"Nadrahhh!!" is almost always all i have to say

assalamualaikum!

i have to make this a quick and brief one, because hubs left the laptop charger at his office, and it's on 5% power.
thanks sayang.
i lebiu, like, so much.

you know what they say. "don't let a man do a woman's job". i don't really like that saying.
because i want you to do all my job.
WAHAHA!

anyhoots,

Nadrah and i went on a vacation recently to UK and Italy with my mom and two elder bros.
It was really.
the.
most.
tiring.
experience.
ever.
ever.
EVER.
EVERRRRRRR!!!!!
faham tak, EVER!??!?!?!!

the 4 of us could not compete with this lil girl. i kid you not.

we reached manchester all groggy and aching everywhere, but little energiser bunny was on the go!

imagine that on land.
now, imagine that, IN THE PLANE!

it was so tiring, my eyebags were about to break out of pressure. hahaha!
ok that's too much. =p

the steward & stewardesses had mixed feelings about nadrah. they liked her, but they're also annoyed.
you know when kids, biasa la kan, they don't like to be strapped in and stuff.. eventhough we all memang put her in car seat since the day she was born, till today, she still hates it - being strapped in.
so when the stewardesses (yes, more than one person, and more than once) told me "excuse me, please wear your seatbelt with your child." and when i told them, "yeah, i'm trying" while struggling with a pro-wrigler and high-pitched screaming girl, they just don't get it.

so as a mother to a child like nadrah, i have to dress like i'm ready to sprint.
sport shoes, shawls that don't move much, clothes that is thermodynamic and aerodynamic to help me withstand the cold and provides ease of movement, and pants. definitely pants.

i can't help but feel scrutinised when people look at me everytime nadrah cries or screams.
being overseas meant less freedom for nadrah, and she didn't like it.
what to do babe?
you can't go into a bag shop and run out with an unpaid (and expensive) one out as you like!
you can't just run into a train track, are you serious?!?
you can't just jump into the canal just because it has water! it's not swimming pool!
ahhhh.. jantung aku.....

being in UK and Italy made me realised something.
i have to puasa travelling out of malaysia for... 5, 10 years? maybe?
wuwuwuuu..

takpe la. demi my own health and child(ren)'s.

i could not go through those mini heart attacks anymore!

*the decoration on the stage looks really nice! except for that green thing. it's a bit.. off..*

*oh dear. that's nadrah.*

-__-"'"'

would you like me to blog about our holiday?
(yay or nay, imma do it anyway. yay, i rhymed!)