I am absofcukinglutely mad with Zareef. ARGGGHHHH!!!! Chicken pox tak chicken pox. Tak kira aaa. Tak tahan dah. He's driving me insane at this moment. I am not speaking to him sampai daddy dia balik. I'm giving him the silent treatment.
I need time out! I need a personal time for myself so that I don't go on hating my son! I need to be alone for awhile! I want to shout at the top of my lungs and I did and it felt good! Rasa nak lempang2 je sampai dia berhenti menjerit macam orang giler but I didn't!
But why oh why did I feel so wretched and horrible after that? Why did I regret yelling and shouting at him? Why did I cry and kissed him like there's no tomorrow when he cried himself to sleep? Why did I apologize profusely to him when he woke up?
It's a tough job being a full time mom but I have to do it whether I like it or not. But for now, I don't.