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>From: shafinaz To: [EMAIL PROTECTED], [EMAIL PROTECTED]
>Subject: H-Muslimat-Net* mothers day.. my wandering thoughts for the day.
>Date: Wed, 10 May 2000 15:20:43 +0800 (Taipei Standard Time)
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>assalamualaikum,
>
>i read the poem that nor send .. 'before i was a mother'.. and what was
>mentioned there was very very true.. and last weekend i saw all over the
>newspaper that mother's day is coming again.. this may 14th i think.
then i remembered the poem send by nuraini.. abt a daughter who found this
poem in her mom's drawer after she passed away..
>
>somehow today i felt very touchy.
>i missed my mom, very very much.
>
when i read the poem that nor send, somehow instead of acknowledging the
things that my children do to me, i felt sad.. knowing i did worst to my
mom, i think. all the headache i put her through.
>
last week i got a call from her.. i was abt to call her, but the phone
rang and she was tehre. so i said.. ' la.. baru nak phone mak,, nak tanya
khabaq.. dok kelam kabut ngan anak anak ni.. tak dan telephone lagi..' my
mom's reply was...' tu la. masa kat canada dulu boleh phone selalu, la ni
dah balik msia, punya susah nak dengaq khabaq berita'. i was breastfeeding
at the time she called, so i said .. ' dulukat canada tak dak anak. tak dak
sapa nak kacau..' both of us laughed at that.
true enough i think now in between the 4 children , times flies so fast.
ensure teh bigger ones sleep, baca fatihah and doa with them, then off to
breastfeed the baby, tertidor. tomorrow is the same routine.. wake up,
rushing to work, come back , have dinner, homework, already 11 pm, rush
everybody to bed, and tertidor again. soem days tertidor while
breastfeeding. woke up at 3, solat isyak then continue our precious sleep.
so it's not that i dont want to call my mom, but sometimes times moves so
fast.. it's 2, 3 weeks passed by.. without me calling her. no doubt that she
has other children, but do we know taht all of us are special to her?
if my sister called her.. it's still my sister, but it's me taht she still
didn't hear from. if she misses her children, if i called her, taht will not
make her misses my sister any lesser. any of you following me?
>
i remembered last 3 yrs.. i got a message from her on the voice mail.. teh
message was:" assalamualaikum. makcik dok cari anak makcik ni. dulu dia
study kat canada, lepas tu dia balik m'sia dah. dah kawin dah. kata la ni
kerja kat kuala lumpur, tapi lama dah makcik tak dengaq cerita dia.. kalau
anak jumpa dia, habaq kat dia makcik kirim salam, assalamualikum. " that was
the message i got when i checked my voice message. i cried that day, i
laughed , and i cried. she knew very well taht it's our phone, but she
purposely left the message for me. i felt so bad. that taught me something.
it touched me so much i kept on repeating the message again and again. and
i wrote teh message in my planner.. teh message from a mother.. to a
daughter who is so busy with everyday's chores taht she forgot her mother!!!
>
last chinese new yr she came to my place. i just gave birth to my 4th
child, so we didn't balik kampung during raya puasa. masa dok kemas kemas
bilik tu, i saw her 'kitab' bag. taht is a bag where she put all her surah
Yaasin, ma'thurat and apa apa lagi.. the bag actually was a 'tote' bag yg
kita dapat masa belik kain pelikat / kain batik. it was a transparent bag
with a zipper. what caught my attention was a lovely floral card - a
mother's day card. i was being nosy, so i opened up the bag, and just to see
the card. she cut off the edges of the card to fit in the card inside the
bag . the card was given to her by my eldest sister to her last year. it has
beautiful colours and flowers inside and my sister quote another poem that
i read soemwhere before.. for her.. i felt so sad, tears welled up in my
eyes.. you know what? why am i telling all these? coz it may just just
another mother's day for us, but for her.. it was/ is something very special
that she treasure it. i wish i gave something that nice to her that she'll
carry it with her wherever she go... !!!
>
>to all my friends out there..
>treasure our moms while we still can.
>show them our love.. tell them we love them .
>she is the person closest to you
>do not refer to our mother - any lesser than who they are to you..
>they are not our 'orang tua'
>they are not our orang gaji,
>they are not our pengasuh anak kita..
>even if they helped to take care of our children.. pls remember thay e
>doing us the favour, rather than let us worry abt other babysitter /
>maid..
>having 4 children, even the thought of my children refering me as less
>than a mother will break my heart i think..
>
this is mothers's day week. may be we say taht it's a western culture. for
me.. it's a day that i know my mom knows.. various newspapers are having
competition abt mothers day.. write something abt yr mom in 15 words, and
perhaps we'll win something.. how can i describe my mom, and what wonderful
thing she did to me in 15 words? her unconditional love? her everlasting
love? her wrinkles that was caused by worrying abt me.. and all her
children?
>
>talking abt a mother's unconditional love...
>bear with me on this..
>we always heard the phrase that.. 'emak sorang boleh jaga 8-10 orang
>anak..,
>tapi belum pasti anak 8 orang boleh jaga emak..'..
>lets walk with me.. .. down my memory lane..
>
>when i was in school, at one time all 8 of us were schooling. from my 1st
>sis in itm shah alam, 2nd in utm.. to my 2 twin brothers kat sekolah
>rendah.. my fathers pay was only few hundred, as a driver for tnb. with
>all of us schooling , our parent still managed to feed us all. i was in
>boarding school , same with my 3rd sister.. and 4 smaller ones at local
>schools. now i remembered.. i used to ask money from my parents.. duit
>yuran hostel rm 60 ... so my parents gave. then my sis ask for yuran.. my
>parents gave.. and teh list goes on..
>what our parents did? they gave to us.. for our schooling, without knowing
>how to make ends meet.. they fulfil our needs first.
>now look at us.. when we have our pay.. what do we do? when we need to
>give to our parents, most of us check our balance first..
>
>compare the children's mentality as compared to parents..
>parents pay 600 - schooling for children - pocket money - duit bas - food
>for children...= balance.
>
>children's pay 2000 - car payment - house - groceries - petrol - baju anak
>anak = balance.. from balance then we decide how much to give to our
>parents?
>
>see.. our parents give to us first, then they see whether they have enough
>or not. but children do everything first, and from the balance left we
>decide whether to give to our parents? talking abt unconditional love.. i
>feel so ashame... to describe my mom to the world in 15 words..
>
>i envy my sister. what she did - direct to tabung haji to my parents
>account . having mention all this, i still did not do it despite filling
>up the form. my company insist that they only do for employee only... so
>occasionally i give her whatever.. that i think she may like..
>
>enough thoughts for a day. pls get something for your mom, today, and give
>it to her. see her smile on her face.. that's only a drop of happiness
>that we can give.. as compared to her love showered to us.
>remember.. make her happy while we still can cherish them......
>
>to all mothers out there..
>happy mothers day!,
>
>and to whoever you are..
>we are here... coz of our mother...
>remember......
>
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> > Dedicated for real moms--& moms to be..watch out!
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> > Before I was a mom
> > I made and ate hot meals
> > I had unstained clothing
> > I had quiet conversations on the phone.
> >
> > Before I was a mom
> > I slept as late as I wanted
> > and never worried about how late I get into bed
> > I brushed my hair and my teeth everyday.
> >
> > Before I was a mom
> > I cleaned my house everyday
> > I never tripped over toys or forgot words to lullabies.
> >
> > Before i was a mom
> > I did'nt worry whether or not my plants were poisonous
> > I never thought about immunizations.
> >
> > Before I was a mom
> > I had never been puked on, pooped on, spit on,
> > chewed on, peed on or pinched by tiny fingers.
> >
> > Before I was a mom
> > I had complete control of my mind, my thoughts,
> > my body. I slept all night.
> >
> > Before I was a mom
> > I never held down a screaming child
> > so that doctors could do tests or give shots
> > I never looked into teary eyes and cried
> > I never got gloriously happy over a simple grin.
> > I never sat up late hours at night watching a baby sleep.
> >
> > Before I was a mom
> > I never held a sleeping baby just because
> > I didn't want to put him/her down
> > I never felt my heart break into a million pieces
> > when I couldn't stop the hurt
> > I never knew that something so small
> > could affect my life so much
> > I never knew that I could love someone so much
> > I never knew I would love being a mom.
> >
> > Before I was a mom
> > I didn't know the feeling of having my heart outside
> > my body
> > I didn't know how special it could feel to feed
> > a hungry baby
> > I didn't know that bond between a mother and her child
> > I didn't know that something so tiny
> > could make me feel so important.
> >
> > Before I was a mom
> > I had never gotten up in the middle of the night
> > every 10 minutes to make sure all was ok
> > I had never known the warmth, the joy, the love,
> > the heartache, the wonderfulment
> > or the satisfaction of being a Mom
> > I didn't know I was capable of feeling so much
> > Before I was a mom..
> >
> >
> > .. IMMEY IRWANIEY
> >
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