1. The boys took turn to have fever last week. For the entire week, I slept between the boys, woke up at 3am to feed paracetamol, to catch the running noses with every sneeze. Daddy Koh fell sick too after numerous rounds of midnight-40-degrees-scare and unconditional kisses from the boys.
2. To cheer everyone up, I bought this supposedly-a-toy Sushi Maker to make Sushi together (its $39.90 at Takashimaya toys department. Really fun!). It's so easy, it rolls rice into perfect sushi rolls. We, especially me, (or maybe only me), had lots of fun. We made luncheon meat sushi rolls for the adults, and carrot sushi rolls for the kids.
3. A little N1 child from Bevan's school was down with Impetigo, it's a contagious skin infection. The school teachers called up all the parents urgently, because N1 and N2 children share the same playground and toilets, so we have to observe the possible symtoms. Parents' lives are just full of new challenges and new knowledge.
4. The new business hours on Saturday (11am to 3pm), started in May, work out really well. The appointments are still fully filled, and the good thing is, by 330pm on Saturdays, I am free! I usually take a short walk in town, and join the kids for outdoor activities after they wake up at 5pm.
5. The plan to move office has been held up, because Shaw Centre is now counter offering a lower rental. Even if I stay, the re-orientation plan starting from July, will not change.
6. Bevan had his first supper. He had fever and missed his dinner. At 1145pm, he told me he was hungry, I cooked noodle for us, sat down together for a book and noodle. We chatted about how tomato soup is not nice because its sour, and that I should have just added Marmite.
We attended an Earth Day event organised by the management of our Holiday Home.
It's held at a big field. They set up a really unique Mini Zoo, where you get to see baby tiger cub and other rare animals (you can tell I don't know the names of the rare animals, a few looked like big lizards) really closed-up. The kids got to run so freely on a big field, they flew home-made kites (there was a booth to make kite with recycled sticks and plastic), and rode the horse. It was a precious back-to-nature trip for the boys.
The thing about a woman, is that, there are lots of ups and downs, in our hearts.
During the downtimes, I only see darkness. I feel that my hubby and I are on different wavelengths. I feel that my kids are not well behaved and missing out lots of fun. I feel that my business is harmful to health as I trembled, shivered, while swollowing lunch with fear of running-out-of-time and fear for the increasing profits but exploding expenses! I feel the UV lights in my shop is causing headache and dark spots on skin. I feel my colleagues are not able to take up more responsibilities and I'm trapped. I feel self-pitiful that I have no help from family, at all, on childcare.
Basically everything is wrong, and that was last week. I was so emotional and so unstable and so weak.
But I don't know why, everything just turn around today! I feel that my hubby and I are complementing each other! My kids are the popular darlings in their classes, they are so adorable - Berton tells jokes and Bevan plays piano! My business is thriving, and no matter how tough, we are net-profitting, at this time! We probably perform better than Nissan, Citibank, Toyota, Toshiba last quarter! Wow!! Who needs family intrusion in childcare, I set my own rules to raise my kids, we love each other so much!
I was surfing for some powered rider for my little princes for the holiday home, while watching jackie cheung concert, I told my hubby that I am really happy and we are so lucky.
Is there something to do with food? Or drink? Or TV show? Or what is it?! Oh my.
Bevan ran in to my shop after class, shouted "Mommy I love you! Happy mother's day!". Everyone went "Ai yoh... so sweet..." That was not all, he passed me a gift, and it was a photoframe he made in class.
It was such a loving moment. That's the first time I get a mother's day present. So I didn't care about the many pairs of eyes watching and waiting. I squad down to hug him and read the message behind. It was something typed out with teacher's help. The mesage sounded so Bevan-ish, with his kind of grammar, and his way of asking for candies in a nice way. That made it so lovingly personal.
"Dear Mummy, I love Mummy. I like you Mummy. Mummy, can you please help me and give me surprise. Give me something nice. Mummy is good girl. Mummy I love you. Love, Bevan"
My heart melted all over the place immediately. My baby boy could make a card for me! I love the gift so much, it was beside me all the time that night.
We signed on the dotted line to sell our first home on May day. With our plans ahead, it became a matter of deal price, date to handover, and we wanted to arrange it to coincide with our Holiday Home TOP, so that the items are shifted over without too much logistic issues. It became nothing sentimental.
When all was settled, I started to get a little sentimental about it. It's our first home. It's the home we carried newborn Bevan and newborn Berton to, it's where they first swam, and it no longer belong to us.
But Bevan assured me, "Mommy I don't like L***dale anymore, I like L*****e Farm now." (the holiday home
Bevan has been asking for a doll for so many months. "Why would you like to have a doll Bevan?" "So that I can carry him and take care of him." "Berton can be your doll, you know" "But he doesn't let me carry, Mommy."
So we went on a mission to look for a doll. He picked a boy, and I like the doll myself! I think the doll looks like Bevan. We have been bathing him, change him into outdoor attire in the day, pyjamas in the night, feed him with milk, change his diapers. We even have to kiss him goodnight. He has his own blanket, bed, hat, shyringe for feeding medicine.
As for his name, Bevan started with Lucky, to Isty, Boylinton, Donontontin, and then decided to go back to Boylinton.
1. The boys took turn to have fever last week. For the entire week, I slept between the boys, woke up at 3am to feed paracetamol, to catch the running noses with every sneeze. Daddy Koh fell sick too after numerous rounds of midnight-40-degrees-scare and unconditional kisses from the boys.
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