Tag Archives: motherhood

Thank you. 

24 Jan

As I type this entry on my mobile phone, my three-year-old boy is “typing” on my tummy, pretending that he is working on something. 

Add to this “typing” is him being adorable to his Mummy. My heart is rejoicing!

Anyway, last year, I started jotting down things I’m thankful for, and I have over a hundred of them. The exercise was meant to “produce” five things I am thankful for every day, but even with my small handwriting, I only used up three pages. 

There were days I’d forget about enumerating them, and there were days I’d exceed the five-per-day requirement. 

So here I am again, attempting to simply transfer the exercise from my journal to this blog. To help me fill it with content when I think I do not have anything to write about. 

At least, there is always (always) something to be grateful for. 

Like this. This very moment when Marcus, my firstborn, is singing “Baa baa black sheep” at 10.45pm. 

Thank you, love, for keeping Mum company. It’s way past your bedtime but who cares? When you grow up, you and I won’t have this special pre-bedtime moment anymore. 

Thank you, God, for this. Thank you, Universe. 

Lessons Learnt (So Far)

24 Jan

It’s not easy being a first-time parent but nothing compares to being one. My son, who is currently napping as I quickly type this, is only two weeks old and he has brought us nothing but joy… and little discoveries that make our lives even more interesting now that he’s around.

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Daily Prompt: The New Me

23 Jan

I see the “new me” when I look in the mirror. The mommy version.

I’ve only been a mom for two weeks (plus the 40 weeks of pregnancy) but I feel like I’ve gained a world of knowledge only mothers are entitled to. There is still a lot to learn as I go along the way. I am preparing myself each day, reminding my heart that learnings, whether good or bad, are experiences that equip every parent to face any situation. They are designed to make us stronger, wiser, more giving and forgiving.

It’s never going to be easy, this I know. But it’s going to be one heck of a ride that I would surely enjoy and treasure.

I love being Marcus’ mom!

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A Letter to My Pregnant Self

22 Jan

Apologies, apologies.

I have been away for months now and that’s mostly because of hormonal changes, morning sickness, changing jobs, switching careers and… well, what do you know? From MarCom to Marcus’ mom! Yeap, that’s my son, my two-week-old buddy, as of this writing.

Anyway, I would like to share with you a letter I wrote to myself when I found out I was five weeks pregnant. Rewind to May 2013: I had a lot on my plate plus the pregnancy, rested for a month and got a new job, and then juggled several things at the same time. The first trimester wasn’t really my favorite part of the pregnancy. The second tri, however, was a different story. I got my energy back and was running after buses (in heels!) to work. Oh, and the first time I was offered an MRT seat, I was really, really thankful. And delighted. And happy.

Fast forward to today: it’s been two weeks and three days since I delivered a bouncing baby boy.

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It’s Friday.

4 Oct

I should be writing about “Friday Under Fifty”, a theme I have set for Fridays when I initially started this blog. Months ago. Months ago, too, since I neglected this space due to some colourful changes in my life.

Guilty. I have neglected my blog for months now, like you would a diet, an exercise plan or holiday. Promising you’d be at it but never really get the chance to actually doing it.
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