These are some cakes that I made before.



These are some cakes that I made before.
Last weekend was the best weekend we had for a long long time. We went for a trip to maadhoo finolhu which is the most beautiful island I have ever been. It’s like a small resort. I went there first with Ahmed’s friend from his office. It was like 3 or 4 years back. I just love the beach there. I was super excited when I knew we were going there. I have wanted to go there with Aki. To share him with this beautiful place we have been to. This time also we went there with Ahmed’s officemates. Ahmed’s brother also joined with us. Who also works at the same office as Ahmed does. We were off to the island early in the morning as the trip takes 3 hrs. This was the first time Aki on a boat for such a long time. I was worried that he might get fussy also because we woke him up at 4:00 but he slept on the way for 1 hour as a result he went through it without getting moody.
Little Aki played the whole day and slept for 1 hour again on those comfortable beach beds while I helped cooking with the rest of the girls.
On the way home Aki got playful and was running on the boat so I put him to sleep. He slept the rest of the time until we reached male’. It was a good thing he slept as the sea too was rough when we came. We all were happy and tanned after a great trip. We three enjoyed the trip thoroughly.
Seeing him grow up is like seeing my mother raising me. Now I know how hard it is to raise a child. But every moment is worth it. Looking after a child doesn’t only mean feeding, bathing and putting to sleep. But we have to make sure that we lead them in the correct path so that they grow up as respected and responsible beings. I want him to have everything good. I want him to grow as a well educated and religious person. I want him to be someone who respects his elders. I have big dreams for him. Insha allah he will turn out just how we want him to be.
Baby Akif at 1 month
This first year of Akif's life flew away so fast. I can’t even remember a day or even a second i got bored ever since. Like most of the babies even Akif was confused with day and night. He would always sleep except at midnight. Yes, you read it right. He would get up around 10.30pm and would sleep only at 2.00am or sometimes at 3.00am. I and Ahmed tried every way to make him sleep which resulted to his sleeping method now. We have to put him in a pillow and rock him to sleep. In the day time he would only wake up for his feeds. Even when his grandmother gave bath to him he still would be sleeping. He would open his eyes only when his head is massaged with oil after bath. He hates that. Even now he won’t let me massage his head with oil. For 1 month it was ahmeds mom who bathed to him and massaged. He was only 10days when we celebrated his first Eid.
Baby Akif at 2 months
When he was 1 and half he started to sleep at night. I made the lights off at night and at day time I put on all the lights so that he would know how to differentiate between day and night and it worked perfectly. One day when I woke up I saw him sleeping on his face down. I sat on the bed and took a picture and turned him to other side, scared that he might have difficulty in breathing. This month i got to celebrate my b' day with my angel for the very first time which made that day extra special. He started to make little noises and would stare at bright things. TV was one of his favorite things. I guess it’s the sounds and the color which made him stare to it.
Baby Akif at 3 months
He was growing so fast. The days seem like flying by while I spent every second of my time with him. Akif was not a very active boy back then. He couldn’t even hold his head up while all the other babies his age held their head up. I wasn't worried since I knew that different babies reach the milestones at different rate. So I just waited.
Baby Akif At 4 months
It amazes me to see Akif reaching each milestone. One by one. By 4 months he firmly held his head up. I used to keep him in his chair which was a gift from his thutthatha and Kudatha. He loved to lie on the chair and watch tv. Sometimes he would even cry when he want to sit on that.
Baby Akif at 5 months
I hardly could wait without giving him food when he turned 5 months. I even felt that he was hungry and he wanted food. But that was only because i so wanted to give him solid food. I even went to consult a doctor but he rejected. Every day I felt like I would feed him something solid but i just hanged on.
Baby Akif at 6 months
I was waiting for him to be 6 months so I could start giving him solid food. We gave him apple puree as his first food. I was so excited that morning. He didn't love it but he took what we gave him. Akif was not an easy boy to give food. He has a habit of keeping food in his mouth for long. He won’t swallow it no matter how much water we put in. I tried to show him TV, tried to show nursery rhymes, tried to make faces or dance but just nothing would make him swallow. Sometimes I just sit and stare hopeless. So many days I felt like crying. My mom said that I was just like him. Even I won’t swallow. So may be god made him like that for me to appreciate my mom I guess. My whole day goes with his meal time. He takes 2 to 3 hours to finish 1 bowl or sometimes more than that. Sometimes lunch time comes when he is still taking breakfast. Feeding him was the hardest thing for me and it still is.
Baby Akif at 7 months
Akif spoke his first words which was “Bappa”. He slept around 8pm as usual and woke up around 10pm. Then when I started rocking him to sleep he started calling bappa.bappa,bappa. As if he woke up only to call him bappa. Akif was starting to get very active by this month. One day when Ahmed went to work I took a nap with Akif. I woke up to the sound of his laughter but was shocked to see that he was not in our bed. I jumped out of bed and saw that he was lying on the floor and laughing at the tiles. I didn’t even feel sad that he fell because he looked so happy lying on the ground. I even felt like taking a picture. He pulls down everything down he could reach while he was in his walker. I always had to collect things from the floor. He would run from one corner to the next corner in his walker.
Baby Akif at 8 months
Baby Akif at 9 months
This month started me with the most difficult days of my time with Akif. He couldn’t walk properly but he won’t sit in one place. He tries to get up and walk but every time he falls so I had to be on 24 hours alert. I have to carry him all the time. By evening I’m dead tired. And it’s only a coffee that helps me to get through the rest of the day.
Baby Akif at 10 months
Akif started walking this month. He never crawled. Perhaps that’s the reason he started walking so soon. He looked so cute with two little teeth, walking like a little robot. One can tell while he walking that he is proud of himself. Though he has started walking I couldn’t leave him alone yet. I had to be around cause he wasn’t walking firmly yet.
Baby Akif at 11 month
By this month I noticed Akif getting skinny and why not? He didn’t eat and the teething has made the issue worse. I sit with his food for hours. He has started to be very very active. No one would say he would get so active looking into his previous behavior which also contributed to make him skinnier. All I think about is what food to give him. I hate it when people comment about him being skinny. Only I know how hard I try to feed him.
Baby Akif at 12 months
Akif was active in everyway. He has a big mouth, very long hand which reached everywhere and feets which never stay in one place. Yeah I was getting skinny running after him all the time. Which is good right? But every second was worth it. He is a sunny boy. He rarely cries. He will be smiling all the time. Akif is a very easy boy to look after insha Allah.
He has started getting interested in Barney. He loves to see the Barney shows and sing and dance to the songs. First thing he wakes up in the morning and asks for is his soft toy Barney.
What Akif loves to do the most is housework. He loves to be near the laundry machine while I m doing the laundry. He loves to cook too. While I m cooking he wants me to hold him and cook so he gets close to the cooker and he will sing kakka, kakka, kakka which means cook, cook, cook. Guess my life is going to be very easy once he grows up. Let’s hope so.
To celebrate his 1 year 6 months we planned a dinner for tonight but it turned out that my husband have an office football match. Wataniya futsal is going on these days. So we thought of having breakfast out. I always love to have breakfast in those outdoor cafes inside carnival. The Red mashuni and disk is delicious. So before going to office my husband took both of us to the carnival café and we enjoyed a tasty breakfast there. Little Aki ate a yorghurt and played with his Barney.
I know I havent updated my blog for a very long time. After my brother passed away I have lost interest in my blog but now again I m back on track. After this insha allah I will upload my blog more frequently than before. Actually being a mother of a toddler doesn’t give me any time for myself .Moreover my computer is still out of order. All reasons right. Yeah I know.
Lets see how update my blog is after this huh.
It’s been many days since we have been planning a morning walk but Akif changes his schedule every time. Sometimes he would wake up at midnight and wont sleep for long, other times he would not sleep early. Anyhow last Friday we were able to go for a morning walk and we three enjoyed it thoroughly. After coming home Aki got all moody for the whole day. I guess it’s because we took him up too early. So we have decided that we would not go for morning walks. Sorry baby, no more morning walks for you. I can’t tolerate a very moody Akif J.
Almost in all the houses the younger children calls the eldest son “dhonbe”. I also used to have one. I lost him on 22nd June 2010. It is the saddest of my life. I was taking a nap with my baby when my father called and told about someone stabbing him and that he was in a critical condition. I was getting ready to go to the hospital when my younger brother called and told me about his passing away. Never had I thought he was killed by Mariyam Nazaha, his ex wife. It was when I went home my father told me Nazaha did it. She stabbed him while he was bending down. The knife has cut through his lung which has killed him. He was only 35 years when he died. What a young age to die.
He had wanted to be a Policeman when he was little. When he turned 15 my mother helped him get in to police. I still remember the first day he came with the salary. He gave each of us rf 5, it is not much these days but back then it was. He cared about us a lot. When my Younger brother Shinaz fasted for the first time in ramzan he went to all the relatives’ houses and said that shinaz is fasting to get gifts. He sat near Shinaz when it was time to break the fast and watched him gobbling food and said to mother “never make him fast again, he is too small”. There were tears in his eyes when he said this.
It was through me that my dhonbe and Nazaha knew each other. She was a girl who was in school with me.She had done things that I believe no human with a heart could do. First thing was leaving her baby in the hospital on the night of her delivery. I and my husband stayed with the baby at the hospital that night when my dhonbe called me at midnight. While he went to search for Nazaha the nurses fed him glucose as baby was crying with hunger. It was my brother who looked after the baby most of the time. One day when she left the house leaving the baby, my brother asked me to talk to her so I went with him and told her that baby is crying. She said “we shouldn’t give that much attention”.What kind of a mother would say that? Moreover how could she kill her only son's father? When that little boy grows up and people tell him that his mother is a killer how would he feel? How would he feel when he knows that his mother was the one who killed his father? Those hands which should have protected him from any injury have left a black scar in his life. Shame to people like herself.
It’s been 6 months for my dhonbe's death but still it’s hard to believe. He was so full of mischief, so full of life. When I think about him I see his smiling face. He had a mischievous smile. I miss him deeply. He calls me when he is in tension. He loves to share whats going on in his life. I wish I had talked to him more. I wish I had spent more time with him. I wish I had never known that girl. I wish this and more. But this if life we have to accept our fate.
His death has left a scar deep inside my heart. I don't think I will ever recover from this. I feel dizzy when I see blood. I can’t bear to see a movie which involves killing because I feel like throwing up. If it rains I keep thinking if he would be cold or if water will get inside his coffin. I keep wondering if he was hungry when he was killed or if he had eaten anything that day. Food reminds me of him. He loved foods. It makes me sick every time I remember that he was killed. When I close my eyes I see him falling down with pain. To forgive I need to forget but this is something I'll never forget therefore I 'll never forgive her for killing my brother. Insha allah my brother will be granted paradise. Allah is the most merciful. To Allah we belong and to him we return.
1. From the day he knew you existed he would give a goodnight kiss to my tummy for you and he would whisper goodnight every night before going to sleep. You always receive this goodnight kiss even from the day you were born.
2. He would give you a bye bye kiss when he is going to office it doesnt matter if you are sleeping or not.
3. He knows what you eat and and when you take naps because he will call several times after going to office to see how you are doing.
4. It was only once I had to go alone to show you to a doctor. All the other times he would escort us. That is also because he went to show you to doctor the day before and it was raining heavily so it was difficult to come to male’ as he works in hulhumale’.
5. Daddy would stay up at night when you are up.
Therefore I want you to love him like he loves you. You are one lucky boy to get a great daddy like him.
Here are some of the pics I took that day.