I have been too lazy to blog of late. Too many things to write about, too little time. Mundane life matters that no right words can describe. Or just plain don't know how and what to write.
What is occupying my mind right now is the fact that I will be returning to office next Monday, 7 September. After more than two glorious months at home (if you count the two week MC prior to giving birth), it is difficult to bring myself into thinking about office matters on a full time basis. The reason I say that is I have been in touch with office, keeping abreast with the goings on, and then retreat into the daily routine at home with the baby and forget about office.
Staying at home these two months has made me realize how much I have been relying on my maid of 8 years to take care of too many things that is really not to my liking. And my annoyance with my maid's behaviour over certain things has got to do with me annoyed with myself more than I am with her. Therefore this two months I had to set the record straight over a few things surrounding my kids and my household. Now that I have another maid dedicated to taking care of baby Harith, my management of these two maids, household, the bigger kids and baby Harith becomes all the more critical. I need to remind myself every day that I need to be in charge and in control, rather than let the maids run my life for me.
Today is the 10th day of fasting and 8 days for me, since the first two days I still had some blood discharge. The day before fasting i.e. Friday, I cooked nasi beriani and ayam kurma at the request of Zarif. The first week i.e. last week, I cooked nasi tomato and only Munirah liked it. When usually all of them love my nasi tomato, this time the response was lukewarm. Nasi ayam never fails, though. That was a hit with all three, especially Aliah who had three plates. She loved the nasi ayam chilli sauce that I made from a recipe I copied from a blog and kept saying "nak tambah lagi Ma...". I let her eat. Usually I would try and control their rice intake, this time I let her enjoy the meal. It is not often that I do these things for my kids, anyway, and when they enjoy my cooking, indulge them!
Made karipap too and that was also a hit with all three, especially Zarif, who initially was a bit cold towards my karipap. After experimenting with the dough, failing at first (too much margarine) and correcting it again, I finally got it right. I made the dough again last Friday and a total of 20 karipap was just gone with me getting to taste only 1. Zarif alone had 5, I think. Aliah stopped in the middle of her nasi eating to warn Zarif to leave some for her. I thought there were 4 leftovers from buka puasa, by the time I thought of having another one, those 4 were also gone. On that same day, I baked moist pandan and pound cake. That was one day that we did not go to the nearby Ramadhan Bazaar, he he.... as food was aplenty.
I enjoyed the cooking, amateur cook that I am, it gives me so much satisfaction that my kids are able to eat from my own cooking. This is the part where I try to differentiate my cooking from the maid's. When I work, by the time I reach home, I am just too tired to even think about menus let alone cook anything myself. And my maid is ever so willing to plan the cooking for the day. This has to change. MrM said that it is a bit too late to change the kids' menu and nutrition but to me, better late than never.
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