Virus or Bacteria

Adam is having a fever. So today at the doctor's...

Doctor: oh....ni viral fever ni....
me: oh yeke...
doctor: ok nanti terus cpt2 start him on anti biotik ok?
me: eh doktor, kalau virus pun kene bg antibiotik ke?
doctor: yelah kuman ni ade mcm2 jenis...
me: *confuse*

Yes I'm no expert, but surely antibiotic is meant to fight bacteria, not virus???

I am the Rubbish Man

I was hanging out clothes to dry on the balcony this morning. A noise alerted the kids and they both came over to have a look.


Adam: What's that noise? Who's that mom?
Me: oh, that's the rubbish man, picking up rubbish.
Adam: wow! Mia, come take a look. It's the Rubbish Man! He's.....rubbishing.

Mia: wow..wow...

Adam: Where's he taking the rubbish mom?

Me: Oh..to the landfill. Or maybe he might recycle some of it.

Adam: Oh! he's going to the recycling center!


And from there unfolded many loud excited story telling about the rubbish man and the rubbish truck. Up to the point where even the rubbish men were paying attention. When they were about to leave, Adam said ' Mom! the rubbish man is waving at me!!!' I looked down and true enough, they were waving and saying goodbye. The kids probably made their day.

Guess what happened next?

Adam started collecting his toys and asking me to catch them and put them in 'the rubbish truck'. And then he proceeded to drive the truck to the recycling center. And then he danced around the rubbish singing;

' I am the Rubbish Man

I go Recycling Center

Sampah...always sampah...

I like recycling...'

I swear, it was too funny. I should've recorded it.

Isn't it amazing how in a kid's world, a simple visit from the rubbish man can be so exciting.

Fresh Milk

Does anybody know where I can get real fresh milk? We tried a few box variety, Adam said ' It's not the same' and refused them. He's been consuming an alarming amount of sweet cincau and soya. Help!

Keep calm and carry yarn

is always my motto. Through any crisis or joy in life, it'll keep you sane and mindful of each precious moment.



no i did not forget to pack my knitting. i chose wooden needles and got through airport check, phew.



knitting at the airport lounge

Last week we drove past a factory with a sign that says 'Knitting Factory' near Balakong. My husband and I started discussing what kind of factory might that be - machine knitting? yarn? etc. Suddenly Adam offered his point of view "Sheep turn 'knitting' " which is to say a factory to turn sheeps wool into yarn! So he WAS listening all these while when i babbled about how yarn is made out of sheep's wool...wow..

p/s: i'm thinking of setting up a knitting group/class. Anybody interested?

Adapting

Before we left, Adam was sad and Mia was mostly unaffected. When we arrived, we met many family members who have been waiting a long time to meet these two lucky kids. Bear in mind that to them, these relatives are practically strangers. And the reactions?

Adam is beyond happy. He's the kind of guy that thrives in the presence of company. Even when there is language barrier, he manages to communicate and play with everybody. Taking him anywhere is a breeze because he gets along with everyone.

Mia on the other hand is a private person and reveals her (cheeky) personality only with the people she feels comfortable with. As such, these constant contact with people was torturous for her. She kept crying and clung to me. Thankfully now she is comfortable with my mom and siblings who we are staying with, and she's now happy to be herself. Not 5 minutes ago she broke my sister's glasses.

In either case I'm glad they're both adjusting well...

Hello Malaysia

The move has been exhausting. We slept often and erratically last week. But we've enjoyed the company of family and delicious Malaysian food. This week everyone seems to be adjusting a little better.

We're in the middle preparing our house. This is the first time we would live in our own house. We're very excited!



the fans and lights newly installed



we had a little picnic on the newly scrubbed floor

more stories to follow soon insyaallah....

Leaving the nest

This blog has been really silent recently. I have been taking the time to think, to deal with this new change in our lives. We are leaving this beautiful place we called home for the past few years. It is not easy.

The past couple of days has been especially hard. Yesterday the movers came to pack our things into boxes and took them away to be shipped. I am thankful for them, because they do all the physical work, but emotionally I found it really difficult to watch our things being packed away and our home becoming empty. But it was hardest on Adam. We have been slowly trying to tell him that we're going back to Malaysia over the past couple of weeks, but i guess reality set in yesterday for all of us. He cried a lot yesterday, repeating over and over 'i don't want packing, i don't want packing. I want our house...' He tried to 'save' some of his toys, to guard them away from the movers. Mia observed all this, tried her best to console Adam. She tried to kiss him, hug him, but in his distress he kept pushing her away. She didn't take offence but was in fact more adamant to comfort him, in the end she jumped over him and just hugged him realy tight, until he laughed at how silly it was. After that he kept asking her for more hugs and she was happy to oblige. She pointed her finger accusingly at the movers as they were packing their toys and books, until the guy actually felt so guilty he stopped packing the toys for a while and went packing something else! She even tried opening some of the packed boxes of toys.

Last night adam developed a fever. Poor baby. He is really taking this hard. Tonight he still has a temperature. We have couple more days here, i hope he gets better before we leave.

My husband has a ton of work to complete before we leave and hasn't left the computer for days, working until 4-5 in the morning. I have been cleaning the house today, scrubbing everything and hope to return this house to the owner as lovely as it was when we moved in.

We fell in love with this house the moment we set eyes on it. Today the house is as empty as it was when we move in. In a way i am glad for the sadness and distress that we feel as we leave this nest. It means that we have made a good home here, a happy home. My children have been happy in this house. We have experience so much together as a family here. We have been blessed. And now as we leave, I know that with the four of us together, we will make another happy nest somewhere new. Insyaallah. Alhamdulillah, praise to Allah for the wonderful joy we have had here and the exciting adventure ahead of us.


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