Think Twice

June 18, 2008 at 4:04 pm | In Life, Love, Relations & Stuff, Me Myself & I, Thoughts | 16 Comments

I have been brought up to keep my mouth shut whenever someone argues with me. “Whatever they say, they don’t mean it so don’t argue”, mum would say or “It’s because they care they say that”. So, the “Listen from this ear and let it out from the other” motto was planted in my head.

Anyways,  I grew up like this. I found myself feeling better when I wrote. I had about 40 diaries from middle school until a year into my marriage. I poured my heart in them. I got rid of them eventually, as the thought of dying one day and someone reading them scared me!

Anyways, a question I want an answer to is why do people think it’s ok to hurt people who are calm, don’t fight back and aren’t hot-tempered BUT make sure they don’t say something (yisawwoon lohom alf 7isab) to people who are stubborn, inconsiderate and hot-tempered? Especially when they are wrong? 

You might think I should say something. I know my mum was wrong.

But now, I really think life is not worth it.

Yes, I do get hurt and suffer. Still, I think before I say something because I don’t like to leave scars on other people’s hearts.

People die every minute. Leaving everything behind, family, money, luxury… etc.

Don’t people realize they can leave this world any second?

Don’t they know that once they leave it, there’s no coming back or fixing what they left behind?

I hope everyone thinks before he/she opens his/her mouth because the verbal scar doesn’t go away like the physical one.

Please don’t waste time and years on silly matters! It doesn’t really matter who is wrong and who is right.

Spread love and peace, be forgiving and live happily! How easy is that? Yet people complicate things!

Love,

:) ;)

P.S: So when are we going to that island NewBride? ;) 

Roundabout

March 30, 2008 at 7:14 pm | In Family, Life, Love, Relations & Stuff, My Kids, Personal | 16 Comments

 

Do you ever feel like going round & around in circles without getting anywhere?

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Like in an argument, your voice isn’t heard?

I try to convince my son when we argue about things sometimes.

I try to show him and make him understand but he doesn’t seem to understand.

It’s really hard, he just won’t listen unless you give him a reason he believes in or an answer he wants to hear.

We just listened to our parents back then, what happened now?

Why can’t we just say no and the kids obey? 

Kids are too open minded those days I feel so sorry for them. It’s like they don’t even enjoy an innocent healthy childhood. 

It makes me feel bad and afraid of the future. 

 

On Being a Mum

March 9, 2008 at 10:43 am | In Family, Kuwait, Life, Love, Relations & Stuff, Marriage, Me Myself & I, Memories, My Kids, Personal | 17 Comments

I thought I’d write this so that people understand what I meant by my last post. Beware, it is quite long!

As you all know, I live abroad. In the early years, I had to stay in Kuwait to complete my studies as I was in the first year of college.  My husband’s family took care of my son while I was attending my lectures and stuff. 

When I officially graduated, I couldn’t believe it. It was like a dream! It was like this day is never coming, you know. That sense of achievement & happiness I felt that day was a feeling I never forgot. I could  finally live like a proper family, you know.

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Then came my little son, bless him (that’s his feet in the hospital BTW). I had him in 2005. He was our little miracle. We never thought we would have a second child and he was a surprise. Home management became more difficult but I enjoyed every bit of it it. I didn’t like to complain.

Before I had him, I used to take coures and stuff when my big son was in school. But this time, I stopped and dedicated my time for him.  When he got his diabetes at one years old, the world crumbled and those three weeks at the hospital were an unforgettable experience. He started going to the nursery recently. It makes him interact with kids and have lots of fun. They have been very helpful and learned everything regarding his condition. 

Look, I don’t want anyone to feel sorry for me, I am perfectly fine as I am. I am happy. There are some advantages in raising your kid on your own, away from everybody. But, what I am trying to say is you do need help sometimes. All the mums who have family around them are lucky. The have mums, sisters, in-laws to help them for at least a couple of hours while say, you sleep, study, shop..  etc anything! 

Although I have to mention that my husband does help when he can, like if I want to cook for an invitation or if I have to go to a doctor. I really appreciate that. He’s a great dad and loves being with his kids.

It’s annoying when some people think I am fathya, and that I don’t have anything to do. They laugh when I say I can’t go here or there, Like ” Shino 3ndich? You don’t have anything to do” . Just because I am not working doesn’t mean I have a lot of free time!

BTW, there’s a big difference between having one kid and more. Having two or more is demanding, each child has his own needs.  

I don’t mean leaving your kids to the maids.

I don’t mean going out everyday with friends and not spending time with your kids.

I mean, just a couple of hours, if not minutes on your own, perhaps just reading a book! 

Having said that, I believe you should try to spend as much time as possible with the kids when they are small. Time flies quickly and you might regret that later!

Why?

March 8, 2008 at 7:22 pm | In Family, Life, Love, Relations & Stuff, Marriage, Thoughts | 19 Comments
I just read the latest post “it’s gettin to me” by NoNoWa and I totally agree with her!

Why do people make mums feel guilty if they get ME time, away from home and the kids?

A married woman’s life/role doesn’t stop at being just a wife and a mum. It’s not bad O 3aib (shameful) to feel we want to do something for ourselves. It’s not being selfish, it’s being a woman!

 

Sometimes..

February 4, 2008 at 6:48 pm | In Family, Love, Relations & Stuff, Me Myself & I, Personal, Thoughts | 26 Comments

I miss not having a sister :( 

 

New Arrival

February 1, 2008 at 4:51 pm | In Family, Life, Love, Relations & Stuff | 14 Comments

My cousin Sumaya had her baby less  than an hour ago.

Its a girrrrrrrrrrrrrrl.

How cute.

 

Think Before You Talk

February 1, 2008 at 1:33 pm | In Life, Love, Relations & Stuff, Thoughts | 7 Comments


 

Parents: A question

January 30, 2008 at 1:02 pm | In Family, Life, Love, Relations & Stuff, Me Myself & I, Memories, Personal, Pissed Off! | 29 Comments

 

There’s a question that people ask me sometimes. A question that many parents get asked actually. I hate that question! That question sucks big time. It bugs me.

See, I simply hate hate it when people ask me which one of your kids is more dear to your heart. Or which kid do you love more, or is special, something like that.

I know some parents do. Some may love a kid more if they look like them lol that is funny but I have seen that in some famillies. While others prefer a child if he/she is more attached to the parent. It really saddens me when the kid knows his parents prefer the other one. Really sad. 

Well, Sorry for being honest but I can’t let that happen to my kids. Both my boys are MY kids. I carried them for nine monthes. I raised them. The first boy was born in 1996, that makes him eleven years old. The second boy was born in 2005, which makes him two years and a half. 

The first boy is my first boy. He’s been my only kid for say nine years. I love him to bits! I feel he’s like a brother sometimes because I had him when I was so young. How can my second boy take his place? After nine years, my feelings can’t just evaporate you know. Yet the second boy came when we didn’t expect him, so I love him just as much.

The second boy was a surprise. I didn’t think I’ll have another child. He’s our little miracle actually. He’s a special kid to us. He’s diabetic and needs special care, yet it doesn’t mean he’s more special than my first boy.

Sorry but I can’t do that. I love them both equally.

Looking back, I have been raised with five brothers. Not one day did I ever hear mum or dad say they love or prefer one of us more than the other. I am an only girl yet still I was treated equally. I am no better than them. Why should I be? I don’t know what’s in my parents heart really. I can ‘t tell you whom they love the most because they never say or show it. Maybe they do but I honestly don’t know. And I am proud of them for being like that. I think this the reason I share a special bond with my brothers. We don’t feel threatened by one another.  This is why we are what we are today. 

P.S: Sorry Grey for the long post loool  

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