Anak Mak

This is me n my mom (and my third baby)... Sebelum ni, kalau orang kata saya anak mak, segan je rasa... But now I realise, betullah... So mengaku jelah... Hehe

Masa saya mula-mula kerja, I was assigned to Penang... Pergi report duty semua, depa kata xpe, you have to stay here for at least 3 years je... Then you can ask to be transferred back... So mmg dr mula-mula saya g sana, memang mindset saya dah macam tu... I'll be here for only 3 years... Kalau sedih-sedih, rasa homesick, pujuk hati macam tu lah, takpe 3 tahun je...

Tapi tup tup, bertemu jodoh di sana... So dari 3 tahun, jd 6 tahun... Pergi sorg, balik dah berlima :)

But honestly, not a day passes by without me wishing that I was in KL with my family... With my parents & adik-adik...

Ingat lagi, when I was pregnant with my 2nd baby, my aunt told me, (macam tau-tau je aku tgh sedih masa tu) mesti you kat sana, you asyik teringat your family, your parents je kan... Don't worry, it will subside eventually... Nanti bila anak dah ramai, dah besar, all you can think of is your own family... Kiranya, macam you will be overwhelmed and busy with your own family je, takde masa dah nak pikir orang lain...........

So I waited.... And waited.... But that moment never came... I guess, the bond between me and my family, especially my mom and dad is stronger than that... (without any compromise on my love for my own family, of course)

Now that I'm back in KL, rasa bliss je bila every morning sebelum g keje dapat salam mak, cium tangan dia, cium pipi dia... Mcm budak2 nk g skolah.... Hehe Gi kerja pun rasa tenang & happy je... Itulah keberkatan seorang ibu kot kan? :)