The First

Er hello there!

 

This is going to be my very first time writing this on my blog. God knows how long does it takes for me to write. I created this account since 2009! Yet I don’t have any posts. Ye know why? It is simply because I finally have time to write. After 5 sweet years, mind you.

 

A little info on me, I’m married. It's been 1 year and 2 months. I have a 4 months darling daughter. A homemaker, refused to be called one. Perhaps a blogger now.

 



 

An adorable little being and cranky most of the time. Sorry Zahraa. Being at home with her is really fun, but it is quite exhausting too. I sweat a bucket. Everyday. I know, all mom does.

 

I don’t smell good, all time messy, from head to toe. I no longer care about my outfit while outing. Well, maybe, maybe, I do care but I just don't have the luxury of time to properly dress up like I used to. I rarely wear ironed clothes. I always wear the same outfit, which is definitely a breastfeeding-friendly type. No longer fancy clothing, supermodel outfits etc. etc.

 

Being a mom really changes me. My priority has changed. From my own self, while single, to my husband, while married and currently to my little baby. 90% is just for her. 5% for me and another 5% for my husband. Poor you husband.

 

But I am so grateful that I have been blessed by having a baby. Never had I imagined myself having a baby. I am not that baby/toddler/kid-friendly type. I don't play with them. I don't like them. By having Zahraa, she teaches/forces me to slowly to love babies/kids. And she teaches me a lot of patience too.

 

 

This adorable being teaches me to be a better person.

Thanks to Allah for His blessings.

 

P/S: I'm going to write soon. So stay tuned. Stop it. Nobody is reading this.