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The Mother’s Lair

Welcome to the mother’s lair.

The lair is humble from the start, then it gets even humbler when her child enters the frame.


Now let me tell you what you might see there :


You might see her shoes scattered around because her child always gave it to her asking to go out.


You might see the toys going places because they did go everywhere the child goes; you might see his animal figurines at the far end of the room because he throws them so, very far away and you might find little things hidden under the fridge; bed or anything with spaces underneath for the child to tuck in his small, precious things.


Then comes the second lair is her car. Now the car is her second home then of course it became her child’s second home too.


You will see that the balls are there (so many of them), his slippers; shoes; fresh diapers; wet wipes and anything else. You can also find his hat & his busy board.


But underneath it all, you will see the mother who did her best. In every level at literally everywhere.


To keep the house clean, the fridge full, the groceries running & every need of the household met.


It sure takes two to tango but our contribution is not nothing, right? So please be proud of who you are & what you do. Really believes & really models them too because your child sees and your child copies.


A good and happy mother always equals to a good and happy child. So you take care of the mother, then the mother will take care of everything else.


We will take care of everything else.


Ananda Khaira Azizah,

Pekanbaru, 25 Juni 2025.

Hari Rabu, pukul 1 siang.

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