Thursday, February 26, 2009

Mommy of the Year Blog Award

Actually I was feeling rather bored and didn't feel like writing anything at all, however I like to accept a challenge...yep, I consider this a challenge and somehow this would boost my morale which is pretty low nowadays...


I guess I'm still new at blogging and have a lot to learn from fellow bloggers who are full of life experiences that they willingly share with others. I follow the blogs silently with the exception of my Srikandi friends' blogs...which I sometimes made stupid remarks and hope to be clever...haha!



My Srikandi friend, TM posted this Mom of the Year blog award and chose 5 bloggers including moi for the award..Thanks Yatt, I must have done something good to deserve this. Ahem...I would like to thank my late mother for being a wonderful mom and hope I can live up to the expectation...I also like to thank my hubby for tolerating my temperament especially when I blew my top (naik angin)..and last but not least my source of inspiration...the 3 princesses...without whom this award would be meaningless....

Well guys the award came with a price...(no free meal right Yatt) and these are the rules to adhere to:


1. Admit one thing you feel awful about (involving being a mom). Once you have written it down, you are no longer allowed to feel bad. Remember you are a good mom!


2. List 7 things you love about your kids, you love doing with your kids, or that your kids love about you.


3. Send this to 5 other moms of the year that deserve a reminder that they too are the best moms that they can be. Remember to send them a note letting them know you have selected them, and also add a link to your post that directs people back to the person who nominated you.


So Yatt, I'll try my best to creatively give interesting answers so that you guys don't fall asleep reading this post...ok? Well, here goes nothing.....



The thing I feel awful about:

1. There're lots of things I feel awful about when it involves my kids...but I am the type of person who never really dwell in the past with scorn and regret. Anyway, I feel awful when I sometimes become impatient with the kids hence the yelling at the top of my lungs...I must admit I have a short fuse and am easily ignited...hehe! I keep on praying that I'll be more patient when dealing with them... (and Yatt, I do sometimes become like that "mom" on the Mom Song, hehe!...though not always...)



2. The 7 things: let me count the ways...


1. I love my children unconditionally and they love me the same...in their eyes I am their hero..and they are my heroes. I would do anything for them and the feeling is mutual.

2. Because they love me unconditionally...they love my cooking too...even if the food is bizzare?? Well, I love to concoct my own pasta creations using this and that and still manage to win rave reviews...hehe! But seriously I love cooking for them.

3. I love the fact that they are smart and funny children. They do a lot of self-study without having to go for tuitions..(the fact that the mom was a former teacher also helps...) and always get outstanding results. They became self reliant after studying in the international school in Sudan thus become more out-spoken and creative, not to mention great improvement in the English language. I am truly proud of them.

4. We share a lot of things, girl talks, school stuffs, everyday happenings and even when I was down in the dump or feeling sorry for myself or being under the weather, they are there to cheer me up always. Sometimes offering moral support, or simply by doing the household chores and fetching things for me when I was too weak to lift my aching body...they are my life..

5. I love watching them (and I mean literally). Each of them is unique with different talents and personalities. Yaya, the eldest is always responsible and serious, a hardworking and disciplined girl, and slowly blossoming into a great young lady. Mimi, the second one, a slow-coach but what a creative mind she's got, with no sense of time but once she put her mind to do something, it'll get done, although she likes to appear clueless, she's full of creative juices...And Lily, my sweet worrier, always caring and loving, a bit shy, but behind that exterior, a talented girl capable of melting your heart with her cute antics.

6. I love going out with them. Since my hubby is away, there're only 4 of us and we go out together often. Usually we went to a shopping complex nearby our housing area. Basically we like to watch movies and eat out when we go there. Then I would buy groceries and go home. (I don't really fancy shopping and neither do they. Once I had to buy trainers for them and what a drag it was having to shop from one store to another, but they were well-mannered and followed me quietly. I guess they didn't want to aggravate the tension I have everytime I go shopping. But I'm glad that's over...)

7. My kids look up to me. I try to inculcate high moral values and self-disciplines in all my children but one thing for sure I allow rooms for them to grow, to think, to explore and to enjoy what life has to offer. My late mother was very open-minded and supportive in every decisions I've made, therefore I want to instill that same kind of assurance to my children, letting them know that their mom is behind them every step of the way.



And the 5 deserving moms...( they are all working moms (all my Srikandi's friends) and I salute them for being super wonderful!!)





TM - You deserved the accolade dear... with you having 5 kids and a wonderful career and always manage to keep your weight in check *wink* what with you cooking delicious food :). You still look the same just like when I met you in Dayabumi years ago...(ingat tak?).


Lea - You also deserved this dear, what with being a busy career woman and having a wonderful business to boot. I pray you'll always be successful in your life, raising your 3 children and having a fantastic life with your hubby and family.


Tearose - Mother of 6...need I say more? Yong, you're an inspiration. A wonderful person with an aura of calmness and joyous demeanour. One feels that one can tell you anything. Keep it up.


Shana - You are one multi-faceted person who singled-handedly deal with many aspects of life. You are what they say...behind every sucessful man is his woman...and you depict grace and charm for every occasions...the sweet charming girl I used to know now has grown into a sophisticated lady...


Ins - You are the testimony of how great the tribulation life sometimes bring...you rise above the ocassion and go to greater heights. I am proud to have known you and learn from you.


So there you have it... I am just a simple person who prefers to spend my time with my hubby and kids. I get great joy having them with me all the time. I am afraid one day I have to let them go, but I pray to Allah that wherever they will be, they'll never forget their roots. Insya Allah.

Saturday, February 14, 2009

V is for Valentine

My Valentine memories were a mixture of surprises, elations and heartbreaks...well in a sense they were...While most couples celebrate Valentine's Day with chocolates and flowers, candlelight dinners and romantic nights, I never really care about this particular day until I met my hubby. Always full of surprises and I remember my first Valentine was when he surprised me with a vase of yellow roses beautifully arranged and a Hallmark card saying "Would you be my Valentine" and signed "Your Secret Admirer" delivered by FTD florist. (Of course I know it was from him...hehe!) In fact I wasn't the one accepting the bouquet but my roomate K Jo. I thought it was for her until she called my name...Hmm..never ever had an admirer before...

Well, for the first time in my life that day I gave some thoughts about Valentine's Day. Courting days were fun becoz' we were in the stage where we wanted to impress one another...Now after three daughters and almost 18 years of marriage, I don't really give a hoot anymore about Valentine's Day coz' I prefer to have everyday of my life being loved, cared for, being in the arms of loved ones and appreciating each other even for little things. And..my heartbreaks came when I was apart from my beloved, longing for each other so desperately..

I wish every married couples would spend everyday looking at each other's eyes and renew their love for one another by simply whispering sweet tender words that mean more than flowers and candies...And spend the days helping each other with household chores or simply vege-ing out in front of the telly and holding hands..wouldn't that be nice for a change?

We tend to take each other for granted after so many years that we forgot why we marry each other in the first place. Where were the flirtings that adorned our countless dates during those days of courting? What happened to us that we seldom look into each other's eyes anymore? Whatever happened to those tremors you felt in your heart when he made eye contact with you?

No doubt, the trials and tribulations of married life only make us wiser, that once we passed the greatest hurdle in our path, our life became more meaningful...How many of us managed to stay sane and persevere? And only hope for the better...if not best..

Most people celebrate Valentine's day filled with romantic notions and hopes. Cherish the love that we have and make it grow with more love and understanding and keep reminding ourselves about the great times we spent together, reminiscing but knowing life isn't all bed of roses, even roses have thorns...

Wish everybody Happy Valentine's Day and especially to my wonderful adoring children, your mommy loves you all very3 much in every waking moments. Muah..Muah..

To my darling, of course I'll always be your Valentine and you mine. Hope our days ahead will be filled with much more love and understandings.


"Our song"



On lighter notes:
"By all means marry; if you get a good wife you'll be happy; if you get a bad one you'll become a philosopher. " -Socrates

"Only two things are necessary to keep one's wife happy. First, let her think she's having her way. And second, let her have it." -Lyndon B. Johnson (US President)

Love is like the measles; we all have to go through with it." -Jerome K. Jerome

Sunday, February 8, 2009

The Mom Song

Guys...this is really cool. I was rofl-ing (O__o)...(sorry, this is my daughter's computer talk...well, I am not a digithead, so there). Hope anybody who happen to bump into this crazy journal would get a pleasant viewing for once...hehehe!

video

Thanks to my friend Ummi for sending me this really cool video...Enjoy guys!!!

Never an Open Book

It's almost a fortnight since my last crazy post. Actually I am beginning to have this writer's block...not much of a writer but I find that by writing it really helps me untangle this haphazard web of ideas that nested in my twisted mind...heh heh! Even my kids call me a weirdo..hmm..maybe I am.

I am not trying to be something I am not. In fact I'm happy with what I am. I must admit I don't do much networking or socializing coz' I prefer to stay at home, doing MY things...which is pretty much nothing..hahaha!

Sometimes the more you get to know a person the more you hate what he/she represents. Some people are just people person. Trust me, I'm not. My kids will give a testimony to that. I have this split personality complex that I really loathe and wish it wasn't in me. In the first impression, I will portray myself as agreeable and sociable, but believe me, I surely would distance myself away after knowing people for some time. It's not them...it's me. I always find it difficult to really be amiable all the time. I am always a loner...along the way I made acquaintances and get to know people. I never allow myself to be to close to others because I have this crazy and dumb notion that people would hurt you deep if you let yourself be an open book. By being mysterious and elusive, I would let people wonder what made me tick. I guess I was like this ever since I was small. While others play outside and had fun in the sun, I prefer to watch the documentaries by Transtel Cologne on the television or go to Sultan Ismail public library in JB and immerse myself in Enid Blyton's work.

I think by being the youngest, you don't have much to say coz' your elder siblings won't value your opinion much. Aww..what does she know..she's still a baby...blah..blah..blah. Well maybe they were right. So I found my escapism through books and documentaries where my reality collides with fantasy. I was in utopia, having the luxury to daydream and picturing myself as the primadonna in all the stories that I've read. Only my mom understood me...and let me be. People thought I was arrogant but I don't really care...coz' I know I'm not. It was apparent that I don't really know how to initiate a conversation. I always keep myself in familiar circles during gatherings or else I will be just a listener and let others do most of the talking. You can say that I am not the life of the party, that's for sure. I think for some inexplicable reasons, I am glad I am not... I don't want to be read thoroughly and be an anticlimax. Maybe I want people to keep on guessing and trying to figure out who the heck I am...maybe I thrive on being mysterious...even my hubby tend to read me wrong sometimes...I guess it was rather interesting to be dark and twisted. I don't envy straight-laced people. They're no fun...YEAH!!

Sometimes I feel that people read me wrong and jump to conclusion thinking the worst of me. That's unfair.. actually! However, I've learned to never let other's judgemental views bring me down..and so far so good. I've years of practice...hahaha! (I found out that humour can extend your life by a few years...what about dark humour, anyone?)