It was a very busy, very difficult Ramadan for me. I worked three weeks straight without a day off until the Friday before Eid, barely stepping into my neighborhood musallah all month. I lost around five pounds, putting me to my thinnest since I got married, and yet I’m as out of shape as ever – what’s up with that? As always though, the month is filled with its own blessings. On the work front, I got my contract renewed for the next three years, so they can’t get rid of me before September 2012, inshallah. My wife fasted all month, despite her advanced pregnancy. KakNgah finished reciting the Quran, which she had been slowly plugging away on since first grade. Now we owe her a Khatam Quran celebration. KakYang fasted all month except for two days, when her kindergarten buddies drank in front of her, breaking her resolve. KakUda was the big surprise, fasting four days at the tender age of five, setting the record for the sibs thus far. Meanwhile, every day when I came home, KakAndak would announce to me that she was fasting… as she sucked on her bottle. Puasa! Don’t say she tak puasa!! I hope you all had a blessed month.