guarded with baby gates and the house is semi-full carpeted. When we are in the midst of touring the house, the principal asked another teacher to take Fahyim upstairs to play. Surprisingly, that little lad willingly and whole-heartedly surrenders himself to the teacher.  I then looked at Diyanah and saw her eyes sparkle, she suddenly shoots a lot of questions to the principal enthusiastically.I know there and then that this particular kindergarten struck my wife's heart . We had a discussion with our parents and enrolled Fahyim the very next week.

Amukan di pagi hari malas pegi skolah

He is definitely not a morning person

Behold! The messmaker has arrived fellas!

First artwork. Got 2 stars only due to short span of concentration.

A Sniff of Fresh Air

Finally we manage to squeeze a wee bit of our time to spend with the kid. After a spontaneous planning, I decided to bring our little familia to Langkawi Island for a short beachy break. The kid has grown up a bit and man he likes to play with sands and of course the all time favorite..the swimming pool!

At first, we wanted to drive there. Other than minimizing the trip cost, we thought we might as well enjoy the scenery. What I didn't know was if I were to bring my car to the island, I would have to send it via forwarding company which uses cargo ferry and will also consume time. So we book flight tickets and rent a car there, more expensive but less tiring and hassle free.

The three of us took the  LRT from Kerinchi Station to KL Sentral and took the KLIA express . It was Fahyim's first train ride but unfortunately he is too young to give a damn about it.. Haha..

We reached Resorts World Hotel Langkawi quite early. The checkout time was at 2-3 pm so there was no vacant room. So we had our early lunch at the cafe while waiting for the room.

Hi! Nama saya Fahyim. Hari ini saya buat record tak mandi sambil naik kapal terbang lagi.

The last time we went to Medan, Fahyim did not take his bath. This time he did it again with style " The Unbathed Traveller". Kah kah kah!

Fahyim jumped into the pool that evening and pulling him out of it was a big ask. I don't favor him staying in the pool for too long during that particular time because he didn't wear any swimming diapers. I went to search for the diapers which I read are sold in Cold Storage nationwide. It is called Huggies Little Swimmers, but my attempt at Cold Storage KLCC failed due to restocking complications. I manage to find one at a sundry shop along Pantai Cenang though.

Kuala Lumpur =MYR 29.50
Langkawi = MYR 40.00!
Frickin lavish Islanders!

He went the first day without the diapers. The fear of him "making cake" inside the pool was looming inside my apprehended mind. Luckily Fahyim was in full control of his stools because he was too occupied with the water smashing . This time around, the wading pool is shallow enough for him to stand and move . I presume this impulse of achievement in him knowing that he can maneuver himself without being held stops him from discharging unwanted particles in the pool. 

Don't worry mang! I ain't gonna shite mang!

Wait for me pool. Here I come pool. Gotta bring milk!

Our little happy family spent 2 nights in Langkawi. We went duty free shopping, seafood eating , "underwaterworld" ing, and "cable car" ing. Action packed holiday I recalled. I remember during my bachelor times, I used to travel light. 3 shirts, 1 shorts, a pair of shoe, a few boxers and i'm ready to roll. Nowadays is a a whole different ball game .., 1 super huge luggage, 1 semi huge luggage, 1 back pack filled with formula milk and flask , 1 stroller and sometimes 1 grumpy little lad. I'd just take it as a holiday workout. Haha!

Mommy's tired of Fahyim's flying saucer night.

Cody the surfer

That's not sweat. That's just fahyim being greedy while drinking.

Apple of my Eye