Saturday, November 13, 2010

she's my mum

Guess i pretty much wrote a lot about myself before, this time i want to write a bit about my mum.

My mum is not kind of popular mum, not even a fashionable mum, like fancy dress, spend times for saloon, pedicure, menicure or even does not have any "friends activity". Not at all...

My mum is very humble and down to earth. she dresses up casual, and she doesn't put any make up. Instead of having some "mum" activity, she works hard and a lot. u will barely see her being lazy. yeah that's her. She's my mum,.....

my mum is 51, she looks young though (some people think i am her youngest sister rather than a daughter T_T)..she is average tall, 157 cm i guess, with average weight, curly hair and and very smooth skin (for her age it is amazing skin)..

she is middle kid, with young sister and older brother. My Grandpa passed away when she was 12, and my Grandma left us 2.5 years ago. My mum never finished her junior high school, however she is really smart and no one can ever beat her. she's been working since she was 15. she likes to travel a lot a lot a lot, sometimes i think is she having too much money, or she does like to travel.

okay, get bored already??? hahahaaa.. please don't be..u will know how great she is after u finish reading it,,,

move on, she met my dad when she was 21, then got married 2 years later. they were poor at that moments (that what they reckon) and my Dad was unemployment for a year. She worked instead of my Dad, until my Dad started his business from zero. I always believe my Mum is the key point of my Dad carreer. without her support, we will never be like today.

she still worked hard even she had us...she worked more than took care of us (well she had to, considering we were poor and had kids). Me and My younger brother were raised by Nanny til we were 4 i think. my sister was raised by my Grandma. I remember those days where i was in Kindergarten, i saw everyday my friends were picked up by their parents, and i was picked up by my maid or sometimes aunty. she never did, a bit sad but i never blame her. i know exactly how busy she was and she had to raise us. i think i wasn't that close with her at that age, yet , i tried so many ridiculous things to catch her attention (pretty much the same like ADD).

well, she teaches us a lot of things. a bit strict in a way of life and manner. i had to do some requirements when i went for my first overseas trip. i was 5 that time and i had to pack my own luggage, carry or push it, go to toilet, eat and dress by myself. if i think about it, it was a bit crazy, knowing these days, it is almost possible to expect a 5 year old kid to do those things. well me and my sis did it. i become more mature faster than my friends.

whenever our family and my cousins went out, we almost all the time behave well. we never jumped on people's sova, bed, taking someone's toys, yelling or crying loud. if we did, my mum would kick our ass i think as soon as we got in a car. and i feel thanking her for that, for raising us to be a good kid.

However, when i grew older, in my teenage years. i became very emotional person. that's when i (ever) hate being part of family. i admit i was so silly and dumb ass back then, well, everyone was, wasn't it??

i started to think that my mum never really love me (i was such an asshole that time). i always felt i was the least child to be loved. i spent most of my days at school, with friends and went home late. or sometimes we just met each other when we had dinner. i started to be jealous of my Brother. whenever he was hungry in late night, she would go to kitchen and cooked for him,( meanwhile when i was hungry, she asked me to eat instant noodles). i barely shared any stories with her, we argued sometimes as well. i remember, we argued and i swore at her, then she slapped my face. i didnt cry that time (i really wanted to, but i hold it), and she said in fact i wasn't her daughter and asked me to go away from home. still i didnt cry, all i did was, i offered my face to be slapped again. i still can picture her face that time, she was really upset and hurt of my disrespectful. I didnt cry in front of her, but deep down my heart was torn apart (yeah i cried so bad after).

the thing is, i don't cry easily when it comes to physical pain, got hit, felt down, or anything. it just when its about her i became so sensitive.. I never blame her ( i really never) when she almost lost me in shopping centre when i was kid; or she never hug us and kiss us or even say i love u to us(yet i find out being corny is just not her style);
the fact is ; she is the one i love the most. her word means everything to me. when she said that words, it left a scar in my heart.

then again when i got older,somehow i became closer with her.
i learnt to understand her more, instead of i expect she is the one to understand me.. whenever she has her mood, i prefer to be quiet, i am a lot more calm..i start to understand that being her, being mum is really hard. she has to take care of us, my Dad, my grandmas, and also her siblings. and somehow everything in the past become understandable.

i suddenly put her as my priority, i put her first in my 'go together list'.
i realize she got more wrinkles and dark circle on her eyes. I felt so sorry somehow. My mum got older. i try my best to company her anytime she needs company. i drive her. and i help her to do some house things (which i never did before, always think Mbak is the one who has to do it).. i start to share some problems with her, not much, just some, i don't want to make her worry. i always know she has too much things to think, why should i burden her. everything becomes easier. then i realize, i change, the way i think of her is change. and she...she still the same..she still a great mum like ever....

i can proudly say she is supermum..FYI, she never cries in front of us. i never see her cry..in my life for 25 years.never..

she is the best cook ever (for those who tried her dishes, u will agree), she cooks 3 times in a day with different dishes( all yummy vegetarian foods, i can't imagine be if i have to eat only those plants XP) ... she never push us to get stupid rank in school(lucky me).. most of my friends like her a lot, assuming my Dad is too scary (which is a bit true),, she fixes most of broken things at home, while my Dad just sit there, does nothing to help (T_T)..

It's a bit funny sometimes when i think back what are my mum's bad habits..
she is very typical not on time person. her time is like " oo ok i promise i wont be long, just 10 minutes, then she will be back like in 30 mins"..also, she changes her mind a lot, which made me upset a lot everytime i want to go out (I'm very stick to schedule). one thing make me laugh all the time is when i remember how she bargain when she goes shopping, it is like she can get almost half price than before. even when she went to Penang, the shop lady scolded her and said she was crazy with such a lower price. and my mum was like " u crazy, i'm not, ok??".. cool but made me laugh all the time, plus i feel sorry for the seller. they pretty much gave up with my mum and let her win... one thing made me embarrased was she cut the queue when she was in Sydney. and i was like "MUm,,,,,,,,,,,OMG...feel so ashamed, the ozy was just shake their head..T_T... and i will never win over her since she is really stubborn and smart... then again,whatever she does, she is my Mum..she is the best mum for me,,,


whenever i feel moody or if i am sick, i just need to call her, listen to her voice, and thats it, i will feel better. cos i know, she is the only person who know me really really well. no matter how shit my day is, how tired I'm with routines, i am blessed knowing i still have my Mum. even when she visits us like twice in a year, she will clean the house, cook for us, and not taking rest which she supposed to... (feel so bad now)..
now when she get older, she is tired easier.

in my life, she always be my inspiration with or without my awareness..
she affects me a lot... in return, i try to be a good person, i don't want to make her worry. once, i asked her what will make her happy about us. it's not to see us rich or success in carreer, but all she wants and makes her happy is if we live happily. simple but its true. as long as i can take good care of myself, i live healthy and happily, she will be very released.. she knows i am very happy now, i married to a very good guy. my husband is the first guy she likes a lot. and that makes me happy when i know my mum now is released, she trusted me to my husband...


for sure i know, one day there will be a day when we are separated, and i cant ever imagine if that day comes... that's why i keep reminding myself, to do whatever i can to make her happy. don't wait until all are too late..
my promise is i have to take her and my dad with my husband to travel one day...

again, our mum is the best... My mum is the one who can take the place of all others but whose place no one else can take....

she will always be loved wherever she goes... and whenever people ask me, who is she.. i proudly say THAT's MY MUM...

i love my mother...always....