Thursday, February 9, 2017

Same problem every year: don't know what to get for my dear husband's birthday.

Anyway...
I have been having bouts of burst tears lately, it makes me think whether I am pregnant again. Haha. My husband doesn't think so, but I have to check, just in case.

Anddd...I'm kinda involved in a case of a mother who was about to sell her baby...I'm so angry because I feel like I need to save the babies, but the babies are actually going to good homes...I also feel like I need to save the mothers, but they are all doing it willingly, for the money...

The only way is to stop the demand. But, there will always be couples who are desperate for babies.

So, yeah, my drama of the week.

Monday, February 6, 2017

Watched a video about refugees- mother and son got separated in order to live.

I can't imagine myself going through such ordeal. Me, not knowing how to contact my children, not knowing whether they are alive or not, not knowing whether I can ever meet them again...?

It's as worst as dying.

Oh, Allah, protect us all.

Saturday, January 28, 2017

Define sedeqah.

Me: Abang, I tengah lunch dekat Restoran XXX. Haha. Kerja sini kena guna banyak duit.
Husband: Tak apa, sedekah.
Me: Sedekah? Hari-hari makan luar. Tak boleh nak save duit!
Husband: Makan dekat luar tu, kira sedekah lah...

One of the reasons why I love him is the way he views certain situations which are different from me.
I need that. I need someone who opens my mind.
Hi!
During year end sales, I started browsing Instagram. As you know, I had been avoiding Instagram because I felt I already spend so much time on Facebook, I didn't need another distraction. Unfortunately, I succumbed because a lot of those Hijabista sales were more active on Instagram.

(I kan on the way to be more syariah compliant now)

Anyway, I'm regretting right now. Because I stumbled the lives of the rich and fabulous, and I'm looking at myself like...Errr...

Haha.

I still don't have a single post on Instagram though, because my life is not so exciting, duh...

So, what's been going on?
Well, I have quite a number posts as drafts, all half-written, because I usually wait until the kids go to bed, but by that time, I would end up too sleepy to write. Haha. Typical mom problem.

I work in a new place! I serve the so-called elites now. So far, it has been okay. But the stress...
After a month long at home (another story), I keep comparing how happier I was at home, how more organized the kids were...At least, at home I don't get to be all stressed up to prepare slides for meetings, write reports etc.

I'm sure there are different kinds of stress being a housewife, but you don't have datelines, don't you?

Enough of that.

What else...
Hmmm...My husband bought a handbag for me, yeay, because I like it.

And I am really looking forward for our holiday in April! Yeay!

Oh, my firstborn is still not in school because I wasn't scouting since I thought we would be in my husband's hometown! Sekali tengok-tengok, dapat kerja sini pulak. Habis spoil semua plan, but indeed Allah is the best planner.

Hhmmm...Itu je kot. Bebel lagi nanti...Bye!

Wednesday, December 28, 2016

Ya Allah...I initially wanted to write about something else. But I just read the dreaded e-mail.

Ok. I don't even know what I am feeling now.

Saturday, December 24, 2016

Checked my son's temperature and it's 39 degrees celcius. Mind you, that's using the cheap thermometer, the strip that you place on the forehead. I'm pretty sure the accurate measurement is higher.

The good thing is, he's still active. I diluted his medicine in his drink, but he didn't finish it. Since, he's already fast asleep, I put a tablet up into his ass. So, now, I'm waiting for him to cool down a bit.

My son is so prone to fever and febrile fit. He would get fever every 2-3 months. Once he gets the congested nose, it would take about 2 weeks to completely recover. He seriously takes after his Daddy.

My second born is like me. Rarely gets sick. Even though she's a baby, she didn't get fever that high. She also had runny nose yesterday, but she's already better today! Must be the same bug, since they are together all the time, but different immune system.

My son sleeps hugging his Daddy, literally under his ketiak. Besides rubbing Vicks onto my son's chest, I also put some under my husband's armpit, haha. Hopefully, my son could breathe better. My husband is not aware, but he's gonna be confused tomorrow- why is his left trunk feel sticky.

My husband came last Tuesday. I didn't tell the children that he's coming home. I was putting Baby H to sleep. Abang K was with his cousin in their grandmother's room.

I wish I recorded the look on Abang K's face when he barged into my room, whispering loudly (because Baby H was sleeping, but Abang K was really excited)-
Mommy! Mommy! Daddy datang! Daddy datang!
(He saw the car from my Mother's window)

He was running, jumping, so excited and happy...
The noise woke Baby H up too.

Abang K quickly ran downstairs and helped me look for the key.

I pretended, "Betulke Daddy? Orang lain kot...Macam mana Abang K tahu?"

That put him off a bit. Plus, my husband didn't immediately went out from the car. "Mana Daddy?"

Then, he saw my husband and the joy burst! He salam and kissed and hugged his father. Such genuine love...

He suddenly had so much energy, giggling, talking, running and jumping, exactly like an excited puppy seeing his favourite mailman. Haha. So cute.

The little girl was smiling too. She recognized my husband immediately and wanted him to carry her.

Aaahhh...I'm blessed.

But my husband is leaving again tomorrow.

And...I just checked my son- He is not so hot anymore. Lega sikit, I boleh tidur...

Monday, December 19, 2016

I think I'm such an introvert, that it bugs me when the item I want is not available online.

DM/ PM/ Whatsapp...
Stock baru sampai...Hanya terdapat di butik...

No! I just want to choose and pay myself! Why can't you create an online shop! Why can't you put the available stocks online!

I'm annoyed because I can't buy that item today. Just because I am too stubborn to Whatsapp that number.

Sunday, December 18, 2016

Yesterday, Mother was assessed by doctors from two different centres.

It turned out that her condition isn't too serious, thank God.

Anyway, I'm glad that even though it was a bit of a scare, Mother went through a pleasant experience. From the way she talked, I know the doctors treated her well. She kept praising them. The procedures went smoothly.

The first one, didn't even charge her- totally FOC.

I suspect it's because Mother mentioned that one of us siblings is a doctor. Mother usually doesn't tell, unlike my Arwah Father, he would tell whenever he had the chance.

Mother deserves to be treated nicely. I think she is blessed. She is a nice lady and she has been consistently and steadily improves her ibadah. I wish I could become like her.

I hope Allah will always protect my parents.

I must always give good service to my clients, if not the best, so people would treat my parents nicely. I don't care if people treat me badly, just not my parents, Mother especially, since she's the one who is still alive. Sebab dia memang orang baik-baik.

I just wanna say...If I did good, and Tuhan nak balas dengan kebaikan to me, I pray that my reward goes to her instead. That's how I much love and appreciate her.

Wednesday, December 14, 2016

I can't bring myself to watch videos about Syria. Actually, I probably watched only one or two short videos since the war started.

I feel so bad that I can't do much to help.

At the same time, I'm grateful that my kids don't have to go through it.

I pray for you.
I've spent the last few days melayan a 3-year-old and a 9-month-old.

Baby H is a good girl. She's the typical second child who is loved and so well behaved. She's at that age when she is easily distracted and I could give her to the maid whenever I want to. She's fine. My maid can feed her and make her nap.

Abang K is older, hence, he has his own opinions. He NEVER lets the maid do anything to him. So, dia melekat je lah dengan I. I make him take his bath, feed him, play with him, talk to him...

I think I'm a good mother in terms of layaning my children (not so good in other areas).

I always answer my son's questions no matter how ridiculous his questions are, no matter how many times he asks. I play pretend with him. I take interest in what his current obsessions are- trains, Thomas and his friends, we watch videos on Youtube on repeat and he laughs at the same old jokes.

Just now, I took a shower.
Wow, I am amazed that I'm so patient with him. This wasn't me years ago.

Then, I thought:
He better take good care of me when I'm old and have dementia or Alzheimers. He better be patient with me and answer my questions. When I forget, he has to remember that I used to entertain his silly questions over and over again.

Now, I understand when my husband keeps reminding my son when bringing him to the mosque:
"Nanti, bila Daddy dah tua, Abang K pulak kena bawa Daddy pergi masjid ye..."