Wednesday, November 23, 2011

Istanbul


I can't believe how fast time flies. My last entry feels like yesterdays. Hahaha..it's been eons since i last write ( or type). I've been busy, and i'm not making up excuses- i was oncall every alternate days last week. I'm surprised mia chan still recognise me. Every time she calls me 'mummy', i went on a 2 seconds-guilt trip. I imagine her playing with her toys and daddy's sound system all alone in the living room.. And as night time falls and i'm still busy clerking patient in Accident& Emergency, i thought of her sleeping cuddling her bottle of cow's milk and i can't help but to feel bad. My daughter is being raised without her mother. In no time she'll be a teenanger..what of she does 't want to talk about boys, backstabbing friends and her menstrual stuff with her own mother? How am i a mother when i'm the least seen everyday?
It's time like this when i try to make it up to my pumpkin. And yes, she still looks for mummy during bed time and well, most of the time. When she hugs me in a room full of others, i feel important. I feel like a mother.





Love from Istanbul..

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