Tell me if it's easy or not to stay near a school. Easy in a sense that it's close to home, so close that we can easily walk to school without breaking out into a sweat (almost!). But sometimes I envy those people who have to endure traffic jams sitting in their cars swearing at other drivers making illegal U-turns in the comfort of their leather seats.
Here I am walking to school with BOTH my kids in the rain.
Let's count a little. I have IN TOTAL 2 hands. But crossing two main roads are 2 kids, 1 adult, 3 umbrellas and 1 trolley bag. If I am in need of something like laundry detergent from the nearby store, I have to add a heavy plastic bag crossing the roads. And then let's add soaked shoes, soaked pants, kids waving their umbrellas about because they don't have the strength to keep the umbrella upright when a big truck zooms past or when there's a bit of wind in the air.
Walau-eh! Not very easy, you know!
Sorry to say this lah but sometimes being a father is FREAKING MUCH EASIER than being a mother! Am I stressed? Am I frustrated? Am I in the mood to blow up a huge monumental building...OH YES, you bet I am! I feel like feeding weed killer to the bloody renovators upstairs because they have been knocking and drilling for more than a month and the noise is driving me bananas. What could they be building up there that is taking F*****G forever?
Anyway, made it safely back home (amidst all that drilling and knocking) through the rain. Why does it have to rain whenever it's time for school or coming back from school? Why can't it rain in the morning when we're all in slumberland and then QUIT IT when we're awake!!!!????
Don't tell me to leave the younger son at home alone whenever I send the elder one to school because I can imagine what other parents are going to say about how stupid a mother is to leave a 5-year-old alone at home! Irregardless of how mature they are or how short the distance, I just don't feel that I can do it. He can be up to anything within that short 10 to 15 minutes and I just can't take the chance.
What a shitty Monday this is....
I was kind of a little sad when I read the news about this - there will be no live-in Indonesian maids in Malaysia anymore . There are pros and cons to having a live-in maid, as with everything else, but for us, we enjoyed more pros than cons. Back then, when my kids were little, we brought in a family of maids to help with...well, just about everything, and we were like two families merged into one. They ate what we ate, we sleep, they sleep, we shop, they shop, they joke, we laugh, we joke, they laugh...for me, the maid I hired was more like a sister and side-kick to me. For that few years, I was dependent on her to mind-read my schedule and when I need or don't need help. She picked things up quickly and we ended up having lots of moments whereby we were in sync. Today, two of them are on my Facebook and we were gleefully chatting over Facebook Messenger since they've just discovered the wonders of the Internet and Social Media. Since we were more like partners in crim...
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But it doesn't rain at all here.. not a single drop..
cuz, i can relate what your blabbering about...I sometimes feel that way too but thats life...just shake it off.
You must learn to keep cool dear cuz...always remember your BLOOD PRESSURE!!!!!
I tell the neighbour that I'm leaving them alone, and she helps me keep an eye out for them.
I just got a dog, and she helps me look after the boys. Serious.