Ibu's day out.

Last Friday, without informing my in-laws, I planned an outing with Sha. I did ask permission from Hubby. He knows how desperate I was to have a day out. Since I can't do it without my angels, I'll just grab Sha. She has 2 angels too! Hu Hu...

I packed Imran's and Hani's things the night before. even laid out my outfit and their outfit on the bed for tomorrow. You just can't take these things for granted. If you are anything like me, you would end up leeving something very important behind.

On Friday, I got Imran and Hani ready by 9 in the morning. Stop at the laundry shop just to make sure everything is okay. By 10.30 I was already on my way to Sha's house. Wanted to to stop to bank-in Hubby's cheque, but waaaaayy too crowded. The bank that is.

Arrived at Sha's house around 11++ (I think), got everyone inside my messy satria. Two babies, two toddlers and two mummies.. hehehe... I'm proud of my so loyal satria. And we're off to IKEA!

The first we did, LUNCH! I was hungry but I have no idea what to eat. I was so blur with the menu. The last time I went to Ikea was like, a year ago. Could be more than that. I do remember pushing Imran in the Ikea cart once. Unlike Sha's toddler, Imran never sits still while eating. Unless he's watching TV. I know, I know, HUGE mistake. Can't help it. It's kind of a trend in Hubby's family. My dad of course would start to lecture us when he sees us munching in front of the TV. Hehehe...

Burrpp... okay with lunch. Sha and I went straight to our plan. Leave the toddlers at Småland. I was a wee bit nervous. I have yet to reach the bench where the we can see inside, when I heard Imran screaming for me. I just asked the attendee to carry him to the balls area so that he can see me from inside. I was not so surprised when I saw the weird face he makes when his feet touched the balls. Hahah... It was funny! I was as if he's diving into some weird uncharted territory. Luckily he got used to it. So there I was, chit-chatting with Sha, watching our sons playing, having a very interesting conversation, when I heard Imran screaming for me again. It was 10 minutes before completing the one hour period. Not so bad.

After Småland, we went to The Curve. Sha's turn to feed her baby. So I watched the boys. While waiting, another friend came to join us. So now, 2 mommies, 1 mommy-in-training, 2 toddlers and 2 babies. Haha.. nice crowd.

So far so good, no one is throwing tantrums. And there goes my big mouth! While we were strolling along trying to do window shopping, Imran starts to whine. He wanted to sleep. I only have one stroller and it's for Hani. So I had to make a difficult decision. Keep Imran awake. HAHAHA! My poor son. I can see he is tired but I can't have Hani in my arms while pushing a sleeping toddler with my stroller. My bait.. ICE-CREAM! Expensive ice-cream. It worked!

Went for a quick shop at Tesco. On the way to the parking, I realized I left the ticket parking in the car. Luckily I did not park so far from the paystation. Thanks to Sha for paying the parking fee. I totally forgot about that.

We spent the rest of the day at Sha's house. Showered the kids. Had McD for dinner. There goes my fast-food diet. HAR HAR HAR! I went back at 8 pm. Unfortunately, Hani is still having difficulty to adjust to night driving. She was crying all the way back home. She even threw up due to excessive crying. Imran by the way, already asleep once we reached the NKVE highway. By the time we reached Klang, Hani fell asleep. Arrived home close to 9 pm. Had to carry Imran to bed. Hani woke up to greet her grandma!

As for me, It might not be the perfect dat out, but definitely a good start. Can't wait to do it again. How about it Sha? Next time I'll take the truck. Hihihihi...!

Fever and Tantrums

Went for another doctor visit yesterday. This time we went to MIL usual doctor. This is the second visit. The first one was to get medication for Imran to go to sleep during 13-hour flight to London, which did not work!

Afraid that Imran might get worse, MIL wanted me to get second opinion. Well, since my usual clinic is closed for the weekend, she drove us to hers. The doctor was a very nice man. I've heard loads of stories about him from MIL. And his explanation for why we are sick is definitely easier to understand. Unfortunately, his clinic is not in the panel list.

So, I ended up with 4 bottles of medication. The best part is when MIL asks the doctor, is it true that a kid can get fever by missing his father. I was quite surprise she's asking that question to a doctor. Adding to it, the doctor said no. Hah! This is interesting. According to him, missing someone does not cause fever, what will happen is that his 100% crave for attention will go towards the people left with him. ME! In Imran's case, his fever is caused by his excessive phlegm. He gave me a tip to help Imran with his phlegm. Put him on my lap facing down. Make a cupping with my hand and start beating his back softly. This is to get the phlegm to how do I say this... what did the doctor said... hmm.. let's see... soften? Hehe... So it's easier for Imran to cough it out. I didn't know I need to do that. Imran has been having this problem for quite some time. And to my surprise, the respons from MIL. She said she did the same thing with Hubby and BIL. Ceh! How come I was not told about this.

Now my problem with Imran's fever is dealt with. But not his tantrums. MIL told me not to let him cry or whine. Arrgghh! It drives me crazy just to listen to the advice. I've got work to do. I can't just go along with whatever Imran wants as and when he demands it. I may not cook or do any housework chores in the house. But I do have my laundry shop and Hani to handle. Imran needs to know that his tantrums does not go very well with Ibu. He needs to learn that Ibu got quite a fiery temper. But how do I teach my kids when I can't even raise my voice?

Celebrating 2008 without Abah.

Yeah.. yeah.. new year.. new year.. Happy New Year to All....

Not a very good start for me though. First of all, Hubby is still in London. Another 2 months to go. With him not around I have no choice but to be with kids 24/7. (Except during toilet breaks and shower.. hah!) Well, the price I have to pay for my decision to quit working and be a stay-at-home mom. Is it worth it? Still early to tell.. hehehe...

Another problem I have to encounter right now is Imran missing his Abah terribly. New Year's eve, his temperature went up. There was no sign at all he was going down with fever. When I tucked him to bed, his body was hot. I called my MIL. Fortunately Hani did not have any sleeping tantrums. So I had time to wipe his body just to lower down his body temp. He woke up the next day with a seriously grumpy mood. Since it's new year, our family clinic is closed. So, MIL ended up driving to BB2 and went to the clinic next door to our laundry shop. Lucky for us there were not many patients. Hani was not making a fuss, so MIL took her while I had to carry Imran. He was too weak to stand. Doctor checked his temperature.. 38 degree... Fuish.. No wonder he''s weak. Doctor gave him anal medication to lower down his temperature. He was too weak to resist... Went back home, fed Imran, gave the rest of his medication, put him in bed. That was 4 days ago.....

Now, his fever is gone. But his fear of being left has gone from bad to worse. I can't leave him for more than 5 minutes. He'll start screaming and crying for me. At first I thought this is the effect after being sick. But MIL shared her theory. He starting to miss and realized Abah is not around and is not being able to inform that he is missing him. Therefore, the one thing he can do is to make sure I am always around and does not leave him at any point of time or for any reason at all. Haiyaarrrkkkk! I know I've been warned of this situation. But I thought since Hubby has gone for 3 weeks already, Imran would be okay for the rest of the trip. Boy! I can not even imagine what I am going to go through for the next 2 months.

This week I have not been spending much time at the laundry shop. I have actually leave the shop to my 2 loyal staffs. I only go there to collect cash. I don't like staying at home either. So I'm stuck in between. I have to spend time at the shop, but I can not stand the part where I'll be screaming and scolding Imran for misbehaving or throwing tantrums every time he wants something. I can't scream at him with grands around. The shop is where I can actually tell my kids, NO means NO! But it's not good for business. I'll be chasing customers away if they keep hearing me screaming.

By the way, after reading sha's blog, I noticed something. I have not thought about potty-training Imran. He used to tell me he's done. But now, he fell asleep with u-know-what in his diaper. I know, I know, gross and not hygienic. When you have a 4 months old baby and a 2 year old toddler, you tend to expect the toddler to grow up a little bit. Hahaha.. That is just so wrong.