He bought a slack. It needs to be altered; shorten. Since I can sew now. I offered to do it for him. So, I happily took his old pants and used the same measurement. The next day, I happily inform him that I have shorten his slack. Instead of thanking me, he said in a not no nice tone, “You know my measurement meh?” I told him I followed his old pants. “You want me to sweep the floor with my pants arh? I still need to fold that pants you know.” How would I know, he has a few pants and I don’t keep track which he folds and which he does not. I wish he would use different approach so that I won’t feel that hurt like, “Thanks Dear BUT if you follow that pants, it is still be long bla bla bla bla.”

Ok ok lar…I am being very sensitive here.

Halleluyah! We have finally paid up our last 1k beginning of this month. It was not easy you know. 1k may seems little to some of you but it took us 3 months to have that extra 1k in our business account. I am so glad that part of my hard earned online income is also being used to pay up the business loan. I jokingly tell hubby that half of the business is mine!

Do you know that not all wives are willing to share their income with their husband? I know a few. One of them is my ex-colleague. Her salary is hers and her hubby didn’t even know how much she has in her savings account! This is really not healthy in a marriage. I don’t understand how can a wife live her everyday life with the husband thinking that he might leave me one day for another woman. So, she must save some for her “in case” future. Where is the trust? Where is the transparency? Will the marriage survive with this kind of attitude?

After 9 years of marriage, I am thinner and he is fatter.

Nothing special on this 9th wedding anniversary. I left our children home around 7.15pm with maid and MIL and head to hubby’s shop with my Canon camera. Must captured our special day mah. We then left to the new Jusco for dinner and jalan-jalan. Hubby wanted to eat something that we often eat when we were younger. So we ended up at Kenny Roger’s. Being the only customer there, we were served with super shrink chicken (spring chicken?), over steamed corn and dunno how many times reheated baked bean. If I did not come with hubby, I think I will just walk out from the restaurant.

After dinner, we had a cup of yogurt ice-cream each at Kaizer. Yum! Then we just hold hands and window shop. By 9.30pm, we left Jusco then I headed home to our children who misses me a lot, especially my baby who refuses to sleep without me. Hubby came home shortly after that.

I breastfed Baby to sleep and I slept till the next morning.

The end.

How many of you can agree with me on the above phrase? I am not talking about incest! I am talking about your dad’s character in your husband.

The father is the first and most significant role model in a girl’s life. That’s the first man that they loved and look up too. Unconsciously, we will look for a man just like our dad provided he is a good dad.

I married my dad. My hubby manages our finance just like my dad; even my mom commented on that. My hubby does not talk much; just like my dad. My hubby leaves the household chores solely to me; just like my dad. Never once I see my dad sweeps, mop, cook or hang the laundry. My dad never bath us!

Thank God my hubby is not 100% my dad. He is not hot-tempered like my dad. He does bathe his children, mops, sweep, cook and hang laundry when I show my long face.

I see my hubby as the better version of my dad.

One of the problems in marriage is money matters. To me, no matter who is earning more or who is the breadwinner, we must have trust when it comes to money. We must find
budgeting tips too.

I really don’t agree with some couples who has a separate bank account unknown by their spouse. Their reason is, just in case my spouse left me for another one.

If this is the case, there is always the worry that your spouse might leave you. Think too much until it will affect the relationship coz there is no trust when you worry.

Think about it.

This “Family Planning” got nothing to do with making more babies or stop making babies.

For 2 Sundays, hubby and I got the opportunity to go out “dating”. Leave the children with my mom and we went to have our quiet dinner.

We took this opportunity to share and plan.

He shared about his business and his business plan. By God’s grace, we hope to settle the business loan by the time our youngest baby turns 1 year old.

I shared about our children; their education, and walk with God. I felt that I have a greater task than hubby. I am to raise godly children! This gives me goosebumps!

I shared about my thoughts; being poorer than my other siblings. Hubby made me realised that we are not poorer than them. We just don’t owe the banks and credit card companies a lot money. And we do have a house; 2 apartments to be exact. It just that we don’t live in them and don’t pay for the monthly installment thus I don’t feel like owning them.

Glad to know that I am more blessed than them.

Yesterday was our ROM (registration of marriage) 9th anniversary and we totally forgotten about it. Hubby remembers though; a day after that. He told me this morning. If he does not, it won’t come across my mind at all.

I guess it is not a significant date for me to remember. Even though we were legally married since that day, we did not lead a married life until we are married before the Lord on May 12 in the same year.

Looking forward to the month of April and May. April; my No. 4 baby will be 1yo!

For the past few days, hubby has helped wash the dishes instead of just leaving them in the sink. He even help to wash whatever I left in the sink after cooking. This I normally do if baby wakes up before I finished washing. I’ll wash them when baby takes his nap after his morning bath.

He even helped to clean our son’s vomit which I left to send my eldest girl to art class yesterday. I am so “allergic” to vomit. I will usually end up vomiting if I have to clean them myself!

I am really thankful that hubby helped me with the chores whenever he is around. I really need it.

Love is selfish.

I told hubby that if I were to die first when we are still young, I do not want him to re-marry. I want him to take care of our children by himself. Maybe he can employ a maid to help him but with his mother or my mom’s supervision. I know that I would never re-marry if he dies first. No one can ever replace his place in my life. And I want him to do the same too. I can’t bear seeing him together with another woman. See, I am selfish. hehehe.

He told me that he does not think he will do a good job raising our children all by himself. He said, “Either I die first or if you die, please die together with our children.” Like the option is mine like that.

After reading the touching story, he said, “That’s why I said you must die with your children.”

Love conquers all.

Why do you think that we, the wife have to repeat what we asked/requested again and again? To the extend that the men call it “nagging”.

It is because men does not listen and do. That is why we have to keep on reminding and asking.

Men! Always blame the women.

Every night my toes will be itching to be massaged. Sometimes they get some massage from hubby, sometimes they don’t. When it is a cold night, my feet will feel so “lenguh” and a good, hard squeeze will definitely take away the “lenguh”. On certain nights when I badly need a foot massage, I will try my very best to stay awake until hubby returns home from work. That will be very very late but it’s worth it.

My car needs repair; balancing, alignment, loose steering and no horn. I have been asking hubby to help me do all those since before I gave birth but he kept ignoring it. Only until after my confinement and I need to use my car again to send our girls to school then only he sent the car to tighten the loose steering and fix the horn. That is after much pestering. Next is the balancing and alignment; I wonder when will he do this for me.

It was our 8th wedding anniversary and like every year before we went out for a special dinner, just the 2 of us. This year, this can’t be done because my newborn is fully breastfeed. We need to bring him along. So our choice of places to eat is very limited; furthermore, I am still in confinement and there are a lot of food I still can’t take.

We ended up having our anniversary dinner at Seoul Garden; BBQ Steamboat. The place is very clean and not many people too. For the first 15mins, my newborn slept soundly in the stroller and I have an interrupted meal. Unfortunately, he poops and then he wanted to latch most of the time when he discovered that he is not at home; feeling insecure I guess.

As always, hubby felt that it was not value for money because we only eat one type of food for a quite big sum of cash. He said, next time around we should just eat a lil bit here and there and get to try more varieties of food.

Ok then, for his birthday, we shall do that.

After watching this video clip made by Yasmin Ahmad titled Funeral, I will not complaint or scold hubby when he farts in his sleep.

Thank God hubby did not snore. hehehe.

My wedding anniversary is approaching and as usual the choice of fine dining and places to go is mine. Every year I wish hubby would take this role and surprise me but he worried that his picky wife would sulk if the restaurant is not in her favor.

So I was thinking that since I have to eat a lot now (I just discovered that the more I eat the more breastmilk I have. I want that so that my baby will be well fed.), let’s go for buffet dinner. It will be value for money. This is for hubby’s sake. I go for good food; set aside the price but as for hubby, it must be value for his money.

A blogger friend who does a lot of food review recommended EQ or Holiday Inn. So I went to check their buffet dinner price. If I am not mistaken, I saw RM70++ for a buffet dinner in EQ! My eyes almost pop out; since when they added RM20 to it?

So I told hubby on Gmail chat. “KENSEL.” (cancel). His replied, “LOL.”

My budget for both of us is only RM100. Call me cheapskate but we don’t have the luxury to spend so much for a dinner that we will poop out the next day. I think I am turning into my hubby already; everything must be value for money.

Btw, I can’t simply makan (eat) any food coz I am still in confinement. No unclean food. Don’t think I can take beef either.

So now, where can we go? What can I eat?

Looks like I will be ending my confinement earlier by 4 days because on May 12 is our wedding anniversary. I don’t want to miss celebrating it again. But then, we can only go for dinner and no movie because my newborn will be tagging along. What to do, am fully breastfeeding him. For dinner I am going to indulge myself with beef steak and ice-cream which I am supposed to have on my birthday and before baby pops. I wonder whether I need a colon cleanse after it!

What we did not do was going for Satay Celup dinner because it was raining quite heavily and this wife doesn’t want to get wet walking from the car park to the restaurant. Well, when it is raining, you tend to run to get out of it and I can’t do that anymore with my 8 months tummy.

So I picked a place where there is sheltered car park. We ended up at MBO cinema watching The Curious Case of Benjamin Button. Our dinner was a quick bite of Fish and Chips at Marry Brown. By the way, we did not park at the sheltered car park because by the time we arrived there, it was only drizzling.

I was telling hubby that we could only go for our 2nd honeymoon during our 10th Annivesary that is when our 4th child is already 2 years old and hopefully he/she has weaned of from breastfeeding.

Would love if we could afford to join the New York City Sightseeing. Cruising on the top deck of the double decker bus, admiring the high rise buildings in New York City and visit places of attraction in NYC especially their museums. If it is God’s will, one day we will do just that because there will be many more anniversaries to come.

I got the feeling that today is a special day but it did not strike my mind what is so special about today until I told hubby that next Monday is a public holiday; Prophet Muhammad’s birthday. You know, birthday = special occasion.

Then…”Oh ya! Today is 1st of March, our marriage registration anniversary. We are legally married for 8 years already!”

No wonder I wanted to go out dating with hubby today. I requested to have Satay Celup dinner with him which we did not go because it was raining. My sub-conscious mind some how know that today is a special day.