Eid 09

Main culprit for the absence has to be the (not so) new handphone cos my little twitter community enjoys mini-pics and text of less than 140 characters (i love my intimate twitter circle btw cos they're small and consists of mainly girls).

And Eid this year hasn't been very merry cos Matriarch was away for a mini-pilgrimage and was back only on the 2nd day which we then spent catching up and bonding with her and her side of the family who all came to fetch her from the airport and convoyed back to our house (yes we dont call her matriarch for nuffin).

I know I only had one day of visiting so far and it was rather bad of me to be complaining about dragging two fidgety kids from house to house all decked in the traditional outfit and trying to maintain my (not so) poised kebaya and make-up. But I took my words back almost immediately cos I was self-reminded of the less fortunate. There are ppl out there who'd give anything to be able to spend eid with healthy kids.

So yes. I thank God for what I have today.

Letters to The Kids

Don't you have days where you get random thoughts which you wish you could discuss it but when you wait, it disappears or you simply lose the mood? I often have a lot of things to say to my kids but they wouldn't understand it now (I tried to tell Munchkin why she shouldn't go around telling people "Mama got 'pampers' stuck to underwear"). So for not wanting to forget the things I want to say, I resorted to penning it down. Partially inspired by Grey's Anatomy where Mere gets to read the diaries of her deceased mother.

I'm not sure if my kids will eventually read it but at the moment, at least it serves as a backup. I don't know either if my handwriting is legible enough though. And I have not quite decided when will be the best age to hand over. For all I know, I might re-read it in time to come then change my mind about giving it to them. But one thing good about this is (this will come off a bit morbid), juuuust in case if I don't live long enough (ya Allah, jauhkanlah) at least it has a purpose in partially getting my message across. BUT that's not the real reason. The real reason is, it's monologue. If certain issues come off naggy, I don't get a "SHUT THE Ffff UPPP, ALREADY!!!". Sure they can just throw it off to a dusty corner and leave it infested with silverfish and roach's eggs.. BUT we mothers, are well-equipped with the power of delusion so I've decided to just use that for now.