tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-327514552011-10-16T20:44:02.030+08:00You see a mess, He calls me a masterpiece.yangshuyanfaithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04389954232964709370noreply@blogger.comBlogger3101100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32751455.post-1198618229301176252011-07-05T14:07:00.000+08:002011-07-05T14:07:59.023+08:00

We’ve been snuggling it out at my parents’ since April. The whole family is currently housed in my old room. Yes, that’s four of us squeezed into the room that I used to have all to myself. “ Four in a room? How to sleep?” Well, *officially*, Munch and I are on the queen-sized bed, Glory’s on her Bumper Playmat on the floor just outside the bathroom, and Celeste is in her playpen, at the far

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I am convinced that Glory is secretly a wise old soul in a kiddo's body. When Celeste crawled into my bed and I acted all miffed up that I didn't have any space, Glory told me to "never mind, let Celeste", as if she was teaching a spoiled child who needed to learn to give in to a younger sibling. Or like that day,when i left her night-time diaper on for too long, and she warned me that she

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Found this while packing for the Big Move(s)... Yes, I'm from THAT era. I knew all the songs from FAS Official Soccer Album. Dream Team Steam... Muahaha! I went to almost every home match,and even went to Jln Besar Stadium to watch them train. I even had a lucky panty, which, in case you didn't know, helped Singapore to beat Sarawak. At the risk of sounding perverse, I even bought and

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I didn't sleep last night, and it's all Morris' fault. Glory woke up screaming n crying, insisting there was a spider on her bed. "Spider! Spider!" she cried, pointing to a corner of her bed,"There, on my bed!" She had gathered her precious bed-things (a Hamtaro cushion, a doggy, a Barney balloon, two pillows n two blankies)  in a pile, as far away as possible from the corner where the spider

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Another year passed... we're a four-year-old family! People say time passes fast when you're having fun. It has been 4 years, and to be very frank, it feels like we've been married longer than that. So according to that theory, if i feel like we've been married longer than we actually have, it's supposed to mean we're not having fun? :O uh-ooooohhhh..... To set things straight, i definitely

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It's confirmed. The page was turned, as pages often are. Only this time, instead of more of the same, i find a new chapter staring at me. My little goldfish bowl for the past seven years is no longer home. I bought the boat, and the oars, and i'm headed for sea. No one's gonna sprinkle little specks of freeze-dried nutrients at regular intervals anymore. But on the other hand, i get to see

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I'm in a real dilemma. The supply has dropped considerably. I'm doing 2.5 ounces at the lunch-time session. If i miss the lunch-time session, it's a mere 4 oz at dinner time. Hardly worth the effort and time spent, it's like trying to squeeze water out of stone. Except it's not water, and it's definitely not a stone. Nevermind. I've heard from my uncle's domestic helper that back home, her

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Could it have been averted had we done things differently? Would it have helped if we were stricter? Or, to the other extreme, kinder? If i had acted on that gut-feel, would it have made a difference? Why did i let my human reasoning and doubts get in the way? If i had been a little more like i used to be, i would have just heeded the prompting and just do it, instead of rationalising it away and

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Ok, i admit. i rack my brain for an answer each time students ask me that. I mean, why do they care what music i listen to anyway? Are they gonna sing me a song of my choice? Buy me an album? Naa-aaah. Truth is, people judge you on your taste in music. It's almost like a personality test - your genre determines if you're cool/ mass-market/ edgy/ sophisticated/ ancient/ weird/ pathetic. So people

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Bedtime with Glory is such a blast. Now that she's really REALLY talking, tucking her in has become such an amusing, interesting, heartwarming time. One of our favourite bedtime activities is to pray. She would remind me every night that we haven't prayed, that we need to pray. Then she would tell me who to pray for. Sometimes I wonder if she gets prompted by the Holy Spirit, coz she picks

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It's Glory's third National Day, but i think it's the first one she's really aware of. We didn't have tickets to the parade, so we had to make do with TV. I enjoyed the pre-parade video, about the events leading to Singapore's independence. I found myself giving Glory a history lesson, and she seemed to understand, which was quite cool. Charisma listened to, which makes me happy, coz i've

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The weekend went well. We enjoyed our time with Celeste, and yeah, I got to know her better. Unlike Glory, whose funny behaviour and speeches make her in-your-face entertaining, Celeste is is like coffee to Glory’s chocolate. She’s more nuanced, more subtle, yet rich and full. You could gulp it down, but if you take your time, you get to take in the aroma, swirl it around your mouth a little

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Do you have more than one kid? Do you feel a pang of guilt too? When Glory was 11+ months, she has had her first Happy Meal. She could do a chicken dance. She could ask for food in a very comprehensible way She chased dogs and popped bubbles at the Botanic Gardens. She had hobbies. Celeste has been to MacDonald's too, but we're often too busy entertaining Glory and trying to keep her reasonably

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Hi, I am Glory, and I am going to tell you about my weekend. Weekends are special because i get to see a lot of Papa, Mama, Celeste and Aunty. This weekend started with a trip to the neighbourhood playground. There was a sandpit! I was so excited but i didn't have my pail and shovel with me. A lady with three children had shovels and pails though. They were all playing in the sandpit happily,

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After a concerted family effort at inculcating sisterly love into her, Glory is now a much better CheChe. She lovingly watches out for Celeste, and takes it upon herself to be Celeste’s spokesperson. She helps us interpret Celeste’s whining and fussing, and tells us when Celeste wants to eat/ sleep/ wants us to help her pick up the toy that she dropped for the nth time. Here are a few loving

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My little two year old... How cute can a toddler be? Know what i love doing at night as i lay in bed with munch? Recounting the amazing, funny, strange, sweet, clever, sometimes naughty things Glory did during the day. It's become one of our most-loved end-of-the-day rituals, along with fiddling with our iPhones. I love it when Glory speaks lovingly and tenderly when she thinks we are in pain.

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I love Celeste's thumb. It helps her to sleep. When it's her bed time, she usually requires half an hour of cuddles with mama. When her Cuddles-Tank is well topped up, all we need to do is to pop her into her cot. She would fuss for a while, flop over onto her tummy, then her thumb would pop in and work the magic. I love cuddling with her... She's so... milk-bun. So soft and creamy and smooth.

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Jesus… You are listening aren’t you? Please give me wisdom. Actually I have decided haven’t i? Please help me to love them and glorify you these last days. It’s unbelievable how I have become. I used to split hairs over every nuance in my thought of you. Now I callously and carelessly go through each day, giving only passing thoughts of you. Out of habit? Religiousity? Or perhaps it is because

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Glory has gotten over Aunty Aiyah.From time to time, she does talk about her, but not in a sad way anymore. Now it's more like "Aunty Aiyah take airplane. Zoom! Yeaaaahhhh, Airplane!!!!" When she scrolls through the pictures on my iPhone, she still does a double take when she sees Aunty Aiyah’s pictures, and flips back to search for them again, calling Aunty Aiyah fondly.  But she’s no longer

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A heartbreaking sight... As Aunty walked into the departure gate, Glory seemed to understand the significance of it. "Aunty Aiyah!" she called, voice breaking with emotions. Aunty waved, wiping her tears away. "Aunty Aiyah! Aunty Aiyah!" Glory cried, pointing for me to follow Aunty through the gate as well. Tears were flowing down her cheeks by now, but she wasn't bawling. Persistently she

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Perhaps it's the newly loaded timetable, and the unpleasant issues surrounding it. Perhaps it's the issue with Flor - having to send her back, and the discomfiture it necessarily entails. Perhaps it's the worry about how the new helper would be like, and how Glory will take the changes. Perhaps it's the tiredness of the past week - long workdays and nights. Perhaps it's the doubts i started

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Was reading an article by one of my favourite local writers, and in it, there was a slight jab at Christianity, along the lines that it was silly for the Bible to say money was the root of all evil. I pointed out to her that the bible actually says that the LOVE of money is the root of ALL KINDS OF evil, which brings a rather different meaning. I thought she wasn't aware of the misquote and

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Mummy Mummy I Love You, composed and performed by Glory Faith Wong. Lyrics Mummy mummy I love you. Mummy mummy I love you. Mummy mummy I love you. Oh Mummy mummy I love you. Repeat

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I had just finished writing a devotion about Jonah, about how he wanted Nineveh to get the punishment they deserved, and not the mercy they need. I wrote that we should be wishing others well, deserving or not. I wrote that God's like that - giving us Jesus while we were sinners, while we were his enemies. Writing is so easy isn't it? But when someone comes along and steps all over my toes, then

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Was suddenly unwell last Tuesday night, and spent the entire night throwing up. Threw up so many times, i stopped counting (it was more than 10). Threw up so many times there was no food left, no bile left, (almost) no water left in my tummy. I seriously hate vomitting. I hate the giddy feeling. I had congratulated myself that i wouldn't be having any more of it, now that i'm past the

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Was another doctor-filled week.It started with munch catching a gastric flu. Celeste caught it next, and she spent 2 days hurling everything she drank. In fact it looked like she puked more than she consumed, if that were possible. After every feed, no matter how tiny, she would throw up so much that her entire face, head, neck, ears would be dripping with icky mucous-y milk. Maybe we shouldn't

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It's been a crazily tiring and hectic week in school, but in a way, it feels good. The last time i started the year un-pregnant was back in 2007. Starting 2010 with a fit, healthy body REALLY feels good. I like the feeling that i can plunge right in. I like the feeling of "knowing" that whatever can/needs to be done, I can do. I like the feeling that whatever i am passionate about, i can pursue

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2009 is ending. 2010 is almost here. At this time next week i'll be back at work. ='(

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I'm halfway through the BOOKS and i've learnt quite a few things, the most important lesson so far being that i've over-reacted. I better set the record straight before i sabotage my daughter's chances of getting hitched. Yes i can just see it . Mothers warning their sons, "No, Ah Boy, you can't marry her. Haven't you heard? She's incredibly violent... Her own mother said it, so it must be true

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That girl. She really knows how to get herself out of trouble. When adults are trying to correct her, she knows exactly the right answer. Adult: Glory, can you hit? Glory: Noooo. (shakes her head and wags a finger emphatically) Adult: What happens when you hit? Glory: Friend pain pain. Cannot hit. Adult: Say sorry to XX. Glory: Sorry XX. Sayang. Then what else is there to say right?? Or check

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Glory was such an easy, angelic baby. She was reasonable, patient, easy-going and low maintenance... Everyone agreed i got it easy. She started sleeping through the night before she was three months old. She hardly cried. She was always cheery and smiling. Even when she was hungry, all she did was thump her legs and arms, and waited for me to attend to her. Uh-huh. She waited. She was so meek and

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Hi, I'm Celeste, and that's my sister, Glory. Do we look alike? Pink overalls, hair-clip, round eyes... Check out our eyebrows and lips! We even have the same expression! We love biting our lower lips! i love my JieJie, coz when i am down, She'd give me a kiss, a hug, and patpat me! Recently, Papa and Mama took JieJie to Melbourne. Without me. So, to make things up to me

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We've been searching for a childcare centre for Glory and after many visits, even enlisting the help of Glory's godma to observe, finally chose Rosyth Childcare Centre . The children looked happy, the teachers looked positive, prepared and professional, the place was bright and airy, and the vibes were good. Munch liked the curriculum, Huiping and i liked the fact that the children were engaged

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Had a pleasant week in Melbourne with the Kohs! And here are some wonderful memories... 1.  Flight! Been a while since i last flew... It was in Dec 2007, to chiangmai, while i was pregnant with Glory. We flew Tiger, and it wasn't the best choice for a preggy. This time round, no budget airline, no budget terminal for us! Here's Glory bouncing on Bouncy Castle at Terminal Three before the flight

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Phone with a missing button. (Still usable, why change?) Ripped sweater with holes on the sleeves and seams. (Maybe no one will notice?) Dust-covered dress from a decade ago. (Maybe people will think that this is SUPPOSED to be a LIGHT burgundy dress?) Hospital toiletry bag as a purse. (Maybe it can pass off as a translucent purse?) That's what i wore/ held when i went for a course recently.

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We've moved Celeste's bed to her own room the night before, and at 7:30pm, she was drifting off to sleep.Glory's room was dimmed, and florencia was tucking her in. We could hear Glory chatting and chuckling away.Kids in order, we left for our anniversary dinner. It's been a long time since we last had a quiet, unrushed dinner. No toddler to entertain or feed, no baby to tend to, no bedtime

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I was clearing my desk today and found some old stickers. I brought them back for Glory - she loves stickers. I gave her one. "Cheh-cheh!" she exclaimed, upon receiving the sticker. Thinking she was referring to something else, i looked around the room and found no picture of a little girl. "Is this cheh cheh?" I asked her, pointing to the sticker i just gave her. She leaned forward to take a

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I'm at it again. I'm itching to study. Perhaps it's because i feel unstretched. After 6 years (... i think... i lost count...) of teaching, i have become very comfortable with my duties. Perhaps too comfortable. That i can't even remember how many years i've been teaching speaks for itself... each year is beginning to feel more and more like the previous one. Or perhaps i feel "unstretched"

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I dreamt about it again. I was visiting kids, going down the row, unit by unit. But the houses were different - not HDB flats, but more slum-like. And every unit had at least one child, i remember being very pleased with that. And as i went along, the children from each unit would tag along as i visited the next unit, so more and more kids were coming along. Until i came to the house of Ruffy/

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I'm not one who thinks that ALL babies are cute. Long long ago, in my pre-believing, bitchier days, i once saw a less-than-cute baby and ...umm... told my friends what i thought. Well, i have since repented, i've stopped passing negative comments about helpless innocent babies. I've cordially acknowledged that all babies are precious and deserve our love and care and respect.... but you gotta

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A Momentous Corn When i was a kid, Saturday afternoons were always spent having piano lessons at Yamaha at Marine Parade.  And i hated it. I always felt i couldn't play as well as kor-kor and the girl with long curly hair. I always felt i didn't practice enough. I was always worried the teacher wouldn't be pleased with me. So piano lessons always gave me stressed-induced stomach aches, even

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A question in this year's PSLE Math paper: Jim bought some chocolates and gave half of it to Ken. Ken bought some sweets and gave half of it to Jim. Jim ate 12 sweets and Ken ate 18 chocolates. The ratio of Jim’s sweets to chocolates became 1:7 and the ratio of Ken’s sweets to chocolates became 1:4. How many sweets did Ken buy? ( Answer is 68.) Golly.... by the time Glory and Celeste take

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Celeste with god-brother Victor Yups, Carol & CT are Celeste's godparents. i must say my little ones have lovely godparents. Check out Victor's pose =) Cuteness. (Photo by peck) This is Celeste with Benjamin, born 15 days apart. Always wanted to have a baby at the same time as hp, guess this is as close as it can get! Don't you just want to bite those cheeks? But don't you dare bite my

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My hips grew bigger and it doesn't look like it's gonna shrink. Yes, motherhood does that to you. And it does something to the head too. *** I was at the gynae's for a postnatal check, and all around me were pregnant ladies. There was a couple who were there for their final prenatal visit - they were asking about what to bring to the hospital, and were reminded to return for their postnatal

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finally transferred pics from phone...backdated 2 entries so it made better sense...Almost a Jie JieandAnd Then There Were Four

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The day passed by in a truly unbirthday-like flurry of visits, doctor visit, blood tests and bad news. Suddenly i'm no longer in my 20s. I don't even qualify for LATE 20s. I've hit the big three-O."Some things haven't changed," I thought to myself one sleepless night. It was a sleepless night not so much because of Celeste, but because i was doing a marathon. A Gossip Girl marathon. Yes, at the

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She's a full term baby.The liver function test shows her liver is functioning.There's ample milk, she's feeding well, so it's not breastfeeding jaundice.They took her off breastmilk and put her on formula, and it didn't help - it's not breastmilk jaundice.Munch, Celeste and I are of the same blood-group, so it's not blood group incompatibility jaundice.The labour wasn't long and traumatic, so it

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If You are willing, she would be fine. I know it's not for lack of faith - i fully expected each time she went for the test that she would be well, but four times i'd been wrong.It's not for lack of prayer. I've prayed for Celeste even before she was born, am still praying for her, and i know many others are praying with me.As if the sorrow of being away from Celeste once again isn't enough, it's

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It isn't that hard waking up every hour to nurse.It isn't that hard dropping everything and tend to her needs when she cries.It isn't that hard having to change her diaper ever so often. (and i mean OFTEN. she has wet farts...)What is really hard is to hold her while the doctor pricks her heel once again. To hear that the reading has gone up. To hear that she has to be warded. To sit at the

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First moments...Squiggly being suctioned.Squiggly wrapped up. Squiggly in Mama's arms.Her feet are so small, said Papa,It's the size of my thumb!Celeste comes home.Hello Mei Mei, I am Jie Jie!

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Glory was going to be a jie jie soon! To celebrate her last days of being an only child, we picnicked and played and went for outings as much as we could.She also practised being a Jie Jie by taking care of Binglun (whom she affectionately calls Ah-Bing)Meanwhile, Celeste was excited too! She even prepared a gift for JieJie! =)The gift...A lovely pink tricycle with a keyboard for music-making on

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His entries are sometimes thought-provoking, usually interesting and always strongly-worded. He used to be a Singaporean, stood for elections twice, and is now American. He clearly dislikes LKY, and pulls no punches with his comments and accusations.Which is why i find it an interesting read sometimes, but this entry (Lee Kuan Yew "orders" Singaporeans to "fly the Singapore flag") simply repulses

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Baby2 was moving a lot and my belly was stretched weirdly. It was so stretched you could almost see right through the skin, as if it was just a thin deflated balloon separating Baby2 and the world outside. I could even see Baby2's arms and legs pushing against the belly - and the arms and legs were so skeletal. It shocked me to see how bony the baby was. To another person, it would have been a

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Spent the day hurling away.='(It feels different from the normal preggy puke.I hope it's not H1N1 - seems like vomiting can also be a symptom of it.***Didn't manage to do much packing and baby-prep today, but i had a very nice morning with Glory. It was raining heavily, so we opened the window just a little - just enough to wet our faces and feel the cool wind. We told each other "cold!" as we

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It really is very different the second time around.For one, the morning sickness didn't continue throughout the pregnancy, which REALLY REALLY matters. I don't feel so miserable this time round. The backache is much worse though - perhaps i really should (try to) follow those confinement rules this time round. Or maybe the backache is shoes-related? You see,  this time round i didn't fly to

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Sent munch to school, brought mummy for breakfast, went to school for a while, had lunch with peck, glory played at her pool, had lunch with munch, watch sermons on DVD...life is good =)there's lots i need to do before Baby2 pops, and i shall get to them tomorrow, but MAN it feels good to be on leave! =)

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So Munch chose the make and model (Suzuki Swift), and I chose the colour (red).  My in-laws paid for the downpayment, and Munch is paying for the remaining instalments. But whose car is it anyway?By all appearances, it's Glory's.Look in from the rear, and you’ll see a diaper bag, an extra stash of diapers, a monkey party hat, a portable foam-blade fan. In the boot? An old balloon, a stroller,

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Was looking for resources for Social Studies lessons when i came across an ABC production entitled "What Would You Do". They carried out social experiments and filmed them - kinda like Gotcha, but not for laughs.I thought these were pretty good...Vandals 1, Vandals 2unearthing hidden prejudices - sometimes even hidden to the perpetrators themselves."Shopping while Black"reactions of other

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***Return to me, He said. Return your heart to me.Don't let your heart be so taken by the gifts, that you forget the Giver.***He listens, he's patient, he's gentle.He understands when i speak of the most obscure of thoughts, he knows how important those are to me.He's more sensitive to me than i am, i think he knows me better than i do.And when he's sensitive to Him, and tender and brave, he's

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1 June 2009.First day of the school hols, a fantastic trip to the zoo. It was a very successful trip this time - no rain, Glory generally looked at the right things, napped at the right time, and we managed to catch all the animal shows!Ended up with a terribly painful back, but it is a joy to get a strained back when that strained back is a result of having too much fun with people i love!!!

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Apart from my burgeoning belly, my soul's been getting fat as well.So fat it has taken over the pilot seat.It has become too easy to explain away the need for sacrifices, it has become second nature to think rather than to pray.I strain to hear His voice, but all i hear is my mind's chugging - logic, reason, eloquence, pride, affection...This is a betrayal to the One who called me His woman, a

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Recommendation One: Picnic at Botanic Gardens.Picnic at Botanic Gardens is fun coza) it's cleaner than East Coast Park. Rubbish-free, and fewer ants and bugs. Which is very important, you don't want to be fending off sandflies and ants all the time. It would be even better if the temperature was 5 to 10 degrees lower, but even so, we had a lovely lovely time.b) there are lotsa cute babies and

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It was another sweltering afternoon. Crazy hot and humid.Munch, Glory and I were out buying sweet potatoes and as we walked past McD, the air-conditioned environment and pictures of ice-cream proved too enticing. We ducked in for a quick snack and to enjoy the cool air. I put Glory into the red baby-chair, Munch got us a Milo McFlurry (not fantastic. stick to the Oreo McFlurry), and we happily

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"Who is wise and understanding among you? Let him show it by his good life, by deeds done in the humility that comes from wisdom. But if you harbour bitter envy and selfish ambition in your hearts, do not boast about it or deny the truth. Such "wisdom" does not come down from heaven but is earthly, unspiritual, of the devil. For where you have envy and selfish ambition, there you find disorder

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The entire family caught the flu bug last weekend.(What a waste of a long weekend!) Must've been the goat farm visit in the sweltering heat, coz Joash got it too. Thankfully, it wasn't a very serious bout of flu & fever, and by Wednesday, Glory had more or less recovered. So on Wednesday night, she decided to celebrate. By staying up all night. Talking, singing, pointing and clapping. She

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i was just thinking about it a few days ago, how clumsy i was the last time round, and well, how graceful i have been this time. No crazy dash up the stairs resulting in cereal in my hair, no preggy belly rolling around the ground. And then it happened today. And yes, as usual, in public, out in the open. On the way to class after recess, when the corridors are populated. in full view of the

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 "Every day i think about what you said to me that day on the bridge. And i've tried to live my life the best i could. i hope that was enough. i hope that at least in your eyes, i've earned what all of you have done for me." - Private Ryan, at the grave of Captain Miller, in the movie Saving Private Ryan.in the past 2 weeks, i've watched The Passion four times, yet when we watched the clip in

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The old adage of letting preggies have what they crave seems to hold some truths...when i was pregnant with Glory, i *yearned* to pull out munch's leg hair. "Just one? Please?"My repeated requests were denied.Now, Glory sits happily next to Papa, gleefully pulling at his leg hair. She pulls, then looks expectantly at Papa's face for a reaction. =) Exactly what i wanted to do then, but she's much

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It was a moment that is now etched in my memory.She was sitting on Papa's lap comfortably - i remember wanting to comment on how comfortable she looked- when she suddenly decided to crawl off. But Papa and her were at the edge of the mattress, which meant she was effectively diving headfirst off Papa's leg. And in a second, her face smashed onto the floor.She started crying and I quickly cuddled

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It was a memorable weekend.Glory went to the zoo for the first time. If you asked her, she wouldn't know. See, she fell asleep just as we neared the zoo. So we put her in the stroller and looked at the animals on her behalf.She did get up in time to see some monkeys chase each other right over her head though, and was suitably intrigued. However most of the other exhibits failed to capture her

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we are supposed to be operating on another plane. Looking from the top of the tapestry instead of wondering and wandering from below.yeah, when i was there a drop in the ocean looked significant and powerful.i tried, a while back... those books that used to inspire me, those verses.but i get sucked back into the wrong side all too soon.times like these i wish it's june and i can go off for a

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again,why speak? why bother?why hope?why try?things aren't gonna get better, "they" don't really care... it's just theory, convenience, bullying and a big show.all i can do is try to keep loving, caring, hoping.and not to succumb - to showiness, hopelessness, callousness.it's a hard fight.mummy reckons there's not much one single person can do. Just play the game and thrive materially.but i

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Glory has finally recovered from her recent bout of pox/diarrhoea/fever/flu and is starting to eat better now - when she refuses her food now, i think it's more because she prefers adults' fare than coz she has no appetite. And her face is roundifying again.*I've fought hard and won for Glory access rights to PoPo- she's had the privilege of having PoPo stay over since Thursday.And i've won the

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Once in a while, i think about death.I find that i have these death-related thoughts more when i'm pregnant or have just given birth. Maybe it's because life is just so inextricably tied to death.  My thoughts are not so much on life-after-death (that part is supposed to be gr8!), more about the moment of dying and the preceding moments.I wonder if it would be scary.How would that moment be like?

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Baby Baby - Amy GrantBaby Baby, I’m taken with the notionTo love you with the sweetest of devotion.Baby, babyMy tender love will flow fromThe bluest sky to the deepest ocean.Stop for a minuteBaby i'm so glad you're mine.Baby babythe stars are shining for youAnd just like me i'm sure that they adore youBaby BabyGo walking through the forestThe birds above are singing you a chorusStop for a

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I've got a swollen eye.Rubbed (or dig, as mummy calls it) my eyes too much last night and it got red and painful and swollen. Couldn't open it at first, and i was a little worried that my cornea flap was dislodged or something.but at least it's better now - at least i can see with both eyes, though i still look strange. ---i watched Red Cliff and Red Cliff 2 and i liked them, surprisingly. Though

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i'm gonna find out soon!!!!!=)

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My Daddy made the rules very clear.  Honesty, respect, love for family - they are non-negotiable. We were NEVER to be rude to our elders, we were NEVER to raise our voices at them. And if we ever lost control and weren't polite, he'd make sure we knew we were out of line. So we learnt - to cool down before we tried to explain ourselves (sounding agitated may easily be perceived as being rude)

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i'm floozy-brained again.i drove to munch's school, thinking i had to drop him off, when he's on reservist and not in the car with me.i left my phone in school/ the car 2 days in a row.i walk purposefully to the General Office/ kitchen/ wardrobe, only to wonder why i'm there.hmmm. blame it on the pregnancy. or maybe the impact from the SBS bus ramming into my rear. i mean my car's rear.anyway,

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am in the 15th week.looks like the puking is not gonna be for one trimester only.sigh.=(

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i thought i puked so much that i was puking out blood...then i remembered i had watermelon-honeydew juice this morning.hehe.

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It's two in the morning and i can't sleep.I've been tossing and turning, thinking about... Singapore...Read this article in The Online Citizen a while back. And if it were true, I am very very bothered by how oppressive, soulless and value-less we have become.IF it were true and the MOM actually condoned (and aided) the use of repatriation companies, it does appear frightfully dirty and unjust -

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The sliding door of the wardrobe in Glory's room came crashing down last night.Bam.Right across her changing area and her bed.At about 9:30pm, when usually she would be right at that spot, asleep or almost asleep.As i lifted that heavy heavy door, there was a horrifying realization that even an adult lying there would have died. But thankfully, for some strange reason, Glory had taken a longer

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8 weeks plus!My Embryo is now called a Fetus.Hello Fetus!=)We compared the ultrasound pic of Fetus-NewBaby to Fetus-Glory.They look quite alike.But of course. They're siblings.

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miserable miserable miserabletiredpukeymiserable miserable miserablei wanna go home ='(

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My new hobby is making babies.Yes, i'm preggie again, and my life has gone back to THIS.Once again, i couldn't believe it. Glory was only 6 months old! I  was still breastfeeding! We ummm... took precautions!But the nausea was too familiar, the tiredness too telling. Munch got a test kit. Positive. We got another one. Positive. Dang~~~~But i'm gonna try to do better this time round:i'm NOT gonna

yangshuyanfaithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04389954232964709370noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32751455.post-6930643660881739672008-12-11T01:03:00.005+08:002008-12-11T12:27:57.148+08:00

Just got my MacBook, yes the aluminum one. =)Looks good, seems promising so far, but i'm still not used to it. And i still haven't figured out the applications for word processing/ ppt etc yet. The iPhoto and Garageband were more enticing. And i love the trackpad! (except i miss the ease of right-clicking)Anyway, I think i need to visit peck for a crash course on the more serious stuff... else

yangshuyanfaithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04389954232964709370noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32751455.post-44112862508220757752008-11-25T19:52:00.001+08:002008-11-25T20:25:55.758+08:00

I got me a much-needed haircut, and had dinner at the Orange. A very simple meal, all on my own, yet it was so enjoyable. Perhaps it was because I did not have to hold a baby in one hand while maneuvering a spoonful of food hopefully and artfully towards my mouth. Perhaps it was because I did not have to gulp down my meal, while looking out for the first signs of her restlessness/ hunger/

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It’s been 2 years!And what a 2-year.We've been married and unpregnant for 10 months, married and pregnant for the next 9, and married with a child for the last 5months. And been on 3 trips (yes dear, i'm counting)I love my husband! And Glory loves him too!Recently, we had to do a piece of homework for the Parenting with Confidence workshop we are attending – to write a family mission statement.

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Haha, prophetic or what! Was looking at our wedding vows (our 2nd anniversary is coming up!!) and realized we've decided on the names of our kids way back in 2006!The VowI, Shuyan, take you, Wencong, to be my husband and closest friend from this day on.I promise to respect you, honour you and to submit to you, as to the Lord.I will love you, care for you and encourage you.I commit to be your

yangshuyanfaithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04389954232964709370noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32751455.post-75340183846413805782008-11-01T07:18:00.006+08:002008-11-01T08:18:43.417+08:00

Glory likes listening to adults' conversationslistening to aunty juliana @ globetrotters(in a high chair for the first time!) Glory likes to master new skills (or rather, Mummy likes to make Glory sit on high chair coz she looks so grown up) o-kay... i've practiced enough, Mama.enough le hor. Glory likes to readSay Hello to the Baby Animals!It's a nice book, with furry animals we can touch,

yangshuyanfaithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04389954232964709370noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32751455.post-88308545206259348282008-10-28T11:48:00.003+08:002008-10-28T12:37:51.890+08:00

Just watched Money No Enough 2. That's what happens when you have a baby i guess... no more movies at the cinema. Gotta wait till it's out on DVD. Well, at least it's WAYYYY more economical. $5 for rental and 6 of us watched it, versus $9 each for movie tix, plus parking, plus popcorn... I do miss movie dates tho... anyone wants to babysit Glory for a night? ;)Anyway, back to the show.It is NOT a

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I find it so high-handed and rude and unfair.Feedback forms and surveys so frustratingly useless.So kept-in-the-dark, so unsupported.And everyone seems to be moving on to greener pastures.If you appeared before me i'd scream at you for neglecting your kids.If you appeared before me i'd question your resource allocation and unfair expectations.If you appeared before me i'd kick you for starting it

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Glory's taken to rice cereal pretty well. Yesterday, we offered her some spinach puree.It looked a little gross, and the idea of it was rather unappetising. Imagine, spinach boiled and pureed. That's it. No condiments added, other than some milk. i was all ready to cut her some slack, to let her have perhaps just a spoonful or two.But Glory seemed to enjoy it, she finished it all! check out the

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Here's our newly flip-happy baby! With her new-found skill, she's no longer completely dependent on us to move around. Awake and no longer wanna lie down? Flip!Toy too far away? Flip!Mama too far away? Flip! This morning, after i changed her, she decided she's given me enough time and flipped over even before i fastened the rompers.Now i've got to make sure my diaper-changing skills are up to

yangshuyanfaithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04389954232964709370noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32751455.post-32265460143831165162008-10-21T07:58:00.003+08:002010-09-09T00:06:08.275+08:00

Glory's first swim @ Godma's place in her super conservative wet suit. Papa says no bikinis. hey hey hey! there's cold water entering my suit! is that normal? Ducky, you cold too? Don't be scared ok? I'm here. Warmed up! This is fun!

yangshuyanfaithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04389954232964709370noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32751455.post-3475042851301415982008-10-20T12:10:00.002+08:002008-10-20T12:35:25.460+08:00

NSmen and new mothers are the worst conversationalists, i reckon.I remember having to sit thru endless conversations with friends/brothers/cousins who were in NS. Their conversations were always about NS - some evil officers, some strange acronyms, some tough trainings, some unreasonable-superiors-who-are-incapable-but-are-superior-only- because-they-signed-on, some blur sabo-kings etc. They

yangshuyanfaithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04389954232964709370noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32751455.post-575616569331631392008-10-20T11:05:00.003+08:002010-09-09T00:06:08.275+08:00

Glory flipped over to her belly last night!We put her inchworm a distance away and she kept trying to reach for it... many attempts were REALLY close. Munch and i watched in anticipation."She's gonna make it real soon!" Munch commented, "Maybe tomorrow... haiz, we won't be around to see it. How?""We could take childcare leave for a week..."i went off to brush my teeth, still watching her cute

yangshuyanfaithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04389954232964709370noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32751455.post-88776715460355015802008-10-07T15:16:00.011+08:002010-09-09T00:06:08.276+08:00

Dear Uncle Alien,Thank you so much for asking about me. I'm doing very well so far.Since we last met at my first month party, i've had a hair cut. Or rather, a very hardcore shave. My hair's currently still trying to grow back. Here are some pics!Happily bald!Tummy Time!Praying... for Grandpas, Grandmas, PaPa, MaMa, Uncles, Aunty, Godpa, Godma and the construction workers working outside in the

yangshuyanfaithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04389954232964709370noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32751455.post-85345661211889877042008-10-06T12:38:00.003+08:002010-09-09T00:12:28.956+08:00

yesterday, after weeks of deliberation, i bought the Gap cap for Glory.And in one historic moment, i rescinded on my pledge not to buy full-price branded frills for babies.never again.or so i say.

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