tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-44531263927312408432023-10-25T10:43:48.476+01:00Mummy Nana“Other things may change us, but we start and end with family”Mummy Nanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04785418626449709927noreply@blogger.comBlogger293125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453126392731240843.post-4254033247760552612018-02-15T08:43:00.001+00:002018-02-16T02:22:49.036+00:00Clearing the cobwebs!Cough Cough Cough! OMG it has been so long. Dah bersawang sawang! Apologies for not updating. Lots of things have happend. With 4 kids, by the end of 2012 we finally moved back to Malaysia for good, when my youngest was only 4 months old, settled down and live happily ever after. The end. Or so i thought :)<br />
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Our lives have changed ever since. From a full time mum and ex-accountant, I decided to go back to work in a totally different field. I survived for 5 years and today, it’s back to square one as a full time mum. Why? Because 'I love my kids so much' *wink even though my son said "Mummy you always get angry with me all the time". Hahah<br />
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Ya, so here I am. Will try to blog as much as possible like before or even more, make new friends, try new things, eat more cake, drink coffee, participate in any events and be happy!<br />
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<br />Mummy Nanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04785418626449709927noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453126392731240843.post-28984004705413658262018-02-15T07:46:00.000+00:002018-02-16T02:25:43.374+00:00How to get Money quicklyAn old blog post that was never published that written somewhere in 2011!<br />
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While I was busy in the kitchen, suddenly I heard Husayn running down the stairs and screaming:<br />
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Mummy, mummy, you know what? I know how to get money quickly.<br />
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Smiling and curiously I asked him, How?<br />
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You just go to www get money quickly dot co dot UK<br />
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I just smiled and let him do the talking...<br />
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Well, I was always so busy with my cooking and baking all the time and when he asked why can't I play with him, I always said I need to cook and sell my food, we need money because I'm not working.<br />
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Isn't he so sweet. Trying to help me no matter what way.<br />
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Hmmm... I blame the TV. How hard I taught my kids that money doesn't come easily. We have to work hard for it. But a simple advert can manipulate kids minds, just like that.<br />
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O yeah now I don't have to do anything and yet we can still be rich. How I wish it was as simple as that my dear :)<br />
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Mummy Nanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04785418626449709927noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453126392731240843.post-16463432091812981802012-08-10T17:49:00.001+01:002012-08-11T18:50:47.937+01:00Home sweet home-Day 3I keep telling my friends that I love to stay longer in the hospital after I deliver my baby. But this time, the nurse keep asking me when I want to be discharge since day one. Haha.<br />
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Is not that the hospital that I was admitted is so 'posh' or has 1st class services but I guess these only few days in there is the only days that I truly have my own 'ME' time and I don't have to do anything. It's like holidays for me. <br />
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Hmmm, but as much as I like those days I'm still glad and happy to be home to my own bed and my family. <br />
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</div>My other kids were so excited and can't wait to see their baby sister home. As a surprise they made this home made cards and banner just to welcome Baby Ameena. How sweet. Thank you darlings!!!<div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-SaGx8yUQq2M/UCabK6MnzxI/AAAAAAAACHk/YM8auM1ATCs/s640/blogger-image-536287128.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-SaGx8yUQq2M/UCabK6MnzxI/AAAAAAAACHk/YM8auM1ATCs/s640/blogger-image-536287128.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-WkwOcncZVqI/UCabLlnBxYI/AAAAAAAACHo/b0YD689Bap4/s640/blogger-image-1820908670.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-WkwOcncZVqI/UCabLlnBxYI/AAAAAAAACHo/b0YD689Bap4/s640/blogger-image-1820908670.jpg" /></a></div>Mummy Nanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04785418626449709927noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453126392731240843.post-10252024068241381972012-08-10T15:47:00.002+01:002012-08-10T20:44:12.200+01:00Welcome to the world!Salam Ramadhan untuk semua umat islam tak kira dimana berada. I know it's a bit late but I hope each and everyone have a meaningful and barakah month this year Insyaallah.<br />
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Alhamdulillah, after a lengthy 'warning' period and quick labor, my healthy baby girl was born on Saturday evening, 16 Ramadhan 1433, 4th of August 2012. Both mommy and baby doing well Alhamdulillah.<br />
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Today it's her 7th day into this world. We haven't officially register her birth yet but Insyaallah we will call her Ameena. Her big sister Ameera choose the name and both her brothers keep calling her since in my tummy by Baby Meena! Insyaallah hopefully you will beautiful as the name and menjadi anak yang solehah didunia and akhirat. Amin.Mummy Nanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04785418626449709927noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453126392731240843.post-21956690089492518032012-05-22T16:40:00.001+01:002012-05-25T14:52:44.949+01:00Hello my dear!Assalamualaikum, Hello and how are you?<br />
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Waaaahhhhh, lama nya tak update blog. 6 months to be exact. Why? Because today is my Baby Hisham 3rd Birthday. Time flies but seriously, he is still like a baby. He still refused to potty train, spoke baby langguage and acted like a baby. Owh, he even called himself baby.<br />
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Ah well, no matter what mummy still love you and of course you always be my baby forever after. Happy Birthday my darling. Semoga menjadi anak yang soleh dan berjaya dunia akhirat. Amin.<br />
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As for me, lots of thing happend for the past few months. Husayn, Ameera, Mine and hubby birthday, New year, went back to Malaysia (for a short holidays), my brother got married(the first one after me), and many good and bad news. But, to conclude, Alhamdulillah. Life is great and Thank you Allah for everything.<br />
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I know I'm not that famous, but I'm so touched when people do and keep asking me about my blog. What happend, why there is no update and others question. Insyaallah I'll try my best to keep it going. I wish I have somebody that can read what inside my head and translate them into this blog. Hahaha. Yeah right.<br />
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So till we meet again. Enjoy your weekend and Happy 3rd Birthday agan my baby boy. Muaaaaahhhhhh...<div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-vV3CuxLhOa0/T7-OfifVN4I/AAAAAAAACF0/INc3F41Kgv8/s640/blogger-image--712187758.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-vV3CuxLhOa0/T7-OfifVN4I/AAAAAAAACF0/INc3F41Kgv8/s640/blogger-image--712187758.jpg" /></a></div>Mummy Nanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04785418626449709927noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453126392731240843.post-29853343343300972552011-11-25T21:31:00.000+00:002011-11-25T21:31:19.950+00:00Forgetful MummyCompared to my relationship with my other two kids, with Hisham, I always forget and constantly mix up his age and date of birth. Last month, I was pretty sure and had been telling everyone that he is 2 and a half years old already. I even told my husband that it was about time for me to stop breasfeeding him. If my memory serves me well, the Prophet SAW also stopped at that age so, I suppose there's no better time.<br />
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Hmmm, I'm still struggling to do it (to fully stop breasfeeding Hisham) and got all frustrated but over the last few days I just realised that he's only 2 and a half <u>today</u>. I've always thought that he's a big boy but masks his real age with his cheeky baby face and petit baby figure. He still breastfeeds. Seriously, the milk is he's life, energy as well as nutrition and it comes exclusively from me. He refuses to eat or drink anything else. Emmm.. OK to fair on him, for the past week he has started to eat small bowls of cereal with milk but that's it. He doesn't want to eat any meat or poultry or any other solid food. He would eat only 3-5 spoonfuls of plain rice or pasta. Oh, and he want to do it all by himself without any help.<br />
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He still speaks in his baby language unlike his brother who could speak fluent English at only 1+ year, full sentences, correct past/present tense and all. But yes, I do understand most of what Hisham says so that's OK.<br />
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Despite all that, he is one healthy baby, cheerful and a clever boy. As much as I want him to be independant like his brother and sister, I know I will miss all the moments that spend with him so much i.e. waking up at night to breastfeed him, cuddling and hugging him, and doing all that I'm doing with him now.<br />
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Happy TWO and a HALF years old Hisham. You will always be my baby. Muaahhhhh!<br />
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</div><div>The conversation went on, I was smiling at the fact that the two of them were enjoying playing together but at the same time I was more than a bit surprised (and <i>teruja</i>) and almost had a heart attack when I saw what they were doing. After making sure that they were safe, I managed to take a video of what they were doing. Well, just look at it for yourself... </div><div><br />
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Believe it or not, 5 years ago I went to a particular bike shop in town and saw this particular bike. It was like love at first sight but I never thought of buying it because it was so unbelievably expensive. Well, it is absurdly expensive for me as I don't work full-time plus, it's quite an unnescessary thing so, even though I wanted it so much, it had a big N-O written all over it. <br />
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But, I guess you never know your luck. <em>Rezeki jangan di tolak. </em>Along came the Bike to Work Scheme in Ireland which made bikes more affordable and my dearest husband managed to stretch the budget (well, he was actually nice enough and settled for a cheaper bike for himself) so that I could get my own dream bike - complete with child seat for Hisham of course. Now, I have to be forever indebted to him for his kindness! What ever... I still love you Yang! Hehehe...<br />
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As everyone in the family have got bikes of their own, whenever we have some free time, we would get to ride together around the area or at the nearest park. A good, healthy activity, isn't it?<br />
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Anyway, as my husband needed to use the car to work yesteredy, I decided to ride my bike to pick up the kids on their way back from school, at the bus stop. Isn't it cool? <br />
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On top of the Eid celebrations on the weekend, we also had a small birthday celebration for Husayn as his birthday this year falls on the same day as Eid. I didn't officially send any invitations out to my friends as I know it's Hari Raya and in truly Malaysian open-house style, people were most welcome to come and join in the party.<br />
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Anyway, here's a few pics of what we did for the rest of the week...<br />
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We went to McDonald's. A must to keep the kids happy and entertained.<br />
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We went spent most of the day at our local Leisureplex.<br />
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We visited a few bike shops and finally got helmets for all (except dear Mummy - boohoo!).<br />
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Mummy, Daddy, Ameera and Hisham love you so much. Be a good boy ok.<br />
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When he does something bold, it's just so hard to be mad at him. The way he acts, he looks like he doesn't understand a thing but the truth is, he's a big boy now and understands full well when he's done something he's not supposed to do. He can sing, is extremely good at using an iPhone and iPad (as is the norm with most kids these days), can identify lots of different things and he can even differentiate most colours. The most important thing is he can make cheeky face and your heart will melt away. I know I've said it repeatedly at this stage but, I constantly find it hard to think that he's going to be 3 soon.<br />
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Oh dear, I really hope this baby-ish thing will be over soon. If it doesn't, I'll be in big trouble as I'd be too soft and let him get away with everything under the sky. Help!Mummy Nanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04785418626449709927noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453126392731240843.post-73394482225884477402011-10-13T22:54:00.003+01:002011-10-14T00:06:14.733+01:00I'm Just Too Busy To Write...But, despite being extra ultra busy lately, I still felt that I had to post this today. Hahaha. As my husband would say, <i>Ntahapahapalah you nie</i>. Ahaks.<br />
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OK, let me explain why this is so important. I went to city centre with my sister in-law earlier today and I met this dude. He was right in front of my own eyes (the dude in the red jumper, not the <i>mat salleh pak cik</i> in the leather jacket).<br />
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There was a really huge crowd as everybody was busily watching a dance scene being played out in the middle of a pedestrian-only street. I'm pretty sure most of the people watching didn't even know who the fella and his female friend were (with the exception of a small Asian crowd that was there too). One thing's for sure though - everyone that was there definitely enjoyed the whole thing. I was only a meter away from the famous actor.<br />
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Unfortunately, security around the set was quite tight and as the security personnel kept chasing away people from the area, the picture above is the only proof I have. Well, I'm happy enough though. <br />
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All the hassle was for shooting a scene out of a new movie that will be due out in cinemas June 2012. The movie is called <a href="http://www.tcd.ie/Communications/news/news.php?headerID=2022&vs_date=2011-09-09">Ek Kha Tiger</a>.Mummy Nanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04785418626449709927noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453126392731240843.post-31295583711497494312011-09-25T21:58:00.000+01:002011-09-25T21:58:56.693+01:00Could You Survive a Tiger Attack?A few weeks ago, we had the pleasure of being invited to a birthday party which was held at <a href="http://www.dublinzoo.ie/">Dublin Zoo</a>. A party at the zoo was definitely something different for us and I do think that it's a brilliant idea - lots of space for the kids to run around and extremely educational too (even for the adults!).<br />
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As we were part of a group, our tour/party host brought us to see a not too often seen tiger feeding session. It's kinda scary now when I think that the only thing that separated us from the tigers was a wall of glass...<br />
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Happy Birthday Neelakshi and thank for inviting us. We hope you'll have many happy birthdays to come.Mummy Nanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04785418626449709927noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453126392731240843.post-18417093097332191122011-09-13T22:58:00.000+01:002011-09-13T22:58:53.271+01:00My First HomeworkIt's been a week since Husayn started school and he seems to be fine. No complaints or whining about it except for his now routine morning request where he will try his luck and ask whether it'd be OK for him to miss school for the day. It's not that he doesn't like it, it's just that he would love to stay home a bit more, climbing on my bed and cuddling up to me while at the same time, do away with his early morning shower.<br />
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Anyway, after a week, he excitedly told me yesterday that he finally got his first piece of homework from school.<br />
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<blockquote>Daddy: Husayn, how was school today? Mummy said you have homework today. Did you do it already?</blockquote><br />
<blockquote>Husayn: School was fine Daddy. Yup, I did my homework. It was too easy and boring. Just joining the dots, Daddy.</blockquote><br />
Maybe Mummy and Daddy should have a word with Husayn's teacher. Let's give him something more fun and a lot more complicated to work on! Or maybe, Husayn should start colouring in the pictures as well as joining the dots.Mummy Nanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04785418626449709927noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453126392731240843.post-81331643979023639322011-09-06T21:14:00.000+01:002011-09-06T21:14:51.947+01:00Back to SchoolIt was Monday yesterday. After a week of being busy with Eid and everything else remotely related to the festivities, the kids returned to school after their long summer holidays. This time around, it was Husayn's first day at big school. He was so excited and because he didn't want to miss his big day, he was on his bed from 8 on the previous night. Unfortunately, he didn't actually sleep until 10. I think he just couldn't stop thinking about the day to come.<br />
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He settled down very well in class and refused to let me pick him up after school as he preferred to go home by the school bus with his big sister.<br />
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Time certainly flies, I guess. It's time for my baby boy to be a bit more independent. I'm a bit <i>shahdu</i> but equally happy at the same time. Mummy prays for the best for you kids. Mummy loves you.Mummy Nanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04785418626449709927noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453126392731240843.post-27480182570979034212011-09-02T01:16:00.001+01:002011-09-02T02:19:18.761+01:00Eid Mubarak from Us in DublinAlhamdulillah....just want to wish you and everyone a...<br />
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Mummy Nanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04785418626449709927noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453126392731240843.post-70820452068873072011-08-25T14:13:00.000+01:002011-08-25T14:13:20.632+01:00Egg Fried Dried Tofu and VegetablesEver since the start of Ramadan up to this very day, when we're hungry, we tend to think about different kinds of food to eat when iftar comes along. Unfortunately, there are no Bazaar Ramadan and such in Dublin so having meals home-cooked is the only real viable solution. Since it's only the two of us (my husband and I) who actually eat a full meal, every alternate day, I'll try to cook something different such as an appertizer or a dessert to add to the main meal so that we won't get bored with the same dish. For example, i've made sardine rolls, <em>Roti John</em>, Prawn fritters, etc. etc.<br />
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And, this is Dried Tofu with Eggs and Vegetables that I've been making for most of the past few weeks. It's so simple but yet so tasty. A relatively healthy source of protein to sustain you for the remaining fasting days ahead too...<br />
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Combine all the ingredients except for tofu in a bowl. Cut the tofu in the middle with an "X" shape. Take out all the tofu "flesh" and put it in the bowl with the rest. Turn the tofu inside out so it's shaped like a flower cup. <br />
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Heat oil in a small pot or deep fryer. Make sure you have enough oil to completely submerge the entire tofu. Put 2 teaspoons of egg mixture in the prepared tofu and deep fry until golden brown. Toss the tofu to rain any excess oil and serve with sweet garlic chili sauce.<br />
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PS: Feel free to add meat like minced beef or chicken or even shrimps/prawn in the mixture - for an added difference.Mummy Nanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04785418626449709927noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453126392731240843.post-3456125423072257072011-08-19T22:48:00.000+01:002011-08-19T22:48:05.671+01:00This Year's Kuih Raya SaleAs soon as Ramadan started, few of my friends started asking me whether I was going to sell any kuih raya this year. Unsure of whether I would be selling any myself, I just said InshaAllah. One day, somebody actually just went straight to the point and made a request that I make some for her, if possible. So, I guess that's when this year's journey began.<br />
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Alhamdulillah, since last weekend I had started taking orders for a selection of kuih raya. I still don't know whether I can handle so many orders as I don't have anyone to help me with the preparation and the baking of the kuih. To make things worse, my loyal "bibik" isn't around this time to mind the kids (Oh Nani, this is when I need you so much...ahaks). But, as I plan to keep my promises to so many people, I'll just have to put in the effort and get it done. Yes, get it done, Nana. Just do it and all that...<br />
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Anyway as promised in my <a href="http://mummynana.blogspot.com/2011/08/new-baju-raya-for-mummy-nanas-blog.html">previous post</a> these are some pics of the cookies I've made for sale:<br />
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A special home made treat by Mummy Nana which was designed in collaboration with my little brother.<br />
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Thanks to everyone for buying and supporting me to date. Don't hesitate to contact me if any of you are interested to order before or even after Raya. I'll definitely try my best, OK?<br />
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Mummy Nanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04785418626449709927noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453126392731240843.post-19149539753956310342011-08-18T20:06:00.000+01:002011-08-18T20:06:30.385+01:00A New "Baju Raya" for Mummy Nana's BlogIt's been a very busy few days for me of late. Due to popular demand (OK, a few requests from friends), I've decided to take orders to bake <i>Hari Raya</i> cookies once again. I'll write about it in the coming days, <i>InshaAllah</i>.<br />
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Seeing that it's <i>Hari Raya</i> which regularly involves the purchase of new items of clothing, why should this old blog be left out? So, as of today, I can proudly present my new <strike><i>Baju Raya</i> </strike> logo for the Mummy Nana blog and side business. The logo was specially designed by my little brother (he's not that little anymore though) who along with a <i>close friend</i> (ahem...) had recently set up his own design and printing business.<br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span">Personally, I think the logo is simple yet very nice. Just the way I like it. So, if you're like me and might be interested in having something professionally designed (I've been told to stress <i>professionally</i> - my bro holds a degree in the area so, this is a serious business for him and not something he picked up after watching a couple of videos on YouTube) or printed e.g. logos, business cards, labels, tags, invitation cards, etc. you can contact him directly at <u>firdaus[at]graphikr[dot]com</u></span><span class="Apple-style-span">. He has promised to cater to your needs accordingly and of course, as he's just starting out, will price himself as competitively as possible.</span><br />
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Just tell him Mummy Nana sent you. Do check out his <a href="http://www.graphikr.com/">website</a> for more information, ideas an inspiration.Mummy Nanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04785418626449709927noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453126392731240843.post-37915544274707666962011-08-17T13:07:00.000+01:002011-08-17T13:07:47.217+01:00Ameera and RamadanThe hours can be too long here to fast this year especially if you're just learning to fast. Alhamdulillah, Ameera still manages to do it with minimal complaints. To be honest, we don't actually force her to fast every single day and have settled for every alternate day instead. So far, she's managed to fast for 6 full days. I think that is more than a great achievement. Even we as adults, struggle ourselves to do it this time around.<br />
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For some reason, she doesnn't look too tired and can be found playing outside with her friends or riding her bike with her "bike gang" and to top it all off, she can also be seen jumping up and down in our back garden. But, as soon as she's stuck indoors without anything to do, she'll start to complain. Oh Ameera...If I were you, I'd rather just stay home and if possible, take a good long nap. Hehehe...<br />
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Well, this is what she had for last night's <i>iftar</i>. <br />
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I've always wanted to make Cream Caramel Pudding and this one in particular has a twist - it comes with a colourful cake base. I made one when <a href="http://mummynana.blogspot.com/2011/08/my-foster-family-from-nz.html">I had guests</a> a few weeks ago. They loved it and even took the recipe home to New Zealand. Unfortunately, I forgot to take a whole picture of the cake but hope this is more than enough to show how it looks like for those who have never tried it before. On the other hand, I'm sure most of you already have or will do so soon enough :-)<br />
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Oh, and it's been a long time since I shared a recipe here so what better time than now...<br />
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<b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Caramel</span></b><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">60 gm Sugar</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">1 Tbsp water</span><br />
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<b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Cream Puding</span></b><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">4 Eggs</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">500 ml Fresh Milk</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">70 gm Sugar</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">1 Tsp essence vanilla</span><br />
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<b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Cake</span></b><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">2 Eggs Separated</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">70 gm Plain flour</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">60 gm Sugar</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">20 gm butter (melted)</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Food colouring as desire</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit; line-height: 19px;">Caramel: Melt sugar in a sauce pan, stir until golden brown. Once it starts bubbling, stir in hot water then remove from heat.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit; line-height: 19px;">Lightly grease a baking tin (I used 8" pan) and fill in caramel above. Swirl the baking tin to completely coat bottom while the caramel is still hot. Set aside for later use.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 19px;">Custard: Combine milk and sugar. Bring to boil on a low heat then stir in vanilla essence. Turn the heat off and set aside for later use. </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 19px;">In a mixing bowl, lightly whisk eggs then stream in milk then, whisk rapidly until well blended. </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 19px;">Strain the mixture then fill baking tin with mixture.</span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit; line-height: 19px;">Cake: Beat egg yolks with half of sugar and leave the rest aside. In another dry empty bowl whisk egg whites with balance of sugar until firm foam peaks appear. Put 1/3 of foam egg whites into a yolk and flour mixture and gently mix it. Gently fold all the mixture into the remaining egg white foam mixture with a spatula until fully combined. Then, gently stir in the melted butter. Divide the mixture into two or more desired colours. Pour them in a marble pattern into the caramel mixture. The cake mixture will float on top of it.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 19px;">Place baking tin in a tray then fill tray with water or a water bath. Cover the tray with aluminium foil. Bake in a preheated oven, 170ºC for 25-30 minutes or until cooked. </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 19px;">Turn the heat off, let it stay in the oven for a further 10 minutes. </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 19px;">Chill before serving. </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 19px;">Flip over on a plate to serve.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Note: You could double the cake mixture if you want to have a bigger cake layer.</span>Mummy Nanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04785418626449709927noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453126392731240843.post-66644301861788127242011-08-11T12:31:00.002+01:002011-08-11T12:35:49.629+01:00Animal Lover? Not.While browsing all the pictures in my phone's memory, I just realised that I have lots of pictures and videos that I didn't upload or share with others. When Husayn's good friend came over for holidays a few months ago, he couldn't just stop talking about it. They spent time as much as they could and had so much fun.<br />
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If I have all the time and if I wanted to, I would do the same thing (like I am prone to do) and tell you all about Husayn and how he misses his friend. But, I think that should do it (for the moment). Now, the only other thing that Husayn keeps on saying and asking is...<br />
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Anyway, this is a video when we went to the park not to long ago, trying to feed the birds. Yup, all my kids are scared of birds...and cats and and rabbits and definitely dogs. Oh well, pretty much any furry animal. Here's Husayn trying his luck by throwing bread at Auntie Sarahah...<br />
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It's been such a long time since we've been in touch with each other but when June came along, out of the blue, I received an email from my long lost foster family. They mentioned that they were coming over to Europe on holidays and would love to stop over in Dublin to pay me a visit.<br />
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I used to be active with the Girl Guides when I was in secondary school. I never failed to attend any camping activities or pretty much anything remotely related to it. So, when the opportunity aroise to join an International Jamboree all the way in New Zealand, I was so excited and was so happy to be part of it. That's when I met this nice couple who took me in for a whole week while I was there.<br />
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Two years later, they even came to Malaysia and visited my family. Now, after 18 years, we meet again in another part of the world. Unfortunately, the last two days of their visit coincided days with the start of Ramadhan. Being such cool people they even said that they'd join in the fast. Of course, they didn't do the full day but they definitely surprised my husband and I by waking up early in the morning (at 3 am) to have <i>sahur</i> with us and refused to have a big meal during the day.<br />
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I managed to bring them to a few places around the city but for the rest of their stay, they just stayed at home being a very nice grandma and grand dad to my kids. The walked with the kids in the park, read the kids story books and played all sorts of games with them. They were just so happy and got along really well with each other.<br />
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I know you're probably not reading this Ann and Peter, but I do hope you really enjoyed your stay over here and really hope we can meet again maybe at your place where <a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0325710/">The Last Samurai</a> was filmed? Yup, I was on that farm where the Tom Cruise film was made.<br />
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Hehehe... So my dear hubby now do you believe my story...?<br />
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Oooppss.. for my dear friend <a href="http://cintarina.blogspot.com/">Rina</a>, I still owe you a tagged entry but for now, I made this using your <a href="http://cintarina.blogspot.com/2011/07/my-first-attempt-at-making-pavlova.html">recipe </a>first. So, I think that should make up for the absent tag as its something from your blog...hehehe. I didn't have enough strawberries to spread them evenly on the dish so I had to cut them into very small pieces to cover my pavlova. Oh, I did tell you Rina that I think I like original one more compared to the improvised chocolate one. Strange for a chocolate lover such as myself but still yummmm... To my guests' surprise, I managed to finish almost half of it by myself!<br />
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<div style="margin: 0px;">Mmm...so, what shall I make for dessert today? I'll think about it later as we can only start eating at around 9.30 pm anyway. The fast over here starts from as early as 3.45 in the morning. That's almost 18 hours. Yikes! </div><div style="margin: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="margin: 0px;">Well, I hope all of you have many more good and barakah Ramadhan days to come and pray for us so that we can do it without any hassle. My sincerest apologies for any wrong-doing over the past year (and even before then) and may we be rewarded by Allah. InshaAllah Amin.</div>Mummy Nanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04785418626449709927noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453126392731240843.post-80924208387987946162011-07-23T23:48:00.000+01:002011-07-23T23:48:37.506+01:00A Sunny Day at the BeachIt's summer here in Ireland, but we hardly get really nice hot sunny days. But when we heard on the radio that today was going to be a nice one, we instantly decided to go to the nearest beach in Portmarnock to <i>celup celup kaki </i>(my friend's definition of lounging at the beach without getting ourselves wet). Yup, I personally have no intention of swimming in the ocean but it doesn't mean everyone else would have the same view.<br />
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Usually, even it is a hot, sunny and bright day, the water can still freezing cold by Malaysian standards. Playing with the sand and getting a feel of the water would be more than enough for the kids. Or so I thought...<br />
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My husband who is a keen swimmer, tested the water when we arrived and to our surprise, said the water was just nice and not too cold to swim in. Not exactly lukewarm but at least you wouldn't walk out of the water with a head that was numb from the cold.<br />
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Unfortunately, I didn't bring any spare clothes and towels for the kids. Well, that wouldn't stop them from getting themselves wet, would it? In a space of a few seconds, everyone was soaking wet and covered with sand.<br />
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Ah well, it's OK I suppose - once in while. We won't get this kind of weather too often and to promise the kids that we'd come back another time isn't a good solution. So, dip in kids and enjoy yourselves. Mummy will always be here on the mat watching you guys from afar. Honestly, I don't really like to do the cleaning process afterwards, so I rather sit still and wait.....Mummy Nanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04785418626449709927noreply@blogger.com5Portmarnock, Co. Fingal, Ireland53.421634 -6.135209300000042353.3822155 -6.206711300000042 53.461052499999994 -6.0637073000000425