If Husband is reading this, take note – this is just my wishful thought. I meant no insinuation in any way whatsoever. There you go…that’s my disclaimer heh heh…
My greatest wish is to be a homemaker. Yes – a homemaker, a housewife, stay-at-home mom..whatever. Note: I didn’t say lady of leisure. That carries a different notion to the ‘wish’ altogether.
I just want to be a simple, average woman who stays home, looking after her children, cooks meals, teaches her children the lessons they learn in school and mengaji Quran, does the laundry, waters the plants, cleans the house…you know.
I want to be the woman who prepares the breakfast for the husband who’s going off to work at 7am, then still be there when the children wake up. I want to walk around the block with them, enjoying the fresh morning air, then come back and water the plants with them watching and splashing gleefully in the lawn. Then I want to be the one who chides them and ushers them in the bathroom.
I want to be the one who dresses them up and sits with them for their morning homework. Around 10am, I’ll prepare lunch while listening to the sounds of Cartoon Network.
In the afternoon, I want to be the one to lull Isya for her afternoon nap, while Opi goes to school. And how I wish that when Isya wakes up, she wakes up to the sweet smell of goring pisang. We’ll sit together, nibble our ‘hi-tea’ and chat about the lost kitten we found that morning. I’ll tie her hair up in colourful pins and she’ll in turn comb my hair, looking for those elusive ubans.
As evening comes, I’ll get the children all showered up, waiting for Husband to come back. And we’ll have dinner together – a homemade dinner.
My wish is pretty simple. I don’t wish to marry a rich guy who leaves me stacks of ringgits for me to spend. Yes – those thoughts do come to mind but very rarely. The thought of me wearing Liz Clairborne’s casuals to go shopping can hardly compare to the thoughts of me wearing kain batik and stays at home. Not that I have any kain batik….
But…for now, the reality is – I’m a working mother who leaves home at 730am and comes back at 630pm. At work, I pretend to be concern about the corrupted MSI patches, the 3-year IT architectural roadmaps, the expiring hardware contracts, setting up of the new IT center in Bangalore and arranging conference calls with my counterparts in the Netherlands. All these, when all I want to do is be at home….
This is life. You can never have the best of all worlds!
Tuesday, August 17, 2004
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you could quit. or you could work in bangalore.
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and who's gonna pay for my credit card bills????
ek eleh.... Bangalore is much much more better than Malaysia, Isn't it?? to be a weary and scary mother of two kids, doesn't meaning to stay at home, u're professional based,and that not the ticket to become a good inhouse mum and wife. or, if I'm the hubby, I'll say " honey, you can quit if you want, but no more KLCC, Isetan or even satay haji samuri after this"
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