Wordless Wednesday 1

A group of tired and hungry people

Too exhausted to write a long entry here. Had a 4-hour meeting today which left me quite drained. Well, consider I was lucky unlike a few colleagues who had to continue with another meeting after that. Thank God we were given a packed lunch each afterwards.

Sis A

My Yaya. I named her after Queen of Sheba (Balqis) who was humbled by King Solomon's wisdom. No wonder Sis A is so strong and vocal yet so gentle and loving at the same time. Tonight, like other nights I put her in bed and stay with her until she falls asleep.

It's no surprise sometimes Bro H feels left out with this arrangement.

Being a boy, he takes it in his stride though.

Bro H and Sis A, Mama loves you both very much and day by day, Mama is still learning how to be a good mother.

Bro H

He's my first-born. Poor him, Sis A came 11 months later and I was so worked up looking after 2 babies so maybe I was guilty of not paying him much attention. Tonight, I caressed his hair (frankly, I have not done that for a while, with Sis A always vying for attention too). He was about to drift to Slumberland and I said, "H, nanti jaga Yaya deh?" He nodded. "Nanti jaga Mama juga". Another nod. Wanting to tease him, I asked, " H sayang Mama?" Nod. "H sayang Yaya?". Nod. Then I asked him again, "H sayang Abah?" He shook his head vigorously and turned his head away. From his stiff shoulders, I could see he was angry. I was speechless. Maybe he thought Abah didn't 'sayang' (love) him. Maybe he thought Abah had abandoned him. My tear drops fell.

Bro H dear, when you are a little bit older, you'd understand why Abah isn't here.

The First Step

Happy Maal Hijrah (New Year) 1 Muharram 1433 aka 27 November 2011. Yes, finally I am doing this today, marking a (new?) chapter in my life. Yes, finally a blog I’m proud to call my own is created today. Like Confucius said, “"A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step."

Enough said.