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Forever. The Daughters.

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Last weekend I had The Visit from my parents. As usual, I’d be hoovering the place 2 hours prior to their grand arrival and getting the clean sheets in the guest bedroom. This time my younger sister tagged along together with her 2 year old son, Adil. I stocked the fridge with yogurt drinks for my dear nephew and loads of snacks for my sister. They love to eat. They’d be looking for food at midnight.

The main agenda for The Visit was actually to the Johor Premium Outlet (JPO). Although in the end, only my parents went. I didn’t think Hazeeq would enjoy being all cramped up in the car for 2 hours. Adil on the other hand was a handful. He’s like an energizer bunny on an automated recharge mode. He never gets worned out. So parents went on their date to JPO. My sister and I just shopped at the nearby Tesco for new clothes and scarves.

It was only later in the evening when the parents finally came back. We were in the middle of enjoying our tea with cekodok pisang when suddenly two big plastic bags fell on our laps. One each. My sister and I, both in our early 30s and late 20s, both earning our own paychecks, both have babies of our own were grinning cheekily at the Fossil shopping bag.

‘ooooooouhhhhh.. gifts!’

Immediately, it was like an edited scene out of Frozen as Princess Anna (my sister) and Queen Elsa (et moi) became super excited with our presents. They were both handbags of the same colour and size. The parents did not want us to fight over the colour of the bag. Not that we will pun , kan? he he..

Both of us were elated with the handbag and stuck to the rule. The rule of just saying a big hearty thank you and never ask why. Cause we know – in our parents eyes, we are forever their daughters.

Thanks Mom. Thanks Dad.

An act of romanticism ..

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When I was a student in Manchester, I once went on a trip to Stratford -upon-Avon, home of the famous English poet, William Shakespeare. Those who lived there always prides in how the town has remained the way it is since the 16th century. Unchanged, unmoved despite modern civilisation.

“If Shakespeare was to rise from the dead and come back, he wouldn’t get lost because this is how it has always been”

Much romanticism I must say. I decided to put on my own form of ‘romanticism’ at home as well.

Mr Husband has been outstationed for the past few days. He was on a course in Kuala Lumpur. I had wanted to take leave and follow suit – enjoying a short break and the amenities of the hotel but I had more engaging responsibilities. This time our son is entrusted in my care as opposed to the last time he was away in Jakarta. In Jakarta, Hazeeq was with him for 5 days.

When he came back from Jakarta’s last trip, I kind of reorganized our little room at the back of the house into Hazeeq’s playroom as a surprise. They were both elated. Macam sidak ang moh.. ada little nursery. As of now, I couldn’t think of a better home project. I supposed keeping the house the way it is, would be good enough. At least, my own Shakespeare won’t lose his way around the house when he gets home.

Romanticism at its best, huh. Hakikatnya, aku malas.

He ask, I answer

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Kids are plain confusing. I just can’t decide how I feel about them at times. There are moments when you love them to bits and just want to play with them for the whole day. And there are rare but definitive hours when you feel like asking them to shut up. And leave me alone. And stop peeking at me while I shower.

Hazeeq is at an age where he loves to ask questions. I sometimes wonder is it because he is that smart and inquisitive or he’s just being plain annoying. He likes to ask ” why this and that “. And if I don’t respond appropriately, he’d complain and say “mummy cakaplah betul2”. Like.. omg.. how am I going to top that.

Recently, he is really into this Tim Burton’s Corpse Bride movie. He calls it cerita kakak biru. Since it’s fiction, obviously things are unreal thus not compatible to real life situations. It gets more difficult in trying to explain things like;

“kenapa kakak mati”

“kenapa mata kakak cabut masa nangis”

Sometimes a question is asked repetitively despite the answer given. I almost felt like I’m a contestant on Super Spontan playing that bell game. Ya know.. where the players have to give a different response to the same scenario when the bell rings.

It gets more challenging on weekends when you have more hours to spare for a movie marathon. That’s when I have to be creative in submitting my answers to My Curious One. Ha ha. As of now, I shall collect my thoughts and organize my information while doing a bit of laundry as I wait for my boy to rise from his slumber..

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Making a conscious decision. To celebrate life.

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Matin is still our baby brother although he is already in Form 6 AND  is an uncle of 2 mischievous nephews!!  Ha ha. My brother was honestly trying to save his cake from getting squashed by the 2 very riant toddlers. Lighting a candle and singing a birthday song was not even possible but not that Matin wants it anyway. Ha ha.

We bought his cake from Berry’s bakery which is as nice as ever. Not too sweet and the cake comes in a cute box packaging with square-ish plastic bag. He wanted a classic Blackforrest, so there we have it.

Food was simple. All boys love Domino Pizza. And most importantly there wasn’t much dishes to do afterwards. He he. I am glad to have agreed with Mr Husband for the trip back to my parents this weekend. God knows if I would be free if we had chosen to go during that other intended week. Especially with so many impromptu weekend programmes popping up inconveniently.

Carpe Diem! 

A normal everyday

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Words fail me in describing exactly how I feel at the moment. I am just glad that things and people are at where they should be – here, back to normal. 

Mr Husband and Hazeeq was on a mini trip to Jakarta – Bandung recently to attend a relatives wedding. I haven’t been to Jakarta and although I was very keen to follow suit, I felt that my ‘service’ is greatly needed at the workplace with other colleagues on leave and all. After all, my leave to Phuket was approved earlier so I don’t see the need to go for another oversea trip. bagi chance kat orang lain plak cuti.. 

So I was thrilled to have them back in my arms after 5 miserable days. I had no idea I was capable of missing them this much. I was raised in a family where parents going outstation is a norm. In other words, being away or being far from each other is normal. But when my 2 boys were gone, no matter how hard I tried to occupy myself with work, once I am rested in bed in the silence of the night – I couldn’t help thinking ‘What are they doing?’ ‘Are they well tonight?’

I kept myself busy at home as well. I managed to rearrange Hazeeq’s play corner. Got a new shelf and stuff and organized his legos and toys into different categories. My parents also scavenged the store room at their house to see if they could find some handover toys for this grandson. Indeed, they did. He is now the heir of my play tree, my tree house with no roof and a shoe house with no walls and roof.

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I myself got a gift from Mr Husband – many pairs of blouse for work and leisure!! Wahahaha.. thank god I didn’t go shopping last weekend for new clothes as now I have many new sets of work attire to last for the whole week.

I am a happy wife who is glad my everyday is normal again.