Lovely Goddess; Cause Life is Damn Beautiful

Well, there exist some people who think that raising a child or children is easy. Well, it’s not. It’s not like having a pet. It’s nothing like it at all. People only see the cute sides of babies and the parents are the ones who know the truth about how difficult things are. And no one can be fully prepared in order to raise a child. You get through it one step at a time and you are learning different things at the same time.  Who hasn’t had the experience of a screaming child in the car while you’re driving. And it’s driving the parents crazy and the tension keeps building up as the baby wont stop crying. Sometimes you need to pull over and comfort them and only to find out that they only want to sit on your lap which is an impossible task to do because you need to focus on driving. It’s crazy I’m telling you.  Sometimes, they cry for no reason. And it’s even more frustrating because they can’t talk. As a human being even though I’m a mother, i have my limits. Sometimes it is...

Lots of stories to tell yet no one is listening. But it’s okay. This is pretty much normal.  My baby boy, adam. He can’t stand if my husband and i would be goofing off and we raised our voice. He would jump in the middle and screamed and turned his head left and right showing disagreement. Sometimes he would hit me if he saw his daddy hit me. (Not till causing injuries. Read:goofing around) Just now that’s what happened. When he hit me, i pretended to cry. I showed him my sad face and kept on pretending. He suddenly stopped and looked guilty. He then made his whining cry and started to roll on the floor. I kept on pretending and then he came to me and hugged me. It’s a feeling i cant describe. Best moment ever. 

I uninstalled my whatsapp today. Cuz i was so freaking sad. What happened was, i was telling a friend of mine about my conflict and she only commented, haha.  To me it was sad. But how come it’s funny for her? And to reply haha and just that. Nothing else. I was there whenever she needed someone to listen to. And she wasn’t there. 

Alkisah hari ni, kami ada kenduri di kuala kangsar. So keluar rumah awal, breakfast pun di luar semua. And selamat tiba di destinasi lah. It was my husband’s ex yang kahwin sebenarnya. Tapi that was long long time ago. So macam lantak lah kan. Pergi sebab my in laws pun pergi. Jiran opah suami.  Bila dah tiba di destinasi, we all went lah dengan mak yang semua. Aku ambil nasi. Tapi nasi tu tak kena dengan selera aku sebab nasi tu ada jintan seketul². Like urgh. So aku tak habiskan nasi.  Habis kenduri kitorang lepak je dekat rumah opah suami. Lepak lama sangat. Mula nya plan nak ikut ke rumah opah cu. so kitorang tunggu la. Tunggu punya tunggu. Sampai aku pun naik kebas bontot sebab tak ada benda nak dibuat (line telefon pon takde oi; no service). I kept on pushing my husband. Bila nak gerak. Jom la. Tapi dia dok cakap sikit lagi. Aku pn hmmm jelah. Sabar lagi.  Then i asked opah lah. Opah nak pergi ke tak rumah opah cu? Then she said, tak pergi dah la sebab opah cu dah d...

I guess there is a silver lightning of differences between husband and wife.  Dah lama sebenarnya aku tak cuci master bedroom punya bilik air. I am taking my own pace sebenarnya. So lepas cuci i asked memang rasa puas hati la. Sebab segala kekotoran di dinding tu semua dah takde. Being a proud housewife kan i asked my husband la. Bersih tak bilik air? He was like, hm boleh la. Ehh whaaaatt?? The difference was huge I’m telling ya. Bukan lah sekotor kedai mamak tu tapi mata aku tetap nampak segala kekotoran di dinding. I guess my husband didnt see it sebab tu dia mcm tak leh nak beza sangat before and after. 🙄🙄🙄🙄🙄  Bagus jugak kan dia tak dapat detect. If not aku rasa every day kena cuci bilik air kalau husband aku clean freak. Nasib baik dia faham keadaan aku. Even rumah sepah i couldnt do anything dia still okay. Kadang² tu aku yg jadi bebal sebab rumah sepah. Bila aku dah mengamuk protest² tu baru lah suami aku kemaskan rumah. Haha. If not rasanya he wouldn’t do it. He ...

I am just too lazy to make the sugar caramel for this kuih. This is my first time and as usual, i dont follow the exact recipe. Main bedal je tapi okay la. My baby likes it. Semalam cuba buat yg ada gula tu. and i used my brown sugar, it caramelised so hard that it sticked to the plate and I couldn’t take it off. It had harden. And i cant be bothered to clean off scrape everything so i threw away the plate as well. Lol. 

To be honest, there is not one day passed by that i dont feel tired. When i am home, there is always something to do. It’s good. The endless chores. I guess it’s good because then i get to sleep soundly at night because i will be tired by 10 already.  Sometimes i wanna cry. Because even though i am married and i already have a kid that keeps me busy, at times i do feel lonely. I really need a friend who is willing to listen to all my stories. I know. That’s what husband do. But then trust me, it’s different when you rant to a guy and you rant to a girl. It’s just different. I guess that’s why i get super upset when ones I thought who are my friends didnt respond to all my little stories about my life. I really really do feel upset actually.  This is just another heart breaking story of mine.