It's Greentea Ice-cream for Gordon

For doing what i've always wanted to do to my IBS#2 for me (pushing her out of the room and closing the door behind her), hubby and i took Gordon to Parkson yesterday afternoon for Greentea Ice-cream and shopping to celebrate Mother's Day. Bought him new pyjamas and another 9 pieces of training pants for being such a good boy, lol.

On Friday night over supper, i told hubby what transpired between Gordon and his sis the other day. He laughed so much. But what he told me was in fact more surprising. You see, IBS#2 is a blardy Fei Jau Woh Seong, meaning Hak Yan Jang - disgusting person. Has this very bad habit of hitting other people's kids, especially her sisters' and does it all the time. That's why she's so despicable. All her nieces and nephews also dont like her.

I told hubby that if i ever see her hitting Gordon for no apparent reason, i swear to God, i'm gonna carve her face and gouge her eyes out. I dont understand why some people just want to make themselves so disliked. Everytime i see her coming over, my blood boils. I think it's just natural that if you dislike a particular person, every little thing that that person does, their voice, their face, just irritates the shit out of you. That's why the term i coined for her - IBS - suits her so much. Maybe i should just tell her the next time she comes over with her kids that i'll whack them should they even try to open my door without knocking or asking.

I still remember during the second day of Chinese New Year 2005, when all the IBSs were over fro lunch. She was in the kitchen helping out her mum with the cooking together with hubby's brother's wife. It was so hot, and she went and turn off all the fans, citing that the radiation is giving her a headache. And an argument ensued between the both of them. One turning it back on, the other turning it off again. That was her topic last year, "Radiation". Every electrical item that moves gives her headache, makes her sick, vomit, blah, blah, blah. Her husband also couldnt care less and left her alone to rant. Saying that, after this, there will always be something else that'll make her sick.

I got up, and came out of my room. Her son saw me coming out and ran inside, jumped up and down the bed and waking Gordon up in the process. So, i just called out from where i was and asked him to get out of the room. IBS#2 on the other hand, screamed from the kitchen saying why i yelled at her son first thing during CNY. Diuuuuu.... you say this person disgusting or not. How i wish i just whacked him then.

Come next year, i'll have 2 lil boys celebrating Mother's Day with me. Being a mom has taught me many things; like patience and unconditional love. To me, everyday is Mother's Day. I have friends who have yet to become mothers, still trying hard to conceive. Dont give up, ok. I hope they get their wish soon and experience the wonderful joys of becoming a mother one day.