Alhamdulillah it's Friday..and weekend is on its way!!!! I'm so glad that this week is finally over...i would say that it has been a very chaotic week..
On Monday, my mom who had been taking care of my princess Aishah Humaira need to go back to JB urgently. Her hypertension is getting worse and she needs to seek advice and medication from her current doctor back home. So that afternoon, we rushed to a number of nursery or taska around Setiawangsa to send Aishah the next day. Surprisingly, it's not that easy!! When we love the condition of the place, they are not able to accept a new kid..when they can accept my child, the condition is not to our satisfaction. But eventually, alhamdulillah we manage to find a taska for Aishah...
That night, we talked about our daily schedule which will change starting tomorrow. Wake her up, get her to bath and put on her clothes (trust me, these were not easy taks!!) then send her to taska (which require us to take a busy route with the morning rush hour)..after office we need to rush back to pick her up, cook dinner, do our laundry, fold the dried laundry) sweep the floor, etc.. I was thinking, wow!!! That is a drastic change!! All this while, my mom has been doing all those housechores.
Before this, when I came home, the dinner is ready and the clothes are already folded, I just need to put them into the wardrobe, ALL IS DONE!!!Thanks mom!! At 9pm when it's time to put my baby to sleep, feeling so exhausted from the office work during the day; I will also fall asleep till the next morning!! But now, I have to do all the housework myself??? Can I?? But I was lucky to have Mr Amzani Faisal as my husband. He came up with a task list and who's going to do what. I love u Mr. Amzani!!! Nevertheless, looking at all the chores, I doubt if I could ever do the work. Oh Allah, please help me...
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| Aishah & Abi - Smiles |
Come Tuesday, I took the day off and Abi went home during lunch hour to send Aishah to taska for the first time. We made a deal with the principal to pay only at the end of the week; in case we feel there's a better place for Aishah. There was a big lump in my throat the moment I passed her to the lady at the taska. I tried to control myself but the tears still trickled down my cheeks to hear her crying calling me and Abi. Eventually, we left the compound to head for PUSRAWI for my appointment at 2.30pm. I keep thinking about Aishah..how is she doing? Will she be bullied by the other kids? Or rather is she bullying the other kids? :)
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