but now, as you may have noticed, i am changed. i no longer avoid the once 'taboo' topic. in fact, i talk about it 24-7. wowww..having a kid of my own really changed me inside out. now i proudly talk about imran to every willing listener. willing ke?? hahaha. i am super annoying now!! mmg macam makcik ok!
when i was in taiping, i used to talk about bendalah ni with my friends from jabatan bahasa and also with other teachers as well. back then, i used to ask them all the petua mudah bersalin, ayat apa nak diamalkan, nak makan ape and such. heheh..those were the 'in thing' for me. but i learned a lot though!
so now i'm working in beranang. there are not many female teachers here. boohoo! tak sampai 30 orang ok! unlike the teacher's room in mrsm taiping, most of us here are seperated according to units. for instance, i'm from the general studies department, so the teachers are placed in a room. and all the technical teachers are segregated into respective departments as well. so it is very unlikely for us to borak2 ramai2 or gelak berjemaah.huhh T_T oohh it's quite depressing sometimes. but hey, now i found a colleague who likes to talk about her son (just like me). yeahh!! her son, wasim, is 5 days older than imran. :) so we like to tell each other stories or achieved (or not) milestones of our sons. everytime she comes over to my room, one can expect that wasim has new progress. hahahah...dah menjadi terlalu obvious ok :)
so yesterday kak hiza came over to my desk and started to give me update on wasim. well it was quite an interesting one i just had to blog it. ok, so she told me she pretended to cry in front of wasim, just to see his reactions. at first, wasim didn't have a reaction towards her. so she continued crying and crying..after a while, wasim started to cry too!! teresak-esak lagi.. wahahah :D kesian wasim..beria-ria die nangis..and i thought it was funny too! kak hiza said that if a baby cries upon seeing his/her parents cry, that baby has compassion and insyaAllah will grow up as a good person.
last night i tested out that theory to imran. i didn't plan to do it at first, but after a few failing attempts to make him sleep (despite the fact that mata die dah terkujat2. budak ni mmg xnak tido..die nak ajak main lagi.. ;p) i remembered kak hiza's technique. so i cried and cried, at the same time hiding my face in the pillow. imran only patted by shoulder as if to ask 'what's wrong? what's wrong with you?' but i pretended not to hear him and only cried harder. i cried so hard ashraf (he was in the toilet) thought somebody died. sheeeessh.
getting frustrated and tired getting zero response from ibu, imran buried his little face in the pillow as well. oohh! mengapakah begitu? aku pun curik2 tengok...rupenye die tengah nangis!! :p aku pun dukung die..makin kuat die nagis! sedu-sedan pulak tu..hahah ;) ingatkan die nangis biase2 je. rupenye bersungguh-sungguh anak bujang ku menangis! panik sekejap aku dibuatnye. ashraf pujuk die pun xmau jugak. kat aku jugak die nak mengempeng a.k.a mengepit. pujuk x jalan, last2 aku sengih je kat die. eh, menjadik pulak taktik ni. bagus jugak! so imran pun berhenti nangis..tapi lepas tu die ajak aku main balik..huhuh...bile nak dekat2 tido tu, nangis lagi!! grr...siap berak lagi T_T

ok, so i ended up kene pujuk dan bersihkan die nak dekat tengah2 malam semalam..padan muke aku!
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