This is another of the Maryam chronicles...
Usually all my kids sleep in their cot when they are small and they have no problem whatsoever switching to sleeping in their own bed when another little baby appears.
But with Maryam it has been a different scenario altogether.
Being the jet-setter she is, and the fact that she travels with me ever so often, most of the time, she will sleep with me - more then ever an arm-pit attachment cum accessory. Being the breast-feeding monster of all times, she sleeps with me in London (4 times), New Zealand, Melbourne, Mecca, Terengganu.......all over the world.....I suppose sometimes it may be due to the fact that i get very tired after a long day (and also the older you get, the more rest you need..), it is much easier to just let her snuggle up in your arms and have her sleep with her breath on your face.
I am talking about Maryam sleeping on my arm...not just her being satisfied sleeping in the same bed as me.....even daddy gets pushed aside...."I love my ummi" ....."tak sayang ayah" ( I don't love daddy). Oh well...very flattering..until your tummy starts to grow big.........and your back aches from facing one side all night long. The moment i turn around she will scream "Ummi Turn awound"......
One night a few weeks ago, i asked her " Why don't you sleep in Aisha's room?" (the attached room to mine, where Maryam's cot is, and my other daughter Aisha sleeps).
"Sebab Maryam takde bed," she explains.
"But you have your cot..."
"Itu untuk baby botak" (that is for the bald baby) - referring to the little one in my tummy.
So, she went on to demand for a "bed pink - with bantal(pillows) pink and selimut (blanket) pink".
OKAY>>>>>>>i am desperate......
For days she was bugging me to get her "bed pink".
Even when she was hanging on to my pants not allowing me to go to work, all i needed to do was say "I have to go to work to get money". Then she would reply "Money to buy my pink bed?".....and she will say "okay you can go now."
And so, on one day, i did that visit to IKEA and bought her a bed...not pink....but white with colourful hearts and shocking pink bedsheet.
She could not wait. We set up the bed in Aisha's room. Woops! daddy forgot a part so he had to go get the bed slats (you know how it can be with IKEA stuff). So we placed the mattress in the bed frame (not on the slats)..and she spent about an hour playing in the bed (?).
Finally when the slats came, she looked at the bed and smiled.....Ini Bed Pink Maryam. She posed for pictures ( the ones you see here) and happily showed it off to every one....and then she said "Ummi jom tidur." (Ummi, lets go to sleep).
I tucked her in, turn off the lights.....kissed her goodnight and went back to my room ....AND SHE FOLLOWED ME.
Maryam sleep with ummi tonight........