U know how sometimes every small things just annoys u tick u off. And that u end up like a freaking monster.
That happened to me yesterday, with the kids. If I was even PMS-ing, i thought yesterday was by far, the littlest sabr i had for the kids. Horror. I was like this annoying bitch, barking over the smallest issue. Like How i'd just scream to Hamza to stop playing with his cars on the chair coz it was making rather annoying noise to the annoyed bitch. And i'd just go "Stop it Hamza. Stop doing that!!! Bisingla!!" Honestly, i didnt realize all that that i've done until the husband told me off and for the second time. "Whats wrong with you?" Huuuuuu.
And they went boycotting me. That actually helped me come back to my senses. The kids, they wouldnt come near me and they were having fun with their baba. I went nuts. Aaaaarggh. I was like, u crazzzy or what ya. They are just small kids and u're the adult. Ishhh. Astaghfirullah al Azim..
And poof. I wasn't the annoyed bitch anymore. Aiihhhh. In the firstbplace, why'd i let the satan take control. Haih. Mistake mistake. And i cannot let that happen again. No matter if u're PMS-ing or not or tired or stressed we must always have a lot of sabr in us. Because we are muslims.
Adoii
Yes. And that was a lesson-learnt for me. Lots of kisses for the husband. And to Hamza and Abbas, forgive ur mama for behaving far worse than a little child. I will work harder to be a better muslim so that I will be a better mama to the both of u. InsyaAllah.
I am watching football, final EURO2012 spain vs italy with the husband. And spain just scored the second goal. Yippeee. Bye all. Assalamualaikum.













