Okay first, no I didn’t give birth yesterday or today so don’t freak out guys bahaha boss chick would totally KILL me..but you guys know that I have 2 baby brothers (not really babies, one is 8 years old and another one is 5 *laughs*) and sometimes I’ve to put on the mommy hat on and take care of these 2 naughty kids if my parents aren’t at home. Sighs why am I still single…
Anyway back to my mommy story, I have to send my baby brother to his daycare everyday guys. You guys might be rolling your eyes at me like pfffft what are you being proud of it’s just sending him to his daycare no big deal. WRONG. IT’S A BIG DEAL.
See, the challenge starts early in the morning, as early as 6:30 a.m where my parents would already left the house leaving me and my baby brother alone. I’d always mentally prepare myself to not get mad because my baby brother’s definitely not a morning person, well depending on his mood though. If he’s happy, he’d get up of his bed without crying. But that doesn’t happen a lot guys. I kinda have a cheat code that sounds like “Yayay (yes this is his nickname we’re really creative like that HAHAHA) liat YouTube” which worked for a good few months back then, but definitely not nowadays. But when he’s not taking all of those sweet offers of mine (youtube, ice-cream, kinder bueno egg and all) he’d definitely throw a fit, crying and screaming and calling for mom out loud.
And today was the worst.
Our everyday ritual is going to this kedai runcit before going to his daycare to buy some food (the owner’s gonna be a millionaire soon because of us) but as he was all extra grumpy and sleepy, I had to buy it alone the 2 things that he screamed and cried out loud to me ’cause I couldn’t properly understand him. This dude’s definitely having his period jeez. As usual after that, we went to his daycare.
This is actually when the real nightmare started. He was sleeping peacefully and I thought “YESS I can just pick him up and pass him to his aunty. No big deal, easy peasy”. HAH in my dream la. He woke up and realized the surrounding, and the fit started. Screaming, crying, teardrops here, mucus there. He was a mess. I had to softly pujuk him, offering him movies and whatnots, whatever to calm him down. But noooo his anger gotten even wilder guys! Even the aunty failed to pujuk him with her toys, sands and movies. He’s not buying anything from us!!! I knew that scolding him won’t solve the problem, other parents were already stealing glances at us by that time. I got sweats dripping down my forehead from the attention, like uhhh I’m his sister don’t judge me kay I’m not a mother yet. They probably thought that I’m a noob mom with a spoiled child whose mentally regretted to get married and have a child *nervous laugh*
It was already late and he moved to the back seats of my car…and my car is a coupe guys! Imagine the pain!!! *Side note: don’t buy a coupe car as a family car.* I was at the verge of crying due to the pressures from this small dude, from others who were watching us and from the time that just won’t stop ticking for me. I finally had enough. Walked to the driver’s seat, turned off the ignition and slammed the door shut leaving the minion inside alone. We legit heard his scream from outside guys. No kidding. I was already trembling and actually really nervous as I was afraid that the door will lock itself automatically and can’t be opened from outside, so after 30 seconds I opened the door back.
I persuaded him again by telling him that I won’t leave and I will accompany him inside through out the day. He obliged. OH. MY. GOD. I HONESTLY DIDN’T EXPECT THAT TO WORK.
Okay I know it was a bad move but I really don’t know what to do guys!!! So he crawled and hugged me as I pick him up and went inside his daycare for the first time. It was a nice place with toys here and there, I just don’t understand why he doesn’t want to go! Or maybe he’s already bored of the place as he’s been there since he was 8 months old. I passed him to his aunty and told him that I’m going out to get my bag first. Sighs all the tipu sunat guys. I kissed him while he was still in his aunty’s embrace with a cheek rested on her shoulder looking all sad. Ugh, my heart. Be still. Don’t be weak. I almost consider turning back to bring him to uni but no. That sad face’s just going to be plastered for awhile, maybe it was his mask to trap me in bringing him to uni. UGH. MY. HEART. HURTS. Being a mom is HARD.
I went inside my car while trying to sink everything in. Was I a bad mom for forcing my kid to go to his daycare using such technique? But if it wasn’t because of that move, we would still be battling with that little human being and maybe all of his aunties will go out around my car just to try to get him out of the car, with all the 3 doors wide open!! Will he still love me after this? What if he hates me now?? I cannot sleep in peace without his hugs and kisses, goodnights and I love yous, Omg. I’D DIE.
I almost cried thinking of everything and drove away while reevaluating myself. You’re a bad mom, Miza. This is why God says no in meeting your other half yet, you’re not ready. Sighs. Maybe I was so naughty when I was a kid and this is my karma? Who is going to love me now??? Who am I gonna exchange the I love yous with before I go to sleep??? I’m gonna sleep feeling cold without his warm hug tonight I might need to prepare a bucket to hold my tears while I sleep-crying.
That was my dramatic thoughts only though. When I got back home just now he was being all cheeky at me asking my whereabouts, picking on me, while being silly and naughty. This little goon.
Such a big boy already. He’s going to start school next year but I swear he was born a week ago. My heart is weak. But boy did you gave me huge headache, heart pain and anxiety boy, you better buy me a Dior in the future or I’m gonna flip.
Anyhow I still got my hugs, kisses, good night and I love you just now guys so YAY!!!
But please do pray for me for tomorrow morning kay *nervous laugh* *intense praying*