I didn't want to blog so often as it seems like i'm using this space to pour my hearts out.
But sometimes when people don't really understand you, you really need a space for yourself.
Yes...a space... my husband needs one too.
I hope he finds his soon... As his wife...i hope he can be his happy self again... the loving husband that loves to cook for his wife...that loving father that doesn't mind changing his son's diapers and play wif him while I do some housework...
It's been tough for him...its been tough for everyone in the family... even my mum...
even till now... she can't bear to see us leave whenever we stay over at Hougang.
Maybe she has pampered me a lot... but I guess while she pampers me...she also throw me into challenges...which other don't see... I have always been seen as the "pampered princess"... but do I really have nice dresses, dolls and everything I want just like a princess? No... I don't... my parents went through tough times when they have me... so I know what's tough... I do try to do my part as a mother. But sometimes, people think that my mum still pampers me even now that I have Hamzah.
When I am quiet, talks softly etc...people thinks that I am a little gentle lady... like "wow...so good, I like her" but when I start to... talk a little straight to the point... people think that I am rude.
Am I rude? Or do I really have to keep changing myself to suit others?
It seems like that... Whenever I talk a little direct to my husband or my MIL... they think that I am scolding them... If I were to scold... its even worse...
There's a saying in the Quran that we daughter-in-law should treat or love our MIL the way we treat or love our on mothers... well I cant! If I were to do that... I would really be very rude...
I have been controlling myself... and yet people thinks that I should stop throwing tantrum...or stop being sarcastic... am I really that sarcastic to begin with? Why not see how I speak like 10 years ago?
There's also a saying that MIL should treat or love their DIL as though they treat or love their own daughters... I know mine is trying to... of course I can't expect her to kiss and hug me the way she does to her own daughter... but at least understand that her daughter may be way more rude than I am...
I am not here to complain about everyone... I just wanna reason things out with myself...
well... am I really wrong?
well... am I really wrong?
