Sunday, August 3, 2014
Thursday, May 29, 2014
L was a sleep-through baby since 2 months old, ie, last feed at 9.30-10pm and she would only wake up after 5a.m. I was a proud mama when someone asked me of her sleep pattern. However after her recent jabs, the pattern started to change and she would wake up a few times during the night, fussing.
As we’re trying to figure out ways to make her resume her perfect sleep pattern (and ours), I came across an article in Proverbs 31 Ministries, with a revelation from Ecclesiastes 3:11- There is an occasion for everything and a time for every activity.
We are blessed with a baby. And a baby is a BABY, with sleep pattern that is different from adults! That’s a fact. Instead of grumbling and complaining, I should attempt to take it easy and enjoy every single moment that L needs me.
This is the season for us – caring for a baby and raising a pre-school-er... At some point in my life later, I will miss the two girls ‘needing’ me … They will outgrow their cribs to big beds and not wanting to sleep with us. They may tuck away baby dolls and focus on fashion and make-up. They will leave behind pre-school and enter the scary primary / secondary school…
I should treasure the current season of parenting, rather than mourning over my sleep because, after all, every moment with our children is a blessing.
In the journey of parenting and in life, there are times to plant and uproot. Times to cry, laugh, grieve and dance. Times to embrace and turn away. Times to speak and to keep quiet. Times to keep and to let go.
I ask God to give me the wisdom, not only to make it through the seasons, but to appreciate them as gifts from God.
Monday, March 10, 2014
Monday, March 3, 2014
One quarter of the year is almost gone for me to realise that I have not penned down pastor’s vision for 2014 – a year of GREATER GLORY.
For your light has come!
And the glory of the Lord is risen upon you.
2 For behold, the darkness shall cover the earth,
And deep darkness the people;
But the Lord will arise over you,
And His glory will be seen upon you.
3 The Gentiles shall come to your light,
And kings to the brightness of your rising.
By faith, I know that this shall be the best year (yet) of my life. As a mother of two. As a wife. As a daughter. As an employee. As a friend. As a Rock Kidz teacher.
I am not sure what darkness there might be in the world, although for now, Ukraine unrest could just be one of them, but I know for sure that God’s hand is upon my household and His protection and favour shall reign in the family.
Tuesday, February 18, 2014
I wanted to try something different with this baby and this maternity leave. So we decided to fly back to Penang for CNY, bringing the entire troop. Bb L was a good traveller who slept through the short flights to and fro.
The kids and I spent a whooping 15 days in Penang, with daddy M leaving for Sg first.
It took me about a week to get accustomed to my hometown – how ironic. With only a handful of friends left and the new roads, new shopping places, I felt a little out of place at first. But home is home. Our original plan was for me and the kids to stay 7 days but what the heck, since I’m on maternity leave, why not just extend? So we did! From 7, I changed our tickets to 10 and further extended to 15 days!
It was a blast for S because everyday = play, play and play.
With so much time on hand, I ventureed new places with S, doing the touristy thing – art walls, reservoir, fishermen village, butterfly farm (though she refused to go in!), pasar malam and of course playgroundS! I also had more time with friends whom I have not seen for years…
It was a good break and a change out of the routine in Singapore. It was also my longest stay in Penang since 2001. There were fleeting thoughts on how my life would have been had I not left Penang for Singapore 14 years ago. One thing for sure, my walk with God would have been very different. How about daddy M? S? L? No regrets. As I said, only fleeting thoughts.
Saturday, January 25, 2014
It has been 6 weeks since the arrival of baby L. Today marks a new beginning as the confinement aunty finishes her engagement. She has been a great help, 100% much better than our first. Hence I’m somewhat anxious of her departure…
The past 6 weeks seemed like a life time ago (technically baby L's lifetime) with so much memories and celebrations (Christmas, New Year, first month)…The hormones rage this round did not turn me into a vampire like the last but a cry baby. Any little thing could send my mood spirally downward. I was pretty down for the first 3 weeks with wild mood swings that ended up in tears.
The strict confinement practices implemented by my mom (eg. no vegetables for whatever reason, no water etc), coping with rusty breastfeeding and engorgement plus the attention demanded by S were the key factors that drove me up the wall.
I need to pen this journey down as it is moving faster than I can remember…
At 6 weeks, baby L is 4kg. We are super contented that her weight is “normal” as we were so used to being told that our baby (S) was always at the lowest percentile. She needs to be burped and elevated after each feed or she may end up being the Singapore merlion (major regurgitation).
Although apprehensive that we are now on our own (well, still with the help of our domestic help) I pray that that all will be well and we get to enjoy/cherish every single bit of this new chapter.