Thursday, 28 December 2017

Best Posts Of 2017

December 28, 2017 4 Comments

Alhamdulillaah, we've reached the end of 2017. We'll soon see the year 2018, insha Allah. Many great things happened this year and so are my blog posts. Although this blog hasn't gained enough readers nor PV, but I believe it will be better next year. One of the ways to make it come true is by joining some blog collaborations.

This collaboration is about telling you my best posts of 2017. There should be 5 posts and I chose the posts I like so much because of the deep of experience I had through these posts. Okay, here they are:

Another Boy in My Life

This year's great things is started by the coming of my 3rd child. In February I was told that the baby to be was a boy. I have two sons already, so this baby completes the boy-series of my life. 

I was expecting a baby girl. I did. But when it turned out to be a boy, it is great. I know what Allah has given must be always something good, including the presence of this baby boy who looks like me. Finally, I have two sons who look like me. Haha...

Jaundice, After 7 Years

The euphoria of having another baby turned into a sad thing. The newborn had to stay in the hospital for 3 days suffering from jaundice. I was very, very shocked and sad. This is my 3rd baby and I raised him the wrong way? Masha Allah. What kind of mom am I?

My Sons' Ramadan

There's always a silver lining after the cloud. During last Ramadan, not only I have learnt something new to raise a baby, but also I enjoyed seeing my bigger sons learnt to do fasting. I couldn't believe they finally did it. Something that I wasn't expected too much.
The first day of Ramadan was hard and I worried a lot but it turned well. Thank God. And after Day One, it went up and down but still on the right track. After all, everything went easier than I had thought. I think I was very blessed.

Ginger, My Best Friend During Ramadan's Suhoor

Still talking about Ramadan, I shared something I did for these years during Ramadan. A healthy and simple way to give my family a good drink for suhoor. And what I really love about sharing it is that some people were influenced by this story and wanted to try. Alhamdulillah.

Well, those are my best posts of 2017. What about you? What are the greatest moments along 2017? Wanna share them with me?

You can visit the most popular posts by other Muslimah Bloggers below. Each blogger has chosen their five most popular post from2017. These are the best of the best posts from around the web! 

Monday, 27 November 2017

Nocturnal Boy

November 27, 2017 1 Comments

One of my neighbour, a one year old boy, is a nocturnal boy. He stays awake up to almost midnight very often. I often wake up at night and hearing his voice playing with his mom or grandparents.

'The best' record was he stayed awake until 1 a.m. How come? Doesn't he take a rest during the day?

Yes, he does. This boy sleeps once in the morning and once in the afternoon. He's been taken care by his nanny as his mom is a working mother who works until at least 7 p.m everyday except on Sundays.

In the morning this boy wakes up at 'normal' time. He takes a shower, has breakfast and waves his mom goodbye before playing with his nanny. At 9 or 10 a.m he sleeps again. I can hear his nanny cleaning the house while he's sleeping. At around noon he usually wakes up and stays awake for hours until he sleeps again and wakes up again at 4 or 5 p.m.

After that he will be playing with his big sister and grannies, having dinner and stays awake until his mom comes home. I sometimes hear he plays with his mom after that.

That family usually stay awake until almost midnight. The grannies, the aunty and uncle, and ofcourse the mommy. I think that's the reason why he is a nocturnal baby.

But I see it as a not so healthy lifestyle. Being awake at night is not normal for human as we are designed to be diurnal creatures. People may stay awake at night for specific purpose and shar-i one.

Allah has stated in surah An-Naba (QS 78: 9-11): And made your sleep as (a means of) rest. And made the night as clothing. And made the day for livelihood.

Allah really wants us to have some rest at night and be active during the day. Waking up at night is permissible as long as it's for having night prays, reciting Quran or other shar-i things.

To me, having a nocturnal boy is not good. Parents need to change this habit and try hard to put things back in track.

Sunday, 19 November 2017

The Imperfect Life

November 19, 2017 0 Comments

I was chatting with a friend a few days ago when she began to tell me that her husband is a quite man. I started to tell her about my husband as well.

"I talk more often with my sons than to my husband," I said.

Then she said, "Well, that's life. Real marriage is not like the one on TV series nor novel."

I couldn't agree more.

Throw back to some years ago. One day I was told a beautiful story about how life is shown to us in different ways. In that story, the hero is a man who ran in the rain, got wet just to buy a snack for his wife. He seemed in a hurry he didn't even bring his rain coat. The heavy rain difficults his steps.

He ran in the rain to reach to a small snack stall. He bought something and then ran again in the rain. People who might had seen him might saw in in pity. They might think how unlucky that man being caught in the rain.

But, the man was smiling happily. He, in fact, was buying his wife some snacks she liked so much. She was pregnant and wanted something special that evening.

The next scene is the man got home and being greeted warmly by his wife. There was happiness in their eyes. There was love in that home.

There is no perfect life. Perfection is only exist when we see it as a perfection. Just like that man who felt the real perfect love was when he could prooved it to his wife by running in the rain. For other people? He was just a pity man.

So, here I am thinking about my life. It's only me myself who can change the way I see life. Imperfect life? Yes, if I think it that way. Perfect life? Yes, if I set my point of view that way about my life.

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There's a proverb in Indonesian that says, "rumput tetangga terlihat lebih hijau dibandingkan rumput sendiri" or "the grass is always greener on the other side of the fence".

Javanese say, "(sa)wang sinawang" to express the proverb deeper. People usually able to see other's happiness and feel envy about it easily but forget the struggle or the pain he/she has got before happiness arrived.

Ah, that's so human. That's life. Don't you ever be fooled by its appearance.

I remember one verse in The Holy Quran, surah Al-Kahfi (chapter 18) verse 46:
"Wealth and children are [but] adornment of the worldly life. But the enduring good deeds are better to your Lord for reward and better for [one's] hope."

That verse describes that wordly life is just a mere life. What's better than that are good deeds and reward from Allah.

So, imperfect life? I think it depends on how we see it.

Tuesday, 17 October 2017

Talking About Energy Generator

October 17, 2017 0 Comments
2nd-grader

“If only we could build a noise energy generator, it would be very wonderful,” I said to my 7 years old son.

“What kind of energy generator, Mom?” he asked me.

“A noise energy generator. You know, sound is a kind of energy.”

“Do you remember everytime we hear something loud we feel uncomfortable?” I continued.

It’s like I was talking to a college student or someone, but I did talk to my 2nd grader son. He, our little astrophysiscs professor, listened to my explanation very carefully.

Long before this conversation I have already taught my sons that energy can’t be demolished.

It changes form only. From light to heat, from movement to sound, etc. In short, my sons have already learnt physics.

I understand my sons capability so I pursue them to study science and I provide discussions at any time about anything they’d like to know.

I found myself had a really hard time in understanding physics and chemistry while I was in school. I felt that those subjects were far from being earthed.

I mean, those subjects were taught as they were only for completing the paper based test. Not applicable.

For example, I have just understood the meaning of 'salt withdraws the water'. When you put some salt on the floor of your house, you will see the floor becomes wet after some time.

That’s because water is drawn by salt. That's also what happens when you put some salt onto meat or chicken. Water is withdrawn and the meat or chicken becomes dry. Not good.

Now that I have sons and they often ask me things I never thought before, I realize that teaching science from early will be a good thing to do.

Don’t get me wrong, I don’t give them numbered problems to solve, I just let them to understand how nature works.

People often asked me, “Did you really teach your kids about it?”

I said, “Yes, I did. But I simplify the words.”

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Back to that noise energy generator. My son was thinking and asked me how to make energy through noise.

“Electricity comes from spinning turbin. How can noise turn the turbin?”

“Well, I’m imagining a line of towers along a busy road. The towers catch the noise comes from cars, buses and other vehicles and turn it into energy.”

My son couldn’t agree more, but he added something to my idea,

“What if the towers had microphones?”

“That’s a great idea!” I said.

“Then connect them to the loud speaker, right?”

“Yes.”

“And then the noise can turn the turbin,” I said happily as if I had found a remarkable finding.πŸ˜…πŸ˜…πŸ˜…

The conversation went on and on. We talked about many ideas in generating energy.

What a conversation. I don’t know whether this idea will come true or not, but all I want to do was just to tease that little professor’s imagination.

Who knows in the near future he will perfect the idea and make it into reality.

Well, parents, do you like to have conversations with your children? What topic do you both love the most?

Wednesday, 4 October 2017

Why Moms of Today Are More Fragile Compared To Their Seniors

October 04, 2017 4 Comments

I read a nice blog post yesterday about moms of today who seem more fragile than moms in the past. I agree a lot with the article and I try to write something about it, too.

As a mom of three who live in a modern life, I experience growing kids in different situations.

My first son was born 8 years ago at the time when facebook was just about to gain its popularity. I remember my brother told me to try facebook and he said, "people of our ages are there too." What he actually meant was he tried to convince me that this kind of social media was not too young for me unlike the previous social media which was fully loaded by youngsters: friendsters.

I, at first, was not sure to join facebook but then I read an article in a magazine and then I decided to try it out. And here I am now, a facebooker.
Not long after that I had another baby, my second son who was born only 14 months after his big brother. I raised these two kids as if I had twins. They looked alike and they swallowed my time just like that until I moved to Madiun where I started to be a blogger and social media user.
Raising kids is really a tiring activity so I need to release the burden inside to keep my mind stays healthy.

Fragile Moms, Where Do They Come From?

Me-time, a phrase that really becomes popular in internet age. Perhaps almost everymom in the world feels this kind of need and influences other people to agree with her.

During those me-times today's moms could share their best moments via social media and got a lot attentions from other users. Whether it's a true comment or an envy one, it seems that having something fun becomes double fun when you put it in the social media.
From there, it's possible to say that some moms might get distracted by those social media posts. Moms could easily forget that happiness is the thing they feel inside not the thing they show. Some fragile moms perhaps would feel their lives aren't that interesting and others' lives are more promosing. This could lead to stressful condition.

Expecting Less Fragile Moms

I'm sure there are moms out there who live their lives for their own. They do pay attention to other's life but they don't get distracted. They believe that life is full of surprises, so it doesn't matter whether today is their best day or not, because they know life is just like that. It goes up and down.

You know, a community with mature personality moms is good. Moms with the knowledge of happiness are beneficial to the community. In general, those moms are senior moms.

Senior moms often look like very relax in their lives. They got into less mom-war than moms of today. That's what I see and I started to wonder why.

Then I compare between those two kinds of moms and I realize that there is a big difference between them.
Senior moms live in the era of no social media. They often live with their extended family who were still very close to each other and very helpfull. Senior moms raised their children with the help of the community. This really is a blessing.

In contrary, moms of today often raise their children away from family which means they have to take care of everything. From a to z, from dusk till dusk again. 24/7. Help often comes not in a free form. It needs extra cost to get help from a household assistant, for example. Not only cost that matters, things about relationship with the assistant sometimes could be difficult. A not-so-sssertive assistant can lead to trouble.

Moms of today also often over-exposed to outer world, that is the world beyond their homes. Great stories about successful mom in facebook, for example, might trig a feel of self dissatisfied. This is a really serious problem if it can't be stopped. Moms of today who suffer from it could be non-productive moms and less grateful. A not so happy mom means not happy family. What a bad situation!

Let's Be Happy Moms

Understanding the differences between moms of today and senior moms could open a possibility for moms of today to be happy. Every age has its own challenge and so does mom's life.

Moms are fragile, yes, that's true. But only if they let it happen.

The key to happy moms lie in moms' themselves. Can moms of today detect envy feelings? If they can, it will be easier for them to block that feeling so it will not take over their healthy minds.

If not, I suggest moms should stop their interaction with social media for a while. Social media detoxification. Relax, enjoy your real world and go back to social media just when you are ready. You know, living in social media is like living in a jungle.

Everytime you see or hear something that has the chance to make you envy, step back into yourself and be grateful for what you have got. It can be your healthy kids, your good career, your neat home or your loving spouse. Find something good in you and exhale all negative feelings.
Moms should be happy and strong because moms are worthy. Happy moms means happy family, right?



Tuesday, 26 September 2017

A Wooden Bridge In My Instagram

September 26, 2017 1 Comments

This picture was taken some weeks ago. Actually it was taken last year or the year before. I like this instagram post due to the picture itself and to the story behind it.

I used to take a ride with my husband and kids with motorbike. We loved to explore our neighbouring villages. One of them is Seprahu Village where my husband spent some of his time when he was younger there to plant and crop melon.

The moment I took the photo was when the village had just relieved from a pain called landslide and flood. That wooden bridge was there for a purpose actually: to take over the function of the ruined bridge that was hit by the flood. So, the wooden bridge was a semi-permanent one. When the ruined bridge is fixed, the wooden bridge will be meet its end.

The day we went there, I took several photos and videos. And I chose this photo to be displayed in my instagram. What do you think of the photo? Does it look beautiful? Or perhaps you can see the sadness behind it?

By the way, are we friends yet in instagram? Mine is www.instagram.com/diahdwiarti if you'd like to know.


This is the 16th blogging collaboration with Annisa Nurjannah
This bi-weekly theme is: My Instagram
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Saturday, 23 September 2017

Kids Activity: Word Scramble

September 23, 2017 0 Comments
Dear parents and teachers,

Learning word spelling is important for kids as they will have to learn many things in their life in the future. Playing with word scramble is a great way to do!

After the first guest post from Education.com: Three Legged Compound Word, here is another one which includes great activity you can play with your kids or students.

If you are interested in guest posting, please feel free to contact me via email: diah.d.arti@gmail.com.

Happy reading!

Word Scramble

Do you want to find a great way to help your kids get on board with the a new school year? Try out this new word scramble and find more spelling resources from Education.com.






Monday, 11 September 2017

English Is Not My Mother Tongue, Why Bother Learning It?

September 11, 2017 2 Comments


Yes, English is not my mother tongue. English actually is not a language I master.

But, why I insist writing in English?

It's simple. I want to be a good example for my children.

I understand and speak two languages, both of them are my mother tongue.

They are Javanese and Indonesian. I learnt Javanese first then Indonesian.

English?

It's an alien in my language world. But, I fell in love with it ever since I knew it although I keep making mistakes in using it.

English Is Not My Mother Tongue, So Making Mistakes Is Understandable

Please, laugh at me. I write this article with a strong feeling that I may be making mistakes.

English was not my major at college. I don't understand about preposition, grammar and many more things.

All I know is I feel that what I write sounds English. Haha...

Who can guarantee that anyway?

No one. And if I made mistakes than it will be alright. Why?


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I read a good article about mistakes people make when learning English.

The article told us that it's common to make mistakes in using English for non-native because every mother language has its own style.

And you know what? Each mother language produces specific mistakes.

For example I'm an Indonesian speaker. I probably make mistakes in English that rarely be found in mistakes of Arabic speaker make. That's natural.

So, it's OK to make mistakes. But, OK is not an excuse.


If English Is Not My Mother Tongue, What Should I Do To Reduce Mistakes?

Well, it's not easy to get away from mistakes unless we try to.

I will not give any advice here as I myself still making mistakes. But, I do find some fun ways to reduce making it.

Watch English TV Program

With or without subtitle is fine.

I was once a subtitle hater but then I realized that it can give me a lot of help.

Subtitle helps us to understand spesific words or new words.

I don't mind watching subtitled program now as long as I open my ears wide.

I usually take some time to adjust my hearings and feelings. When I get the feeling, I can enjoy the show.

I like to watch 'technical' TV programs such as cooking and home building.

For me, those programs are easier to follow as the topics are definitely clear.

Open My Ears and Eyes Wide

As I mentioned above, I open my ears wide to understand what the speakers say.

Not only that.

I will focus on the speakers lips so I can understand better.

Funny, huh? Yes, but it works for me.

Speak Out Loud

To whom?

To myself, sometimes.  πŸ˜…πŸ˜…πŸ˜…

While watching TV program I usually interact with the show.

I laugh, give comment and show expressions when there is something happened inside that flat thing.

By doing that, I act like I'm part of it and it helps me a lot to understand and practise English at the same time.

I don't take notes because it didn't work for me.

Did it work for you?

Well, at the end, I just want to tell you that after taking those efforts to practise and avoiding mistakes, my English is still 'Indonesian English'.

However, I don't feel I have to stop. I know I'm far from good but I will keep trying.

I hope my kids will be inspired and be a better English speakers and writers than I do.

This is the 15th blogging collaboration with Annisa Nurjannah
This bi-weekly theme is Learning English
Read Annisa's post Learning English

Monday, 28 August 2017

Parenting Made Simple, Is There Any?

August 28, 2017 0 Comments
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I was a little bit late to post this article. This should be published by this morning or afternoon, but here I am, still doing it up to this night.

I didn't mean to be late. It happened just because it should be. God's plan, I guess.
You might have known that I blog mostly with my cell phone. I enjoy this 3,5 inches flat thing. I have done this for 4 years with the same phone. I write, take and store pictures and do social media with it. In short, my virtual world is this small handy gadget.
I have written a draft for today's article using Memo, an app that's originally installed in this android phone. I looove this phone so much and so does my eldest son. Yesterday morning he cleaned the phone from anything that could be trashes. My son didn't know that by doing that he erased all files and apps.

I was shocked to realize that the browser and WhatsApp had disappeared. I was like, "What???" and I got more shocked when I accessed the Memo app and found nothing there. Oh My God...!

This is not the first time my son did something shocking. He and his brother have done many experiments with my cell phone and other things which led to 'miserable' endings. *sigh*

It's hard to be parents.

I was once such a perfectionist mom at the beginning of my motherhood journey. I was. I read books about parenting, made meal plan, and so on. I never thought raising boys are harder than I expected. Boys are active creatures. They love to run, and run, and run from here to there then there to here. They always do it except when they are sleeping and having a bath. Finish having a bath, they get back to their 'normal life' again. I really found hard times just to make them stop moving so I could dry their body and combed their hair and apply some warm traditional oil (telon oil) to keep them away from cold. They seem to have endless energy to move, move, move, and talk! Who says boys don't talk much? They do. They just stop talking when they are bigger or married. LOL. Trust me. Boys move, talk and do experiments. When they don't, I bet they may be in a not-so-healthy condition.

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Knowing that my cell phone was down, I couldn't do anything. I also didn't have enough power for just getting mad at my first son. I understood that he's in a very good condition when he did something shocking. So, I just sat down and thinking of how to avoid this to happen again in the future.

My Style Parenting Made Simple

My mom told me about her younger years with her 9 younger siblings. Everytime her mom got a new baby, she and other siblings would embrace the baby warmly. They loved to gather around the baby and took care of the baby while the mother was away for a while.
My grandma got 10 children, yes, that's true. Can you imagine that? 10 children means 10 x parenting as every child has his/her own unique character.

I myself have 3 sons which means I have 3 different types of kids to take care of. I wonder how moms with sons AND daughters manage their parenting style. I, who only have boys, often find hard parenting times. Moms (and dads) with sons and daughters are strong parents, I guess.


Parenting is something challenging yet tiring. It also changes through times and ages. Old parenting style can't be implemented to today's children. The way parents treat their kids at their younger years will not be suitable for them when they get bigger. Parenting is always changing. It can be a stressfulling subject if it's taught at school. It can only be learnt through time. Sometimes through trial and error, with pain and tears. Don't we experience that, parents?

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So, is there any easier way to do parenting? Yes, there is.
We, parents don't raise our kids alone. There are always help out there. There are teachers, grandma and grandpa, and God. The last one I mention is where the greatest help comes from.

Within a day and night I ask Allah to give me righteous kids at least 5x after each salah. Here is the dua of Prophet Ibrahim I always do:

"My Lord, grant me (a child) from among the righteous." (surah As Saffat [37] : 100)
Dua is every muslims weapon and this is my parenting made simple. After struggling hard to be a good parent and shower my kids with love and caress, it's time to relax and pass it to The One who owns every heart: God. Through praying, we ask Allah to give us protection, safety, health, wealth and many more. By reciting that dua, we ask Him for good kids.
Parents do, parents pray, that's what my mom told me. We, humans, can control our kids body but not their hearts and mind. Those are things we can't touch but God can. That's why I pray that dua.

Have you, parents, experience the same thing? Do you find your parenting made simple style? What is it?


This is the 14th blogging collaboration with Annisa Nurjannah
This bi-weekly theme is 4 words game: cold, comb, out, oil
Read Annisa's post Aerobic Class

Monday, 14 August 2017

Our Little Astrophysics Professor

August 14, 2017 1 Comments
Student-2nd-grade

That evening I watched the round full orange moon in the East. I always love to see the sky and its celestial bodies. I was an astronaut wannabe anyway.

Earlier, my husband told the boys that the moon had already rising.

"Look at the moon. There will be a partial moon eclipse tonight," said him.

Yes, at that night there would be a moon eclipse on August 7-8.

My second son, our little astrophysics professor (that's how I call him) ran out and headed to the East.

His view was blocked by some tree branches so he walked to other side. His big brother followed him, bringing my cell phone.

"Try to shoot the moon, please," I asked him. But all he shots were blur. LOL.





Our little professor was anxious. He couldn't go to sleep.

"I will be wake up all night until the eclipse comes," that 2nd grader said.

"No, you can't. You have to sleep now. I will wake you up when the eclipse comes insha Allah," my husband said.

Unfortunately, none of my kids woke up to watch the eclipse. Neither did I. I couldn't sleep, actually, but I was too afraid to come out.πŸ˜…πŸ˜…

The next morning, there was no question about the eclipse. I think my sons had forgotten about it or maybe they didn't pay enough attention to it.

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However, our little astrophysics professor is still an astronomy lover.

I don't know how he got interested in astronomy. All I know is he likes to discuss about planets, stars and so on.

Or is it because I spread the astronomy lover virus through my stories? Could be.

To support his interest, I bought several books about astronomy.

The first book was 'Young Scientist: The planet Earth', published in 1994 by World Book Inc., Chicago, USA.

Yes. It's a second hand book. I bought it online on a facebook group.

Related article in Bahasa Indonesia: Saya Pilih Beli Buku Bekas

This hard-covered book contains science about the Earth such as how rocks are made, what is the weather, land on the move, days and seasons.

The last chapter I mentioned became a first step for him to read other book about astronomy.




The second book I bought for our little astrophysics professor was a small encyclopedia. Published by Ganeça Exact, Bandung, Indonesia.

He loves this book so much. This book is also comes with hard cover. I think it's good as it's easy to be taken care of.

Our little astrophysics professor often asks unbelievable question.

He once asked me, "How many days are there in one month in Saturn? Saturn has many moons, right? So, which moon should we use to count one month in Saturn?"

"Well, I think we should divide one year in Saturn into 12," I answered.

Then he continued asking. "What about in Venus?"

"I think we should do the same. Divide one year into 12,"I said confidently.

"But, Mom, didn't you say that one day in Venus is longer than its year? So, how many days are there in a month in Venus??"


Saturn has at least 53 moons. Pic source: nasa.gov


Our little astrophysics professor also loves to watch Disney Junior's TV series 'Miles from Tomorrowland'.

Not only watching, he also critisizing some scenes that seem so untrue.

Such as when Miles and other Callistos visited twin planets Kalandra and Aldora.

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One planet is dry while the other is wet. According to their very close position, at night water from one planet is drawn by other planet's gravity and floods that other planet.

So, the dry planet becomes wet and the wet planet becomes dry and vice versa.


Miles from Tomorrowland
Pic source: sky.com


To our little astrophysics professor that scene is fail because night and day is always exist along with the planet's rotational move. 

Have you, parents, ever watched that scene too? What do you think about it?


His interest in astronomy is unique to me and I am really willing to provide as many study sources as I can.

I also really want to buy him a telescope so he can watch the night sky. Seek for Mars, Jupiter,Saturn and perhaps nebulas.

As telescope is not affordable yet, it's okay just to watch the sky in naked eyes. Watching the moon and its phases, spotting Venus and who knows we can watch meteor shower. Who knows.



This is the 13th blogging collaboration with Annisa Nurjannah This bi-weekly theme is 4 word games: care, love, sky, shower Read Annisa's post here: My To-Do List If I Have A House

Friday, 11 August 2017

Kids Activity: Three Legged Compound Word Race

August 11, 2017 4 Comments
Hi, Moms and Dads. Learning by playing is kid's stuff. What about building vocabulary? There is a fun activity to do with your kids explained in this guest post by Education.com, it's three legged compound word race.

If you are interested in guest posting, please feel free to contact me.

Happy reading!

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In second grade, kids work hard to "sound out" new words as they build up their reading vocabulary. Sometimes, it’s easy; other times, more challenging…and if you’re new reader, having a few patterns up your sleeve can really help things along. One very useful tool is understanding “compound words”—long words that are really made from two shorter, familiar ones, combined.

Here’s a goofy party or park game for a bunch of second grade kids who are learning to read long words. Play it once, play it many times—it should still be good for learning and laughs.

What You Need:

•    16 yellow 5" x 8" index cards
•    16 blue 5" x 8" index cards
•    Hole puncher
•    String or yarn
•    Stretchy rag or tie for tying kids’ legs for the race
•    Flat, open space for a relay race
•    Bunch of wiggly second graders (and any extra early reader friends hanging around)

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What You Do:


  1. Start by making word cards. Parents, you may be tempted to write these yourself. To help your child get the best learning benefits possible, however, sit him down with a thick black marker and have him do the writing here. Use one card per word (but do note that some words are repeated--that's okay!): Blue cards are the opening segments of your compound words: jump, up, child, finger, any (make three), every (make three), hair, birth, some, pop, show, be. On the yellow cards, write: rope, side, hood, tip, body (make three), one (make two), cut, day, thing (make three), corn, case, and cause.
  2. Punch a hole into each upper corner, and tie string through the holes to make a “sign necklace” that a kid can hang from his neck…and pull off quickly!
  3. Divide kids into “three legged race” pairs.   Tell them that they will be doing a relay race in which they must “carry” compound words to a basket across the field. When they run across the field, each partner will wear half of a compound word, so that together they make one compound word.
  4. Place a bunch of other words in the basket at the end of the field. When the pair gets there, they must quickly take off the compound word they’re wearing, and then cooperate to pick out a new one, put it on, and then get back to the starting line so the next pair can go.
  5. Back at the starting line, read off the words that the players are carrying back. What do you see? Are they all real words? Teammates should be prepared to help out here, or else pairs may be sent back to the basket!
  6. The race ends when every three legged pair has gone across the field and back. If you have a fairly small group of kids, you can play this relay against the clock, and see if you can beat your time. Or, if there are lots of kids, this game works well with two teams. No matter what, plan to play a few rounds. It’s great exercise, great teamwork…and above all, great practice enacting and reading those crucial “compound” words.


Monday, 31 July 2017

Things Moms Should Do To Have Better Breast Milk

July 31, 2017 2 Comments
Hi, there! As a new mom again for the third times, I couldn't help myself from not talking about babies and babies. After my third son got jaundice on his first days of life, I realize that better breast milk is very important. Yes, every mom knows but not every mom succeed in breast feeding, including myself.

Learning from my mistakes, I found some ways to make my breast milk abundant. Well, not that abundant, but better in quantity and, I hope and pray, in quality.

If only every baby were born with a manual book, I would follow the rule. But, unfortunately there isn't such a book. So, I follow the traditions and what the experts say. Here are some ways to get better breast milk based on my experience.

Get Enough Sleep

It is really true. When you have a baby, get enough sleep. Not only during the night but also during the day. The words 'Baby sleeps, mom sleeps' is 100% correct.

When I didn't have enough sleep, I found my breasts were weak and produced less milk. And you know, less milk means cranckier baby. I get assistance here every working day, so I don't do any laundry nor ironing nor washing the dishes nor moping the floor. Lucky me, I guess. Alhamdulillah.

Only on Sundays I do some of those works, but due to the condition I lessen my target. I prefer to have a little messy house rather than a crancky baby.

Related article: Pigeon Manual Breast Pump

Eat Green Veggies

My mom says that the darker the color of the veggies the better. I agree with that. Tradition tells me to eat more green veggies. I found that green chinese cabbage is good for my breast milk. I can have it almost every day. I don't care whether I will get bored or not.

Along with that, don't forget to drink enough water. Experts say moms with babies should drink 14 glass of water a day.

Stress-Free Yourself

Yes, yes. Make yourself comfortable every time. Eat good food, lessen physical activity, get enough sleep, entertain yourself, think positively is good for moms with newborn. Believe me, those hormones have something to do with the milk produce.

Don't ever think that by avoiding some activities and lessen your target means that you are lazy. Don't. It won't last forever, right? As soon as your baby starts eating there will be more time to get back to your activity. Also don't listen to negative comments from anybody. Close your ears tight from those. Enjoy your life and your baby's smile.

Well, those are 3 ways I do to get better breast milk. Any moms out there have the same experience?

This is the 12th blogging collaboration with Annisa Nurjannah
This bi-weekly theme is 4 word games: sleep, tight, book, pray
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Tuesday, 25 July 2017

Pigeon Manual Breast Pump

July 25, 2017 1 Comments

Disclosure: This is not a paid post. All opinions are based on my experience only.

In my previous post I talked about my 3rd baby's jaundice. Along with that horrible story there left another experience: breast pumping.

Since I have my first baby I never thought I would do breast pumping as I am a SAHM and I thought that any SAHM would never need any tool like this.

The truth is I was wrong. Any mom in this world may need this kind of thing: breast pump.

As my baby had to stay at the hospital underwent several phototherapy, the nurse told me to pump my breasts and brought the milk every morning.
"The baby needs at least 100 cc once every hour," she said.
I was shocked. It seemed so impossible for me. It meant that I needed to produce 2,4 litre of milk a day. Kind of too much for me. Could I do that? I was confused. I couldn't hand-pump my breasts. I tried but there was only a little amount of milk. I started to panic.

I knew I could produce some breast milk while my baby sucked the breasts not by any other mean. But, I had to pump because my baby couldn't leave the phototherapy box for any reason except for having a shower in the morning and in the afternoon.

So, I bought a breast pump. It is Pigeon Manual Breast Pump.

The pump comes in several parts: the pump itself which is so comfort to hold; a set of flange to fit the breast comes in regular and large size; and a 160 mL wide plastic nursing bottle with its standing and its cover.

At first I didn't know how to use the pump so I follow the manual instruction provided at the back side of the box. The manual comes in English, Arabic and Indonesian. It's easy to understand even for a starter like me.

I put the regular flange and the bottle to the pump, fit the flunge onto my breast and start pumping. Firstly, choose the stimulation mode by clicking the red button on top of the pump to the toppest position then pump. It gives you smooth sucks to stimulate your breast. Once you feel you are ready to pump, move the red button to the lower position and start pumping. I myself found it a little difficulty in doing this. But, after twice trial, I could pump well. Afterall I found it easy to use. And it's really less effort, less fuss and less pain.

What about the result? Did I get enough breast milk? It depends on the condition. When I was stressful during my baby's jaundice I produced a little milk. But, when I got home and felt comfortable I got greater amount of milk. I write about how to get better breast milk here: Things Moms Should Do To Have Better Breast Milk.

How about the price? It is 330 K IDR at the local baby shop. It is much cheaper than the electric pump, about 1/3 of the price.

I think a breast-pump is a very important every breast feeding mom should have whether she is a SAHM or a WM. What about you, moms? Do you have any memorable experience in breast pumping?

Monday, 17 July 2017

Jaundice, After 7 Years

July 17, 2017 8 Comments
"He's so adorable," said my husband. I smiled and looked at that sleeping little guy.

"I bet you enjoy raising a baby this time," I said to my husband.

Yes, after 7 years we have a baby again. And unlike the first and the second baby, our third baby was born in a different condition. This time we have settled and have a better living.

I see that my husband really can enjoy raising his third son. It's shown on how he holds the baby with his hands. He is more confidence now! LOL.

This third baby, we named him Digdaya, looks like our second son. Digdaya means 'strong' and this baby is strong indeed.

What's so special having a baby again after 7 years?

Both my husband and I look younger by having this baby. How come? People who don't really know us thought that Digdaya is our first baby. Even the doctor. LOL again.

However, that 7 years also gives us something to learn: how to raise a baby. Both of us agree to confess that we have forgotten some things in how to raise a baby. It's like Digdaya is really our first baby.

It seemed so true until Digdaya suffer from jaundice due to the lack quantity of my breast milk. Jaundice is a condition where the skin becomes yellow, and sometimes the eyes as well. In that condition, baby's body has high number of bilirubin, the ruined red blood cells. A healthy baby should has 0 number of bilirubin and my Digdaya got 17!

I couldn't believe the fact that my baby had to stay 3 days at the hospital underwent 2,5 sessions of phototherapy. A phototherapy is when a baby being treated under blueish ray in a baby box. Each session itself takes 24 consecutive hours.

Can you imagine that? I slept 3 nights alone without my newborn baby beside me. I left him behind at the hospital. I was so frustated.

Every morning and afternoon I came to the hospital to see him and brought my pumped breast milk. I couldn't hold back my tears every time I saw him in that box. Oh, God.

After those 2,5 sessions he was stated to be healthy and he could go home. I was very, very happy. I held him in my arms like never before and brought him back home. To tell you the truth, I was scared that I could lose him. And I couldn't believe I raised this third baby the wrong way!

Now, every morning I bring him out about 10-15 minutes to warm him under the sun's ultraviolet. Without any shirt, only with diaper on him so that his back, chest, stomach, arms and legs get warm.

But, that activity is not the most important. What so urgent is the baby drink enough milk. To support that, I have no other choice than providing formula for him as well. Breast milk plus formula. Don't get me wrong, I don't want to do it either, but, I can't take the risk to have a sick baby anymore. No, no.

I understand that every choice has a risk. All I can do is pray and do all my best to maintain good quality and quantity of my breast milk.



eat good food

After 7 years, there's something new to learn. Having 2 sons before this baby is not a guarantee that we can raise another baby perfectly. Life is full of lessons. And I think we've learnt one of them.

This is the 11th blogging collaboration with Annisa Nurjannah
This bi-weekly theme is 4 word games: left, behind, violet, stomach
Read Annisa's post Our Turn Will Come

Friday, 7 July 2017

I Missed My Wedding Anniversary And This Is What Happened

July 07, 2017 4 Comments

This night, minutes after midnight, my second son woke me up. He felt not so well from the evening and this night he vomitted. I looked after him for some time. I rubbed his back and belly with cajuputi oil to make him warm.

I touched his forehead, alhamdulillah, he was better, his body temperature was lower than before. Earlier, he was 37.8°C and his body was hot so I gave him paracetamol.
He said he felt okay and I asked him to go back to sleep.

After my son fell asleep, I checked my cell phone and realizing one thing: it is already 7th July. Oh, I missed my 6th July for the first time. I almost can't believe it. I forgot to remember my wedding anniversary!

Related article: Ten Years of Togetherness

At the beginning of July I proclaimed myself to remember that special day. I don't have any specific plan to commemorate the day. I just want to throw back to the sweet memory of my wedding on my own. Just a pray for my husband and me. But, I really forgot the day! Is it really me?

I used to celebrate my wedding anniversary by myself, because my husband never remembers our wedding day. Ask him about it and I bet you will see he will ask me what date our wedding was. He never takes it seriously and I guess every married man does the same thing, too. Do they?


I was shocked at first to know this. I thought that he didn't care about me, about our marriage, about our love. I insisted to celebrate the day only by saying, "Happy anniversary, dear." But, he refused it. I was frustated to realize that having a romantic moment was really hard.

But, then, I took it carelessly. Life is really NOT a fairy tale when prince charming with a white horse bringing a bouquette of red roses pops-up and says romantic words.

Our marriage now is 9 years. We still have to learn much from each other. I know that celebrating love doesn't always celebrating wedding anniversary. Let the day be the day when love is unspoken. Not because it's forgotten, but, because it's too complex to be described.

Sixth July is over and I have forgotten it without feeling guilty and, hey, you know what? My life is not ended!
Sometimes to forget is a bless.
Well, wedding anniversary? Let it be in my heart only.

Monday, 3 July 2017

My Siblings And I

July 03, 2017 0 Comments
It's the three of us. Yes, we are siblings. I'm the middle child. I have an elder sister and a younger brother. Both of them live close to our mom in Jogja.

My Sister
It's so funny to remember our childhood. We were, actually, not good siblings. I seemed to always had arguments and fights with my sister. I didn't like her and I think that she didn't like me either. It's understandable as she's only 2 years older than me.

My sister and I shared the same room for years. We had a big table in our room for us to study. It was the only thing, I guess, that we agreed to share. The rest were things that we called 'mine' and 'yours'.

The next funny thing is I missed my sister once after she left home for college. She had to stay in Solo for her bachelor degree. She returned home once a month or so and that made me felt lonely. Then I started to miss her. And the feeling got bigger when she got married.

My sister is a tough person. She lives with her 3 children now in Jogja as her husband lives in Palu, Central Sulawesi to make a living. She'd been moving from city to city with her husband to support him, but, since 3 years ago she settles in Jogja due to her children's education. Her children need to settle in one place to pursue their study and she chose Jogja.

My sister is a working at home mom. She runs her crochet business. She's good at it. I think she's gifted with art. She won an award for her neat hand-writing when she was in elementary school. It was a sign, wasn't it?


One of my sis' works
Pic courtesy of www.instagram.com/dewiwulandari_75

My Brother
He's 3 years younger than me. My mom told me that when she was pregnant with my brother, I used to climbed up my mom's back while she cleaned our front yard. A baby inside the belly and a child on the back. What a picture.

My mom got an accident on her third trimester of pregnancy. Alhamdulillah, both the baby and the mother were safe.

As what happened with my sister, my relationship with my brother was not good either. We seldom had something to agree. Oh, I think I'm not a good sister.

My brother married a Sundanese 5 months after my marriage. That's why our children are the same age now. He has 3 children, but baby number 2 died while she was still in the womb. His first child is a girl, third one is a boy. Now he's waiting for his fourth baby.

My brother used to work in a telecommunication company but since last year he runs his fashion business with his wife. He's a strong person. He faces the world and he isn't afraid of the challenges ahead.



My brother's fashion business, mainly adult male fashion
Pic source: www.instagram.com/dellario_fashionshop

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My siblings are great persons, I guess. Though we were not in good relationship in our younger years, however, as we grow older, we seemed to find our bonding. I learn much from them and perhaps they learn something from me as well.

Siblings are our lives because we share the same blood in our body. Good siblings bring us to jannah, insha Allah.

What about you, guys? What's your story with your sibling?

This is the 10th blogging collaboration with Annisa Nurjannah
This bi-weekly theme is: Our Siblings
Read Annisa's post: My Siblings

Monday, 19 June 2017

My Second Eid El-Fitr Away From Home

June 19, 2017 4 Comments
This is my second Eid El-Fitr away from home. How do I feel? Sad. Yes, ofcourse. I won't get the chance to see my big family in Jogja. All I can do is just call them or chat with them via WhatsApp Group. Alhamdulillah, technology has helped us a lot. I just can't imagine what it would be like when people had to have Eid El-Fitr away from home in the past when communivation technology hasn't gone this advanced.
The reason why I can't go home on this Eid El-Fitr is because I have just had a baby this Ramadan. My baby boy is too young to travel and I won't take any risk of bringing a baby on a hard traffic. No, no. He's too weak and fragile. It's better for us to stay here in Madiun and wait for a better chance to visit my home town. Moreover, Madiun, eventhough it's a small town , is where my in-law big family's hometown. So, there will be great celebration here as well.
My first Eid El-Fitr away from home had the similar reason with the second one. It was when I just had my second son. The difference is my first Eid El-Fitr away from home happened when my family and I lived in Tangerang Selatan, so, both my husband and I were away from our hometowns.

What to do when having Eid El-Fitr away from home?

Just enjoy the celebration with the neighbours and the closest family members. Think of the different experience we will have and be grateful to what God has Given us may help us relieve the feeling of missing.
It's not that bad celebrating Eid El-Fitr away from home. I believe there will be many new things we can find to enrich our lives. And that's worth doing, I guess.
So, guys, have you experienced celebrating Eid El-Fitr away from home?


This is the 9th blogging collaboration with Annisa Nurjannah
This bi-weekly theme is Eid El Fitr
Read Annisa's post Experiencing Two Different Eid Al Fitr Celebrations

Friday, 9 June 2017

My Sons Ramadan Fasting After Day One

June 09, 2017 0 Comments
Here is Ramadan, the month of fasting. We, muslims, embrace it happily. And so are my sons. They start to fast for a whole day this Ramadan. They are 7 and 8 now, so I think it's the best time to encourage them to fast more seriously.
First of Ramadan 1438 H was a success. Eventhough my elder son broke his fasting one hour after Zuhur salah, but it was ok for me because he decided to continue fasting after that. All of those struggles and drama can be read here: My Sons and Their First Day of Ramadan
Second Day of Ramadan
My husband and I didn't expect something better than the day before. We just continued encouraging our sons, woke them up for suhoor and supported their fasting.
On the second day, it was Sunday actually, we stayed for the whole day at my husband's office which is actually his family's house. My sons love to stay there due to its wifi connection. Yes, we let them entertaining themselves by playing games, watching videos and things like that. As they had some fun, I blogged and my husband did his overtime work.
The day went smoothly until just before noon, my second son started to ask for some drink.

"Mommy, I'm thirsty," he said.

"No, you can't have some drink. You are fasting, aren't you?" I reminded him.

He nodded sadly. Then I got a great idea.

"Why don't you have a shower before Zuhur salah? You will be fresher."

My son looked happy and he did what I told him. Then my first son came to join him to have a shower.
Alhamdulillah, everything went well after that. No grumbling, no complaining. And you know what? They made it to the iftar time! Allah is Great!
Third Day of Ramadan
This day was special because my sons would spend their whole day at school. There was a Ramadan activity called 'Pondok Ramadan' where students learn more religious activity with their teachers.

They did salah, recited and read the Holy Quran, watched Islamic movie, made some crafts and many more activities. They had iftar at school as well.
That day, there were no drama at all. And they succeeded in fasting for a whole day. Alhamdulillah.
Fourth Day of Ramadan
After the two successful consecutive days, I felt less worry about my sons and their fasting. I once thought that that day would be as successful as the day before. But, I was wrong. My second son who used to be a more discipline person than my first son turned into someone else. He told me that he had hungry already at 8 in the morning. You what, Son?
"I'm hungry," he said.

"It's only 8 in the morning," I answered him.
Unfortunately, at 10 my assistant came to clean the house. She brought the meal for iftar with her. My second son asked what she had brought and opened the pot lid.

"Yummy..." he said.
I need to tell you one thing first, due to my pregnancy, I didn't cook for my family. I couldn't stand with any smell came from onion and garlic. So, I paid somebody to cook for me. Then my assistant brought the cooked meal everyday for my family and I. And that was where the iftar meal came from.
Without any doubt, when Zuhur salah approached, my second son cooked rice for himself. He prepared his meal and had his 'iftar' right after Zuhur adhan. And his brother followed his step happily.
What a day. I said to myself. Yes, I understood they might be tired due to their activities the day before at school. But, I also concerned about their willing to continue fasting. However, I needed to tell them that what they had done was something not right. My husband did the same thing when he got home from his work.
Alhamdulillah, my sons could accept our arguments and promised us to do better next time. And they keep their promise. Although not everyday is a successful day but at least they have tried.
I know they still need to work hard but I believe they will be better and better in the future.

Monday, 5 June 2017

What School Reunion Means To Me

June 05, 2017 0 Comments


School reunion? What a very interesting phrase to say. What comes in my imagination when heard about this is my old school, my old friends and teachers. The sweet memories come together with it. School reunion is indeed powerful to make me looking back to my younger years.

I have left my college life for 16 years. Yes, I graduated from college in 2001. You can count my age now, haha... Yes, I'm 40 now, not young anymore, but not too old to enjoy life either. Forty is good. And having old good friends is good.

So, what school reunion means to me? The first thing I felt is a blessing. I feel I'm blessed that God is still giving me the chance to live. I have some friends, whether my high school or college friends who had already passed away. I also have friends whom husband/wife had passed away. At the same age as mine, I think it's hard. I have a friend whose husband passed away when she was 33. Oh, My God. Faith is always something man can't predict about. So, I'm blessed with the age Allah has given me.

Read about Grateful here

The second thing comes to my mind about school reunion is how valuable friendship is. Some months ago my old friends from college raised a donation for one of our friend. The friend who we donated is suffering from kidney failure that forces her to always undergo hemodialysis. Oh, I can't think about her condition, it must be bad while she has two kids. Raising kids in such condition is hard.

However, above those benefits , there are also some things to be considered while attending school reunion. First, it's about the past. Memories from the past, especially bad ones, shouldn't be exposed. Whether it's among friends or bad memories with teachers. Secondly, it's the gossip. After not seeing each other fro so long, people tend to talk about each other's appearances. Just don't try to put ourselves into trouble by talking about gossips around our friends. Everybody has her/his own life, which may be good or bad. We don't have the right to judge other people's life.

Well, guys, that's all I can tell you about what school reunion means to me. Have you attend any school reunion? How does it feel for you?

This is the 8th blogging collaboration with Annisa Nurjannah
This bi-weekly theme is: School Reunion
Read Annisa's post Reunion and Me

Wednesday, 31 May 2017

My Sons And Their First Day Of Ramadan

May 31, 2017 0 Comments
This is the start of 5th of Ramadan 1438 H this year. And my two sons have been fasting from the beginning of Ramadan. So far so good for those 7 & 8 years old boys, but that doesn't mean there were no dramas.

My husband and I have sounded the coming of Ramadan from one or two months before. We talked about the fasting month with our sons, told them what they should do during the month and so on. This is not their first time fasting, they experienced fasting last year but not seriously enough and we didn't encourage them too much to fast as we thought that they were too young to start fasting. But this year is different. They are already studying in elementary school now, so we think that it is the right time to start.

First Day of Ramadan

It went smoothly. Alhamdulillah, although my first son broke his fasting by drinking two glass of water one hour after Zuhur salah. He continued his fasting after that. Alright, that's okay for me.

My second son fast for a whole day. Alhamdulillah. I gave him a praise. Good job, Son.

But, the drama began right before the time to break the fast. We were on the road after visiting my brother-in-law who just returned home from hospital. We were not really ready to come home for iftar. My first son started to complain and my second son showed his tired face. They said that they didn't like fasting.

"I'm hungry and thirsty! When is iftar time!?"

"How long should we wait until iftar!?"

"I don't want to fast anymore!"

and many more complains.

My husband and I really understood what they felt and we didn't argue them. I just said, "Be patient, please. It's just a few minutes ahead." And we stopped at a warung for iftar. Our menu were nasi goreng and mie goreng (fried rice and fried noodle). Indonesian style ofcourse.

The drama ended as my sons filled their stomach with food. Surely.

The next drama was the tarawih salah. I didn't think I could bring them to pray at masjid, because my sons usually have their bed time right after Isha salah. So, I offer them to do the salah with me at home plus a two rakaah of taraweeh and a three rakaah of witir salah. As what I anticipated, they started to grumble. But, they did follow my instruction at the end.

Okay, first day of fasting went well. Not perfect, but well enough to me. Good job, Sons.

Alright. For the story of second, third and fourth of Ramadan, I will publish it in my next post. What it would be? Would there be a similar drama? You can read the next story here: My Sons Ramadan Fasting After Day One

Monday, 22 May 2017

Ginger, My Best Friend During Ramadan's Suhoor

May 22, 2017 3 Comments


Ramadan is approaching. Muslims all over the world will have to fast during the day for the whole month. Here in Indonesia, Ramadan is predicted to come in 26th May 2016 according to astronomical hisab method. But that date is not a fixed date yet until the government establish an itsbat meeting which combine the hisab and rukyah method. Hisab is based on a calculated theory of seeing hilal. Hilal itself is the first crescent right at the time when the sun comes down. While rukyah is a method to see hilal by naked eye or by specific tool from the surface of the Earth.

It’s been a long argument between the hisab and the rukyah method followers which one is the most valid. But, Rasulullaah Muhammad (PBUH) himself used the rukyah method.

Okay, let’s not talk about the argumentation. I’m going to tell you about ginger, my best friend during Ramadan’s suhoor.

ramadan
Pic source: http://food.ndtv.com/health/6-ginger-water-benefits-and-why-you-should-have-a-glass-of-it-every-day-1692618

As you know, ginger is abundance here in Indonesia. It’s a kind of perennial root. It's aromatic and tastes hot, good to make traditional drinks such as wedang ronde, wedang uwuh or wedang jancruk. Ginger is also good to be mix with coffee, tea or milk. Oh, I like ginger tea and ginger milk.

For some time, I used to serve tea for our Ramadan’s suhoor. Hot tea after eating late supper is great, I guess. However, I found some discomforts with it. I needed to go to the toilet very often at the start of the day. It’s because tea contains a specific ingredient that trigger urination. Beside that, I had a problem with my stomach so I can’t consume tea too often. So, I think I need to replace the menu, but I wasn’t sure what it would be.

Until then I tried to drink warm ginger for the suhoor. My stomach feels good with warm ginger drink. I’m very glad to know this. Then I offered it to my husband, and he likes it too. After that, we always have warm ginger for our drink during Ramadan’s suhoor. Our stomach feel fine and our body feel fresher as well. Alhamdulillaah.

I just wash the root and chop it into small pieces, then I boil the pieces with water. Serve it warm. Very good. You may add some sugar if you like, but I heard that consuming too much sugar during suhoor is not healthy as it trig the feeling of thirsty along the day. The best way to maintain ourselves fit during fasting is consuming enough water. Two glass of water for iftar, four glass of water along the night and two glass of water while we have suhoor.


Well, that’s all my story about having ginger for Ramadan’s suhoor. What’s your story about your Ramadan’s suhoor, guys? You can drop your comments here. Thanks for stopping by!

This is the 7th blogging collaboration with Annisa Nurjannah
This bi-weekly theme is Ramadan
Read Annisa's post about Suhoor

Monday, 8 May 2017

My Favorite Traditional Snacks

May 08, 2017 1 Comments
This is the 6th theme of my blogging collaboration with Annisa Nurjannah. She had an idea to talk about traditional snacks! Yeay!!

I feel I'm blessed when I look back and see that my childhood times is full of traditional snacks. My mom isn't a good cook, she can't cook snacks very well, but she always tries to cook them or  at least serve them for our breakfast and early dinner. From her I know many varieties of Indonesian traditional snacks. And...here are my favorite traditional snacks:

PASTEL
indonesian-curry-puff
Pic source: https://cookpad.com/id/resep/1629092-pastel-goreng-renyah

I call this pastel, but people may call it curry puff. Yes, Indonesian curry puff. During this 4th pregnancy I always crave for it. Unfortunately it's a little bit too hard to find. I need to go to local market to buy it which means I have to ride my motorbike to get there.It's getting uneasy to ride with this big belly, so I just hold my saliva.

Indonesian curry puff is savory and crisp because it's a fried snack.What I like from Indonesian curry puff is its form, its crunchiness and its filling. Diced carrots and potatoes, and the most important thing I like is...the boiled egg inside! I love it so much.

LUPIS
lupis-sticky-white-rice-with-melted-brown-sugar-and-grated-young-coconut
Pic source: http://witagivika.blogspot.co.id/2013/05/lupis.html

Mmm...I looove this traditional snack. It's made of boiled sticky white rice with melted brown sugar and grated young coconut for its topping. It’s a combination of stickiness, sweetness and savory. It’s also a memory that lasts up to today from my childhood times.

When I was a kid, there was a lupis seller in my neighborhood. She was an old lady with Javanese clothes and caping (cone shaped traditional hat made of bamboo).
indonesian-traditional-hat-made-of-bamboo
Pic source: https://capucinnolover.wordpress.com/2009/12/28/caping-gunung/

I always love to see how she did her job. The lupis she brought was in tube shaped, covered by banana leaves. She peeled the banana leaves and started to cut the tube with a string. One by one, a coin shaped of lupis came down to my plate, then she poured the melted brown sugar and grated young coconut. Yummy!

Yes, both of pastel and lupis are my favorite Indonesian traditional snacks. Not only for the taste, but also for the memory. Alhamdulilah, I can still find these two things here in local market. What about you, guys? What are your favorite traditional snacks?

This is the 6th blogging collaboration with Annisa Nurjannah
This bi-week theme is: traditional snacks