A month came and gone just like that. There goes Ramadhan, slipped away from our hearts. Honestly, with this pregnancy, I couldn’t fast as much as others. 2 weeks of fasting was good enough for me.
…brown in all shades and tones!!!
That is one thing that I love about my paternal side. All for one and one for all! It has been a tradition, seeking forgiveness with everyone and it has also been a tradition for this pair of eyes to wet itself as though a bag of sand landed in.
But there is one thing that I have to admit. Hari Raya this year was not as fun as previous years. If you ask me, I don’t have the slightest clue. Even on the first day, I didn’t feel much vibe. Maybe because I was having back pains and all those pregnancy related excuses.
…turned out to be a girl!!!
Yes, I AM happy and we all are. Though I was somehow thinking that I would be having a boy, after studying my family’s gender statistics. I remembered my brother telling me to break the cycle of having only one girl in my family. Cos that’s exactly the number of girls my family has. From my own immediate one, to my extended and all my uncles and aunties. Everyone seems to have only a girl and the rest are boys.
So Baby NF has really break the cycle.