Ramblings of a Mami of Two

Scenario One I was driving home from Mak's, with Hadi in the backseat. Having skipped breakfast, I was famished and all I could think of was McD's fish fillet. So we made a detour at  McD, ordered my food, got hadi his sundae cone and myself a nice large meal set, with a nice, large soda.  Now, we have thought our children that soda is evil. In fact, Ach has avoided soda for close to two years now, and we always make it a habit to switch soda with ice lemon tea at the fast food joints. This time however because I was so hungry I didn't even care to switch. So coke it is.  Hadi instinctively reached out for the soda, and screamed , "no! No! That's air manis. You don't take air manis!" "Ok Mami". Minutes  later after enjoying my twister fries I reached for the soda and before I could take a sip, Hadi said,  "Mami, Kalau Saya tak boleh minum Mami pun tak boleh minum lah!" True, my boy, true. Which is why I always go ...

To be honest, that is a question that no working mother should have to answer. Well hello there, it's been ages! My last post was on 14 June 2017. A year and a half ago. So, so, so, many things have happened since then. In one a half year, I had battled with depression, fought suicidal thoughts, got promoted, in fact, promoted twice (almost!), performed umrah, discovered a whole new me, found out that I love being a boss while at the same time scared of the power it gave me. So, so, so many things happened that as a result, I believe, I am no longer the same person I was a year and a half ago.  Now where was I?  I haven't written for so long that I now find it very difficult to articulate myself. Writing Instagram captions for my children's birthdays feels like an uphill task nowadays that I often resort to " No words can describe how much I love you, baby " because, 1) no words can truly capture my feelings for my children and 2) while I never was a ...