It has been 11 days since Ya-Ya left for her home in Philippines. She will be back here in SG 5 days’ time. Counting down? Of course! Our initial intent is to have the girls start attending childcare before Ya-Ya leave SG was so that Di and I could have a break while they were in school. After all, the last 2 weeks of the year were filled with holidays, so half the time we had to manage them at home, and we parents deserve a break, isn't it?
Well, if only things always go as planned. The girls adapted well in school. But they caught a cold on Christmas night and started developing fever, runny nose, cough and God knows what else. So we had them quarantined at home from then. Meaning, Di and I had been caring for them 24/7 for the past 7 days. Tiring? That’s an understatement!
I could tell Di was on the verge of breaking down last night when En refused her medication. The poor gal had been on it for days and finally threw in the towel. We battled with her for nearly an hour before she succumbs to our “evil plot”. Physically exhausted and mentally drained, both of us were speechless after that. We just didn't have the energy to even sigh…
Its New Year Eve and we had nothing planned. For the past years, Di and I would look forward to fireworks display from our full view windows as well as ships/ocean liners berthing nearby. Tonight, we were just looking forward to bed time. Can you beat that? Hee...
Nevertheless, I'd like to take this opportunity to express my heartfelt thanks to all who had been very supportive over the past one year. Apart from God (the reason I live and survived to date), from the bottom of my heart, I want to thank Di for being supportive of whatever decision I made despite our differences. My very special thanks to my dad who never fail to turn up at my doorstep (rain or shine) whenever help was needed at my place. Not forgetting my 3 gorgeous sisters who were always ready to lend a helping hand. Last but not least, my in-laws, godparents-in-laws, Ling, Ya-Ya and many others who mean so much to me, thank you! Thank you very much indeed!
And to my dearest little dinosaurettes – Thank You too. You may be rascals, but you are MINE. I love you both. *Muaks*
Wednesday, December 31, 2008
Monday, December 22, 2008
Playgroup Updates
An update on playgroup (PG) experience.
3rd day (Wednesday)
En & Xuan managed to stretch their stay in PG beyond lunch hours. They had their shower (as they did on the 1st & 2nd day) and surprisingly took their 2 hour nap in school for the first time. Gong Gong and I pick them up at 3pm. Xuan was all teary when she saw us but En walked out happily, struggling to carry her little load of personal loot.
4th day (Thursday)
Both girls cried for a minutes at the door. Teachers had to carry them in. But it was obvious by now they do not detest school. They were simply more interested in the amenities which were leading to their school, and found it hard to accept the fact we are not going to these amenities. I guess the morning struggle will have to go on for quite a while since there is no alternative route to their "campus". At pickup time, Xuan ran to the door but no tears this time. En was nowhere in sight and we had to wait for quite a while. It turned out our little friend was taking her own sweet time munching her tea time snack. :)
5th day (Friday)
The usual 1-minute drama took place at the door again. Peace returned the moment they were distracted by some toys and their new friends. We could hear kids cheering for them and calling their names. Peeping through the windows, we saw older kids from Nursery sharing toys with them. Such angels! As Fridays are exclusively set aside for Gong-Gong, we went to pick them up at 3pm again. One of the girls in Nursery had just celebrated her birthday with a large cake, so we had to wait for 30 minutes, so the girls could slowly savour their share of the yummy dessert. Both came to the gate smiling today.
We were all hoping things would continue to be this smooth in the weeks to come, especially since Ya-Ya had left us on Saturday night. The girls had also made new friends in school, particularly Ran and Kel. I bet I'll hear a lot about these kids in future.
P/S: This morning (6th day), both girls cried before reaching school because Di and I refuse to bring them to the nearby playground. At the gate, both were still crying. However, En walked in without kicking a fuss while Xuan reached out voluntarily to her teacher to be carried. *Phew* Can't help but thank God for answered prayers!
3rd day (Wednesday)
En & Xuan managed to stretch their stay in PG beyond lunch hours. They had their shower (as they did on the 1st & 2nd day) and surprisingly took their 2 hour nap in school for the first time. Gong Gong and I pick them up at 3pm. Xuan was all teary when she saw us but En walked out happily, struggling to carry her little load of personal loot.
4th day (Thursday)
Both girls cried for a minutes at the door. Teachers had to carry them in. But it was obvious by now they do not detest school. They were simply more interested in the amenities which were leading to their school, and found it hard to accept the fact we are not going to these amenities. I guess the morning struggle will have to go on for quite a while since there is no alternative route to their "campus". At pickup time, Xuan ran to the door but no tears this time. En was nowhere in sight and we had to wait for quite a while. It turned out our little friend was taking her own sweet time munching her tea time snack. :)
5th day (Friday)
The usual 1-minute drama took place at the door again. Peace returned the moment they were distracted by some toys and their new friends. We could hear kids cheering for them and calling their names. Peeping through the windows, we saw older kids from Nursery sharing toys with them. Such angels! As Fridays are exclusively set aside for Gong-Gong, we went to pick them up at 3pm again. One of the girls in Nursery had just celebrated her birthday with a large cake, so we had to wait for 30 minutes, so the girls could slowly savour their share of the yummy dessert. Both came to the gate smiling today.
We were all hoping things would continue to be this smooth in the weeks to come, especially since Ya-Ya had left us on Saturday night. The girls had also made new friends in school, particularly Ran and Kel. I bet I'll hear a lot about these kids in future.
P/S: This morning (6th day), both girls cried before reaching school because Di and I refuse to bring them to the nearby playground. At the gate, both were still crying. However, En walked in without kicking a fuss while Xuan reached out voluntarily to her teacher to be carried. *Phew* Can't help but thank God for answered prayers!
Wednesday, December 17, 2008
Separation Anxiety
Separation Anxiety is probably what I’m going through now. The munchkins officially entered Playgroup 2 days ago. The past 2 mornings while they were away, I had to plan things to do and get my mind/time filled with chores (i.e. housekeeping, marketing, run errands, etc.), just so I could be distracted from that awful feeling of “losing my kids” when I’m actually the one losing my mind.
Gong-Gong (my dad) is probably suffering from the same "disease" as me. I suspect so because he kept “appearing” at our home the past 2 weeks, taking a share of the quality time which I’m trying my best to spend with the kids. Anyway, to keep Gong-Gong occupied, I have already made arrangements with the Playgroup staff to release the munchkins 2 hours earlier every Friday. That would be Gong-Gong’s weekly playdate with them.
On the other hand, I’m also kind of relieved that the girls are settling down pretty well in school. En, in particular, adapted so well, she took all of us by surprise. She cried for a mere 30 seconds then proceeded to play with toys on her first day. She was also seen holding the hands of a teacher whom she wasn’t introduced to previously. Still waters run deep indeed!!!
Xuan, on the other hand, wailed so loudly for nearly an hour. I pitied the staff but it was really out of my hands. Di, Ya Ya and I were watching them from outside the school because we agreed not to accompany the munchkins right from the start, so they could adapt faster. This is truly a matter of "letting go and letting God"!
Then we saw a huge improvement in Xuan on the second day because she only wailed for a good 7 minutes, and she performed even better today – 3 minutes. My guess is she will continue to throw a tantrum every morning but the duration will get shorter each day. Hopefully the wailing will stop by the end of the second week.
Alright, that's all for updates for now. Gotta go… Time to find some errands to keep myself occupied before the thought of the munchkins fill my mind again. Ciao!
Gong-Gong (my dad) is probably suffering from the same "disease" as me. I suspect so because he kept “appearing” at our home the past 2 weeks, taking a share of the quality time which I’m trying my best to spend with the kids. Anyway, to keep Gong-Gong occupied, I have already made arrangements with the Playgroup staff to release the munchkins 2 hours earlier every Friday. That would be Gong-Gong’s weekly playdate with them.
On the other hand, I’m also kind of relieved that the girls are settling down pretty well in school. En, in particular, adapted so well, she took all of us by surprise. She cried for a mere 30 seconds then proceeded to play with toys on her first day. She was also seen holding the hands of a teacher whom she wasn’t introduced to previously. Still waters run deep indeed!!!
Xuan, on the other hand, wailed so loudly for nearly an hour. I pitied the staff but it was really out of my hands. Di, Ya Ya and I were watching them from outside the school because we agreed not to accompany the munchkins right from the start, so they could adapt faster. This is truly a matter of "letting go and letting God"!
Then we saw a huge improvement in Xuan on the second day because she only wailed for a good 7 minutes, and she performed even better today – 3 minutes. My guess is she will continue to throw a tantrum every morning but the duration will get shorter each day. Hopefully the wailing will stop by the end of the second week.
Alright, that's all for updates for now. Gotta go… Time to find some errands to keep myself occupied before the thought of the munchkins fill my mind again. Ciao!
Tuesday, December 9, 2008
Bitten
Few days ago, we had a little playdate with the girls from the unit opposite ours. The girls’ mommy invited En and Xuan to their house to play when her daughters were about to return home, so I accepted the invitation and brought them over.
When Ya Ya was done cooking dinner, she shouted for the munchkins to go home for their meals. As usual, Xuan was having so much fun, she refused. Out of desperation after a few failed attempts to “lure” her home, I told her we’re going to the playground. She ran to me enthusiastically right away.
However, the scene turned ugly when I brought her back to our home for dinner instead. Despite constant assurance that we’ll go to the playground after her meal, the playful girl refuse to have her meal. In the face of a meltdown, I had to give the hysterical toddler a time-out which further upsets her. While I was trying to comfort her, Xuan “loses” her mind and sank her teeth (all 18 of them!) right into my shoulders!!! It’s the first time I suffered a bite since her infant days when she was teething. And mind you, she had only gums those days and it already hurt. Can you imagine her full set of teeth sinking into the meaty part of my shoulder? I thank God I was not wearing sleeveless top that day or I’ll be left with a nasty scar.
Well, she did apologised immediately when I pushed her away from me and yell (yes, I yelled because I was hurt and in pain) at her for the ungrateful act. At the same time, I also felt extremely apologetic myself for lying to her. Lesson to be learned? Never lie to your kids, no matter what.
When Ya Ya was done cooking dinner, she shouted for the munchkins to go home for their meals. As usual, Xuan was having so much fun, she refused. Out of desperation after a few failed attempts to “lure” her home, I told her we’re going to the playground. She ran to me enthusiastically right away.
However, the scene turned ugly when I brought her back to our home for dinner instead. Despite constant assurance that we’ll go to the playground after her meal, the playful girl refuse to have her meal. In the face of a meltdown, I had to give the hysterical toddler a time-out which further upsets her. While I was trying to comfort her, Xuan “loses” her mind and sank her teeth (all 18 of them!) right into my shoulders!!! It’s the first time I suffered a bite since her infant days when she was teething. And mind you, she had only gums those days and it already hurt. Can you imagine her full set of teeth sinking into the meaty part of my shoulder? I thank God I was not wearing sleeveless top that day or I’ll be left with a nasty scar.
Well, she did apologised immediately when I pushed her away from me and yell (yes, I yelled because I was hurt and in pain) at her for the ungrateful act. At the same time, I also felt extremely apologetic myself for lying to her. Lesson to be learned? Never lie to your kids, no matter what.
Tuesday, November 25, 2008
Growth
The past month since the munchkins turned 2 had been a very “thrilling” experience. This is mainly due to the exponential growth in their ability to express themselves. Words are starting to flow from their mouth and at times, coupled with some actions which they kind of “invented” it themselves.
Before, their languages were limited to a single syllables, and very narrow range of words. Then they start to blurt out words we used on a daily basis, or when they point out to things they come across or in books, and sometimes they just “narrate” after the adults or DVDs. Our home became a lot noisier now.
I vaguely remember how their doctor put it in one of our visits to his clinic. He said “When the speech centre in their brain start to mature, words will flow. By then, you may not even be able to stop them from talking. So count your blessing that you are still able to enjoy some peaceful moments now.” How true!!!
Despite efforts to ensure we adults speak positively and “mind” our language, the girls still pick up some words from our conversation and reiterate them. Ya-Ya was sharing with me something about my sister’s maid one morning, and she said the word “dai” which means “girl” in her native language. Xuan was playing right next to me when she stood up all of a sudden and said “Die!” with her index finger bend slightly. It was so funny I nearly died laughing. None of us remember using this gesture to indicate death. Strange…
When I finally “reclaimed” my composure, I asked her “Who taught you that, baby? Did something or someone die?” Our dear friend then proudly wriggled her thumbs and index fingers (as if she is singing the song “Eensy Weensy Spider”), said “Ga-Ga died” before bouncing off happily back to her toys. For those who are not familiar with teochew (a local dialect), “Ga-Ga” means insects.
Such innocence… No wonder our Lord says "Verily I say unto you, unless ye be converted and become as little children, ye shall not enter into the Kingdom of Heaven. Whosoever therefore shall humble himself as this little child, the same is greatest in the Kingdom of Heaven.” (Matthew 18:3-4 NKJV)
Before, their languages were limited to a single syllables, and very narrow range of words. Then they start to blurt out words we used on a daily basis, or when they point out to things they come across or in books, and sometimes they just “narrate” after the adults or DVDs. Our home became a lot noisier now.
I vaguely remember how their doctor put it in one of our visits to his clinic. He said “When the speech centre in their brain start to mature, words will flow. By then, you may not even be able to stop them from talking. So count your blessing that you are still able to enjoy some peaceful moments now.” How true!!!
Despite efforts to ensure we adults speak positively and “mind” our language, the girls still pick up some words from our conversation and reiterate them. Ya-Ya was sharing with me something about my sister’s maid one morning, and she said the word “dai” which means “girl” in her native language. Xuan was playing right next to me when she stood up all of a sudden and said “Die!” with her index finger bend slightly. It was so funny I nearly died laughing. None of us remember using this gesture to indicate death. Strange…
When I finally “reclaimed” my composure, I asked her “Who taught you that, baby? Did something or someone die?” Our dear friend then proudly wriggled her thumbs and index fingers (as if she is singing the song “Eensy Weensy Spider”), said “Ga-Ga died” before bouncing off happily back to her toys. For those who are not familiar with teochew (a local dialect), “Ga-Ga” means insects.
Such innocence… No wonder our Lord says "Verily I say unto you, unless ye be converted and become as little children, ye shall not enter into the Kingdom of Heaven. Whosoever therefore shall humble himself as this little child, the same is greatest in the Kingdom of Heaven.” (Matthew 18:3-4 NKJV)
Friday, November 14, 2008
Struggle
Its been nearly a month since I last posted. What was the reason? I wanted to spend more quality time with the munchkins before they both end up "institutionalised". Oops! I mean before they start attending full day childcare in January 2009.
A month ago, I was reading the blog of a friend who just started to place her twins in day care facilities because she was returning to the workforce, she mentioned “this deep pall of sadness” that's settled over her. And I went “Sh**! I bet I’m going to feel the same way when the munchkins start attending playgroup in Jan.”
And I was darn right! Except… I’m beginning to feel it NOW!!! Its only November and my heart seemed to ache whenever the thought of “surrendering” my 2 girls into the hands of strangers (though I've met and spoke with the supervisor numerous times) enters my pea brain. It started 2 days ago when the childcare centre called to inform me there will be 3 vacancies available in December, of which 2 had been reserved for the munchkins. I then asked for 24 hours to reconsider my initial decision and to discuss with Di.
You see, some time earlier this year, I requested the school to put us on waiting list for early entry in December though the official entry date was January 2009. Reason being Ya-Ya going on home leave in mid December, so sending the kids to school a month earlier seemed like the best thing to do. At that time, we were not sure if Di would be able to get leave clearance and even if he could, I’m rather “concerned” if he can survive the 16 days of daddy-hood with the munchkins at home while I continue my mommy role, plus manage the household chores.
However, Di got lots of “practical” sessions with the girls lately while I was busy attending gatherings and catching up with friends on weekends and public holidays. Some changes to his job scope also allowed him to obtain leave clearance during December. I was pleasantly surprised when he told me he is looking forward to the year end, though he is also praying for co-operation from his princesses while Ya-Ya is away.
Now, with that in mind, I was expecting Di to reject the early entry offer. Then as usual, Di’s response goes “Up to you. You decide.” Arrggghhhh… I struggled. And the two sides of my pea brain began a series of debate.
Left: Its only a month earlier. What’s the big deal?
Right: But they've a life time ahead of them to go to school. Shouldn't we just spare them for a month?
Left: They’ll enjoy school. There are things to learn, other kids to play with, things which they can never experience with you at home, so just let go and let God.
Right: I know… But they’re only two…
Left: They will still be two when you send them to school in January. What are you talking about???!!!
Right: I just feel bad… If I have to work and Di is not available in Dec, then we have legitimate reasons to send them earlier. But look! We’re both available, so why should we start them in Dec?
Left: If they start earlier, they won’t end up “frightened” by all the freshies (kids who enter in Jan 09) who’ll cry for their parents during the first week. Let them be the only ones crying in Dec, so teachers can comfort and focus on them. When new term starts in Jan, they’ll be more or less settled down, and not affected at all by the initial mayhem.
Right: You think so??? I’m not sure…
Left: Okay, think of how they annoy you at home? Think of those times when they fight for attention and toys! How about those occasions when they were extremely mischievous?
Right: Hmmm… I think its time they go to school.
I called the supervisor the following day. But at the very last minute, I decided they will start in mid December (the week before Ya-Ya goes home) instead of 1st December.
Since that phone call ended, I didn't feel any better. Tinges of sadness still linger and it has nothing with them starting childcare earlier. I guess all mothers sending their kids to childcare for the first time, whether their kids are 2 months, 2 years or older, feel the same sense of sadness and loss. It is one thing to understand the benefits of sending children to day care facilities. It is another to have your own toddlers walk through those school gates.
This feeling will probably linger on for some time still, and perhaps intensify as mid December approaches. Nevertheless, I have to keep my faith and believe God will make a way. He’ll take extra good care of my munchkins, and while they begin to fall in love with school, I’ll be able to move on with His plans for me.
Till then, pray with me.
A month ago, I was reading the blog of a friend who just started to place her twins in day care facilities because she was returning to the workforce, she mentioned “this deep pall of sadness” that's settled over her. And I went “Sh**! I bet I’m going to feel the same way when the munchkins start attending playgroup in Jan.”
And I was darn right! Except… I’m beginning to feel it NOW!!! Its only November and my heart seemed to ache whenever the thought of “surrendering” my 2 girls into the hands of strangers (though I've met and spoke with the supervisor numerous times) enters my pea brain. It started 2 days ago when the childcare centre called to inform me there will be 3 vacancies available in December, of which 2 had been reserved for the munchkins. I then asked for 24 hours to reconsider my initial decision and to discuss with Di.
You see, some time earlier this year, I requested the school to put us on waiting list for early entry in December though the official entry date was January 2009. Reason being Ya-Ya going on home leave in mid December, so sending the kids to school a month earlier seemed like the best thing to do. At that time, we were not sure if Di would be able to get leave clearance and even if he could, I’m rather “concerned” if he can survive the 16 days of daddy-hood with the munchkins at home while I continue my mommy role, plus manage the household chores.
However, Di got lots of “practical” sessions with the girls lately while I was busy attending gatherings and catching up with friends on weekends and public holidays. Some changes to his job scope also allowed him to obtain leave clearance during December. I was pleasantly surprised when he told me he is looking forward to the year end, though he is also praying for co-operation from his princesses while Ya-Ya is away.
Now, with that in mind, I was expecting Di to reject the early entry offer. Then as usual, Di’s response goes “Up to you. You decide.” Arrggghhhh… I struggled. And the two sides of my pea brain began a series of debate.
Left: Its only a month earlier. What’s the big deal?
Right: But they've a life time ahead of them to go to school. Shouldn't we just spare them for a month?
Left: They’ll enjoy school. There are things to learn, other kids to play with, things which they can never experience with you at home, so just let go and let God.
Right: I know… But they’re only two…
Left: They will still be two when you send them to school in January. What are you talking about???!!!
Right: I just feel bad… If I have to work and Di is not available in Dec, then we have legitimate reasons to send them earlier. But look! We’re both available, so why should we start them in Dec?
Left: If they start earlier, they won’t end up “frightened” by all the freshies (kids who enter in Jan 09) who’ll cry for their parents during the first week. Let them be the only ones crying in Dec, so teachers can comfort and focus on them. When new term starts in Jan, they’ll be more or less settled down, and not affected at all by the initial mayhem.
Right: You think so??? I’m not sure…
Left: Okay, think of how they annoy you at home? Think of those times when they fight for attention and toys! How about those occasions when they were extremely mischievous?
Right: Hmmm… I think its time they go to school.
I called the supervisor the following day. But at the very last minute, I decided they will start in mid December (the week before Ya-Ya goes home) instead of 1st December.
Since that phone call ended, I didn't feel any better. Tinges of sadness still linger and it has nothing with them starting childcare earlier. I guess all mothers sending their kids to childcare for the first time, whether their kids are 2 months, 2 years or older, feel the same sense of sadness and loss. It is one thing to understand the benefits of sending children to day care facilities. It is another to have your own toddlers walk through those school gates.
This feeling will probably linger on for some time still, and perhaps intensify as mid December approaches. Nevertheless, I have to keep my faith and believe God will make a way. He’ll take extra good care of my munchkins, and while they begin to fall in love with school, I’ll be able to move on with His plans for me.
Till then, pray with me.
Monday, October 20, 2008
Quality Time Part 2
As promised, I brought En out for some mom-daughter Quality Time (QT) this morning. I realised I couldn't help bringing her to the same places I brought Xuan last week. Guess deep inside me, the "being fair to both twin" bug just won't let me go.
However, it is a very different experience hanging out with En versus Xuan. I was more relaxed today as En is generally more cautious about the surrounding. She sticks around me and holds my hand most of the time, unlike Xuan who'll charge to wherever/whatever intrigues her. En also takes instructions better than Xuan. I had a good time engaging in "intellectual" conversations with her. :)
There are 2 things I noticed about En today:
1) She is more attached to Xuan than I thought. It was barely 3 minutes away from our home and she started turning back, asking for Xuan. And she mentioned Xuan 3-4 times during the short outing. Interestingly, she didn't think of Ya Ya. That took me by surprise though.
2) En's interest in books has extended to those beyond her age. Of course she still likes picture books or board books, but I did noticed her flipping through my books/Bible on my bedside table at times. At the reference section in the library, she took a book on Statistics off the shelf, sat on the carpeted floor and started going through the book. There were no pictures. Just words and numbers. I hope this interest continue throughout her life.
Lacking the athlete stamina (more prominent in Xuan), En knocked out earlier than expected. Before we could flag down a cab, she fell fast asleep! There was no way I could get her to rest her head on my shoulders, so my poor arm almost suffered a "fracture" from supporting the gal's head all the way home!!! Well, looks like I'll have to bring her stroller along for our next QT. Kekeke...
However, it is a very different experience hanging out with En versus Xuan. I was more relaxed today as En is generally more cautious about the surrounding. She sticks around me and holds my hand most of the time, unlike Xuan who'll charge to wherever/whatever intrigues her. En also takes instructions better than Xuan. I had a good time engaging in "intellectual" conversations with her. :)
There are 2 things I noticed about En today:
1) She is more attached to Xuan than I thought. It was barely 3 minutes away from our home and she started turning back, asking for Xuan. And she mentioned Xuan 3-4 times during the short outing. Interestingly, she didn't think of Ya Ya. That took me by surprise though.
2) En's interest in books has extended to those beyond her age. Of course she still likes picture books or board books, but I did noticed her flipping through my books/Bible on my bedside table at times. At the reference section in the library, she took a book on Statistics off the shelf, sat on the carpeted floor and started going through the book. There were no pictures. Just words and numbers. I hope this interest continue throughout her life.
Lacking the athlete stamina (more prominent in Xuan), En knocked out earlier than expected. Before we could flag down a cab, she fell fast asleep! There was no way I could get her to rest her head on my shoulders, so my poor arm almost suffered a "fracture" from supporting the gal's head all the way home!!! Well, looks like I'll have to bring her stroller along for our next QT. Kekeke...
Sunday, October 19, 2008
Mid Thirties
If you know Di personally, you might have heard him saying "All the important females in my life are born in October!" Well, his mom (aka my mom-in-law), the munchkins, myself and even Ya Ya are all October babies (or rather, ladies). And today is the day yours truly officially turn mid thirties. I received SMSes reminding me this fact from countless concerned friends since the break of dawn. If you are one of them and reading this post now, I thank you again! Kekeke...
It seemed to me the "mid thirties club" is not as well received as I had expected??? Initially, I thought the only ones who may be anxious about turning 35 are those who are trying to conceive. Otherwise, one should be proud to be 35! I AM! I love what I am now better than I was 10 years back. There's certainly room to live life to the fullest still, so I bet I'll love myself even more in the years to come. Assuming my "shelve life" to be approximately 70, I've already set one foot into my casket. Hence, it is important to make every second count in the days/years ahead, don't you think so?
So happy birthday to ME! May God grant me wisdom as I continue to grow in His love and unveil His plans for me! ^.^
"... Eye has not seen, nor ear heard,
Nor have entered into the heart of man
The things which God has prepared for those who love Him."
- 1 Corinthians 2:9 (NKJV)
It seemed to me the "mid thirties club" is not as well received as I had expected??? Initially, I thought the only ones who may be anxious about turning 35 are those who are trying to conceive. Otherwise, one should be proud to be 35! I AM! I love what I am now better than I was 10 years back. There's certainly room to live life to the fullest still, so I bet I'll love myself even more in the years to come. Assuming my "shelve life" to be approximately 70, I've already set one foot into my casket. Hence, it is important to make every second count in the days/years ahead, don't you think so?
So happy birthday to ME! May God grant me wisdom as I continue to grow in His love and unveil His plans for me! ^.^
"... Eye has not seen, nor ear heard,
Nor have entered into the heart of man
The things which God has prepared for those who love Him."
- 1 Corinthians 2:9 (NKJV)
Wednesday, October 15, 2008
Quality Time
In the munchkins' first year, I made it a point to bring only one of them out, at least once a month, for shopping trips or tea time with friends. The rationale behind this was to spend quality time with them individually, so they could enjoy undivided attention from me (if not, both Di and I). I do get questions like "Isn't it unfair to the other twin?" or "How do you decide who comes out this time round?" I can't remember my answers then but I always remember to explain the reason for doing this - Quality Time (QT).
However, I can't remember when I last spent QT with En & Xuan. I felt so guilt stricken the day it struck me I had totally forgotten about QT. Ever since they were able to walk/run, we've been going out as a family most of the time, except when I have to bring them to the doctor when they take turns to fall sick.
The big "revelation" came on 1st October - Children's Day. I was on my way down town to have "a break from the kids" (while Di and Ya Ya babysit the girls) when I met a friend, her husband and their sweet little girl (Hayley) at the mall near our place. When I saw little Hayley holding the hand of her parents on both sides, I immediately felt sad for En & Xuan. They hardly (I won't say never but frankly, I can't recall if it ever took place) had the opportunity to hold both Di and my hands when we were out. Seriously, I don't think the munchkins realised (or are bothered by) this but I couldn't help feeling I had deprived the munchkins of undivided attention and love from both parents. Perhaps all parents with more than one kid felt the same???
Anyway, God brought to mind QT after that episode. With Di's busy work schedule lately, we hardly spend time together as a couple, let alone with the kids. Nevertheless, I resumed QT today by bringing Xuan out for nearly 3 hours. It felt so different going places with her with no specific agenda except to spend time together. We travelled on buses, took MRT rides, played with insects next to ponds, settled for lunch at The Galilee cafe before heading home in a cab. Can't believe how much I had missed all this while when QT was missing from our routine. Now I'm looking forward to my next outing with En and I am certain it'll be a fun-filled one as well.
However, I can't remember when I last spent QT with En & Xuan. I felt so guilt stricken the day it struck me I had totally forgotten about QT. Ever since they were able to walk/run, we've been going out as a family most of the time, except when I have to bring them to the doctor when they take turns to fall sick.
The big "revelation" came on 1st October - Children's Day. I was on my way down town to have "a break from the kids" (while Di and Ya Ya babysit the girls) when I met a friend, her husband and their sweet little girl (Hayley) at the mall near our place. When I saw little Hayley holding the hand of her parents on both sides, I immediately felt sad for En & Xuan. They hardly (I won't say never but frankly, I can't recall if it ever took place) had the opportunity to hold both Di and my hands when we were out. Seriously, I don't think the munchkins realised (or are bothered by) this but I couldn't help feeling I had deprived the munchkins of undivided attention and love from both parents. Perhaps all parents with more than one kid felt the same???
Anyway, God brought to mind QT after that episode. With Di's busy work schedule lately, we hardly spend time together as a couple, let alone with the kids. Nevertheless, I resumed QT today by bringing Xuan out for nearly 3 hours. It felt so different going places with her with no specific agenda except to spend time together. We travelled on buses, took MRT rides, played with insects next to ponds, settled for lunch at The Galilee cafe before heading home in a cab. Can't believe how much I had missed all this while when QT was missing from our routine. Now I'm looking forward to my next outing with En and I am certain it'll be a fun-filled one as well.
Wednesday, October 8, 2008
Bhutan and the dragon
I love the world map. Not so much because I love to travel, but probably because I love Geography. And I still miss that “international satellite & submarine cable” map from one of my previous jobs. Oops!
Though I have no intention to groom the munchkins into geologists, the munchkins, however, developed a keen interest in the world map ever since I place one (with flags of the world printed all over it) in their bedroom. They are able to identify at least 10 flags of the world now, which is quite an achievement for 2-year old, I thought. But there is a little joke about Bhutan which I’d like to share here.
You see, the reason why some country’s flag drew the attention of the munchkins is simple. These “interesting” flags had NO stars, crescent or cross on it, unlike the dozens of other flags in the world. The flag of Bhutan is one of the very unique ones. It has a dragon on it (see photo below).
When Xuan first pointed out Bhutan’s flag, I was glad but not surprised. Then I took the opportunity to teach her the word “dragon”. She started pointing to her MamyPoko Pull Up Pants and I was puzzled. I tried to ignore her little gesture and continued my “dragon” topic by talking about the cartoon series “Dragon Tales”. But she was persistent at trying to get my attention as well.
It came to a point where I had to look at her straight in the eye and said “Look, those are Pooh bears printed on your diaper. They've nothing to do with dragons.” “Poo poo”, she said. “Yes, Pooh bears! Winnie the Pooh has nothing to do with dragons, my dear!” Xuan shook her head, pat her butt this time and exclaimed “Poo poo!” All of a sudden, the truth began to dawn on me. She had dragon fruit for afternoon snack and it all came out in her poo. How did she know? I told her so when I was changing her diaper!!! LOL!
So what has dragon got to do with her poo? Dragon fruits are in it!!! Kekeke… So now we all remember where Bhutan is and how its national flag look like. Ha!
Though I have no intention to groom the munchkins into geologists, the munchkins, however, developed a keen interest in the world map ever since I place one (with flags of the world printed all over it) in their bedroom. They are able to identify at least 10 flags of the world now, which is quite an achievement for 2-year old, I thought. But there is a little joke about Bhutan which I’d like to share here.
You see, the reason why some country’s flag drew the attention of the munchkins is simple. These “interesting” flags had NO stars, crescent or cross on it, unlike the dozens of other flags in the world. The flag of Bhutan is one of the very unique ones. It has a dragon on it (see photo below).
When Xuan first pointed out Bhutan’s flag, I was glad but not surprised. Then I took the opportunity to teach her the word “dragon”. She started pointing to her MamyPoko Pull Up Pants and I was puzzled. I tried to ignore her little gesture and continued my “dragon” topic by talking about the cartoon series “Dragon Tales”. But she was persistent at trying to get my attention as well.
It came to a point where I had to look at her straight in the eye and said “Look, those are Pooh bears printed on your diaper. They've nothing to do with dragons.” “Poo poo”, she said. “Yes, Pooh bears! Winnie the Pooh has nothing to do with dragons, my dear!” Xuan shook her head, pat her butt this time and exclaimed “Poo poo!” All of a sudden, the truth began to dawn on me. She had dragon fruit for afternoon snack and it all came out in her poo. How did she know? I told her so when I was changing her diaper!!! LOL!
So what has dragon got to do with her poo? Dragon fruits are in it!!! Kekeke… So now we all remember where Bhutan is and how its national flag look like. Ha!
Monday, October 6, 2008
Happy 2nd Birthday
En & Xuan turned 2 today. A monumental stage for most toddlers, I guess, as they officially enter the Terrible Twos Club. To the munchkins, however, apart from the family gathering held to celebrate their "coming of age" last Saturday, birthdays are just like any other day. Life goes on, that is, if they actually "bother" about life in the first place. That's the beauty (or rather, bliss) of being a 2 year-old.
For me, today brings a whole lot of mix feelings as I took them for a morning walk. Looking back at how far we've come, I'm simply speechless when I think about how I was "born again" over a mere 24-month period. Well, I am still who I am today, yet I am more than what I was 2 years back. You know what I mean? It is not an increase in material possessions, wealth or knowledge kind of thing we're talking about here. It is character development resulting from a steep (very steep indeed) learning curve, tears, joy, bitterness, laughter, etc. You wouldn't want to trade this experience for anything in the world, even if there were more bitter times than happy ones. From the very moment you hear that soft, sweet voice whispering "mama" in your ears, you know the tears were worth it - every single bit of it!
Happy Birthday, my joy, my love, my revelations! For God gave you both to me, just so I could have a better understanding of myself. Thank you, God, for En & Xuan.
(En & Xuan having a good time at the park in the morning of their 2nd birthday.)
Tuesday, September 23, 2008
Sleepless and Sick
The girls are down with high fever (again!) and the cause is, as usual, unknown. Xuan kick start the whole "fever episode" running a temperature last Friday night, followed by En on Sunday. En hit a record high of 40.3°C while Xuan was burning at 40°C. The God-sent ear thermoscan is a great invention. Can't imagine what I'll do without it. But monitoring the munchkins every 30 minutes and administering medication 4 hourly really took a toll on me.
Previously when the munchkins fell ill, Ya Ya and I could still manage without additional help. Its amazing how we could "operate" in the day despite sleep deprivation over a few nights. On some nights, I think I only had maximum 2 hours of undisturbed sleep. Once the thermoscan reads 38.5°C or above, my mind will subconsciously stay awake even though my eyelids are down.
This time, I had to ask Gong Gong (my dad) to come over to help babysit the girls during the day, just so Ya Ya and I could take a break or catch some sleep. The entire household is down with cold, cough and body ache! Poor Di couldn't even take a day off because he is involved in the preparation of the first ever F1 Night Race held in town starting this coming Friday. He had to complete urgent tasks and be "on site standby" till 2 am during the race. He can't even "afford" to be sick. Can you beat that???
At home, Ya Ya and I are very grateful to Gong Gong for helping to "entertain" the 2 sick girls. He also bought us yummy meals (and herbal drinks too) so we don't have to worry about cooking or grocery shopping. Many thanks to Gong Gong!!! *Hugz*
I'm so looking forward to complete recovery for my family. Until then, please keep us in your prayers. Gracias!
Previously when the munchkins fell ill, Ya Ya and I could still manage without additional help. Its amazing how we could "operate" in the day despite sleep deprivation over a few nights. On some nights, I think I only had maximum 2 hours of undisturbed sleep. Once the thermoscan reads 38.5°C or above, my mind will subconsciously stay awake even though my eyelids are down.
This time, I had to ask Gong Gong (my dad) to come over to help babysit the girls during the day, just so Ya Ya and I could take a break or catch some sleep. The entire household is down with cold, cough and body ache! Poor Di couldn't even take a day off because he is involved in the preparation of the first ever F1 Night Race held in town starting this coming Friday. He had to complete urgent tasks and be "on site standby" till 2 am during the race. He can't even "afford" to be sick. Can you beat that???
At home, Ya Ya and I are very grateful to Gong Gong for helping to "entertain" the 2 sick girls. He also bought us yummy meals (and herbal drinks too) so we don't have to worry about cooking or grocery shopping. Many thanks to Gong Gong!!! *Hugz*
I'm so looking forward to complete recovery for my family. Until then, please keep us in your prayers. Gracias!
Friday, September 19, 2008
8th Wedding Anniversary
Exactly 8 years ago, Di and I wilfully got married with nothing planned for our future, except our honeymoon destination. Some of our friends thought we were out of our minds. But then again, who cares??? We were very comfortable with our decision (which is literally no decisions made) and had never look back since. If we could do it all over again, I won't change a single thing, except, perhaps, our honeymoon destination. Hahaha... Nevertheless, I could at least proudly proclaim that for once (in fact, more than once) in my life time, I have MY LIFE, MY WAY. Sounds like a TV commercial? Kekeke...
With the 2 munchkins now, I guess we will have to think thrice before engaging ourselves in any audacious acts. But the most predictable thing about life is its unpredictability, so it's tough to have to think twice, let alone thrice. Once you start thinking, you may have already missed the boat!!!
Oh God, there I go again... Please keep me firmly grounded, I pray. Give me wisdom, patience and self-control. Amen.
P/S: Before I forget, happy anniversary, Di. I'm not very hopeful that we'll get to dine together tonight, but I'm praying... kekeke...
“Living a life of faith means never knowing where you are being led. But it does mean loving and knowing the One who is leading. It is literally a life of faith, not of understanding and reason – a life of knowing him who calls us to go.” - Oswald Chambers.
With the 2 munchkins now, I guess we will have to think thrice before engaging ourselves in any audacious acts. But the most predictable thing about life is its unpredictability, so it's tough to have to think twice, let alone thrice. Once you start thinking, you may have already missed the boat!!!
Oh God, there I go again... Please keep me firmly grounded, I pray. Give me wisdom, patience and self-control. Amen.
P/S: Before I forget, happy anniversary, Di. I'm not very hopeful that we'll get to dine together tonight, but I'm praying... kekeke...
“Living a life of faith means never knowing where you are being led. But it does mean loving and knowing the One who is leading. It is literally a life of faith, not of understanding and reason – a life of knowing him who calls us to go.” - Oswald Chambers.
Thursday, September 11, 2008
Baby #3
I opened my front door this morning and was greeted by a question from my neighbour “You've got another baby? For the past few days, we kept hearing an infant crying and it seemed to be coming from your home.”
Well, yes, we've got an infant at home. But, no, it NOT ours. Curious (or rather nosey) neighbours must be “shocked” to find me carrying a 3-month old infant around the estate. Well, it’s not baby #3 for us despite the attractive baby bonus package announced by the government last month. But I must admit there were times when Di and I thought “How nice if she’s ours”. And she… is Natasha, my niece.
Note: We will be babysitting Natasha for 2 weeks because my sister (suffering from post natal depression) has no helper.
Am I having second thoughts about having another child? No, I don’t think so. I would, if my next child comes with a "100% Sweetie Pie Guarantee". Hahaha… Personally, I find it hard to imagine going through the entire cycle of raising an infant to toddler again, especially with the munchkins into their terrible twos phase now. Plus, there are tonnes of things I‘d like to do and I’m only a few months away from “getting a life” (when the munchkins go to school). I've too much to risk, agree?
Still counting down…
765 days had gone by since I was gainfully employed.
113 more days before I regain my freedom.
A couple more months before I start life “afresh”.
Baby #3? Err… maybe, perhaps, we’ll see…
Well, yes, we've got an infant at home. But, no, it NOT ours. Curious (or rather nosey) neighbours must be “shocked” to find me carrying a 3-month old infant around the estate. Well, it’s not baby #3 for us despite the attractive baby bonus package announced by the government last month. But I must admit there were times when Di and I thought “How nice if she’s ours”. And she… is Natasha, my niece.
Note: We will be babysitting Natasha for 2 weeks because my sister (suffering from post natal depression) has no helper.
Am I having second thoughts about having another child? No, I don’t think so. I would, if my next child comes with a "100% Sweetie Pie Guarantee". Hahaha… Personally, I find it hard to imagine going through the entire cycle of raising an infant to toddler again, especially with the munchkins into their terrible twos phase now. Plus, there are tonnes of things I‘d like to do and I’m only a few months away from “getting a life” (when the munchkins go to school). I've too much to risk, agree?
Still counting down…
765 days had gone by since I was gainfully employed.
113 more days before I regain my freedom.
A couple more months before I start life “afresh”.
Baby #3? Err… maybe, perhaps, we’ll see…
Wednesday, September 3, 2008
Funeral
Di’s granny is 104 this year. He’s been the apple of her eyes since he was a little boy. Yesterday, we bid her farewell as she ends her life journey peacefully in the comfort of her home. As some of the family members went ahead to arrange for her funeral, others sat around reminiscing. Di even sobbed when he called me last night. I wish granny was around to witness that or hear those lovely words everyone said about her.
I’ve always thought it makes more sense to hold a funeral service when one is alive (or rather, when one is about to die). Why bother to play my chosen songs, read my favourite scriptures and share how you feel about me… when I’m lying in a stiff, cold casket. Then again, I doubt anyone would support my “Pre-Funeral” idea, and my dad would probably think I’m crazy. So I guess I’d probably try my luck again in my golden years. Kekeke…
Reminder to Di, En & Xuan
In the event I had to return home to the Lord unexpectedly, please read my favourite scripture Psalm 27 and play the following songs at my funeral.
- Amazing Grace (sang by Hayley Westenra in the album “Pure”)
- Pokarekare Ana (sang by Hayley Westenra in the album “Pure”)
- 牽我的手 (by Pastor 林义忠)
Thanks!
Tuesday, September 2, 2008
Job Satisfaction
I supposed most people will agree that a mommy's greatest job satisfaction comes from witnessing her children's many "first" (eg. first coo, first rollover, first steps, first words, etc.) and ensuring her kids attain their various milestones. Even if one is a full time working mom, I'm sure these "big" achievements by your little ones means a great deal. But beyond all these, how else can a mommy obtain job satisfaction, especially if one is a full time mommy?
I was pleasantly surprised yesterday by how fulfilled I was when I managed to "housekeep" the munchkins' few toy chests. Firstly, having cleared up the "mess" satisfies the slight OCD (obsessive compulsive disorder) in me to have a neat and tidy home. Secondly, the excess toys were either worn out (to be disposed, of course) or no longer age appropriate. And what we normally do is pass on the ones in good condition to younger kids of family or friends, or send the loot to The Salvation Army. That again, satisfies my self actualisation needs because it means I am able and willing to give.
Lastly, and also the most important point is, my kids are developing and growing so well, they no longer need their kiddy toys. Outgrowing these toys means they've moved on to other toys which requires higher level of intellectual and motor skills (eg. colouring books, puzzles, play dough, etc.). And that's job satisfaction for a mommy too! At the very least, it satisfies a self-centred mommy like me who simply can't wait for the kids to grow up. :)
I was pleasantly surprised yesterday by how fulfilled I was when I managed to "housekeep" the munchkins' few toy chests. Firstly, having cleared up the "mess" satisfies the slight OCD (obsessive compulsive disorder) in me to have a neat and tidy home. Secondly, the excess toys were either worn out (to be disposed, of course) or no longer age appropriate. And what we normally do is pass on the ones in good condition to younger kids of family or friends, or send the loot to The Salvation Army. That again, satisfies my self actualisation needs because it means I am able and willing to give.
Lastly, and also the most important point is, my kids are developing and growing so well, they no longer need their kiddy toys. Outgrowing these toys means they've moved on to other toys which requires higher level of intellectual and motor skills (eg. colouring books, puzzles, play dough, etc.). And that's job satisfaction for a mommy too! At the very least, it satisfies a self-centred mommy like me who simply can't wait for the kids to grow up. :)
Tuesday, August 26, 2008
Mishap or Miracle
Our all time accident-prone twin, Xuan, hurt herself again on Saturday night. As usual, she was getting extremely "high" playing in their almost childproof bedroom. While tugging the blanket, she fell sitting on the parquet floor, slide backwards and hit her lower back against the magnetic door stopper mounted on the wall (behind the wooden door). Ouch!
There were no tears. No one actually knew how bad the impact was until she stood up, turned to look at the door stopper and exclaimed "Huhhhhh!!!!" There lying on the floor was the door stopper, and a metal piece with screws which was supposed to hold the door stopper to the wall (see photo below). The entire piece had been brought down on impact!!! Di had to hammer the entire metal piece back on the wall after that, before the door stopper can be screwed on to it again.
While Di was busy playing the handyman, my heart raced as I checked for wounds/bruises on Xuan. She had an angry red, bruised area where her left kidney is located. No obvious cuts because the gathers of her Mamypoko pants cushioned her soft skin. My heart felt like it had been sliced into pieces, nonetheless. I prayed that night, asking for God's healing (should there be internal injuries which the naked eyes can't see) and thanking Him for watching over the munchkins when I wasn't. She could have been hit on her head, can you imagine that???!!!
Xuan went to sleep smiling that night. The entire incident didn't bothered her at all while Di and I had to discuss action plans for the following day should bruises or signs of discomfort surface. It's been 3 days and we really thank God for delivering His promise to protect the girls while we committed them into His hand. Xuan woke up on Sunday with no bruises, no signs of discomfort and no recollection of the ordeal. She's a miracle child indeed.
Note
We managed to work out an interim solution. That is to wrap the door stopper with a foam pad (see picture below). If you have any better suggestions, please share. Thanks!
There were no tears. No one actually knew how bad the impact was until she stood up, turned to look at the door stopper and exclaimed "Huhhhhh!!!!" There lying on the floor was the door stopper, and a metal piece with screws which was supposed to hold the door stopper to the wall (see photo below). The entire piece had been brought down on impact!!! Di had to hammer the entire metal piece back on the wall after that, before the door stopper can be screwed on to it again.
While Di was busy playing the handyman, my heart raced as I checked for wounds/bruises on Xuan. She had an angry red, bruised area where her left kidney is located. No obvious cuts because the gathers of her Mamypoko pants cushioned her soft skin. My heart felt like it had been sliced into pieces, nonetheless. I prayed that night, asking for God's healing (should there be internal injuries which the naked eyes can't see) and thanking Him for watching over the munchkins when I wasn't. She could have been hit on her head, can you imagine that???!!!
Xuan went to sleep smiling that night. The entire incident didn't bothered her at all while Di and I had to discuss action plans for the following day should bruises or signs of discomfort surface. It's been 3 days and we really thank God for delivering His promise to protect the girls while we committed them into His hand. Xuan woke up on Sunday with no bruises, no signs of discomfort and no recollection of the ordeal. She's a miracle child indeed.
Note
We managed to work out an interim solution. That is to wrap the door stopper with a foam pad (see picture below). If you have any better suggestions, please share. Thanks!
Friday, August 22, 2008
Notice on Shutterfly
Dear family & friends
For those of you who are regular visitors to the munchkins’ Shutterfly albums, or perhaps one of their fans who had already formed your own “fan club” (kekeke…), please do note that the password to the newly revamped site remained unchanged - twins. I had the password shortened to these 5 alphabets to make it easier for everyone, but I will not remove the security layer for obvious reasons.
In case you’re wondering why I bother to reveal the password here if security means so much to me, its because I’m fully aware the “viewership” of this blog hasn't come to the point where tight security measures had to be put in place. Hahaha…
Anyway, I hope you enjoy the refreshing new look of the web page. The Shutterfly team certainly deserves a big hug for the amazing face lift, don’t they? Keep checking out the site for updates, ya?
Love, Di and me
For those of you who are regular visitors to the munchkins’ Shutterfly albums, or perhaps one of their fans who had already formed your own “fan club” (kekeke…), please do note that the password to the newly revamped site remained unchanged - twins. I had the password shortened to these 5 alphabets to make it easier for everyone, but I will not remove the security layer for obvious reasons.
In case you’re wondering why I bother to reveal the password here if security means so much to me, its because I’m fully aware the “viewership” of this blog hasn't come to the point where tight security measures had to be put in place. Hahaha…
Anyway, I hope you enjoy the refreshing new look of the web page. The Shutterfly team certainly deserves a big hug for the amazing face lift, don’t they? Keep checking out the site for updates, ya?
Love, Di and me
Thursday, August 21, 2008
Something about Di
Hmmmm… After sharing so much about the munchkins and myself, I think its time to introduce the sole breadwinner of our household, the man with a funny bone (if you know him well) and the proud father to his 2 beautiful princesses – Di.
Actually, if you were to ask me to sum him up in a phrase, I’d say Di is a chronic patient with the “disease to please”. That’s one of the reasons why he is always so busy – living for others. But most of the time, I’d say he’s pretty pleased when people show their appreciation or gratitude towards him for helping out. And I’m proud of his generosity (in terms of time and effort) as long as he doesn't complain because I am, apparently, his only audience. Not by choice though. Kekeke…
But there is one aspect of him which many of us (family & close friends) knew about and are often appalled by that trait of his – he forgets things almost instantly! No, he’s not suffering from sever memory loss or early dementia. My guess is his memory is operating at maximum capacity (because he has so much to think about), so there’s hardly any space left in his brain to store new inputs, thus resulting in that blur or “Huh???” look on his face most of the time.
The most classic example would be the night when I was sent to the hospital for an emergency c-section to deliver the munchkins. All that anxiousness from knowing my waterbag broke and our gynae's advise to admit to the hospital immediately must have caused a sever adrenaline rush in his brain. He managed to calm down a little after we arrived at the hospital. While waiting for everyone to get ready for the operation, the father-to-be felt somewhat relaxed and decided to grab a quick bite together with his colleague (who kindly rushed over to the hospital with his Mrs to see if help is required). And guess what? What I thought would be a 15-minute break for him turned out much longer than expected because our DEAR FRIEND forgot he’s got a wife in labour in the hospital directly opposite the coffeeshop where he’s enjoying his dinner!!! I gave up after calling his mobile repeatedly (at least 10 times). Thanks God his colleague noticed the vibrating mobile phone and he rushed back in the nick of time when the nurse was about to wheel me into the operating room. Phew!
Although Di brings “headaches” to my life, he is, at the same time, pretty capable of making me laugh with his witty conversations and nonsensical comments. The munchkins will certainly have more fun growing up with a father as such than one who is a stern and serious. So daddy’s not the disciplinarian at home? Nope! Leave that part to… yes, you’re right! Yours truly!
"Nevertheless let each one of you in particular so love his own wife as himself, and let the wife see that she respects her husband." - Ephesians 5:33 (NKJV)
"And you, fathers, do not provoke your children to wrath, but bring them up in the training and admonition of the Lord."
- Ephesians 6:4 (NKJV)
Actually, if you were to ask me to sum him up in a phrase, I’d say Di is a chronic patient with the “disease to please”. That’s one of the reasons why he is always so busy – living for others. But most of the time, I’d say he’s pretty pleased when people show their appreciation or gratitude towards him for helping out. And I’m proud of his generosity (in terms of time and effort) as long as he doesn't complain because I am, apparently, his only audience. Not by choice though. Kekeke…
But there is one aspect of him which many of us (family & close friends) knew about and are often appalled by that trait of his – he forgets things almost instantly! No, he’s not suffering from sever memory loss or early dementia. My guess is his memory is operating at maximum capacity (because he has so much to think about), so there’s hardly any space left in his brain to store new inputs, thus resulting in that blur or “Huh???” look on his face most of the time.
The most classic example would be the night when I was sent to the hospital for an emergency c-section to deliver the munchkins. All that anxiousness from knowing my waterbag broke and our gynae's advise to admit to the hospital immediately must have caused a sever adrenaline rush in his brain. He managed to calm down a little after we arrived at the hospital. While waiting for everyone to get ready for the operation, the father-to-be felt somewhat relaxed and decided to grab a quick bite together with his colleague (who kindly rushed over to the hospital with his Mrs to see if help is required). And guess what? What I thought would be a 15-minute break for him turned out much longer than expected because our DEAR FRIEND forgot he’s got a wife in labour in the hospital directly opposite the coffeeshop where he’s enjoying his dinner!!! I gave up after calling his mobile repeatedly (at least 10 times). Thanks God his colleague noticed the vibrating mobile phone and he rushed back in the nick of time when the nurse was about to wheel me into the operating room. Phew!
Although Di brings “headaches” to my life, he is, at the same time, pretty capable of making me laugh with his witty conversations and nonsensical comments. The munchkins will certainly have more fun growing up with a father as such than one who is a stern and serious. So daddy’s not the disciplinarian at home? Nope! Leave that part to… yes, you’re right! Yours truly!
"Nevertheless let each one of you in particular so love his own wife as himself, and let the wife see that she respects her husband." - Ephesians 5:33 (NKJV)
"And you, fathers, do not provoke your children to wrath, but bring them up in the training and admonition of the Lord."
- Ephesians 6:4 (NKJV)
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