I am a working mother. While I have it literally much easier than some of my counterparts, juggling responsibilities is still a challenge. Despite having a planner, I still have to work it out in my mind on what I have to do, who I have to meet and stuff. In short, I get things messed up sometimes and ended up getting things on my virtual shopping cart. That I’ll end up paying for. HA HA HA HA HA.
So let’s see what I need. I need;
- HELP. It can come in the form of a team helping to manage a case in the clinic. Sometimes Help is a husband buying dinner for the day instead of me having to cook up a meal. Help is also online shops which makes transactions and item delivery become easy peasy. Today, I requested for a special kind of Help. I contacted a company, MAID 4 JAM to send someone to my house and help me clean up. My job list included cleaning the bathrooms, fans, windows and wiping down surfaces at high up shelves and such. I did not ask for help to fold my laundry or iron clothes and anything of that sort cause I know the earlier task would take a bit of labour to finish it off. The HELP did not come. I was heavily disappointed. Thankfully no payment was made yet.
- FAITHFUL LADY FRIENDS. I find that my friends come in categories for different life purposes. I envy those who have that fix lady friends they can hang out with by a simple watsapp that says ” jom tgk wayang” or ” jom makan” or ” jom masak sesama ptg nih”.
- A NEW WARDROBE EVERY 4 MONTHS. In fact, I am now decluttering, touching each of my clothes, running my fingers through my hijab stack thinking ” does this spark joy?” #konmari
- A HOBBY/HOBBIES. I am into journalling in my HoboMinci. I am also into reading but good books which can make you finish em in one sitting is really hard to come by. I also have a special interest in Essential Oil nowadays, namely doTERRA.
- MORE TIME WITH MYSELF SO I COULD SPEND MORE TIME WITH MY FAMILY. but of course, this all goes down to time & energy management. Now that I am working the normal hours of the day ( 8AM – 5PM), I need to find time for myself either during lunchtimes or certain hours of the weekend. At the moment, my hours are at night which is after the husband and kids are asleep. Technically, I’d have to sacrifice a bit of sleep. Honest be told, they;re not really proper Me Time. It’s shared with Chores around the house and Work I have to bring back with me from the clinic.
It is never ending. All these things keep me occupied at times when I just want to rest and enjoy my blog and HoboMinci.
I hope my daily affairs will ease out a bit after my attachment with the O&G department early October. There’s too many little pebbles in my shoe at the moment even though they’re Crocs.
Baby Ninie is like my new wonderbra. Can’t seem to let me go. Always wants a cuddle in my arms WHILE STANDING. She could somehow tell if I was sitting down, it puzzles me all the time. HOW COULD SHE TELL?
I did try baby wrapping her in an effort to cook and clean at the same time. But it has yet to work. OUr Skin Must Touch, Ninie says. The most I can do was clean my spoon and hit the kettle to boil for my next cuppa of Horlicks. I’ve slowed down on the MILO because it makes me constipated. Its very stressful to take a dump with the doors open while the baby is crying just outside – yet you need to cover up as modest as you can because your 6 year old son is also in the house.
It’s not all chaos. There are quiet times (very little of it). That’s when I’d rush to pray, shower or prepare a quick meal for Ee. Occasionally I get to add things in my Online Cart but never actually get to Proceed with Payment.
Recently, I get to bloghop and heyho.. WANI has resurfaced after 2 years! She’s a future surgeon you guys, be VERY AFRAID! And like her.. we are both waiting for Wasaii (kakjet) to be back on track as well – that crazy woman we call friend.
Blogging may not be as mainstream as it was before but I still look out for those nice, quirky and informative ones. Nowadays, its so difficult to find online (lengthy) reviews on products or experiences. (one of the reasons I read blogs). Too many positive ones on Instagram and Facebook until I had to add search terms like ‘produk XXX tak best’ or ‘tak sesuai’ hoping for some individual to write up on the cons of a product and so on.
I love reading friends blogs , if they have one, because its where they could kind of dump their inner thoughts which may not resonate with other people on FB or IG. Plus, people do not scroll blogs anymore or put them under the bookmark cause its time consuming to read. So it can kind of be like our little secret. Only special (ye ke? hehe) people who care enough about you would actually read crap you (I) write. Or equally passionate bloggers.
Or bored people.
Or nosey people.
My Facebook feed is flooded with politics, the Sabah earthquake with Tok Jib gone to Abu Dhabi to eat dates, Jus Ratu Kendur or Ke-tat, homebirth, antivax, Raya collections, Syed Azmi’s anecdotes.. and what not. Amidst all that, I still have people talking about Financial Freedom and associate it with the benefits of being a Stay at Home Moms.With so called friends slamming ‘islamic quotes’ in peoples faces saying women belong at home. Honestly, I don’t think we should be debating about this any more – stop with the Working MOM vs SAHM thing. We should also stop talking on national radio about which gender is the better driver.
Things have been very negative lately. The only time I get this feel-good feeling is when I watch heartwarming movies like Spare Parts(film 2015) – where a group of underprivileged teenagers from fishy family backgrounds decide to come together and create a project so amazing I don’t think I could make myself. They not only create a machine, they took a step further to compete and as you might have guessed – they won! Or something like The Pursuit of Happiness where viewers cry out of joy instead of despair.
It’s like I have to actively seek for positive vibes or perform goodness on a regular basis to actually experience that warm fuzzy feeling in myself. Hence it is nice to have polite patients once in a while who takes me as a doctor instead of another colleague who happened to look ‘older’. Or considerate colleagues who asked ‘have you eaten/solat?‘ Or a dear husband who decides to give a back rub in the early morning after a terrible night shift.
I know I just came back from my trip to Kuching. Which reminds me that I have that to write up on – and now I am itching for another getaway with my little family. Hmmm.. Langkawi? Japan?