Talking about [tag]the few things that I missed during and after my wife pregnancy[/tag], I think I can say a lot. However, one thing I really miss the most is my hobby of radio control nitro off road racing. Yes, I have to say this is the one. It is more than hobby. It is my passion. If its involve thousands of Ringgit Malaysia, yes, considered it passion. You can say I am crazy about it and I totally agree 100%
With so many â€˜pantangsâ€™ aka abstinence, working on my RC stuff is a seriously no-no according to my traditional parents. Stuffs like opening the rc nitro engine to pieces, cleaning the carburetor, the piston, crankshaft, fixing the truck absorbers, tuning and setup the chassis to jump level, all this my mother said, NO! Do not ask why from a hardcore believer and daughter of village head bomoh aka medicine man. You will regret the answer that coming back to you. So, obviously, I just shut up and follow everything. So now, you all know.
The other thing is the non-stop wedding invitations we received during the month of July and especially this August. In fact, we have two weddings just this weekend alone. Both of them are close relatives. There are two more invitations coming September too. For goodness sake, I could not even go to Huisiaâ€™s Elijah full moon party last month. So sad. What to do? Even though I love going to such events, like meeting lots of friend and have license to drink, I just could not afford bringing my wife along with her big twins inside and now that they are out, we still stuck in the house, caring them. Big sigh.
I want to go on saying my frustration here, especially knowing my friends, relatives enjoying outside, but I know I cannot say it or even think about it. My wife, my children are more important than anything else is. Honestly, yes, I miss all that. Nevertheless, I know my priority. I just have to bite my lips and be satisfied with everything going on. After all, I have one lovely wife who always there for me (hard to do vice versa). I have two identical twin boys who never stop to amaze and puzzle me on which one of them Preston or Presley. Finally yet importantly, three years old son, Josh, which always want to test my patience but knows how to switch me back to pampering him again.
Now, that’s ladies and gentlemen, my story I want to share with you all. How about you? Anything similar that you want to share? You know I appreciate any comment you make. So, do not be shy. I promise this is just between us and … oh ya, the rest of the world too
OK, time’s up. Wife call already – Preston need 60ml of milk. See you all around later.