And he says I'm over-protective!

You know, we as parents now are not as "relaxed" as how our parents where. Most of us send our young school going children by ourselves, waking up early to get their breakfast ready, gently telling them that it's time to get up from bed, getting them ready, so on and so forth.

My hubby had the idea to let them go to school by themselves by bas sekolah, the exact same methodology of how we went to school when we were young.

But I have strong objections to that, insisted and *beating my chest with my palm* declared I WILL SACRIFICE MY SLEEPING TIME to send him to and fro from school. And that's how and when my eyebags started to visit me.

He said I'm just a paranoid mom, making unnecessarily sacrifices like that.

And the other day, I saw this big car driving up to the school while I was walking to the gate with my son. When it stopped, all 3 doors opened at the same time. The maid was at the front, taking the bag down. Mommy came down with the son on one side, the granny coming out from the other. All 3 of them walked the precious little darling to the gate, maid only handing him his bag at the entrance. And I saw the car was driven by obviously an employed driver.

And I thought to myself "sei mm sei ah?".... And my hubby said I'm over-killing my motherly role?

Anyway, I didn't know that some parents, other than waiting early ahead for the bell to ring to take their child home, even went to the extent to wait at the canteen door at about 10am, obviously for the recess time. Wow! Can you imagine that? Delivering their snack/ breakfast for recess in the mid morning as well??

For me, I just pack some bread/ buns/ cake/ sausages/ fried noodle/ cookies/ ... aiyah, just give him RM1 and let him buy something to eat from the canteen la. I feel myself so intimidated by these super duper moms.

These children are darn lucky. During our time, we woke up by ourselves, get ready, opened the door and waited even before the dawn breaks for the bas sekolah, sometimes if we were early, we could go over to the house few doors away selling soup noodle to have a quick breakfast, if not, just buy some "fu-pei" (fried beancurd skin with fish meat fillings) and eat in the bus. My mom and dad would still be happily snoozing even while we started our lessons. But of course, they worked hard to bring us up too.

But if we talk about our time, our parents would be telling to us how lucky we were also. During THEIR time, they need to cycle or walk miles away to their school, and when they come home from school, they need to help out their parents not only with household chores but their work as well, working until 1 or 2 am in the morning..

I used to detest when my mom told me how she suffered and what a good life I was having. I told myself before that when I become a mom myself, I wouldn't do the same thing and nag like her. See see... what am I doing here?