I felt so relieved that my Primary One daughter has completed her very first examination. We can let the textbooks take a rest for a lil while.

So far, she got back two of her exam papers and her result is very satisfying. She can do better without careless mistakes though but no one is perfect. When I was in school, I did a lot of careless mistakes too and this maybe part of the reasons I get very upset when my own daughter did the same thing.

I am telling myself to take it easy and she is only in Primary One. Let school be fun for her and never to pressure her but encourage her to excel.

Just now I make my face thick thick and send all my 4 children to my mom’s so that hubby and I have can a peaceful dinner. We went to Malim food court to enjoy hot steaming claypot Bak Kut Teh. We took our time to enjoy our food which we seldom get to do when dining with the children.

We had quite a show during lunch today. After church we brought the children to McD to enjoy some ice-cream. After ordering 2 Sundaes and 1 Sundae Cone, my son insisted that he wanted Sundae Cone and not Sundae. The cone was for my 2nd girl and she refused to share with him. After a good 15 minutes of crying out loud by my son, my 2nd girl finally gave in. It was quite a show.

Two Saturdays ago I suffered so much pain on my lower abdomen. When bathing all my 4 children that evening, I thought I was going to die coz it was really really painful. I gave a call to hubby get him to find out the funeral costs just in case my time is going up that day. No lar, I called him to come home to prepare dinner for our children coz I can hardly stand to cook. Sadly, he can’t come home coz his part-time has not come in to work yet. So, I bore the pain a lil while more and prepared a quick dinner; hamburgers.

Last Saturday, the pain came back again but it was not as severe as two Saturdays ago. Well, I am most busy on Saturdays and the children are home. I go more work and cleaning to do and I get easily stress up when they mess up the house and when they had siblings fight.

Now, my toughest assignment is to stay cool on Saturdays despite the workload and screaming children.

How to release stress? There are lots of way of releasing stress. Some go to Outer Banks vacation rentals, some go for bungee jumping, some just go for a stress therapy massage, some eat and eat and eat…just do something that will take off your mind of the cause of the stress.

I just realized that I have a stress buster with me 24/7. Here is my stress buster…

My ever smiling cutie pie.

When I need someone to make me smile; his smiles melts my heart and can never make me not smile along with him.
When I need someone to hug; he is so huggable.
When I need someone to cuddle; he is so squishy.
When I need someone to enjoy a makan with; he loves food.
When I need someone to scream, he will scream along with me.

etc…

Life would be sooooo stressful is God did not bless me with this cutie pie.

My 6yo daughter has asked that question a few times! “Mommy, when I am how many years old you will buy me a laptop like yours? I want a Sony VAIO.”

When I was 6yo, I don’t even know what is a computer. My very first computer was a 486 “dunno what brand” which I bought from my uncle using the money that I received from JPA (study loan). That time I was 19 years old.

So I told my girl that she will only get her own computer when she furthers her studies in college or university and she must save her own money to buy it.

My daughter came home from school telling me that I must pay her teacher. It is beginning of the month and it is fee time. Just 2 months ago I spend quite a big amount to buy book for them. I can’t wait for them to enter Primary One whereby textbooks are provide free to all students. Does the government still practices giving free textbooks? If not, I can always buy 2nd hand ones. In kindy, they change their textbooks every year so I can’t hand down my eldest girl’s textbooks to my other children. They really clever to squeeze our hard earn money eh.

Hubby encouraging his 11 weeks old son to preach about Jesus and save souls when he grows up.

I have been going to hubby’s shop every evening this week with baby. Each time we stepped into the shop, baby will surely wants to latch to sleep. This arrangement is not good for me coz I need assist the customers while hubby takes his bath. A few times when baby is latching there will be customers coming in to photostat. I have no choice but to unlatch baby when the customer is not looking. It is very embarrassing; what is the customer saw my tits!

A blogger friend of mine left comment saying that soft music helps her baby to sleep soundly. Maybe I should try on my baby too. But I need to buy one of those mine ipods and place near him in his baby seat each time I go to hubby’s shop.

I love to study, at least that is how I felt when I was in campus. Now, with 4 children at home it would be a privilege if I could continue my studies. My hubby on the other hand, does not like to study. In spite of that fact, he is still doing his second degree. Maybe I too should take up my second degree or do my masters.

God willing, I wish for all my children to be able to complete at least a degree course. It would be good if they can do their Masters or PhD. Of course, if they intend to serve God in any ministries, they would have to have Biblical studies. There are a lot of Bible colleges and universities to choose from. They can even do online study from a Christian online highschool. The good thing about online study is that they do not have to travel all the way across the world to study. They can do their study at home anytime, anywhere.

 Alas, my baby Ezra is out. I was wondering when he will want to come out and meet his mommy, sisters, brother and daddy. I was expecting him to come out earlier but he took his own sweet time. Okay, maybe not his own sweet time as it is actually 40 weeks for him. Maybe it is just me being impatient. He started giving hints early this morning but then it was not frequent hint. Futhermore, it was really early morning and I and his daddy want to sleep first. His daddy even told him to give him 10 hours so that everybody would have a good rest. I think that is what Ezra did. He came out at 10.10am today. Wow, less than an hour and you come out already. Painful lah but mommy is happy that you come out fast. Maybe too fast as your daddy is not able to get into the labor room in time to see you come out. I know daddy is disappointed but at least he managed to carry you and pray for you. Hahaha… don’t worry, your daddy would not smack your butt for it.

Ah well, looks like the General Hospital would be my bed and breakfast hotel for tonite. Well, I am not complaining as I know the food quality has improved tremendously these last few years. All my children was borne in the same hospital and I had good memories of the bed and food there. Looks like Ezra would have to accompany mommy for a night at this “hotel”.

As the day approaches, I have trouble sleeping during the night even though I did not nap in the afternoon; from 2am to 2.30am and now 3.30am. Even if I have the sleep number bed, I doubt I can sleep because baby in my tummy is very active after the clock strikes 12. He kicks, he stretches and he pushes. It is no longer that nice feeling anymore.

Besides baby, my almost 3yo son is getting more clingy to me; waking up almost every night looking for me if I didn’t sleep with him. He even told my mom that she can take the baby after he comes out! Looks like he is still not ready to give up his position as the youngest in the family.

Many times I wish my children are like computer whereby I can click “Edit” then “Undo”.

It took us a lot of effort and time instilling good characters in them but when their cousins came back for the holidays, they picks up all the bad character like a sponge.

My eldest started beating her sister in which she never done before because I have taught her since baby time that she is the “big sister” and she is to care and protect her siblings, not beating them. She never lay a finger on her siblings even when her sister bullies her and beats her. She must have witness her nephew/s beating his siblings during the CNY holiday.

My girls shouted at each other now! This I know from which family they learned this from. *sigh*

My son is no longer that cute lil boy that I know before the CNY. He absorbed the most and I wish I can click “Undo” many many times!

As much as I love having them around but the bad characters that they brought along is giving me a tough time with my children.

I have a lot to do because bad characters tend to stick like “Elephant Glue”!

I am not saying that I am a perfect parent and have a perfect children but we prioritize good character over academic excellence. Meaning; it is ok if they don’t excel in their studies even if they have tried their very best but they must have good characters.

Almost.

A few days ago, I would say, “No”. But now, the only thing left to buy is the disposable diapers. Since I am only at 30 weeks, I am waiting for a good bargain before stocking some of those diapers since I will be needing lots of them.

On Monday, I bought a towel and 2 pairs of newborn t-shirt and today, my mom handed me 2 bags of my old newborn clothes and clothes diapers. That should be enough.

My son seems to like the routine. Every morning when his father wants to go for work, his father would request for a hug from the children. Each of the three children would have the chance to hug and kiss their father. I think my son enjoys the love shown by his father. At times when it is time for his father to go to work, he would on his own initiative “tell” his father that he wants to hug him.

I really enjoy seeing those “father-son” moments. And the best part is after his father has hugged him, he will tell that it is mummy’s turn to be hugged. “Daddy, hug Mummy”. He wants his Mummy to feel love and to be loved by his daddy too.

Read the rest of this entry »

As parents, no matter how much we love our children, we cannot give in to all their wants and desires. We will spoil them. I know of a parent that gave in to everything that the son wants and he ended up in drug rehab centre and until today, his father can’t comprehend why his son could do that to him.

I am not saying that I am perfect in disciplining my children. I am still learning and I am still caning when the need arises. I do not want them to end up needing drug rehab or alcohol rehab. Many times if I am in a generous mood, I always give in to their wants. Especially when it comes to buying toys for them. But when it comes to manners and bad characters, I don’t a give chance. Like how my parent brought me up.

My girls love asking me about the story of my life. Just like when I was young, I love asking my mom about her growing up years.

My childhood days are easy and smooth sailing and I do not experience hard life like my mom who has to follow her dad to the rubber plantation at the age of 10yo. Many times, I do not where to start. So I asked them about what they want to know. Most of the time they will ask about my pregnancy and their birth story. They want to know how they were like when they were in my tummy and how they came into this world.

One day my eldest asked me, “Mommy, you tell me the story about your teeth.” I didn’t expect her to notice that I have a chipped front tooth. If I have gone for cosmetic dentistry then my girl won’t know this part of my life story; about me watching too much TV, got giddy and fell while riding motorbike due to giddiness.

I was very sleepy that day and I asked him to put the children to sleep then I went to bed first. It’s not that he never put the children to bed before. Soon after that he came into the room asking me to sleep with the children or in other word, put the children to sleep.

Can’t you let me sleep and help me settle down the children? Why must you wake me up? It is not like everyday I ask you to do this. So I refused and go back to sleep.

When I was already sleeping, I heard my MIL call me telling me that my son is crying non stop. Being a mother, I can’t bear hearing his cries but the door to their room is locked. Hubby is inside with them and he just let him cry. I knock the door, he refused to open until my son vomited due to prolong crying.

I am very very upset with his action. Why didn’t he coax him? Did he purposely bully my son because I refused to put them to sleep? That is how I see it. Retaliation. His action is so childish!

Maybe I should get the discount hotels Las Vegas and go enjoy myself there and de-stress.

We started our family devotion on Sunday. Unfortunately I was not able to join because I was busy doing something else. I just can’t remember what I was busy with! Hmm…maybe I was attending to my son’s needs.

Anyway, soon we would have our very own first communion invitations card to give away. That is after my girls accept Jesus in her heart. They have started to understand more and more about God and Jesus. I am so happy when they started talking and asking about Jesus and wanting to know more about him.

Finally we decided to have our family devotion on Sunday night, after hubby’s soccer game that is from 8.30pm to 9.30pm. Good timing for my children because nowadays they always ask for bedtime stories before they settle down for the day.

Apart from that my eldest is starting to understand more about God and who Jesus is and have lots of question about Jesus and God’s creation. High time for us to sit down and do bible study with her. Time for me to find my box cutters to open up my boxes of Christian books and I need to do more reading of the bible more often too if not, shy lar if I can’t answer her question! hehehehe.

Mother’s love is unconditional. One of my SILs has a daughter that has face palsy, not cerebral palsy, it is only on one side of the face. One of her eyelids cannot blink.

When her baby was small, it really breaks my hard seeing her care for the child as her lung is filled with phlegm. She will put the child on her lap and tap her back to get the phlegm out and the baby will keep on crying. As she did that I can see tears form in her eyes.

She don’t mean to make her suffer but it is for her own good. She was asked to do that by the paediatrician.

Her girl is going to be 6 years old this year. She can’t speak but she can sign and now very independent.

I really salute my SIL for this. If myself, I think I would have visited the psychiatrist a few times already!