Again...Again...Again...

Here I am again, ranting.  I know it's not good, and my husband told me not to do this, but I can't help it.  Besides, this time I'm not naming names, so what the heck?

My cousin lives with us.  She was my son's nanny before, and I was giving her enough salary (I think it's higher, though).  But she asked to stop working and to go home (she said her father said so but I don't believe her).  So what could I do?  I don't want my uncle or our relatives to say something bad about our family, so I let her go.  That was also one of the reasons why I stopped working.  My son didn't have a nanny anymore, and I was to give birth, so I had to go home.  My mom encouraged me because I was a little upset.  She said it will be okay, we can handle it.  So that was fine with me.  My cousin left by the end of September.

But on November, when my family went to Sirawan (to visit my grandparents' graves), my cousin requested my father to come back (all that sweet talking...sheesh!!!).  My father didn't really care so he agreed.  When we came home, I told my sister that our cousin wanted to go back, and that's when she told me about what our cousin really wanted before.  Ate said that she wanted to work with her, but Ate didn't permit it (because of me).  Ate didn't like the idea that she left me in the middle of my problems, and now she wanted to work with her?  That'll be impossible.  She didn't know my sister's real reason, though.

So my cousin came back a few days after my delivery.  She didn't work as my son's nanny, though, since I don't really want her back.  Now her job is to help my mom with the household chores.  She does the laundry, sweeping, anything.  She wakes up at around 5:30 am, cleans the windows, sweeps the floor, does some gardening, then after breakfast, does the laundry.  After doing the laundry, there's nothing she can do anymore, so she watching tv, or goes directly to the room and God knows what she is doing.  In short, the hardest (or heaviest) chore she does everyday is doing the laundry.  But although it's the hardest, the quality isn't that good.  The smell is still there, the colored clothes fades, and the dirt is still there (like chocolate or juice stains).  My son's t-shirt has light blue sleeves.  Now, it's plain white.  Chocolate stains are also left and my mom would repeat washing the clothes.

Other than that, she leaves the house in the middle of the week, goes to town.  And during Sundays, during her day-off, she seldoms help at all.  Not that I don't want her to take her day off, but since she stays at home, she might as well even the littlest chore as setting the dining table during meals.  Then everynight, when everybody else is busy, she just sits in the living room, watching the television, or texting.

You might think that I'm just overreacting since she's doing what she's suppose to do.  But I'm ranting because even I help in the house.  I am used to helping with the chores since I grew up without a helper.  That's why eventhough I'm holding my daughter, I still help with the chores: sweeping, setting the table, arrange neatly the living room, watch over my son, etc.  And I'm ranting because while I'm multitasking, I can see her sitting, doing nothing to help.  I'm nt asking her to be aware as my mom's helper.  I'm asking her as my cousin who lives with us almost free of charge.  All I want from her is a little bit of consideration.

*sigh...I feel better now.

My Sister and Kids

It's been a while since my last blog.  Aside from work, I've been busy with my kids.  Whenever my daughter is asleep, I play with my son.  I make sure the connection between the two of us isn't lost, even though my Mom takes care of him most of the time.

Anyway, so it's graduation month.  My sister is a candidate for graduation in Elementary.  She's graduating with honors (4th honorable mention, to be exact).  I remember when the results came out, she was sort of complaining she couldn't make herself go up (place higher than her rank).  I told her to shut up because being in the Top 10 is already making our parents and thankful.  I graduated as 7th honorable mention in elementary and still made them happy.  I told her to be happy with what she gained and to maintain her enthusiasm in her studies.

Next, my son is really hyperactive.  He moves a lot, runs a lot.  He also has a lot of bruises, scars, and wounds because of constant running.  One time, he fell from the chair and his chin bleed.  Then next week after his wound healed, he tripped outside the gazebo, hitting the edge of concrete ladder.  His right eyebrow bleed.  This time, the wound is bigger than the chin, not to mention, more blood.  My mom and I applied first aid, then they went to see the doctor later, to ask for an antibiotic.  He was fine, though, later that day and in the afternoon, he's running again, as if nothing happened in the morning.  But he kept on saying "du-go" all week.  Now, the wound is almost healed.

One thing that amazes me (as well as other my son encounters) about my son is that at his very young age (less than 2 years old), he can talk a lot of words now.  Although still baby words, we can communicate well with him.  Just like when he says "Tv, watch, bubum!", we know that he wants to watch Cars (his favorite movie).

My daughter, on the other hand, is getting heavier. hehehe...She's so behave.  If she's in the mood, I can just leave her in bed without hearing her cry.  She also smiles a lot, and sleeps soundly.  But I can't leave her in bed for so long anymore.  She may fall now because she can rotate herself.  There are times that I leave her for two minutes if I have to do something important, and then when I get back, she already moved 45º.  I fear that if I was away any longer, she might turn 90º and fall.

I believe that my daughter can recognize people now.  There are times that when my mom holds her, she would smile a lot.  Then if I come to get her, she would flap her arms, as if excited that I'm getting her.  And there are also times that when my father carries her, she would stare at him, or look back at him.  She's not seeing much of my father because he's always at the farm.  So his face is new to her sight. hehehe.

That's it for now.  There's nothing much about me anyway except these.  Besides, my kids are my joys in life.  Any improvement that I notice on them is already something that I can be proud of.  I'm really blessed with my kids.