Short Illustrated Note From The New Mommy

Dear Friends,


How do I begin?

How do I write about all that has been happening for the last 3 months of my blog-silence?

I tried to think of the best way to get things up-to-date but there's just TOO much to talk about.

It is completely impossible for me to do it, so I'll just sit here, relax, and let my fingers do the talking.

A good friend of mine,Kimberly, wisely called Mikhail 'Your best achievement to top all your achievements'. As always, she gave me food for thought and yes, my son IS my best achievement.

Carrying him for 9 months, giving birth to him and now caring for him and raising him is indeed my best achievement. Beats all my sports victories, my oh-so-membanggakan 8A's for SPM, my debate trophies, the cases I won and all other stuff that now seems so very trivial and pathetic.

I thank God every day for this lovely, healthy, happy baby and the feeling I get whenever he grins at me, laughs at my silly faces or stops crying when I comfort him... it's just indescribable. It's pride, satisfaction, bliss - all the emotions that I THOUGHT I had experienced but apparently, I never truly did until Mikhail came along.

Mikhail's favourite pose - The Semi-Smile

My camera and my mobile phone is jam-packed with pictures of my son and if someone asked me to pick a favourite picture - I can only give them an incredulous look. They're ALL favourites. Hehehe... typical mommy, eh?

Another friend of mine asked me how my relationship with Wan has changed after the birth of our son. I have to tell you, it was weird at first. We were so used to being Wan&Diha and doing all the couply things we did. Waking up at noon on lazy weekends, whizzing off to Damansara for a plate of noodles at 3am just because we felt like it, taking midnight drives around KL just for the heck of it - We had to get used to the lack of crazy spontaneity that came after the baby was born.

But it only took us a while to get used to it though. Having Mikhail brought our relationship to a whole new level. We gained respect for each other as parents, not just as husband and wife. He is in awe over how I became so adept at being a mommy, and I keep falling in love with him all over again each time he goes on Daddy-mode (do you know how sexy a husband can look while changing a diaper?)

Wan calls Mikhail the 'proof and witness' (bukti dan saksi) of our love for each other.

I couldn't put it better myself.

Now I'm blessed with TWO men to love with all my heart... and two men who love me unconditionally. What else could a girl ask for?


My two boys... without whom, I would be lost... (and bored).

Okay, that's it for today.
I just re-read what I've written and I think I could possibly have come across as smug and self-satisfied.

If I did, I do apologise...

I'm just in a very happy mood right now and I guess letting my fingers do the talking reduced the ability for me to package my joy in a less 'smug-married-with-child' way.

It HAS been awhile since I last blogged so I need a wee bit of time getting my groove back.

Till then, allow me to show-off more pics of my Mikhail.


Thank you, auntie, for knitting this for me... but I think I may be a bit too macho for bonnets.





Taking my picture AGAIN, mommy?


I love this thing! It's colorful, it smiles at me AND it plays me a song.





Okay, enough pictures, Mommy... -Mikhail the Grump-

Most Sincerely,

The Proud New Mommy

Breaking the Silence: A Procrastinator's Comeback

It's amazing how time flies... I can't believe Mikhail is almost 3 months old!
And obviously, that means that it's almost 3 months since I last updated my blog (insert sheepish grin).

It's not that I don't have anything to write about... I've plenty! In fact, I have SOoOoOoOooO much to write about, that I began to procrastinate... waiting for 'the right time' and 'the right frame of mind' before I logged onto blogger. And as always, the moment I started procrastinating, it got harder and harder for me to stop.

It's not like I don't have the time (says the tv junkie), and it's not like I don't have access to the internet (says the woman who found herself googling 'Paris Hilton' for lack of net-surfing ideas). I have plenty of both. But I just kept on procrastinating and procrastinating.

But today, I realised how foolish I was being. I started this blog to make sure that my journey to parenthood would be fully documented. From the moment I found out I was pregnant and onwards. It was supposed to be a sort of online journal for me, in case I forgot the little details of my experience (for example, I've forgotten how contractions feel like... When I re-read my previous post, I slowly began to remember.... adooiiiiii!!!).

This blog was also supposed to be for my son; for him to read when he's older, and understand all that went through in his early years (as seen through his mother's eyes).

Once I remembered the whole purpose of 'Musings on Sesame Street', I vowed to myself to end the procrastination and get to it.

So tadaaaahhhhhh!

Mommy Mediha is back on the blog.

And though this is as far as my post today goes, I'll be bacccckkkkkk....

But for now, here's Mikhail giving everyone a great, big, gummy grin.