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*Graphic image* The virus strikes back

Update:

So Oodie and BoKhalid both appear to be over the virus. I thought I was too… Until this morning.
Woke up, swallowed…. Ouuuuuuuuch.

LORD HAVE MERCY that f’in hurts!!

What the f? Yes, those were my exact words to be precise.

BoKhalid said, ‘Sheno 7abebty?’

I just wanted to cry. Bloody hell. I forgot to take my antibiotics yesterday- I had too much going on and it totally slipped my mind.
*the graphic image has now been removed- lol, it was up long enough*

It’s red and it’s sore. Very sore. I am in mute mode. Thank goodness Oodie is at school, I couldn’t even speak to him this morning, he was so worried.

Having some ginger now and hot lemon. Fingers crossed… On the plus side, the maid is arriving on Friday – yay!! *update on that in the next post*

P.S sorry for the graphic picture. Lol. *update- now removed.

My mother in law gave me these ‘sweeties’, they aren’t sweeties but I like to call any throat soothers , sweeties.

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They are apparently Dual Action- fight the infection and numb the throat. I’m not sure how much they are working. Not impressed too much with them. Strepsils are definitely better but I really don’t have the energy to go to the pharmacy.

My Day in Pictures

This morning, we woke up bright and early for the school run, we had been off for a week because of the nasty fever.
Dropped Oodie off and Alooia and I headed with UmNasser to grab pressies for Oodie for his birthday and also to have morning coffee and do a bit of shopping.

It was a really splendid morning. We headed to Egaila Complex (I have decided to call it that since they are building a mall in every piece of spare land around it and in 3 months we will probably have 9 malls in one place- dreading the parking), Al Liwan to be precise. I wanted Baroue. Total laziness but I just don’t have time to wrap pressies after evening homework/catchup and baths.

Al Liwan is relatively new (it’s where Geant is located) stayed there until late morning and then headed back home for brunch and to change, shower and then go get Oodie.

The cat is still patiently holding on, I don’t know how patient I can be. Spoke to a vet today that told me to just keep an eye on her and if anything out of the ordinary appears, bring her in. She actually said with a pregnant cat, you can’t have ‘patience’, you have got to have your wits about you. It is very dangerous if they go over their due date. She was attempting to get into my clothes cupboard this afternoon- no wag in hell she is getting my prada bags and LV belts covered in after birth… Hell no.

My day in Pictures…..

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On a side note: try Nestlé Toll House’s Iced Oreo Frozen Mocha —– delicious.

Sami AlBader tonight on Oud at Al-Hamra

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Via Expatandthecity

I don’t usually post things like this but this actually interested me. I love Traditional Music.

Tonight you can hear Sami Al Bader on Oud at Al-Hamra. I have no other information whatsoever and it doesn’t appear Expat has either. If anyone knows, tweet me or email me and I’ll update the post.

The Serdab Studio

A few months ago, BoKhaloodie and I visited x-cite. Bokhalid and I had been interesting in getting a professional camera for awhile. We both had different interests though. Him- portraits, people and objects…
Me- typical, english woman, the countryside, nature and landscapes.
We purchased the camera but I didnt/haven’t used it much. A few beach photos here and there with the kids but nothing very scenic.
Several weeks ago, we priced buying a mini studio for one of our spare rooms. We figured it would be fun for the kids and us ;)
It was going to cost around 280kd for shipping fees from the states- the backdrops were made of steel/iron … Yes and aramex charge per kilo. We figured that was silly and by the time we paid Kuwait prices, it would work out the same.

A few days ago Bokhalid appeared home with a mini studio. He has used it a few times already ‘dewania guys night’ lol and this evening, here. The kids loved it, it was fun. I’m just so happy that I can capture these memories in high definition and in the comfort of my own home. Family gatherings are now going to be even more fun as the studio is portable and can be moved.

BoKhalid has amazing skills for a beginner, not sure how much patience he has though- alooia was a right wiggly worm.
If you as a family are looking for a new hobby that you can enjoy indoors and outdoors, i definitely recommend investing in one of these cameras and studios.

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The Deadly Virus- Don’t always trust the doctors in Kuwait

Around 9 days ago, Oodie fell ill, simple flu/cold, yes we thought so but after the fever NOT falling by Day 4 and him breaking out very quickly over 24hours in a rash, we headed to the clinic.

‘It’s a virus, no need for antibiotics’.

Ok, I settled for that but as we know here, some doctors simply can’t be trusted, qualifications are rarely displayed and having twice been wrong before with Oodie, I decided to give her the benefit of the doubt and give it another 48 hours as she suggested and see what happened.

We were given an antihistamine for the rash as she believed it was an ‘allergy’… Why is everything an ‘allergy’ these days?
Has he had the nebuliser before?
Why do they give all kids this here? We never ever get this in UK, only in extreme situations. I have never in my life been given that…. Don’t kids need to fight things themselves?
I know an in law here and her kids are on that nebuliser once a month?
Anyway, back to the story….

So 12 hours after leaving the clinic, it got Alooia. Yep, 39.4 … Defo time for panadol, infact, it’s almost too late for just panadol. A tepid/cold towel bath was needed. That was her sorted. Back to check his rash. I had taken before and after pics, and also circled one to check it didn’t change drastically. It hadn’t. It definitely didn’t seem as severe as the night before.

So both kids sick. Hey, it wasn’t a bad thing. We spent Wednesday afternoon watching Harry Potter.

Everything was fine until Wednesday evening…. Why on earth did I feel so cold? Literally, felt like I was naked standing in the middle of the North Pole… Ohhhh, no, it’s the fever. I had felt this before. Strangely three years before, shortly after I had Oodie I got an infection in my wound (emergency c section), thank you dirty NHS. I know myself, I definitely needed an antibiotic. This wasn’t just a common cold. I was really really sick.

So, by Wednesday night, we all had it, me and the kids.

‘Enough!’ I thought, this isn’t no virus, it’s been 7 days and Oodie still has his fever, there has to be an infection somewhere. Time to get an antibiotic.
Oodie started his antibiotic yesterday and this morning his temp is only 36… YAY hallelujah! Finally.

My throat gradually got sore over the last 48 hours and I too got an antibiotic. Feel much better.

I’m guessing it was/is strep throat. Few kids in Oodie’s class off and one in particular with Scarlet Fever which results from Strep sometimes.

This morning, day 9 of the whole everyone being sick – BoKhaloodie now has it :(

On the plus side, the maid is arriving in the next 24 hours.

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Thought this picture was hilarious….All joking aside… Never trust the doctors here 100% or anywhere in the world. (I was told I could have cervical cancer a year ago- I didn’t), always get second opinions or trust your own instinct. I did get the opinion of a doctor in the UK (thank you Facebook-lifesaver) and she suggested I get us all on an antibiotic. Thank you Dr K. Her words were, ‘mum’s know their own kids best, do what you think is right’.

She is quite right, we know our children better than anyone and our own bodies better than anyone.

I’m glad I got Oodie the antibiotic because he now seems to be on the mend, Alooia started hers this morning and I suspect BoKhalid will be heading to the pharmacy shortly, fingers crossed we get over this deadly ‘virus’ soon.

The Maternity Suite (18+)

Yesterday, my heavily pregnant kitty decided to tip up her litter tray and quite literally shit all over the birthing bed…. This was just one hour after I had cleaned the whole bathroom from top to bottom- thank you, Minnie dearest.

Update on her:
We think we have around 72 hours to go. All of the mamaries are now exposed and the hair around 7 out of 8 has separated so she is more than ready to feed her little ones.

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It’s not easy to get a picture of her. She is super grouchy and doesn’t want anyone close to her belly.

The signs are all there that birth is imminent but they have been for a couple of weeks.

We have given her a new birthing bed. She seems to like it and has tossed the sheets already, she started nesting around 24 hours ago. Now it’s just a waiting game.

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Will be uploading the birthing process hopefull via my YouTube channel and of course, via Instagram!

Will let you all know when it begins!

Duet between Tamer Hosny and JLo

Ahhhhhh my love, Tamer Hosny, the first Arabic love song my hubby ever sent to me was by Tamer Hosny – I guess that’s when I fell in love with him them… Both. Lol

These pictures are floating around Facebook.

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Rumour has it, there could possibly be a duet between the two. I actually think that could be pretty cool.

Our photographs show our fears

Believe it or not, the answer, if you don’t know it, may be hidden within your pictures.

Studies show we photograph what we cherish most which in actual fact can be our biggest fears. We photograph our children because we love and cherish them, we want to have memories, not necessarily because we are worried something might happen but as a parent there is always that ‘doubt/what if’ in our minds.

There’s a lot to be said for Kuwait’s Instagram: food, food, portraits of ourselves and again, more food.

So what’s the problem here? People don’t know where their priorities should be? Are self-portraits a silent cry for help? Does getting 120+ likes from strangers make you feel better about yourself?

What do you think?

The inspiration for this post actually came from q8blend. Just yesterday I read about about Kuwait’s Instagram over on their site and it made me wonder. Where are all the good quality pictures of Kuwait? There used to be some but it seems now, all of us (I’m guilty of it too) prefer posting google images/quotes…
I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again, Instagram in Kuwait isn’t what it used to be, main reason being, people ‘like’ what they see, not what they actually like. I proved it last week by posting a picture of a rat that had been dissected – how could anyone LIKE that? It was completely and utterly gross but it got 80 likes? Silly? Yes, I thought so.
What’s the secret? Why do we constantly post pictures of food here? What’s the real secret behind selfies?
Do you think Kuwait themselves have ruined Instagram?

The Pros and Cons of No Domestic Helper

Well, babysitting is a no no here unless you have close family relatives that your children love and want to stay with- mine are too young to be separated from mummy. Mention going to Mama Ouda’s and it’s, ‘ok, but you will come mama?’
I don’t like to leave them for long periods of time either so when I had a maid, it was easy to nip to the salon, have a mani and a pedi and be home just in time for the end of Finding Nemo- hey presto! They never knew I was away.
Trying to go to the salon now just isn’t happening, my gelish nails have gone to pot (yes, really, you don’t want to see how bad! Damnit, just reminded myself I forgot to buy gloves at the jamiya), my hair is in tats- finding the time to find a hairbrush in the morning is hard enough and as for showering – well… That just isn’t happening, a quick wash with a cloth at 6am is the best I can do and as for the moustache, I’m slowly starting to look like Al Pacino.

So what are the pros and cons of having live-in domestic help?
24/7 babysitter (if lucky with a trustworthy maid)
Having time to brush my hair and shower.

Those really are the only pros. And I’m not kidding, it’s so good to finally be in control of my house again. It’s cleaned to the highest standards, not domestic help skimmy quickly over the surface standards, my children are not only happy but they are calm! Why do these maids screams at kids so much? Even to say, ‘good morning’. No-one needs a talking hyena at 6am, most people like silence and quiet chit chat if really necessary.

The cons-
Ironing: it’s definitely at the top of my HATE list but other than that, there isn’t much I am not enjoying doing. It’s nice being a proper housewife with housewife duties for a change, I know I am definitely going to be listing a few more cons once the sandstorms arrive but for now; we are happy and content just the 4 of us.

The Roles of Men and Women in Kuwait Society and an Expat Marriage

This post has been inspired by expatandthecity

Recently, she went through a break up. If you read her blog, you will know she is an American and her ex fiancé was Kuwaiti.

Basically no-one except her knows the exact truth behind her breakup and she shouldn’t have to explain herself to anyone but she has because of several people messaging/annoying her for ‘answers’ that quite honestly they have no right to know.

It did get me thinking though, what exactly is the role of men and women in Kuwait society, especially in marriage.

As expats, most of us came here to work, we didn’t for one second imagine we would fall in love or end up married.

Marriage here, whether anyone likes it or not, is NOT the same as a marriage back home, and it can’t be and won’t ever be. No matter how much you try to ‘compromise’ or ‘train’ the other person into your way of thinking and it all comes down to religion and culture.

Being married to an Arab means many things, one of which is changing. Yes, you will have to change because compromise rarely happens.

This IS a culture dominated by males. And of course, there should be a head of a household, otherwise it just wouldn’t work.
But what things do you as an expat have to change that you may not want to?

Travelling:
In this society, it is frowned soon for a woman to travel alone. Gulf States are most definitely out. Your homeland and Europe may be ok, but elsewhere is a massive no no.

Wedding Rings:
Wedding rings whilst they may be symbolic elsewhere in the world, here, they do in fact mean nothing. They are not islamic and for men (not necessarily women) they have no meaning.
Forget unity, trust and the circle of love. Wedding rings are just a piece of jewellery worn by most men to please their wives. Don’t get me wrong, there are some men who do understand the importance of a Wedding Ring. For me, it shows that my husband is ‘off the table’, ‘not on the market’ but in a world where four wives are acceptable, many women look past the ring and believe he can have three more wives anyway… Not all women, of course but there are certain women from certain countries that will gracefully accept being a second wife.

The Second Wife:
Another area that we expat wives don’t like to discuss but truth is, anyone of our husbands can take a second wife and why shouldn’t they? It’s their religion, if they are Muslim, and chances are at least one person in the dewania will have a second wife and frequently be quoting the pros and cons, mostly pros. Don’t ever doubt that there will always be you, the ball isn’t in your court on this one.
(BoKhalid knows I would be out the door if he took one for any reason)
I believe in one woman and one man. For life. I don’t believe it is possible to love more than one person, infact I think it’s difficult enough juggling one woman without juggling four.

Family Time:
Whilst in the UK and USA we see our families on special holidays or for a quick cuppa through the week, here it is a weekly event and for some daughters, a daily event. It may seem ok at the beginning but eventually you any want your weekends free to spend with your friends. I go to my mother in laws every week and I do it for me (to get closer to them as I distanced myself at the beginning) and for my husband.

The Dewania:
Right now, if you are early on in your marriage, you might be blessed with three nights out of seven with your husband or even for some, four nights out of seven. Truth is, dewania is culturally the norm, most men frequent the dewania on a daily basis and married life for an expat wife who is not used to spending time alone can be lonely. If you are the type of person that needs company, marrying a Kuwaiti is definitely not for you. I’m lucky that my husband only frequents the dewania a few times a week.

Going out:
Forget midnight trips to the Jamiya. It might have been fine to nip out to Caribou to grab a late night coffee before but it won’t be once you are married.

Working:
A large number of men don’t want their wife to work outside of the home. El7umdella, this is one thing BoKhalid and I agree on, this is my choice. I have chosen to not work for the last two years to spend time with my kids during this important time in their life. I have seen first steps, first words, first bumped heads. My children haven’t been out of my sight for two years and I don’t regret one moment. For some men, women should be at home, doing the cooking and cleaning, working is frowned upon in some households as men are the caregivers, the money machines and believe women have no need to work.

These are just a few of the things that make marriage to an Arab different from marriage to someone from your own culture and your own background.
Marriage needs compromise and as Expat and the City said, it doesn’t happen here. She is right about that. You can try to make it happen but in the end, it’s them that make the decisions. It isn’t always a bad thing but It’s hard to accept for an expat who has been brought up with different morals and values.

Kuwaiti Weddings and dress code

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Last year, I took my English grandmother to a party, we (my family (Kuwaiti side) explained to her that a nice skirt and a jacket just wouldn’t work. She needed to dress like a bridesmaid basically in the UK, to blend in….

We really go over the top here and I love it.
Think Kate Hudson in What A Man Wants, that dress is perfect for a formal dinner with the company back home in the UK but it just isn’t glitzy enough for here. Don’t think Jennifer Anniston in a pinstripe suit will work either, it won’t.

Advice to foreigners, if you are attending a Kuwaiti wedding, dress accordingly, think, The Oscars Red Carpet, yes, really. You might feel silly but trust me, not as silly as you will feel in your New Look platforms and Coast dress.

There are some marvellous tailors out here that can whip you up a dress in a week, if you don’t have that much time, I suggest the dress souk in Farwaniya, prices start from 40kd and go up as high as your mind can count. Personally, I wouldn’t spend more than 120-150 on a dress for a wedding party unless it was my sister in law or a close friend, you can find really pretty dresses for 40-80 with just as much sparkle as you need!

French Crêpes for Breakfast

This morning we had French Crêpes for Breakfast!
They were delicious and as usual we had them filled with Nutella- Kuwaiti style!

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Here’s the recipe I used.

1 egg
1 spoonful of caster sugar
1/2 teaspoon of vanilla extract
110 grams of flour
300ml of skimmed milk/ you can use full cream if you wish
A Pinch of salt.

If you want more of an eggy taste, you can add another egg.