Here I am blogging. It has been a long since the last time I wrote something in here. Shuhadah has grown up, to be sweet like the mummy and at times, temperamental like the father...its the genes..ehheeh.
It is exhausting, bringing up a child is not a joke. Waking up in wee hours of the night, changing their diapers, milk and the list go on. I really envy those mummies who have two, three,five… children to look after.
Me, being the paranoid mum, buying my shuhadah, any flashcards that comes to my sight. I don’t believe in buying toys especially dolls, as I was not privilege to get what I want when I was young. I want Shuhadah to grow up to be strong individual and at the same time sensitive to feelings.Hmmm...the wants...
This is parenthood, in one way or another, it has made my life with hubby, brighter.
