Hello! Third day puasa today, huh? And my second day in the office this Ramadhan. The office is so cold, I tell you. I had to bring a cardigan from home. Ada orang siap bawak kain pelikat to keep warm! I yet have to see someone using a muffler. Hee.. hee..
Yesterday, we berbuka with simple dishes je. Ayam goreng, kuah lemak semalam, pecal (yang tak habis dari hari tu) and sambal tumis udang & petai. Tercapai jugak cita-cita I nak makan sambal tumis udang after reading some of your juadah berbuka.
After berbuka, releks.. watched TV while Nizzar was busy playing in the room. MrNordin was busy fixing the TV downstairs which had some problems with the transmission. I heard him going in and out of the house (pegi kedai) several times.
By 9.30pm, budak kecik tu dah nak tidur. So I lied down next to him in bed (hoping to get up again after he had gone to sleep), but the next thing I knew, MrNordin woke me up for sahur! Hee.. hee... tak sedar langsung! I was completely knocked out!
I think, I'm a hopeless wife/mother when it comes to bulan puasa. Selalunya, emak2 yang akan bangun dulu for sahur kan? She'd go to the kitchen, jerang air, panaskan makanan or prepare the meals, and then kejutkan suami and anak2 untuk makan sahur. But in my household, I'm usually the last one to go downstairs for sahur. The maid will prepare everything, and then she'll wake us all up (alah.. bukan prepare apa sangat pun, keluarkan the boxes of cereals je and glasses of water...)
And I yang paling susah nak bangun. Why? Because I hate to be disturbed in my sleep. And I cannot really eat anything that early. Dulu masa kecik2, my mother would force me to sit down at the dining table and eat nasi for sahur. Now, husband and kids eat oatmeal/cereals for sahur (I guess, it's tradition). Yeah, it's healthier but I can't take it. My tekak rasa kembang semacam whenever I eat oatmeal in the morning. So, I'd just go for a slice of bread or kurma. Enough.
But my "bangun sahur" ni usually lasted for a week only, at most, in the beginning of Ramadhan. After that, I can't be bothered anymore. I'd continue sleeping and just woke up for a glass of water/kurma (if I ever woke up) and then I'd go back to sleep. MrNordin would accompany the kids for sahur every morning (coz they must eat sahur) while I sleep like a log. So, after the first week of puasa, they won't set the table for me anymore for sahur coz they know I won't come down.
Teruk, kan I? Sometimes I feel bad about myself, but cannot help it... Sleep is very important to me. I suppose, kalau I tak ada maid, I would have no choice but to wake up and do what other wives/mothers usually do. Now ada maid, biarlah dia yang buat (kalau my mother tau pasal ni, sure I kena lecture!)
Entahlah, sampai bila nak berubah jadi isteri mithali... Niat tu ada, tapi tak berdaya... I wonder what the kids say about me. "Hopeless Mum!", maybe? :)
But I make up for my lack of presence during sahur in other ways. For berbuka, I'll make it a point to prepare something for the family. That time, I'm more alert. In the morning, I'd send Nadira to school and let MrNordin sleep in (when usually, he'd be the one sending Nadira to school). When he comes home from work, makanan dah terhidang. Dia cuma perlu basuh tangan je & terus makan. Lepas makan pun, he can just wash his hands and go up to rest. I'll do the clean up.
So, I'm not too bad lah...
Today, MrNordin is leaving for JB, coming back on Friday. Petang ni berbuka, makan simple2 je lah, just the 4 of us. And for sahur, err... I'm already planning not to wake up. Boleh?