In His Time

We are supposed to got to the market this morning but hubby did not come home. He slept at the shop. Oh well, got to wait till Tuesday then.

The maid lives in a brick house. We live in a wooden house. Has a car and her hubby has his own business. I think she is more well off then me. She told us that she is here for the experience. Knowing her background, I don’t feel nice asking her to do much. Am putting myself in her shoe.

Why is she humbling herself to be a servant? Why did God sent her here? Thank God that He sent her here. If she was with other family, sure kena kerja teruk teruk one!

MIL and the maid arrived home around 7.40pm last night. It was a relief seeing them. Especially the maid. Not that I am not happy to have MIL back home but am happier with the maid around.

This maid is not from a poor family. A Christian from Manado, Indonesia. She studied until 17 years old, that’s equivalent to Form 5 here. She celebrated Christmas every year with turkey and Christmas tree. I think the last I had turkey for Christmas was 3 years ago! She has most electrical items in her house there. So it was a breeze teaching her on what to do. Gave her a list of the basic house chores schedule.

She told me that she wakes up at 5am everyday. I told her, 5.30am would be fine. This morning I was awaken by my son’s milk call at 5.30am and the maid, Yulin has not wake up yet. Oh well, maybe she’s tired from the travelling yesterday. After finish feeding my boy, I heard the back door being open. She woke up.

I did not continue my sleep as there are a few things that I need to show her the how-to. While waiting for her to finish sweeping and mopping, I prepared my son’s meal, boil water, taw the fishes, cook rice, wash blanket (just dump in the washing machine) and hang my laundry.

I hope that she will be a blessing to the family.

A burden liften up.

Oh ya, I asked her to get all the frogs out from the house. Instead of just catching and throwing them outside, she hit it with the broom and packed it in a plastic bag! Poor frogee.

“Breakfast, breakfast, come and get your breakfast.”

The above is a line from Cinderella cited by Belle whenever she feeds the chicken. She enjoys it so much when the chicken crowded around her.

If you have watch Cinderella before, she has a few mice friend. Belle will pretend that the mice are there with her and gives some corn to them also. “They you are.” *throw some corn to her imaginary mice*

No chicken around Clarissa coz she will catch them whenever they come near her! hehe.

“Belle, do you want to go to Mama’s house?”
“Don’t want Mommy, I like to stay at home.”
“Why?”
“Wait Mama scold Mommy?”
“Why Mama scold Mommy?”
“Because Annabelle and Clarissa and Barnabas naughty!”

I felt so frustrated that I don’t have my blogroll. Mandrake, please help ASAP.

I felt so frustrated coz I cannot leave any comment in most of the blog I read. Especially from blogspot.

I felt so frustrated that I cannot blog in my blogspot.

I felt so frustrated with my life at this point of time.

When I did my online search on homecook food for babies, I came across butternut squash . I was wondering what it is, so I googled it. Oh…it is another type of pumpkin. I don’t think we have it here.

Worth it.

DOs:
1. Let them drink WARM water as often as possible to help clear the phlegm and the throat irritation.

So far, this is all I can think about…will add more when it comes.

We arrived at BIL’s house in Shah Alam at 12.15noon. Just in time for the steamboat lunch. We left at 9.20pm.

MIL and the maid is coming home on Friday!!!! Must start preparing her schedule already.

On this day, a child is born and he is Jesus. That is the reason for Christmas. The birth of our saviour.

Anyway, the family will be gathering with MIL at Shah Alam tomorrow. My children is so excited about the gift exchange. Especially Belle. For this year, she understands more.

MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE!!!