She speaks Malaysian??

Well I sent my old maid to the agent without much funfare or fuss... she was very calm and collected I would say... perhaps already prepared for the possibility... for someone who cries so much and usually for no reason, as what she claims, she barely teared that day.. she did not even ask forgiveness from me... just said thank you at the end. well, she must be feeling relief too in getting away from me as much as I am getting away from her.

Got the new maid the next day and she shocked me the first time she opened her mouth... sounding like a Malaysian!! With her takpe, takde and all the lahs, she can easily pass off as a Malaysian instead of Indonesian. On a personal level, I like her but whether she passes the mark as a maid, remains to be seen...

So far she showed a good learning attitude and I dun feel irritated by her... yet... Even the girls seemed to have taken to her.. Sarah told her dad that she likes this bibik and does not like the previous one...

Even my hub was saying that he feels a difference with her as compared to our previous one, for whom there was a distance somewhat a barrier in our interactions... language aside... I just didn't have that level of comfort with her ... I felt that she was guarded and non-responsive.. I've told her many a times that I felt like I was talking to a wall when I talk to her.. We did not click.. Oh well.. I do wish her the best..

I was in tears!

She made me soooo proud... my shy baby girl went up on stage with a full smile on her face and did her dance!

Child Deaths

Last Saturday, my cousin called to share that her neighbour's 3 year old child had fallen off the balcony to her death... I can only imagine the pain of a mother's grief to lose a child... so suddenly at that.. this is the third of such deaths in 2 months and I wonder why parents still persist in leaving their children unsupervised.

I wondered why parents still persist in leaving their children alone at home despite all this news... I can only imagine the pain of those parents as they battled with the 'what ifs', the guilt...

The two previous deaths had both children completely alone at home. The child who recently died last weekend was left unsupervised for a few minutes as her parent went to change in the room... and she died as she fell off the balcony...wat made other parents think that their children will be safe if left for a few hours? Why do parents still do this? ... cos of the belief that nothing will happen to their child.. the "it won't happen to me/my child" syndrome..

Of late, there were other child deaths/accidents be it here or across the causeway and all of them bore similar characteristics... that children, not yet of age to ever be able to protect themselves adequately being left completely alone at home. The image of an 18 mth old child cringing with her face covered with her hands... frozen in death... is an image too hard to bear.. as she had been left alone with her 4 year old siblings and the house caught fire...

How many more of such deaths do we have to hear about?

Clingy Tasnym

These past few days has been trying... no no no, its not the maid thos that lady takes the ultimate cake of being very trying...

Its Tasnym... we noted her being extremely sensitive, clingy and just difficult to deal with these past few days... Speculation is rife that its cos of the impending baby's arrival... I think so too as she is soo clingy to me and crying at the slightest admonishments. Oh gosh and I've got like 2 months more to go... even Sarah is getting the bane of Tasnym's tantrums which are so irrational and unpredictable.. not that 2 year olds are not very high on both indices already! Yesterday, I just told Izad that I wondered how many gallons of tears Tasnym has cried out just yesterday alone... and to think that her name means water that flows!

More Maid Blues

Finally! I got to choose a replacement... This one better be better... I warned the agent that I am going to hunt him down should this one screw up too since he recommended this one so much... hmmm... why am I putting so much faith in his choice considering he recommended the present one??!!

In the meanwhile, I am still sucking my own blood and eating my own heart out with the antics of my maid... sigh...

3 days ago, cos I asked her to take out some Dettol cleaner, she nicely revealed that she had finished up my Dettol soap cos there was only a little bit left... Honestly I dun even remember having that Dettol soap but the point that I questioned was how she could use my stuff without asking my permission first! And she kept justifying by saying that there was only a little left... and that made it ok??

Soon after that, I realised that she was using my baby's towel to clean the girls's toys... oh my God!! Her excuse... she forgot... the towel is in your hands and you can forget?

2 days ago, I pointed out to her that the bathtub was dirty with black scum on the rims. Her excuse... its not scum, its the black glue that holds the bathtub to the wall.. and silly her, she tried to pull at the glue only to discover that the silicone glue is WHITE and black scum was falling off the glue...

Last night, I pointed out to her that the tiles around the sink is dirty... this time she tried to tell me that the cement grout is naturally black... I told her to get the cleaner and I cleaned the tiles in front of her to prove to her that the colour is WHITE!!

And my girls seriously reject her... no holding hands, no carrying... people are telling me that children are the best indicators that something is not quite right when they reject that person... My mum told me that the maid was heard asking the girls "You like it is it that I get scolded by nenek?" And yet again she was caught sleeping, this time squatting by the side of the back toilet.

My hubby and I believe that while in Indon, this maid was actually leading an easy tai-tai life which makes it hard for her to adjust to the rigours of work-life. To think that she blows on her hand to cool it down after she finished cutting some chillies!! Hmm.. hello!! I dun enter the kitchen that much and I am a much better cook and not so spoiled as to react to some chilli sting!!

Oh God... please help and guide me in passing through this challenge... for I do not know how much more I can take... and please God... let the next one be good...