Outnumbered.

Can see we are outnumbered by these children? There were 4 of us mommies and all the children belongs to us.



It was fun to see all the little offsprings of ourselves. After all, we seemed to be just "hanging around together in school" not so long ago. And we girls had been holding pyjamas party and talking about handsome guys all night. Now, all we talk about revolves only about the children, what funny gimmicks they had done and our pain of labor! Women! Or rather, MOMS!

A Famosa trip

Gave a holiday treat for the little ones over the school holidays weekend.

High points for the trip... the elephant show and the fireworks display at Cowboy Town.

Low point .... I was still sick and extremely tired from a sleepless night the day before. Nevertheless, it was nice to go for family outings, as always, though I was very pleased to hit the sack back in our home sweet home to our comfortable and softy lurvy bed after the trip.

Sick, one after another.

Seemed to started off with Joshua, but Adrian was the one to be down with fever for 2 days last week. Poor boy, he just can't seem to get up from bed and wanted to lie down all the time. Nothing makes a mom happier than to see him back to his normal bubbly self again..

One week later, it's Joshua and my turn to "blackout". I think the accumulated fatigue makes my whole body system totally defenseless to the strong virus/bug. It's been too long since I had such a bad time, whole head throbbing, whole body aching and shivering in this hot weather.

With me down, KT had to take up my job to drive the kids to and fro school, poor him, admist his busy hectic workload. He warned me not to take anymore MC just like that. I was equally upset, I wanted some comfort but...

Anyway, Joshua and I are feeling better at this moment, hope he would be over it by now, and touch wood, hope Chloe is spared from this sickly bug.

Exam week

Finally, the exam's over. Oh well, it wasn't my exam I was to sit for. It was my son's 1st year final exam.

I hated exams all my life. I was so rejoiced when I handed in my final paper in my final year of varsity that I...... that I...... passed out, I think?? (Nah.. just kidding)

I don't know why I was so fearful of exams. I have dreams of exams all my life. And in those exams, it's always the case where the exam is like, it's here tomorrow, and to this very moment on the night before, I still have no freaking idea what was explained in the subjects. I would perspire all over and when I woke up, I would be so relieved it was just a dream.

There was once I dreamt that I need to sit for STPM once again. I argued with someone-with-authority that I had a degree already, why do I need to sit for STPM AGAIN?? He/She said, "don't ask why, you need to". I was so mad and worried that it jolted me back to the real world.... (Whew!) (Wipe forehead) That seems to be so real, and so close!

Once I dreamt of sitting for an exam and I was given a piece of watermelon. I thought, eh, so nice, have watermelon to eat one. After cleaning off every bit of it, the examiner said the test of the day was to count how many seeds there are in a watermelon! (My eyes nearly fell out! I think I had threw away all the seeds away, dammit!) I started crying and I woke up!

I guess I was giving myself a lot of pressure during the schooldays.

Now it's all over, it's my children's turns to have fun! I hope they would be happy going for exams unlike me.

Anyway, being a good mom I want to be, I have to at least sit through with him for some revisions before his exams were here so he at least, touch wood, won't fail miserably in it. I don't expect him to score high, but just at least be a weeeeee.... lil bit better than the average, if possible. Anyway, I don't care much about the scores la.

So, start of the study weeks.... tell ya, I was yelling at my poor little son like mad! He can't understand a simple sentence of Malay. Goodness, I wonder how he can sit for his BM paper. Actually, I really understood why mothers keep telling people they can't teach their own kids. I was so frustrated teaching him that I almost wanted to beat him up!

Then again, I kept my cool... Told myself to be REALLY cool. Started to drill some simple Malay words in his vocab and making him memorize the list which goes longer day by day EVERYDAY. And he does make me feel proud, this little guy. Can be "teach-able". I guess the main thing is me to keep my cool and continue giving him these "home tuition", I believe he can make it to the top!

Now we can't wait for the holidays to come. Promised them to A Famosa and to the Royal London Circus. I myself am looking forward to it.