Parenthood and its challenges

This semester, my Master class is on every Wednesday and Thursday. Yesterday, I supposed to attend my Master class in the evening. I supposed I am tired, or you can say lazy. I didn't attend the class and went home with Ivan. On the way back, Ivan suggested that why not you just hide yourself later in the car when he will pretend fetching Annabelle just like the normal Thursday. I was quite reluctant at first to do that but at last I give in.

Just before we reach the daycare centre, I text Auntie Letchumy that I am hiding in the car; ask her to play along. We reach Klang around 6.45pm, while hiding in the car and Ivan was trying to carry Annabelle and strap her to the car seat. The car doors closed. Annabelle starting crying, she cried so loud that I had to call her name. As I did that, she heard that and her cry got louder. I can't help it but carry her. Her face was full of tears. She hug me so tightly and rested on my shoulder. Her tears wet my shoulder...

"This is what I faced every Wednesday and Thursday!" said Ivan.

I was told by Ivan most of the time that Annabelle will cry when he fetches her every Wednesday and Thursday. But neither do I know that she cried so badly as Ivan drove off from the daycare and sometime she will stop after awhile else she will continue crying till they reached either Klang town or Shah Alam (which means the cry will last for 15 minutes). Gosh! My heart sink when I heard that. My heart was so painful and I felt so bad that my eyes are full of tears. I cried in the car. Annabelle was so shock to see me in tears, I quickly wipe away my tears. She was so cute, so took her napkin; covers herself and was playing "chiak... chiak..." with me. I ended up smiling and laughing. I explained to Annabelle that her mummy has to attend classes and she must not cry like that. She must cooperate with his papa and be good so that papa can pick her and fetch mummy in the evening. I make a deal with her if she does as what I said, she will get a good girl each time she does that.

I regretted to have agreed to play along this evening, but now I know that this was what my husband gone through so far. I repeatedly ask Ivan if he can managed. He has say yes to it.

Ai... thinking back on how tightly she hugged me and stop crying when I carried her. My eyes just out of my control and my tears will automatically fill around my eyes (even when this post is written).

Mummy's message to Annabelle:
"Baby, just hang it there. Mummy has to do this for all our good. You need to stay cooperative with papa and be good!"

Mummy's message to Papa:
"Darling, thank you for being there for me!"

Mummy's message to myself:
"Be patient. Finish the remaining subjects quickly. Get through your Master and everything will fall in place!'