A Homemaker’s Diary

After 3 years of break, I finally conducted a decoupage basic class yesterday. It was really fun teaching those eager participants. 2 of them were my old time friends from high school and course mate from university. 2 were friends on Facebook whom I’ve never met. Another one was a daughter of my facebook friend, while another one was recommended by my previous student.

Shown here is one of the participants’ work of art.

This time I gave them some of my personal tissue collection instead of the usual stack I have for class. Most of them chose the rose motif but for this bird and yellow flower motif, I persuaded the participant to choose it. She hesitated at first because it was quite a challenging motif to work with for a beginner. I am proud to see the final outcome of her work.

If you are interested to learn how to do decoupage using tissue, I am planning to conduct another basic class on 7th May 2017, Sunday time 2-5pm. This will be the last basic class before Ramadhan and Syawal season. If you miss this one, you will have to wait for the next one, which might only be held earliest in July.

Feel free to leave comment with valid email address if you are interested to know more about this May class.

After 3 years of break from making any custom made order and conducting craft class, I think I am ready to make a comeback..haha! Apart from teaching intermediate level of decoupage, I plan to continue conducting basic class for those who are new to the craft.

If you are looking for craft class that doesn’t really require much artistic talent, come and learn my basic decoupage lesson. Apart from the very basic techniques of coloring the surface, cutting and pasting the decoupage tissue, you will also be taught on how to make shading around the decoupage motif and trace quotes and color them.

Once you know those basic steps, you can make items like door hanger in the above picture on your own at home.

Class fee is at promotional price of RM60 for this date only – 16 April 2017, Sunday 2-5 pm. After that it will be revised to RM100. Please leave comment and valid email address if you are interested. Or else you can contact me via FB – BungaTelur.com

Time really flies so fast this year. It’s almost the end of March. It’s been a while since I really sit down and write for this blog. For April, I hope I would be able to update more.

The picture of the plant above was taken last week. It is the rangoon creeper I have at home. It has grown so big that it becomes a hassle every now and then to trim the branches and prune the leaves so that it won’t go into the neighbor’s side. But every time the flowers bloom, it is such a joy to watch all the bright red and white buds, and smelling the sweet musky weird smell those flowers emit.

This year, there were days that I was so busy indoor taking care of the children and doing house chores that I didn’t even get the chance to go out and water all my plants. I miss the precious me-time I occasionally get gardening, digging the holes, putting in new plants and seeing them grow each day.

I love sowing the seeds and wait in hope for those tiny creatures of God to sprout into life. We can only strive and pray for the best outcome in every action we take in life, the same concept goes with gardening. There will be days when nothing ever grow from the seeds we sow, but it doesn’t give the excuse for us to stop trying.

Never give up. Ask question, seek out answers, search for the truth. Eventually we will find the right way to make it work.

A few days ago, while I was sweeping the floor, I have this sudden thought of how wasteful my life has been. It could be because of the dust that I inhaled that went straight inside my head, Idk.

I told myself this is the kind of job that I could easily pay others to do if I decide not to be a housewife and be a career woman. What am I doing all these years wasting my education and intelligence for mundane house chores like this.

I should have send these children to daycare right after I completed my 2 months maternity leave or hire a maid to take care of them.

There’s a Malaysian woman aged 27, an astrophysics Phd candidate who found a supermassive black hole and here I am finding lump of black dust under the children bed. And occasionaly I do find black poop in dirty diaper as well. Where were I when I was 27?

As I tried to console the crazy thought that keep on growing inside my head which in reality is full of crazy hairs (as testified by my autistic son), my iman whispered about “pahala menyapu sampah di rumah umpama menyapu baitullah” and my head retaliated by saying, for all I know it could be one of the many famous hadis palsu circulated to keep Muslim women happy to do house chores. That I have to ask the hadith expert to clarify. And as I keep on sweeping more toys underneath the sofa while my second son kept on throwing his building blocks, I asked myself, why am I doing all this?

I never imagine growing up to be a housewife. Ages ago when I filled up the top 5 ambitions in the primary school personal data card, surirumah was never a choice.

In 2 months time, I will be 38. If some astrologer’s prediction that I die young really comes true, I hope I live long enough to see my second son grows beyond his 6 years of early life.

There’s a research that shows that for boys, a secure mother attachment in the first year is essential for optimal male socioemotional development. I hope for the past 8 years, despite the lack of sleep and constant battle inside my head, I have been able to provide both of them the attachment they need.

https://www.psychologytoday.com/blog/moral-landscapes/201701/be-worried-about-boys-especially-baby-boys

As I was sorting out the splattered toys from the dirt, it came to my mind about one article I read, written by a mom about how nobody knows who built the cathedral but most are awed by the majestic beauty of it.

In 30 years time, as these boys will be all grown up, I hope my devotion won’t be a waste. If they couldn’t be as grand as the cathedral, I want them to be like a castle by the lake, quaint yet serene, strong and dependable to those who love them.