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Sunday, May 10, 2009

Happy Mother's Day

Today is Mother's Day. The girls gave me a card they made at school and a single rose. It wasn't a real flower and I was the one who gave them the money to buy it in the 1st place, but it's the thought that counts.


Because of our late night last night, I woke up late. I decided to take my doctor's advice and do a bit of walking. What better place to walk about but a shopping mall, right? We set out from home around 6pm and decided to have an early dinner. I was craving for Chillies so that's where we went. We shopped around for a baby car seat but none were up to our satisfaction. Well, actually one was but it was damn expensive!! Like RM2,500. We went into this high-end baby store and they were selling Moses baskets for like RM350!! It's a basket, for crying out loud. It's not like it has a bottle holder or anything.


The girls had fun. I caved in to their demands for a new watch. Dina, of course picked one with pink flowers, while Dania picked a blue one with fishes on it. Each cost RM10, but I gave the girls strict instructions not to bring the watches to school or the playground. The last ones I bought them only lasted a week before the straps came off.


My mom and aunts have been calling me for updates. I told them I might get induced this Wednesday depending on the situation. My mom said she had a dream that I had already given birth. Hahaha, it seems like she's more anxious about this than I am.


I want to take this opportunity to wish every mother and mother-to-be a very Happy Mother's Day.


Quotes for Mother's Day

When you are a mother, you are never really alone in your thoughts. A mother always has to think twice, once for herself and once for her child. Sophia Loren, Women and Beauty

The heart of a mother is a deep abyss at the bottom of which you will always find forgiveness. Honore de Balzac, author

A mother is a person who seeing there are only four pieces of pie for five people, promptly announces she never did care for pie. Tenneva Jordan

All women become like their mothers. That is their tragedy. No man does. That's his. Oscar Wilde

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