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  • My AI Stack as a Writer, Mother, and Digital Creator

    My AI Stack as a Writer, Mother, and Digital Creator

    A family cycling day, children home from school, revision, school runs—and somewhere between all of that, I still get to write and build. This is the AI stack that has quietly become part of my life as a writer, mother and digital creator, not to replace the work or the stories, but to help me…

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  • Building SP: My Day While Taking Google’s AI Course

    Building SP: My Day While Taking Google’s AI Course

    While taking Google’s AI for App Building course, I started building SP: My Day — a gentle wellness app shaped as much by motherhood and ordinary family life as by what I was learning about AI. Somewhere between swimming lessons, doctor appointments, family soccer, Malay revision and sleeping through a movie, I realised exactly what…

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  • I Never Wanted to Become a Tech Person

    I Never Wanted to Become a Tech Person

    I never wanted to become a tech person. I was a writer, a mother and a storyteller. But somewhere between using AI to plan a home for four children and four cats, and eventually building my own apps, I realised something: I didn’t need a new identity. I just needed more tools.

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  • How I Built Three AI Apps as a Writer, Not a Programmer

    How I Built Three AI Apps as a Writer, Not a Programmer

    I wasn’t trying to become a programmer. I was a mother manually tracking my children’s prayers when I decided to try an AI app builder. That one experiment became Little Sprout Ibadah, Qamari and SP: My Day—and changed how I understood what a writer could build.

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  • I Bought This Book Because I Wanted Someone to Challenge My Thinking About Money

    I Bought This Book Because I Wanted Someone to Challenge My Thinking About Money

    There are generally two kinds of books I buy. The first are books that reinforce what I already know. The second are books that challenge the way I think. Take Back Control of Your Money by Dawn Cher fell into the second category or at least, I hoped it would. I don’t remember exactly where…

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  • Before The Internet Became Performance

    Before The Internet Became Performance

    I sometimes miss the internet before it felt like a stage. Not because it was perfect. It wasn’t. The internet has always had its strange corners, awkward moments, and questionable decisions. But I miss the version of it where most of us weren’t thinking about an audience. We weren’t building personal brands. We weren’t trying…

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  • We Were The Last Generation To Remember Both Worlds

    We Were The Last Generation To Remember Both Worlds

    Sometimes I wonder if we were the last generation to live two completely different childhoods. The first was mostly offline.The second slowly moved online.And somehow, we grew up in both. When I was a child, the internet wasn’t woven into everyday life. It was something you visited. You sat in front of the family computer.…

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  • The Bed I Couldn’t Wait to Get Back

    The Bed I Couldn’t Wait to Get Back

    There was a time when I could not wait for my bed to belong to me again. I wanted to stretch my legs without hitting a small body. I wanted to turn from one side to the other without waking someone. I wanted to sleep without an arm trapped beneath a child’s head, without tiny…

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  • I Started Building Things Because I Couldn’t Find Them

    I Started Building Things Because I Couldn’t Find Them

    For the longest time, I thought the projects I was working on had very little to do with one another. • SimplyPlanned.• Diari Maryam.• An AI sidekick.• Ummilennial Scrapbook. On the surface, they look like completely different ideas. One is a collection of practical resources for families. Another is a middle-grade novel. One explores artificial…

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  • What a Noise Complaint Taught Our Family About HDB Living

    What a Noise Complaint Taught Our Family About HDB Living

    Our first matrimonial home—the home where we first took root as a family—was a second-floor BTO. For years, one of the things we were quietly grateful for was that there was no neighbour living directly below us. We never had to think too deeply about the sound of little feet running through the house, toys…

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