In His Time

Last night, I went out to buy cake and bread for breakfast with Belle.
The moment we stepped out from the cake shop, it was raining quite heavily.
We ran to the car. Got ourself a lil bit wet.
In the car…

Belle: Mommy, it is raining. Go out must bring Uncle Bella.
Me: Huh? Uncle Bella???
Belle: There at the back of the car.
Me: Ohhhh…that’s Umbrella!
hehe

Belle woke up in the wee hour calling “Mama”
I said, “Yes”
Belle replied, “I call Mama!”
In my heart, “Ok, fine!”
A lil while more, she called me, “Mommy, I want milk!”
I told her, “Go call your Mama!” Back to slumber land I went. Mwahahaha.

My Mom: Belle mandi (bathe)
Belle: Annabelle not ok (yesterday I told her that she’s having fever so she cannot bathe)
My Mom: Not ok, drink medicine.
Belle: Annabelle ok already (ran away from my mom)

Me: You don’t want to bathe, cannot go shopping.
Belle: Walk to the bathroom and went into the bathtub.
Me: Wash her hair.
Belle: You don’t scratch my head.
Me: Mommy not scratching, Mommy is rubbing.
Belle: You don’t rub my hair.
Me: Decided not to respond to her. It will be never ending with all her don’ts!
Belle: Mommy!
Me: Annabelle!
Belle: You don’t call “Annabelle”
Me: You don’t call “Mommy”
Belle: Mama! (my mom was there too!)

I have 2 types of patient. One will sleep when she’s not feeling well, the other will cry and wanting to be carried until she falls asleep. The first is Belle and later, Kiki.

I had a sleepless night coz Kiki temperature did not go down to normal even after giving her the medicines. It just went down slightly but she sleeps thru. I keep on getting up checking of her temperature. At 4am this morning after her temperature was kinda high so I insert the pill thru her rectal. Within half hour, she’s better and I finally managed to sleep a bit.

Belle was ok in the evening and before bedtime, so I did not give her any medicine. However, when I got up at 4am to check on Kiki, Belle is also having a temperature but she refused to take any medicine, she told me that she is ok. Asked for milk and back to sleep for her. She even have time to apologise for accidently kicking me as I was about to lie down beside her. “Sorry, Mommy”.

Update (28/03): Went home for lunch, mom told me that Kiki had a very high temperature just now. Cried for almost an hour. She’s better now after taking Belle’s fever syrup.

I have been lacking sleep since 2 Saturdays ago when Kiki was having cough. Now, my body is failing on me. Took half day off from office last Friday to rest. Got me a lil bit better. On Saturday night during church service, I was experiencing cold and cough. Was not able to sleep well on the next day due to the humid weather. Today, took half day off again to rest. Slept for 3 hours. I feel much better now.

While having dinner just now, my mom phoned. Asking me to send her to the clinic coz she’s purging. Brought Belle along. Upon arriving the clinic, carried her out of the car coz she’s sleeping. Her body was very warm. Get the doctor to examine her and her temperature is 39′C! Now she’s sleeping and Kiki is restless coz no one is playing with her. Keep pointing to the door saying “frog”.

Hubby is with her now, bringing her for a night walk, watching the frogs hopping around catching insects.

Save me RM500++ of buying a playhouse for Belle.

Took some rejected cartons from work and hubby built the playhouse for Belle. See how happy she is. She took her nap in there, drank her milk there, watch tv with daddy from inside there and even wanted to sleep in it during bedtime!

As I arrived to my mom’s for lunch, Kiki greeted me. I picked her up and kissed her soft cheek. Then I asked her to kiss me. She kissed me on my lips then without being told or taught, she stroke my left cheek with her soft palm saying “Sayang” and then repeating the same on my right cheek.

Awww…Mommy Sayang you very much also….Muakkkk.

The last time I bake muffins was in August last year. Let me count how many months…Sept, Oct, Nov, Dec, Jan, Feb. Wow, that’s almost ½ a year ago.

I bake some of them yesterday because of my Kiki. Well, she has phlegm and coughing for the past few days so I tried to cut down on her milk intake especially before bedtime. She vomited on the mattress last Saturday night due to too much coughing. Messy and very tiring…she only dozes off again at 2am after much playing. Yup, vomit, woke up, play then sleep. Mommy has to accompany her. Belle and Daddy slept like a log!

For the past few days, she has been eating bread for supper, no milk. Yesterday, I decided to bake some muffins for her. Went to my mom’s place to fetch my girls. Runs thru the fridge. There’s yogurt, one day expired. Only one day, never mind. It’s yogurt anyway. A box of fresh milk, going to expire on the 24th. Half bar (125g) of Irish unsalted pure butter and lots of egg. I required one egg only. Great! All I need is there. Save my money. Hehe.

Arrived home, straight away prepare it with the help of Belle. While hubby help to look after Kiki who was playing at the swing.

I wasn’t sure the type of flour I’m having whether it’s All Purpose Flour or Self-Raising Flour so I just let Belle add in 3 tsp of Baking Powder. Crossed my finger and hope it rise.

The muffins rose beautifully. PTL! Kiki heard me saying “beautiful” and she is able to pronounce it exactly! Later she pointed at the oven and said “beautiful”. Then I told her that’s not beautiful, those are muffins! She said “affins” Hmm…is it more difficult to pronounce muffins than beautiful? I wonder.

Well, she ate one whole muffin by herself. Refused to let Belle feed her. Wanted to hold one muffin by herself. Later I went around the house picking up her droppings.

I am surrounded with so many death news of people that I know just within this week.

Today, got news that my lady boss’ father passed away last night. So they will be away from the office for this whole week. They were away for a holiday last week. My Operation Manager (my lady boss younger brother) just told me that his father wanted to eat stew pork with yam and he will try to get it last night. I wonder whether the father get to taste it before he pass away.

Yesterday, my neighbour’s daughter who was just a month older than Belle passed away due to lung complication. I felt so sad that I cried, I can feel how the mother must have felt.

Yesterday also, another man from our kampung passed away. My father knows him.

The day before yesterday (Monday), 2 funeral services. One is David’s aunt who lived opposite our house and another, our church member’s mother. Both due to old age and sickness.

If I’m not mistake of the day, last Sunday was another funeral service in my kampung of a man who is also related to us (kinda far). He was my mom’s age, 50 plus. Died due to diabetes.

Imagine this…

Me with my torn t-shirt, uncombed hair and looking haggard. Messy bedroom. Husband not at home.

The once-upon-a-time guy that liked me and wanted to take me as his wife came to the house with his wife, mother, sister and children.

My girls were in the bedroom, playing. He went to my unkept bedroom and pick up Clarissa who willingly settled in his arm. I was “Oh No!” Quickly walk to my bedroom, brought Belle out and closed the door. How embarrassing!

His has a very sweet and pretty young girl, 8 years old and a 4 years old handsome boy with 2 dimples. Do I regret not marrying him and have those children? Nah… Although he is good looking but I don’t think I can live with a guy who is very very very talkative, self-centered and vain. Perempuan pun kalah.

I knew him since primary school. I always treated him as an older brother. We met again after Form 5 and at that time I was working (during the school holiday) in a restaurant with David. We like each other (David and me) but not known by others. This guy is David’s good friend. He told David that he wanted to tackle me and have asked his parent’s permission to do so! Like, “Mom, you know this person’s daughter, so and so, is it okay if I date her?” Since my family has kinda good reputation in the community (ahem), they gave the permission.

My dear David did not tell him about our relationship and told me to give him a chance and just go out with him! Just because he kept pestering David. So I went out with him once and he kept talking and talking and talking about himself and got myself bored. That was the first and last time. After that I kept on pestering David to tell him about us. He got angry at David for snatching “his girlfriend” I was like, “Aiek, when did I ever become your girlfriend?” Like that also got ah? tsk tsk tsk.

Anyway, after sometime, we are still friend.

Oh ya, I was surprised that his mother remembered my name. Yesterday, was the first time I meet her face to face and chat. She must be thinking, “I almost got her as my DIL and thank God it did not happen” after seeing me yesterday! hehehe.