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 The Proud Mama

I'm a 35 year old woman brought into this world on February 23rd 1971 and  married to the same man for 13 years, mother to 2 hilarious, extremely handsome boys and one beautiful baby boy, who was totally NOT planned, but who turned out to be the Joy of our lives,  loves to drink ice tea and hot chocolate from Starbucks. There is more to me than just being a mother, I just don't remember any of it.

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This site and contents, unless otherwise noted, is a copyright of mine! This website is a place for me to draw together all aspects of my life into an enjoyable and interesting journal. You will find issues that are truly going on in my life at the current moment. Sometimes I can be sharp. I am also very open with my feelings and opinions. If you are part of my life and I love you, you'll read about it in my journal. If you are an idiot, guess what? It's in here too. Feel free to respond if you choose. However, leave my website if you can't handle reality. I dont give a damn!
 

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Mamafai's Daily Dose...

Friday, June 29, 2007

..: Thank You, Goodbye :..

I have never mentioned about this lady in my blog before. In fact not many know of her existence in my life except for my family. She is my best friend from school. The last time I heard from her was via sms about a month ago. Yesterday afternoon while baking, I received a call from her..

M : hello girl...its me

Me : hello..eh where are you? at work? (the no doesn't look familiar)

M : I quit my job oredi. I'm at mom's place.

Me : Oh.. is everything ok?

M : We're migrating. I'm leaving today.

Me : Today??? You must be joking???

M : It's no joke. Flight at 7.30pm

Me : What??

I was speechless. I knew of her plan to migrate but not this soon. I sat down on the bed and broke down..so was she. She went on and on telling me how sorry she was and why she had to break the news to me the very last minute. She told me not to go down to the airport to bid her goodbye. How could I do that? How could I not see her go? I called dh at his office and told him to come back early and drive me to the airport. I was shaken and I don't think I could drive myself. I couldn't even finish my work.

At the airport, when we saw each other, we couldn't say anything at all.. we hugged each other tightly and cried... Everyone was looking at us but I couldn't carel. I know I am gonna miss her so much. Our friendship means a lot to us. We've been through lots of things.. Though we do not see each other much eversince we have our own family and due to some other personal reasons, we never fail to keep in touch.

I know there is internet, msn, email, phone and etc to keep in touch but the thoughts of her not at the same place with me in this world makes me feel very very sad.

To my dearest Malis... I love you to the max girl! I am gonna say this again.. I am gonna miss you very much.. you take care of yourself and the little angels! I am sorry I was not able to spend time with you of late. I'll be waiting for your emails/call/letters/cards and etc.... :(

Mamafai wrote @ 9:27 PM |

 

Thursday, June 14, 2007

..: Dopey and Sleepy got nothing on me :..

When was the last time you got out of bed, greeted the day and felt great?
If you say that you do that every day I really do envy you.

I can't remember the last time I felt rested. Even yesterday, when I woke up at 9:30am (yes, you read that right), I felt tired. I have a hard time falling asleep at night because I can't shut my mind off. I toss and turn. I turn on the light and read. Then I toss and turn some more until I finally fall asleep. I usually have nightmares. I'm just a mess.

And I'm tired.

I want to be able to wake up when the alarm goes off, not hit the snooze button ten times and greet the day. I don't want to wake up and have the first thing that goes through my head to be "God. I wonder if I can fit a nap in today?" (Because I never can).

Is it just me? Can I get a "Hell Yeah!"?

Mamafai wrote @ 8:17 PM |

 

Monday, June 11, 2007

..: Happy 5th Birthday Afzal! :..


Has it really been 5 years already?? At every birthday that my brother and I had, my mother would bemoan the fact that she couldn’t understand where the time went because it seemed like just yesterday that we were babies.

I would always roll my eyes and tell her to get over it, that she was just being silly. Now I totally get it. Where the hell did the time go because I swear to you, it feels like just yesterday when I brought that baby boy home? My son, the son that I was so excited to have once I found out that I was pregnant with a little boy, turns 5 years old yesterday. I’m so not ready for this growing up shit….On the other hand, it has been an absolute pleasure watching him grow, develop, overcome, learn and simply be my son.
I’m so excited to see what the years ahead hold for him.
Decided it would be too chaotic and busy to have a party for him. We ended up staying at Orchid Country Club. We had a nice time and Afzal did enjoy himself there.

Happy Birthday Son! We love you very very much!

Mamafai wrote @ 11:32 PM |

 

 

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