ok... i don't know what happened, but his flight was cancelled from london to bahrain... so, once again (since he didn't make it on the flight out of belgium the other night because they were on a waiting list) i am in a state of wait.
i'm a bit exhausted, if the truth be known. getting up throughout the night and early morning to let the dog out is taking a toll on me. he hasn't had any accidents today, but i know the evening will bring a few since i plan to go to bed soon... and it's only 8.
i'm so angry w/ this flight situation. there's a guy at the shura council that doesn't understand why he hasn't had a promotion in 6 yrs...hmmm... let me think... you take passports to the german embassy, are supposed to pick them up on a sunday, but, on sunday, realize that the embassy is closed for a national day... so the flight is cancelled and all hopes of going are drenched. but... w/ all the luck in the world, you're able to pick the passports up on monday, make flight arrangements, so all seems good and they leave to go to the conference. after said conference, they head to airport only to realize that they're on a waiting list... no guaranteed seat (haha, maybe this is the sh*% that keeps you from getting a promotion!!! especially when you tell not a soul about this!). so what happens? they have to spend the night and wait for the next flight the next day. the hotel they were staying at is booked, so they have to walk, in the dead of winter, down several blocks to get another hotel... fun fun.
cut to london, this morning... flight has been delayed to bahrain... with batteries going dead in hubby's phone, i'm unable to speak to him, but get a text msg saying that he's not coming tonight, but on tomorrow's flight and will explain everything when he gets here.....
OH MY FREAKIN GOODNESS.... really... if this happens one more day, i may collapse in a big, fat heap.
not only this.. but sunday is booked for an all day session in the studio with 11 children coming for 3 hrs that morning, and a guy staying until 5... so that means no time w/ hubby, and no time for hubby to be w/ naief.
i'm a bit miffed... i'm tired, need a break... badly...
and i wanted to go to the bapco/awali craft fair tomorrow... :( wont be going since i have not the slightest on how to get there. and since i hate driving to places i don't know..out of total fear of getting lost... i wont even try.. because if i get lost, who will i call???
this has been tooooo long of a week. one nice thing though... my MIL sent over a housemaid that is going back to indonesia tomorrow or sunday and she's been helping me... which has been nice. there were sooo many things being put off coz i just don't have the time... but much of it got done today. so.. a tiny leak of sunshine has made its way through a very dark rain cloud that's hanging over my sad head!
will it be a better day tomorrow???
another positive... it rained today!!! a first for naief to see rain... and what did we sing???
Listen to the pitter-patter, pitter-patter of the rain
Hear it tapping, gently tapping
Tapping on my windowpane
It will make the roses brighter
It will make the grasses grow
Gentle rain is falling, falling
Splashing every thing below
he loved it... and insisted that we sing a good 6 or 7 times! :) btw... that's a song from the barney dvd!
oh yeah... guess what else i realized last night... the reason frankie has been crying non-stop and such is because I HAVE BEEN FORGETTING to give him his night time dose of meds! no wonder he's been having these problems. i feel like a terrible furrmomma, but at least we're back on track. seriously.. i have WAY too much on my plate.
Friday, November 28, 2008
Thursday, November 27, 2008
one more day
Thankfully, Hashim will be home tomorrow. :) Feels like he's been gone a week and it's only been a few days...
Have been reading up on how to walk the dog, since he was pulling me instead of us walking, so today, I scored a big one... I was able to walk Henry while pushing Naief in the stroller!! Yeah!!! I found some good info on a website about jerking his leash sideways when he started to pull which would cause him to become off balance and he'd get the message and fall into line... and it WORKED!! Also, you are to nudge him if he becomes too interested in something, which I also did today and it also worked. So far, so good. I successfully walked him twice today using this method and was able to control him each time. I think he'll train easily. Not only is he willing, but he's intelligent. I just need to get him to stop peeing in the house... tonight he went right in front of me while in the TV room, and I swear... I took him out less than an hour ago and thought he would have gone then.. but he didn't. I will wait another couple of hours and let him go out again, and hopefully this time, he'll go. He is good w/ Hashim in that he'll go outside the house, but w/ me, he refuses to go in that area.... preferring to go in the yard.
One thing about one walk today... we came up to the outside of a house down the street from us and when Henry went to smell this bathtub thingy they have outside w/ plants and such potted inside, he got severely spooked and jumped back. I looked, but nothing was there. Makes me wonder if something is buried there... not sure. I'll say this.. I've noticed my attitude changing towards ppl and places when walking him. I now become weary of ppl when he becomes weary and if he gets spooked, I find myself feeling uneasy about the place and the situation. If he growls or barks at someone... I find myself not wanting to go near them... because... don't you think there's a reason? I do. I think he's able to tell about ppl... I like that. He'll be good at protecting our house.
Oh yeah... just so you know.. there hasn't been any more growling over food since the first time, and he hasn't growled at Naief or Frankie... which is good because Frankie is driving momma insane. He cries non-stop all day for food. Even after I've fed him, it isn't but 5 mins before he's starving again. I really thought he was getting better, but now I wonder. Not only that, but he's having severe diarrhea... colored water type, and is missing the litter box most days. If it's not that, then he's throwing up whatever he eats. We go back to the vet on Sat., so I'm hoping she can give me some insight into what's happening. I fear the worst....
Things are going well w/ Naief. Tantrums have cooled off for the most part, and he's actually getting better w/ changing clothes, thank goodness. He's learning how to take off his pants, so pretty soon I'll start potty training. Whenever I've tried, he'll usually pee and then tell me that he's gone! ;)
Did some Christmas shopping this week... am pretty much finished w/ my family, but still need to buy stocking stuffers for hubby and Naief. We'll probably put up the tree this weekend. Still haven't decided where to put it... either in the TV room or in the hall upstairs. My concern is that Henry will have a field day, knock over the tree or something.. and if it isn't Henry, then Naief will have a go at it... so... still trying to decide what to do.
Hope all of you had or are having a good Thanksgiving. Tried to call my family's house but getting no connection w/ Zain... why am I not surprised???
anyway... Happy Thanksgiving!
Tuesday, November 25, 2008
pics of Henry
Took these w/ the camera on my phone, so they're not the best... but, they're not too bad either. Henry doesn't much care for having his pic taken... wont sit still for nothing and even told me a thing or two at one point... the only reason I was able to snap these is because he was trying to get Puss.
Phew... having a dog is like having another child! With Hashim traveling, I find it rather difficult to carry Naief and walk Henry at the same time. Henry isn't trained, which is something that has to be done in the very near future, so he pulls me most times... and then has had two accidents upstairs either last night or early this morning - and I didn't catch it. I only found it tonight once the urine had dried and gotten sticky. fun
He's 2 yrs old... and is starting to relax... which is good and bad. He loves pulling at my clothes, grabbing bags from my hands, jumping up on me, getting into whatever I have in my hands, and loves to get wet and run around like a crazy dog... which is terribly cute. I guess I know why they said he's a big dog... because he is a big dog! :) So much for my saying he's medium-sized (really he is) because when he stands up, his head comes up to my shoulders.
He barked tonight when I wouldn't let him in the TV room... so not to wake up Naief, I opened the door. I snapped these pics as he was doing everything possible to bother Puss, our Norwegian Coon mix. She doesn't like him and let it be known, but he just couldn't help himself. I'm assuming that once she gets his nose real good, he'll leave her alone!
I'll sure be glad when Hashim gets back! I had to get up this morn before 6 to let him out, and since Naief was stirring, it woke him up and he got up at 6.... and that's early, since his usual waking time is 8. He napped early, cried all day, practically, and went to bed quickly tonight - which was a positive. I finally had to take him out today because he wouldn't calm down, the dog wouldn't relax and I felt like I was about to lose my mind... so... momma decided to pack up baby and go Christmas shopping. :) It's something I need to do anyhoo...
I think I'll do the same tomorrow.
Monday, November 24, 2008
Thanksgiving Divorce
A man in Jacksonville calls his son in San Diego the day before Thanksgiving and says, "I hate to ruin your day, but I have to tell you that your mother and I are divorcing; forty-five years of misery is enough.
"Pop, what are you talking about?" the son screams. We can't stand the sight of each other any longer," the father says. "We're sick of each other, and I'm sick of talking about this, so you call your sister in Denver and tell her."
Frantic, the son calls his sister, who explodes on the phone. "Like heck they're getting divorced," she shouts, "I'll take care of this,"
She calls Jacksonville immediately, and screams at her father, "You are NOT getting divorced. Don't do a single thing until I get there. I'm calling my brother back, and we'll both be there tomorrow. Until then, don't do a thing, DO YOU HEAR ME?" and hangs up.
The old man hangs up his phone and turns to his wife. "Okay," he says, "they're coming for Thanksgiving and paying their own way."
Saturday, November 22, 2008
The BSPCA Dog Walk - the big day
Well... it was an exhausting day, to say the least. I'll make this short because I'm really tired tonight.... and don't plan to stay up for long.
First... my husband's co-worker was a no-show. She sent him a text around 10 or so to let him know she wouldn't be coming, which really put us in a tight spot, since we had Naief, a stroller, my friend's little boy (only the oldest came w/ us, the youngest was a bit afraid) and I couldn't imagine handling a dog for 4 k, while tending to Naief and Omar. Thankfully, there was a young girl that needed a dog to walk and took Emily (the other dog) off our hands.
Henry was a bit nervous riding in the car. Both he and Emily threw up on the way... I figure from car sickness.
But... he loved being out there and insisted upon running a good distance before getting tired and casually walking... thank goodness. We weren't able to take the stroller because we were walking on sand for part of it w/ rocks and over two huge gas pipeline thingys... so we left it in the car, which meant either Hashim or myself carrying him or staying back while he walked. No wonder I'm so tired.... but what a great workout.
And..... I couldn't end the post here without telling all of you that we brought Henry home with us. I made him some chicken, rice, carrots and broccoli tonight for dinner, which is what they feed them at the sanctuary... and he seemed to like it. We took him w/ us to get food tonight... to get him used to riding in the car.
He wont come upstairs, hasn't even bothered w/ the cats... isn't interested really... and has peed once in the entrance downstairs. At least it was by the door, so I'm hoping that it was because we were upstairs and he really needed to go. I'm assuming it'll take him a bit to get used to things... it'll probably be hard for him to sleep here, since he wont be bothered by barking dogs and such.
One strange thing... we took him out to poo tonight and while we were walking around the neighborhood, we came across another little dog that had been dropped off here, obviously. A guy that was outside said that she's been hiding there for 2 days (she also has a collar on). She was hiding under a truck and when we walked by, she made this sound, so I knelt down and she ran out and over to me. She had her tail tucked, but was wagging her little butt like crazy. Hashim said a firm "NO" regarding keeping her, but I insisted that we bring her home, feed her and take her to the BSPCA tomorrow. If all goes well and she's healthy enough, maybe we could foster her or something.... I think Hashim will never agree to it... but ... who knows. :)
goodnight everyone... and have a wonderful weekend. I'll try to post some pics tomorrow... :)
First... my husband's co-worker was a no-show. She sent him a text around 10 or so to let him know she wouldn't be coming, which really put us in a tight spot, since we had Naief, a stroller, my friend's little boy (only the oldest came w/ us, the youngest was a bit afraid) and I couldn't imagine handling a dog for 4 k, while tending to Naief and Omar. Thankfully, there was a young girl that needed a dog to walk and took Emily (the other dog) off our hands.
Henry was a bit nervous riding in the car. Both he and Emily threw up on the way... I figure from car sickness.
But... he loved being out there and insisted upon running a good distance before getting tired and casually walking... thank goodness. We weren't able to take the stroller because we were walking on sand for part of it w/ rocks and over two huge gas pipeline thingys... so we left it in the car, which meant either Hashim or myself carrying him or staying back while he walked. No wonder I'm so tired.... but what a great workout.
And..... I couldn't end the post here without telling all of you that we brought Henry home with us. I made him some chicken, rice, carrots and broccoli tonight for dinner, which is what they feed them at the sanctuary... and he seemed to like it. We took him w/ us to get food tonight... to get him used to riding in the car.
He wont come upstairs, hasn't even bothered w/ the cats... isn't interested really... and has peed once in the entrance downstairs. At least it was by the door, so I'm hoping that it was because we were upstairs and he really needed to go. I'm assuming it'll take him a bit to get used to things... it'll probably be hard for him to sleep here, since he wont be bothered by barking dogs and such.
One strange thing... we took him out to poo tonight and while we were walking around the neighborhood, we came across another little dog that had been dropped off here, obviously. A guy that was outside said that she's been hiding there for 2 days (she also has a collar on). She was hiding under a truck and when we walked by, she made this sound, so I knelt down and she ran out and over to me. She had her tail tucked, but was wagging her little butt like crazy. Hashim said a firm "NO" regarding keeping her, but I insisted that we bring her home, feed her and take her to the BSPCA tomorrow. If all goes well and she's healthy enough, maybe we could foster her or something.... I think Hashim will never agree to it... but ... who knows. :)
goodnight everyone... and have a wonderful weekend. I'll try to post some pics tomorrow... :)
Friday, November 21, 2008
A dog named Henry
We met Henry today. He's black and brown w/ medium length fur, and, Sandy, at the BSPCA considers him to be a big dog... I'd say he's sorta medium-sized. A good size, I think. I love big dogs.
After getting there, meeting Sandy and then meeting Henry, we decided to take him for a walk.. sorta a get-to-know-ya kinda thing. He's calm... doesn't jump or bark... didn't bark one time during our walk, even when leaving the place when all the other dogs were barking wildly, he didn't utter a single word. On the walk, we encountered some chickens, goats, horses and another dog, but, still, Henry said not a word. Only sniffing and leaving his scent whenever he felt the need. He's not trained... pulling Hashim several times, so I can only imagine trying to walk him .... but I think once he gets used to things, that'd probably ease a little, or so I hope... but still, I really like him.
Naief insisted on my carrying him for most of the walk. I guess when we were a few hundred yards from the sanctuary, he wanted to get down and meet Henry. He was still a bit nervous, but Henry didn't push himself on him or anything. He was very calm and stood right next to us w/out moving... letting Naief talk and touch him. Hashim wasn't sure if Naief would warm up... I was so happy when he did, and I think Hashim was pretty impressed as well. After this, Hashim ran w/ him... Henry loved it. His ears perked up and he really seemed happy. The 2nd time Naief went to touch him, Henry came over to us as I knelt next to Naief, and as I petted him, he tried licking Naief (a no go this time around), sniffed his shoes and then jumped up on me to say hello. Henry seemed happy. It touched my heart.
I can't wait for tomorrow. We're gonna take a friend's kids w/ us. Two boys and I think they'll love it. A girl from Hashim's office will bring her two kids and she adopted a dog to walk... so it'll be fun. And who knows... we might come home w/ a dog named Henry.
After getting there, meeting Sandy and then meeting Henry, we decided to take him for a walk.. sorta a get-to-know-ya kinda thing. He's calm... doesn't jump or bark... didn't bark one time during our walk, even when leaving the place when all the other dogs were barking wildly, he didn't utter a single word. On the walk, we encountered some chickens, goats, horses and another dog, but, still, Henry said not a word. Only sniffing and leaving his scent whenever he felt the need. He's not trained... pulling Hashim several times, so I can only imagine trying to walk him .... but I think once he gets used to things, that'd probably ease a little, or so I hope... but still, I really like him.
Naief insisted on my carrying him for most of the walk. I guess when we were a few hundred yards from the sanctuary, he wanted to get down and meet Henry. He was still a bit nervous, but Henry didn't push himself on him or anything. He was very calm and stood right next to us w/out moving... letting Naief talk and touch him. Hashim wasn't sure if Naief would warm up... I was so happy when he did, and I think Hashim was pretty impressed as well. After this, Hashim ran w/ him... Henry loved it. His ears perked up and he really seemed happy. The 2nd time Naief went to touch him, Henry came over to us as I knelt next to Naief, and as I petted him, he tried licking Naief (a no go this time around), sniffed his shoes and then jumped up on me to say hello. Henry seemed happy. It touched my heart.
I can't wait for tomorrow. We're gonna take a friend's kids w/ us. Two boys and I think they'll love it. A girl from Hashim's office will bring her two kids and she adopted a dog to walk... so it'll be fun. And who knows... we might come home w/ a dog named Henry.
Thursday, November 20, 2008
the weekend is here
Well, the weekend is here, the weather is nice outside, the dog walk is Saturday, we go and put our money down on him tomorrow, and... hubby is leaving for Belgium on Sunday and we're not going :(
Oh... how I want to go... but, since it's a work related thing (European IT Conference), me and baby have to stay home... for 4 whole nights, all by our lonesome selves... yeah, I know we'll be fine... just pouting a bit! ;)
One good thing, I LOVE Belgium chocolate and hubby has promised big time to bring me home a bucket load... :) which will probably last me a day or two... but I'm happy.
We got pizza tonight from Pizzabella... yum, yum pizza... it was so good. We're trying to do pizza on Thursday night's now, and this new pizza place that we've found is just delicious. Naief ate so good tonight. Even told me 'yeah' when I asked if he wanted pizza. :)
The big thing w/ Naief as of late is Barney. Goodness, goodness... it's morning, noon and night. First thing when he opens his eyes, I kid you not, he asks for 'Bahbe', meaning Barney. After watching for a while, he immediately wants to watch Oswald, then back to Barney. He just loves him. Sadly... mommy has memorized most of the songs on the first show and can sing along and does... but ya know... I really like it. Never thought I'd say this, but I do. It's such wholesome goodness tucked into a big purple dinosaur! And Oswald... has anyone seen this little fella? A big blue octopus w/ a little wiener dog called Weenie. He's even colored like a wiener in a bun :) Too cute.
I'd like to do some painting this weekend if possible. Been putting it off for weeks, but feel a little like doing something, and since I bought canvas some time back... I think it about time to get out my brushes, plus... I need some time to just get things outta my head. Just hope I get the time to do it.
Figure we wont be celebrating Thanksgiving. I think if we lived in the States it'd feel right, but living in Bahrain, it doesn't feel like Thanksgiving to me anymore, and since Hashim is traveling, we'll just skip it this year. It'll be our first year not to do anything, but I'll plan to make a big dinner for Christmas... so that'll be enough to make up for it.
Oh yeah, we went to the park the other night and Naief flew his first kite! He LOVED it. giggled and ran around so much... and I got pictures, so once I have a little time, I'll post a few - if they're clear.
Hope everyone has a good weekend. Take care.
Oh... how I want to go... but, since it's a work related thing (European IT Conference), me and baby have to stay home... for 4 whole nights, all by our lonesome selves... yeah, I know we'll be fine... just pouting a bit! ;)
One good thing, I LOVE Belgium chocolate and hubby has promised big time to bring me home a bucket load... :) which will probably last me a day or two... but I'm happy.
We got pizza tonight from Pizzabella... yum, yum pizza... it was so good. We're trying to do pizza on Thursday night's now, and this new pizza place that we've found is just delicious. Naief ate so good tonight. Even told me 'yeah' when I asked if he wanted pizza. :)
The big thing w/ Naief as of late is Barney. Goodness, goodness... it's morning, noon and night. First thing when he opens his eyes, I kid you not, he asks for 'Bahbe', meaning Barney. After watching for a while, he immediately wants to watch Oswald, then back to Barney. He just loves him. Sadly... mommy has memorized most of the songs on the first show and can sing along and does... but ya know... I really like it. Never thought I'd say this, but I do. It's such wholesome goodness tucked into a big purple dinosaur! And Oswald... has anyone seen this little fella? A big blue octopus w/ a little wiener dog called Weenie. He's even colored like a wiener in a bun :) Too cute.
I'd like to do some painting this weekend if possible. Been putting it off for weeks, but feel a little like doing something, and since I bought canvas some time back... I think it about time to get out my brushes, plus... I need some time to just get things outta my head. Just hope I get the time to do it.
Figure we wont be celebrating Thanksgiving. I think if we lived in the States it'd feel right, but living in Bahrain, it doesn't feel like Thanksgiving to me anymore, and since Hashim is traveling, we'll just skip it this year. It'll be our first year not to do anything, but I'll plan to make a big dinner for Christmas... so that'll be enough to make up for it.
Oh yeah, we went to the park the other night and Naief flew his first kite! He LOVED it. giggled and ran around so much... and I got pictures, so once I have a little time, I'll post a few - if they're clear.
Hope everyone has a good weekend. Take care.
Tuesday, November 18, 2008
BSPCA dog walk
We'll be doing the dog walk this Saturday... and am interested in getting pledges from anyone that's willing to sponsor me and Hashim. If you live in Bahrain and are interested in sponsoring a good cause... please let me know. We'll have to have the money prior to Saturday, so let me know as soon as possible.
Thanks!!!
I called today and requested a dog from the BSPCA and we're gonna walk a dog called Henry. I love this name... seeing that the huge parakeet that I set free I had named Henry... so this could be considered a coincidence... or not. They said he's a big dog... I love big dogs... so I'm pretty darn excited. I'm wondering what'll come of this... since I love animals and we've talked about getting a dog...
I just wonder how he'll be w/ the cats and w/ Naief. Saturday will be interesting. :)
If anyone's interested in doing the walk, contact the BSPCA and sign up. The walk starts at 9:00 a.m., but you have to be there sooner. I'd give more info, but I don't have the details right in front of me.
Maybe we'll see you guys there :)
Thanks!!!
I called today and requested a dog from the BSPCA and we're gonna walk a dog called Henry. I love this name... seeing that the huge parakeet that I set free I had named Henry... so this could be considered a coincidence... or not. They said he's a big dog... I love big dogs... so I'm pretty darn excited. I'm wondering what'll come of this... since I love animals and we've talked about getting a dog...
I just wonder how he'll be w/ the cats and w/ Naief. Saturday will be interesting. :)
If anyone's interested in doing the walk, contact the BSPCA and sign up. The walk starts at 9:00 a.m., but you have to be there sooner. I'd give more info, but I don't have the details right in front of me.
Maybe we'll see you guys there :)
Saturday, November 15, 2008
Friday, November 14, 2008
I want a Pleo!!!
Has anyone seen these Pleo dinosaurs? I'm dying to have one! We went to the new Toy Store at the City Centre today and they had one out walking about... they are sooo dang cute!!
He was, at one point, rubbing his head against this guy standing at the entrance, then started wagging his little tail... gosh darn it... I want one!
Does anyone have one?
They have a wide range of emotions, each one is different, they start out as hatchlings... growing and learning as they go along. They play, like to be cuddled, sleep, graze, cry/whimper, feel emotions.... wow... I can't imagine it.
I think Naief is too young for one still... but not me!! :) I wonder how he'd interact w/ the cats??!!
If you haven't heard of what I'm talking about... go to www.pleoworld.com.
good day!
He was, at one point, rubbing his head against this guy standing at the entrance, then started wagging his little tail... gosh darn it... I want one!
Does anyone have one?
They have a wide range of emotions, each one is different, they start out as hatchlings... growing and learning as they go along. They play, like to be cuddled, sleep, graze, cry/whimper, feel emotions.... wow... I can't imagine it.
I think Naief is too young for one still... but not me!! :) I wonder how he'd interact w/ the cats??!!
If you haven't heard of what I'm talking about... go to www.pleoworld.com.
good day!
Wednesday, November 12, 2008
swim class
Naief's last class is tomorrow. He really enjoyed them and I'm excited about next year.
No surprise he likes the water so much... especially since he's a little Aquarian.
oh... if you don't know... he's the little one at the end w/ the diaper suit and the one in the middle of the 2nd pic. :) his daddy is also in the pic.
Tuesday, November 11, 2008
bully on the playground
Tonight we took Naief to a park w/ slides, swings... you name it, they had it. He loves the place, and it exhausts him, so mommy and daddy love it! ;)
We go probably a few times a week, sometimes more, depending on schedules, but tonight was the first time for Naief to encounter a bully...
I've been wanting to write a post for a few days now on the differences between children from different cultures. Now... I'm no expert on the raising of children, that's a given, but I do believe you have to have discipline, teach a child right from wrong and such... as you all know.
SO....
Tonight Naief ran over to this one particular area that has a slide, a tunnel that you crawl through at the top w/ a slide at the other end that's enclosed ... and fun stuff like that. It's a favorite for him. As he started up the stairs, there was a little boy (Arab) at the top that first tried to push him off the stairs. This isn't a first... since some kids don't want other children in their 'play' space, so I figured he'd give up when Naief didn't, and go off to do his own thing. But... when that didn't work, he then waited for Naief to get to the top and proceeded to tackle him.... down to the floor/bottom of this thing! When he got 'em down, the kid got on top of him and wouldn't let him up.... even putting his arm around his neck and keeping it to the floor! Such a mean little boy!! He looked mean... isn't it sad that a child that young is so mean?! Makes me wonder what's happening at home.
Needless to say, Naief started to cry, and then I got worried that the child either took a bite or was trying to take a bite....
Hashim had to get Naief (I think hubby was in a coma or something... or just letting them fight it out or wanting to see what would happen because he just stood there for what seemed to be ages... I have no idea, but I was having none of it!!) and he literally had to pull the child off of him... while the father stood over to the side and said nothing. Only until we got the boy off, did his father come over and say that this child is trouble (all in Arabic to Hashim) and told the boy to get down, to which the boy got smart, refused and went on his merry little way. This kid was smaller than Naief... so I have no idea how old he was... maybe the same age... maybe younger.
With hesitation, Naief went back up the stairs and once he got to the top, all he could do was look behind himself to make sure the kid wasn't there and do this little whimpering thing. After some encouragement, he decided to go down the slide on our side, but didn't want to go back up after.....
Even after going over into the other areas w/ other slides and things, I noticed that he'd get sorta fearful when encountering other kids... altho, he did warm up to this cute little girl (who was Jordanian, come to find out) that was the same height and had light hair. She was also the same age as Naief. Her brother was there playing and became very protective of his sister when Naief got close. It was sweet. The brother was probably 7 or so. After obviously forgetting his worry, he eased up and started kicking the ball to Naief, which Naief loved. He'd run around kicking and trying to get the ball while squealing w/ glee! :)
Hashim thinks that Naief will probably be bullied in school. This makes me a bit sad to even think about, and you guys may be thinking "yeah, but that's a few yrs from now and you're right, but, lemme tell ya, that's all mothers talk about!!! "What school will you send Naief to?" "Have you thought about schools?" "Don't put him there, he'll be picked on" "I have a friend whose child was bullied in every school... his mother is an American."
Plus, all the good schools have waiting lists that can take yrs, so you have to plan ahead... (btw, the really good private schools are VERY, very expensive. you have your choice from a ton of others that are private, but they have their own pros and cons, w/ many being racist (from what I hear) , towards those that aren't pure Bahraini).
So... as you can see, one tends to think about these things quite a bit... and his being bullied for whatever reason, has concerned me and something I'd prefer not to happen... but I know that's not life. It will happen, at some point... maybe many times.
Anyway, after tonight's little reminder... I told Hashim that it would be good to get him into karate lessons (when he's old enough, of course) or something so he'd learn how to protect himself in case that ever happened. Plus, it'll give him a boost, if he were afraid, that he could possibly, hopefully, kick some major butt if it came down to it. And I like the thought of that!
Originally, my post was going to be about the way I see Arab kids behaving compared to Indian kids, especially the way they are w/ Naief... but tonight pretty much proved my point to be false (with the Jordanian kids and an Indian girl), so I'll wrap up w/ this point. I think bullying is derived from other underlying issues (sees same at home, not given enough love, attention, and/or ignored... causing the child to act out). It's sad to see so many parents not caring about their children. Not enough to discipline, give guidance, lead by example.... while giving the love and attention your child so desperately needs.
We go probably a few times a week, sometimes more, depending on schedules, but tonight was the first time for Naief to encounter a bully...
I've been wanting to write a post for a few days now on the differences between children from different cultures. Now... I'm no expert on the raising of children, that's a given, but I do believe you have to have discipline, teach a child right from wrong and such... as you all know.
SO....
Tonight Naief ran over to this one particular area that has a slide, a tunnel that you crawl through at the top w/ a slide at the other end that's enclosed ... and fun stuff like that. It's a favorite for him. As he started up the stairs, there was a little boy (Arab) at the top that first tried to push him off the stairs. This isn't a first... since some kids don't want other children in their 'play' space, so I figured he'd give up when Naief didn't, and go off to do his own thing. But... when that didn't work, he then waited for Naief to get to the top and proceeded to tackle him.... down to the floor/bottom of this thing! When he got 'em down, the kid got on top of him and wouldn't let him up.... even putting his arm around his neck and keeping it to the floor! Such a mean little boy!! He looked mean... isn't it sad that a child that young is so mean?! Makes me wonder what's happening at home.
Needless to say, Naief started to cry, and then I got worried that the child either took a bite or was trying to take a bite....
Hashim had to get Naief (I think hubby was in a coma or something... or just letting them fight it out or wanting to see what would happen because he just stood there for what seemed to be ages... I have no idea, but I was having none of it!!) and he literally had to pull the child off of him... while the father stood over to the side and said nothing. Only until we got the boy off, did his father come over and say that this child is trouble (all in Arabic to Hashim) and told the boy to get down, to which the boy got smart, refused and went on his merry little way. This kid was smaller than Naief... so I have no idea how old he was... maybe the same age... maybe younger.
With hesitation, Naief went back up the stairs and once he got to the top, all he could do was look behind himself to make sure the kid wasn't there and do this little whimpering thing. After some encouragement, he decided to go down the slide on our side, but didn't want to go back up after.....
Even after going over into the other areas w/ other slides and things, I noticed that he'd get sorta fearful when encountering other kids... altho, he did warm up to this cute little girl (who was Jordanian, come to find out) that was the same height and had light hair. She was also the same age as Naief. Her brother was there playing and became very protective of his sister when Naief got close. It was sweet. The brother was probably 7 or so. After obviously forgetting his worry, he eased up and started kicking the ball to Naief, which Naief loved. He'd run around kicking and trying to get the ball while squealing w/ glee! :)
Hashim thinks that Naief will probably be bullied in school. This makes me a bit sad to even think about, and you guys may be thinking "yeah, but that's a few yrs from now and you're right, but, lemme tell ya, that's all mothers talk about!!! "What school will you send Naief to?" "Have you thought about schools?" "Don't put him there, he'll be picked on" "I have a friend whose child was bullied in every school... his mother is an American."
Plus, all the good schools have waiting lists that can take yrs, so you have to plan ahead... (btw, the really good private schools are VERY, very expensive. you have your choice from a ton of others that are private, but they have their own pros and cons, w/ many being racist (from what I hear) , towards those that aren't pure Bahraini).
So... as you can see, one tends to think about these things quite a bit... and his being bullied for whatever reason, has concerned me and something I'd prefer not to happen... but I know that's not life. It will happen, at some point... maybe many times.
Anyway, after tonight's little reminder... I told Hashim that it would be good to get him into karate lessons (when he's old enough, of course) or something so he'd learn how to protect himself in case that ever happened. Plus, it'll give him a boost, if he were afraid, that he could possibly, hopefully, kick some major butt if it came down to it. And I like the thought of that!
Originally, my post was going to be about the way I see Arab kids behaving compared to Indian kids, especially the way they are w/ Naief... but tonight pretty much proved my point to be false (with the Jordanian kids and an Indian girl), so I'll wrap up w/ this point. I think bullying is derived from other underlying issues (sees same at home, not given enough love, attention, and/or ignored... causing the child to act out). It's sad to see so many parents not caring about their children. Not enough to discipline, give guidance, lead by example.... while giving the love and attention your child so desperately needs.
Sunday, November 09, 2008
Why do almost all treat us the same?
Well.. the weekend is over and the new week has begun.... amazing how fast weeks pass by. It's also amazing how quickly I lose track of time. Sometimes I forget to return phone calls... only remembering weeks down the road.... makes me wonder if ppl think I'm trying to be rude, altho I do usually apologize.
I feel somewhat ho hum today... I guess sort of melancholy... not in a depressed sort of way, but in a heightened sense of thought sort of way.
Been thinking a lot about the girls/women I know that are married to Bahrainis... and wondering why it is that we all seem to have the same issues w/ in-laws. Of course, some having more extreme variations while others only get a kick in the knee every other Friday or so. One friend has issues w/ hers, but handles it well... instead of staying away all together, she goes to the family gatherings - staying for a good 8 hrs or longer - and enjoys it. She does it for her child. She gave me tips the other day on how to handle things and how to make the best out of the time you're there... like... instead of staying inside, go into the garden, walk around, be around the chickens, ducks, birds... and spend the time being w/ your child, instead of inside, miserable. Good advice, I think.
Others that I know hate their in-laws. I remember meeting this woman back some 2 yrs ago and her in-laws were so bad that they made up stories about how she was trying to kill the FIL. She works at a hospital here in Bahrain, her FIL had to have some tests, and since she was one of the ppl doing them, the MIL started saying that she hadn't done her job properly and was purposely keeping information from him so that he would die. This was only one of many things that she had to deal with.... thankfully I've never had anything like that to deal with... don't know that I would have the strength to persevere. I remember her telling me that they'd never make her leave... no matter how how they tried, she would not let them... and I can so understand this and relate to it... since I've had my share of ppl trying their best to break us up and make me leave... but that's another story for another day.
I know many that are fake around their in-laws... smiling, pretending, making believe that they like them.... I used to do this... did it for many, many years... but I don't any more. It's not me and I'm not the kind to kiss ass, just to kiss it. Now... I'm not saying it's a bad thing... I understand why one does it... but I think there are huge negatives and huge positives that one has to deal w/ when one chooses to take that road.
I guess, in thinking about all of it, I can't help but ask, "why"? Why do we (ok, probably not all of us... there must be some families out there that love or at least respect their expat daughter-in-laws) have to live w/ this? Why do they treat us like this? Why is there so much lying, manipulation, sneaking around causing problems, nosiness, rudeness, fakeness, unfriendliness.... why do these women hate us so much? Is it because we're not like them? We look different, dress different, behave differently??? Or is it because they couldn't control their son and he married for love and who he wanted, and they absolutely can not stand it? God only knows, that's fer sure!
Here we are, away from our families, making our lives in a foreign land (which isn't always easy) trying to get along, loving their sons, but it isn't good enough. Why do they insist on making life so miserable for us? Used to... I thought it was me, but I've realized over the last several months, that it isn't. Yeah... I may not make anything easy, but you know... I used to. Now, I stand up for what I believe in. I don't cower down, afraid to say the wrong thing, act the wrong way ... for if I do, they may not like me.
And thank God!
I've stopped going over to my in-laws as much as I used to. We go only some Fridays and only stay for about an hour, and I only go there on rare occasions. The reason why??? It makes me feel miserable to be around ppl that I don't get along with... who would want to sit in a room making small talk, answering question after question, or coerced into revealing things or saying things that I have no desire to tell.... it's not for me.
We went this past Friday since my FIL is traveling... thinking it might be less complicated, but it wasn't. I felt the same way when I got home... mad at myself for going, mad at myself for not stepping in when my SIL tried to make it look like Naief was about to hit her son - when he was nowhere near her son - altho Hashim did say something and she shut up (I think I've finally realized she's jealous of our son)... I just felt all cruddy inside... like I need to hole up, become a hermit when it comes to seeing them... and stay away for as long as possible... and did I say I don't want my son playing w/ her son... yeah, I know... it's his cousin, but crap, I had cousins that I didn't see all the time and am fine because of it... it wont kill Naief not to see that child all the time.... don't ya think?
anyway... I haven't had a good, groaning post in a while, and since my blog friend, One Wink at a Time, got me to thinking about why that is a few days ago, I figured that it might be a good thing to write about it. so... here ya go. :)
I feel somewhat ho hum today... I guess sort of melancholy... not in a depressed sort of way, but in a heightened sense of thought sort of way.
Been thinking a lot about the girls/women I know that are married to Bahrainis... and wondering why it is that we all seem to have the same issues w/ in-laws. Of course, some having more extreme variations while others only get a kick in the knee every other Friday or so. One friend has issues w/ hers, but handles it well... instead of staying away all together, she goes to the family gatherings - staying for a good 8 hrs or longer - and enjoys it. She does it for her child. She gave me tips the other day on how to handle things and how to make the best out of the time you're there... like... instead of staying inside, go into the garden, walk around, be around the chickens, ducks, birds... and spend the time being w/ your child, instead of inside, miserable. Good advice, I think.
Others that I know hate their in-laws. I remember meeting this woman back some 2 yrs ago and her in-laws were so bad that they made up stories about how she was trying to kill the FIL. She works at a hospital here in Bahrain, her FIL had to have some tests, and since she was one of the ppl doing them, the MIL started saying that she hadn't done her job properly and was purposely keeping information from him so that he would die. This was only one of many things that she had to deal with.... thankfully I've never had anything like that to deal with... don't know that I would have the strength to persevere. I remember her telling me that they'd never make her leave... no matter how how they tried, she would not let them... and I can so understand this and relate to it... since I've had my share of ppl trying their best to break us up and make me leave... but that's another story for another day.
I know many that are fake around their in-laws... smiling, pretending, making believe that they like them.... I used to do this... did it for many, many years... but I don't any more. It's not me and I'm not the kind to kiss ass, just to kiss it. Now... I'm not saying it's a bad thing... I understand why one does it... but I think there are huge negatives and huge positives that one has to deal w/ when one chooses to take that road.
I guess, in thinking about all of it, I can't help but ask, "why"? Why do we (ok, probably not all of us... there must be some families out there that love or at least respect their expat daughter-in-laws) have to live w/ this? Why do they treat us like this? Why is there so much lying, manipulation, sneaking around causing problems, nosiness, rudeness, fakeness, unfriendliness.... why do these women hate us so much? Is it because we're not like them? We look different, dress different, behave differently??? Or is it because they couldn't control their son and he married for love and who he wanted, and they absolutely can not stand it? God only knows, that's fer sure!
Here we are, away from our families, making our lives in a foreign land (which isn't always easy) trying to get along, loving their sons, but it isn't good enough. Why do they insist on making life so miserable for us? Used to... I thought it was me, but I've realized over the last several months, that it isn't. Yeah... I may not make anything easy, but you know... I used to. Now, I stand up for what I believe in. I don't cower down, afraid to say the wrong thing, act the wrong way ... for if I do, they may not like me.
And thank God!
I've stopped going over to my in-laws as much as I used to. We go only some Fridays and only stay for about an hour, and I only go there on rare occasions. The reason why??? It makes me feel miserable to be around ppl that I don't get along with... who would want to sit in a room making small talk, answering question after question, or coerced into revealing things or saying things that I have no desire to tell.... it's not for me.
We went this past Friday since my FIL is traveling... thinking it might be less complicated, but it wasn't. I felt the same way when I got home... mad at myself for going, mad at myself for not stepping in when my SIL tried to make it look like Naief was about to hit her son - when he was nowhere near her son - altho Hashim did say something and she shut up (I think I've finally realized she's jealous of our son)... I just felt all cruddy inside... like I need to hole up, become a hermit when it comes to seeing them... and stay away for as long as possible... and did I say I don't want my son playing w/ her son... yeah, I know... it's his cousin, but crap, I had cousins that I didn't see all the time and am fine because of it... it wont kill Naief not to see that child all the time.... don't ya think?
anyway... I haven't had a good, groaning post in a while, and since my blog friend, One Wink at a Time, got me to thinking about why that is a few days ago, I figured that it might be a good thing to write about it. so... here ya go. :)
Wednesday, November 05, 2008
I'm Proud
Today, for the first time in a VERY long time, I am proud to be an American.
I was thrilled to wake up, turn on the TV and see that Obama had won!!!!!!!
I am, indeed, very proud and happy.
Back... many months ago, there were many who didn't believe it could happen, but it has... and it'll never be the same again.
Today is a new day in history.... congratulations Barack Obama!
I was thrilled to wake up, turn on the TV and see that Obama had won!!!!!!!
I am, indeed, very proud and happy.
Back... many months ago, there were many who didn't believe it could happen, but it has... and it'll never be the same again.
Today is a new day in history.... congratulations Barack Obama!
Monday, November 03, 2008
Tomorrow.... what will it bring?
I'm starting to get a bit nervous for Obama... I want 'em to win so bad...
My gut says he's gonna win, and I've been known to predict American football games w/ this gut feeling...
Tomorrow will be my waiting game....
My gut says he's gonna win, and I've been known to predict American football games w/ this gut feeling...
Tomorrow will be my waiting game....
Saturday, November 01, 2008
party pics
Here are some pics from today's birthday party... I thought Naief looked cute as a zombie...
Thanks for all the ideas for costumes. This was pretty easy until Naief decided that he didn't want to put paint on his face and decided to throw a little fit that included throwing some toys, which ended up w/ us putting him in timeout... all because mommy wanted to put paint on his face... poor thing! ;) hehehe
But... after we got there and went inside, he had a good time. There were lots of kids, close to Naief's age, and he really enjoyed it. He loved this little girl, Rihanna... sitting beside her on several occasions. All the kids were so good. No fights, no crying.... just fun.
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