Dont press the fast-forward button please!!!
The little girl was cradling her toy doll. She was trying to put the doll to sleep by patting it and rocking the doll gently. I was observing her from a distance.
Little girl stood up, walked towards me and passed the doll to me.
"Nah!" she said.
I took the doll and started to pat it. Little girl grinned and pointed her small stubby fingers at me and said "Nenek!" O_0
Ok what do you do when your 17months old baby girl passes you her doll and calls you grandmother?
Stay-at-home-mom to two: boy and girl. Not exactly a tai-tai but more of a desperate housewife!
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Monday, May 30, 2011
Cerekarama
I was down with horrible stomach flu on Sunday night. I was in so much pain that I was writhing in pain and letting out soft sobs and rolling on the floor. My whole body started to ache and I tried to vomit out the contents in my stomach just so to find a relief of some sort. In the end, it became worse because I got a terrible heartburn from too much bile secretion and I couldnt even lie down to sleep and had to sleep sitting up the whole night.
In the morning, I was feeling slightly better, Alhamdullilah. My son came to me, started to stroke my hair and patted my stomach and whispered, "Mama, dont die. I dont want Baba to marry again. I dont want a stairs-mother."
Stairs-mother?! I started to laugh out loud! "Step-mother you mean, Abdullah?"
In his defensive self he replied, "Steps, stairs.. same right?"
I asked him why he would not want a step-mother and he said he saw on tv how the step-mother beats the children and do not love them. I corrected him by giving an example that his Baba and uncles were raised by Jidda, who is their step-mother and Jidda loves the boys very much.
"Well.. Jidda is married to Habib, right? So she cant be my step-mother.." and he flashed me his impish smile.
Ok, no more drama cerekarama for you, son! This is what happens when you watch too many malay soap drama with the grandma!
I was down with horrible stomach flu on Sunday night. I was in so much pain that I was writhing in pain and letting out soft sobs and rolling on the floor. My whole body started to ache and I tried to vomit out the contents in my stomach just so to find a relief of some sort. In the end, it became worse because I got a terrible heartburn from too much bile secretion and I couldnt even lie down to sleep and had to sleep sitting up the whole night.
In the morning, I was feeling slightly better, Alhamdullilah. My son came to me, started to stroke my hair and patted my stomach and whispered, "Mama, dont die. I dont want Baba to marry again. I dont want a stairs-mother."
Stairs-mother?! I started to laugh out loud! "Step-mother you mean, Abdullah?"
In his defensive self he replied, "Steps, stairs.. same right?"
I asked him why he would not want a step-mother and he said he saw on tv how the step-mother beats the children and do not love them. I corrected him by giving an example that his Baba and uncles were raised by Jidda, who is their step-mother and Jidda loves the boys very much.
"Well.. Jidda is married to Habib, right? So she cant be my step-mother.." and he flashed me his impish smile.
Ok, no more drama cerekarama for you, son! This is what happens when you watch too many malay soap drama with the grandma!