No More Cooking



Assalamualaikum and Hello,

Being a working mother is not easy. There are so many things that I need to take care of.

The work itself already drains me out.

And when I reached home, I need to do the housechores, kemas this and that, buang sampah all the things; my energy depleted. Seriously I'm that weak.

Another thing is, this nauseous feeling and vomiting till nothing left in my stomach. Lol. Baby baby, please be kind to mommy. Love you, Luv.

All these thing somehow make me realize one important thing.

Before I got pregnant, my daily routine after work includes cleaning, do laundry, go buy groceries, prepare dinner no matter what time it is; may it be 8pm, 10pm, 1am, 3am, 4am - as the husband working on shift.. so, yeah. I am quite consistent in making his tummy filled with home cooked meals.

I mean, tak semua working mother and wife yang boleh bangun masak lemak cili padi, asam pedas ayam, buttermilk chicken, or as easy as nasi goreng kampung when she got an option of sleeping and rest before new day starts.

Because my goal is to make the husband feel happy after tiring day at work: the same that I felt at work too. Plus, after eat, got special foot massage that he could never resist. Lol.

The main point that I want to highlight is: it is always a good feeling when you ride home feeling tired and your soul gets empty due to the issues at work, bad traffic; and when you reached home you see someone you love/ or someone who loves you open the door for you and serve you meals and make warm drinks to comfort your body and soul- don't you think it is a bless? A straight from the oven blessings that some people could never appreciate because they thought the partner is obligated to do all those effort.

I would be sad if that scenario happens to me. Because I know, I totally understand the feeling of coming back home seeing nothing served on the dining table.

And on the other hand, I would be sad too if my efforts are not appreciated; and to be told that my hardwork, my hard effort of preparing meals with love leads to something..well, unpleasant to be heard. Yeah.

Because once again, I chose to sacrifice my energy my time my money for the family instead of focusing on myself, so, please appreciate.

But now, since I am super nauseous all the time and my blood pressure is low 90 over 70; I'd choose to focus on myself. No more cooking. No more gulai ayam at 4 in the morning no nothing.

And I have no idea when will my day and night sickness would subside.

Bertabahlah semua.


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