I must confess that our marriage and my relationship with my hubby is not always lovey dovey, honey and bee. Very so often we have disagreement and we quarrel (actually hor…usually quarrel on none important stuffs) and if big quarrel, we can go on not talking to each other for many days, not even sms, email or phone call (yea yea..I know this is not heathly, as we shall not sleep over the matter and must reconcile before bedtime)
Both of us also very “ai bin” , we are both very proud to give in to say sorry and admit that we are wrong… it actually just take a simple step to put down the pride and mellow down, but during big quarrel, none of us is willing to move a step back (of course after a few days of cold war, I’m the one who approach him first !! That’s how Dai Lam Yan my man is..blame it that he’s a Leo)
Monday night we quarrel again for no particular reason and I had a big outburst. To think of it, we always wasting our time quarreling on no issue. Of course we didn’t talk after that.
Tuesday night, we were still in cold war. I didn’t even cook dinner. The house was dead quiet except the few little sound from the kids. For two nights we slept in different rooms. Again I wanted very much to say sorry , give him a hug and say “love you” (which was how I felt and still feeling so strong at this moment) but I was too proud to bend down. After I picked JS up from her mandarin class, I tar pau supper for him. Still didn’t talk to him and ask him to eat. Instead my little messenger/the middle man — JS lah, came in handy. I got her to go ask daddy to eat supper….. But it didn’t work, hubby still dont buy to my apologize that way…
Wednesday evening, after he got back from work, still no improvement. The two of us is still not in talking term. The kids would usually greets him excitely when he walks in the house, but that’s all about it. The kids never go near daddy without my prompting (see ..how important I’m to bond the kids with their father) , they will stick to me like glue eventhough daddy’s home. Since I’m not playing the linking role for the past 2 nights for the kids to go near daddy , the house has been dead quiet.
I did cook dinner on Wednesday, but I didn’t call him to eat. I got JS to do so instead. “Go call daddy come and eat” I have also made juice, but still too proud to serve him “bring this juice to daddy, be careful” …again I get JS to serve him… he did eat dinner and finish the drink (which mean he’s not angry with me anymore la…i guess).
I think my poor man was really isolated and lonely at home. At least when we fight, I still get to talk to the maid and the kids at home, but for him under this circumstances he’s all by himself, very left out.
He must have so much to talk and so much that he wanted to tell me but again too proud to do so. JS came in handy again. Our messenger…. He told JS that he wanted to tell her story, JS as usual never really entertain/pay full attention to him. She was busy playing with my palm handheld, reading her books and flash cards and my poor man just keep on talking and talking. He kept saying “come la, daddy tell story” “Come la..daddy haven’t finish the story yet” What he told her was actually what happened during the day , the things he wanted to share with me. Again too proud to approach me, he use JS’s as a messenger and talks to me indirectly. I wanted very much to laugh…. to laugh at JS’s reaction as the parents put her in the role of being the messenger… I wanted to laugh because my poor man keeps talking and didn’t manage to stir an interest in his girl, I wanted to laugh at JS’s role as our messenger, I wanted to laugh because my man sounded so pity that no ones talk to him…. but I refrain myself from laughing out….
OK..tonight we shall patch things up, I shall put down my pride to tell him how much I love him.
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