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Friday, April 19, 2013

The Neneks

My kids call their great grandmothers Nenek, which should have been Tok Nek - just because Nenek is easier to say.

 

I had a bit of a struggle explaining to Imtiyaz why Nenek means grandmother but he is calling his mum’s grandmother as Nenek too. He wouldn’t accept if the answer was, “just because we want you to call them that” kinda thing.

 

Fast forward, he went,

 

“Oooo… I get it. Great Grandmother means Nenek yang Hebat! That’s why!”

 

Until now, I’m not quite sure whether he really got it or not.

 

 

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Wednesday, April 10, 2013

The Doa

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Today, in the car, the boy said he wants to pray for Babah because Babah has an assessment at work.

 

“O Allah, please make it easy for Babah and let him have good grades. I pray for him to be the best father anyone could ever have. Ameen.”

 

 

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Monday, April 8, 2013

The Biggest Gift

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Sharing.

Words can’t describe what I felt when I went downstairs on a Saturday morning and found the boy folding clothes all alone. He doesn’t do proper folding of course, but he tried. I’ve never asked him to fold before, but he does help sometimes and I have showed him how to do it.

 

So after a big “Thank You” and “May Allah Bless You” and a huge hug, I told him I would continue from there. I had to hide my tears, of course.

 

He now washes his own dishes too at home, complete with wiping the wet sink area right after. All done on his own will.

 

He observed, and he observed well. When asked why he did it, he sincerely said he didn’t want me to be too tired.

 

Bless him, and I can’t thank You enough, Ya Allah!

 

 

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Thursday, April 4, 2013

Girly Girl

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“I want inai too, SIti!”

She’s 27 months old and already showing the obvious traits of a girl. Thankfully not picky about clothes yet (or maybe she just agrees with my choice), demands for lipstick all the time (I only put on lip balm for her), wants kesume (perfume) when going out, and loves to put on sunglasses even when it’s not hot.

 

Talks very well and only have problems pronouncing “L” and “V”. We had fun asking her to pronounce Louis Vuitton the other day. It’s Youi Bitto, yo!

 

So until you get your pronunciation right, no Youi Bitto for you (and mama), dear.

 

 

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Monday, March 11, 2013

The Mentality

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One day, while a man and a boy was waiting for the train to head to school, they were approached by a woman probably in her 40s.


(Translated)
Woman : This boy goes to K******* school right? (judging from the boy’s uniform)

 

Man : Yes.

 

Woman : I heard the school is expensive, and you are willing to pay so much! I don’t think you are earning a 5-figure income, because if I earned that much, I would not be taking the LRT. I would have driven a Mercedes, at least.

 

The man kept on smiling. Not angry, but amused. The woman seemed so naive and doesn’t seem like she’s mocking. Narrow-minded. maybe. Life seems to be a straightforward journey for her – you have money, you won’t take the public transport. You have money, you’ll spend on cars. You take the LRT, you’re poor, you don’t have a car, and you have to work extra extra hard just to send you child to a good school. Simple thoughts, isn’t it?

 

Little did she know that life is about choices.

 

The man was thankful it was him that the woman talked to. Not some other man who might feel threatened and starts yelling ugly words at her. The man was also thankful that his decision to make use of the public transport has taught him so much.

 

I’ll just pray for the woman’s safety.

 

 

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Monday, February 25, 2013

Of Frustration Sometimes

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I get frustrated and angry sometimes, when parents who claim their children are everything to them, can’t even ensure their kids are not hungry. What more, to sit and wait with them until they finish their meal.

I get frustrated and angry sometimes, when parents who claim their children are everything to them, can spare a lot of time for their own activities, me-time whatsoever, but can’t find the time to entertain their kids (and activities).

I get frustrated and angry sometimes, when parents who claim their children are everything to them, feels other parents are not as busy as them – thus more time for their children. Unlike them.

I get frustrated and angry sometimes, when parents who claim their children are everything to them, hardly look up from their smartphones when their children are talking or showing things to them.

I get frustrated and angry sometimes, when parents who claim their children are everything to them, only buys toys for their children but does not play together with them.

 

Not blaming, Not judging. For I too, am guilty sometimes. Dear God, please, please, please let all parents become responsible parents, because we all know, in the current world it is so easy to do things just to be published or instagrammed.

 

 

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Tuesday, February 12, 2013

The Children





















It has been a while since I last update about the kids. The abang, in his second year of school, has started to show some signs of maturity and concern over matters in school. He comes home every day telling me of a classmate that seems to purposely want to annoy him, giving nasty comments on everything that he does, and making faces at him whenever possible. He asked why some people have to act like that, and why he is the target.


Tough to answer, but I told him there's so many reasons why people act a certain way, but we can never be sure. Told him to just ignore, which he said he did, but he'd like to talk about it with us. I'm super glad he did because these small things might affect his self esteem in the future. He seems okay though, still participating well in class, and can brush off most of the nasty comments coming from the boy. I guess some boys are more matured than the rest, and make those less mature ones their easy target. I can understand why Imtiyaz is an easy target though. He doesn't fight back, he can ignore and do his own things (which I think annoys that boy back), he speaks more english than most kids at school and when he speaks Bahasa Melayu it does sound a little funny, and I know kids like to pick on things like that to make fun of.


Oh well. Kids will be kids, but as long as he keeps on talking about it with us, I think he's good. Apart from that, he still enjoys school and hated having to miss school. Every time I pick him up from school now, I have to delay my arrival time to about 15-20 minutes because he wants some time to play before going home.


Hanan, on the other hand is enjoying being a big girl now. She talks non-stop, and her Bahasa Melayu and English is getting pretty impressive. A whole sentence, and of course she imitates her abang's way of talking. She loves to sing, can count from 1 - 20 with some missing numbers along the way, a little left behind in the Disney Junior world because the abang has converted to Disney XD so you can imagine the kind of shows she watches. She doesn't eat much now, losing a little weight too but I think thats okay since she's always been on the chubby side. She loves the outdoors and can even recognise the road heading to the park. Every time we pass by the route, she'll say "We go jogging okay?" She is also a little garang, scratching and pulling her abang's glasses just for fun, pulling the other little boy's hair at the babysitter's whenever she has the chance. Let's hope she'll grow out of it ;)


Signing off now to go run up and down the staircase a bit. Too lazy to change and join hubs jog outside. I need to slip in some form of exercise whenever I can!