Single, married and married with child...

Facebook is a IN thing nowadays. Almost everybody has their Facebook to get connect with friends, classmates, schoolmate (know or not so familiar), colleagues and etc etc. From Facebook u can peek into others life so easily if your friends always update their status and photos.

I like to browse through my friends’ page each time i log into the Facebook. Looking at their life are so fantastic, are so much excitement, are so eventful, are so energetic. Those single and available, those married without a child, they travelled around the country and the world, they attended all sort of event, they participated in almost all gathering organised by anybody, they are pursuing their dream by going overseas, for study, for working holiday, for...

With all these, sometimes i feel a little bit down looking at my own life. It is a routine, from Monday to Sunday, without excitement and spice. My freedom is limited being a mother, i can’t go anywhere and anytime i want as need to think about the baby. (Hubby is good enough and gives me lots of freedom. Sometimes it is just that my own natural feeling of responsible that can’t let me go out freely without the feeling og guiltiness)

My ability to attend all the gatherings and parties also limited caused i have married to Johor – a state which is 400km away from my home town –KL. Whenever i have chance to go home, be it long or short holiday, family members will always expect me to spend my time with them, and again, the feeling of guiltiness arise again if i go out with friends.

Because of all these GUILTINESS and because i am not a good social butterfly, i have lost touch with so many friends.

I am now just an ordinary woman who sometimes feels satisfy (sometimes not) looking at the growing son and a very good husband.

My Cambodia Maid

My replacement maid finally arrived on Friday. She is quite young (22 years old) and good looking. For the past two days, though she did thing quite slow but thorough enough. The most important thing is my son and in-laws like her. Though both of us are like chicken and duck talking..everything go on quite smoothly cause i am not too particular and demanding. My principal is: As long as she did whatever i ask her to do and able to do it OK, then, i am OK.

Tonight, my son is quite naughty and very hard to put him to sleep. As i am yet to pass my clothes for the maid to soak (for tomorrow washing), i carried the baby and went to the maid’s room. When we approaching her room, we heard that she is sobbing. She told me that she miss her mother in Cambodia and one of her sisters also work in Malaysia. Ask her whether she want to send a letter back home, she can’t get what i mean. My heart feels a pinch. I am trying to comfort her but not sure how much she can understand me.

With this incidence, i have thought about all maids who work in a foreign land. Though some of them are dumb, some of them can’t live up to the employers’ mark and some of them really bad (with ill intention), may be they all worth for our pitiness. They all travelled so far from their home country just to earn some money so that the family members can have a better life. Why can’t we lower our standard and treat them a little bit better?