Nine Days After Mom’s Passing

Thursday, 12 November 2009

I was going to blog on Tuesday—exactly a week after my mom passed away—about how things were different, my emotions, how much I missed her, and how my family was coping.

Then my servant decided it would be a good time to run away on Saturday morning, when we were out to watch Brandon dance at his school concert. 8-}

The chief security guard felt something was amiss when he saw her walking out the front gates carrying two bags, and so got on his motorcycle to bring her back to the apartment. But upon reaching the grounds she fled to one of the other blocks, starting a frantic hide-and-seek session involving quite a number of the guards. They finally found her and saw her back to our unit.

Han’s mom relayed to us this news which she received from the management. We knew right away that we couldn’t afford her a second chance—not when the kids are so young. She even tried pretending that nothing had happened. That got Han really pissed off. I’ve never seen him so agitated before. I’m sure our maid was also taken aback.

To cut the story short, we are going to hire a Cambodian maid, and, assuming we get past all the red tape quickly, are looking at about 3 months without any full-time domestic help.

It’s not a walk in the park, but we’re managing.

So if you ask me if I miss my mom after a week of her not being physically around for me to talk to or hug, I’d say, yes I still do. But not with the kind of depth and destructive intensity I had previously imagined, if I had the chance to be left to myself without having to attend to the kids almost 24-7. Maybe this whole costly maid issue is a blessing in disguise, at least on this front.

On another note, baby number 3 certainly looks like he/she has a really roomy space to grow in. Not even in 2nd trimester yet and I’ve got a proper belly! Energy levels spike and trough throughout the day.

Speaking of which, it’s on its way down fast right now. Today was the first time I managed to settle both lunch and dinner on our own, without going over to the in-laws’. Macaroni and cheese bake for lunch, and nachos with chili con carne for dinner. I’m bushed.

I-)

2 Comments

#1Gravatar imageruach says:

gosh. never a dull moment. prayers and a poke for old times’ sake.

#2Gravatar imageMichelle says:

Heheh, thanks for jogging my memory. Cheered me up. :)

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