The first ended up being one long rant about all the reasons why I am glad our live-in helper has returned to Indonesia for good. I deleted it when i realised it doesn’t matter anymore. It was the past.
All that matters was that she was honest. I could trust her to take care of my boys. She was really very good at laundry and a part of me was really sad, maybe still sad, that she has left us.
But it is a step in the right direction. We will be going on without a live-in helper. My mom was a successful career woman and mother with no live in helper, and I shall be too!
So day 1.
Hubby and I woke up 1/2 hour earlier today. The boys were still asleep. Phew! I made their morning milk bottles while hubby showered. Their school bags were all packed and ready to go.
7am: We woke them up, got them into their party clothes- they’re celebrating Christmas today in school, got them to brush their teeth.
7.10am: I washed my face, brushed my teeth, pulled on some decent clothes and a tudung. Hubby rinsed the bottles and left them in the sink for me to finish up.
7.15am: Lined them up to wear their shoes. Ihsan ran back inside and refused to come out because he wanted to bring a picture of Bob the Builder with him. We told him he’d get to eat a christmas log cake if he went to school. He quickly ran out of the house.
7.20am: Finally out of the house and off to school.
7.23am: Boys arrive at school for temperature and HFMD checks (their school is at our void-deck, so it’s quite a speedy journey).
7.30am: Successfully done temperature checks, mouth, hand and feet checks. Hubby heads off to work.
I head back upstairs.
Ordinarily, I’d come up get ready for work and be out of the house by 8.15am. But today, I’m on leave. So i spent the morning clearing out her room and turn it back into a study cum laundry room. I also changed my sheets and arranged for some laundry ppl to pick them up to be cleaned (it’s Dec and there’s no sun, I’d rather save myself the trouble).
|The new study cum laundry room…Work in progress…|
Hubby confided to me that he was pretty scared about how we’d be able to cope without a live-in helper.
I replied, ” Yar! You better put in your fair-share of work to keep this household together.
But the truth is….I am afraid too! But I think we can do it. It’s going to take some hard work and discipline to manage this household, my challenging work and the rambunctious twins, but I think it’ll be okay.
Wish me luck okay?