my last blog…
…for the year only lah! you wish i’ll stop huh! ha ha
like every other year, 2008 has been event filled. from…oh man i got no recollection of january to may! i can only remember i gave birth in may and the rest is a blur…very blur!
ok this year i lost lots of things in the taxi – till now still no sound of my snuday school materials. office got fire – UNTIL today, then we got new ceiling and new door. i stood and squat around my office for the whole day until finish. grateful to the ah-ne workers and the lian-bang boys for working willingly with their pearly whites shining through the day.
God has been good. my heart has open to many things He teach and i still struggling to follow them…’what would Jesus do?’ will be in my mind into the new year. i’ve also learnt to listen and be more understanding and sensitive to everyone. hope i have been sensitive to you too.
victoria and dorothy are God’s bestest gift for me this year and forever. watching them grow everyday is my greatest pleasure. victoria hates food, dorothy drank too much milk, victoria smile silently with gladness, dorothy screams with joy. one fat fat one skinny skinny. victoria’s creamy and dorothy’s honey coated. this pair of sister is 100% opposite in everyway….just like bikermice and me (^_^)
for my losing memory sake, little nonya rocks at this point of time! and i can’t get into the year’s most happening FACEBOOK! guess everyone is rushing in to wish everyone.
this year, i’m stretch to the max and surprisingly, i didn’t snap and now i can still blog. see wonderful God is.
i’m looking forward to another new year to God’s challenges ahead for me. with God, all thing are possible 
have a joyful, healthy and blessing filled year!
s’cuse me…are you my mother?
my sister sent me an email…here goes.
Lessons My Mother Taught Me…maybe your mother taught you too
1) My Mother taught me about ANTICIPATION… “You wait! Just wait till your father comes back!”
2) My Mother taught me about RECEIVING… “You are going to get it when we reach home!”
3) My Mother taught me to MEET A CHALLENGE… “Look at me when I’m talking to you! Why are you staring back at me?!”
4) My Mother taught me about HEALTHY COMPETITION… “Aunty Mary’s son scored 100 marks for Maths! Why can’t you be like him?”
5) My Mother taught me about FINANCIAL PLANNING… “Make sure you marry a rich man/woman in future!”
6) My Mother taught me about HISTORY… “Many many years ago, when I was your age, I used to….”
7) My Mother taught me to be HOUSE-PROUD “Chalet? Stay what chalet? You got no house to stay is it?!”
My Mother taught me about GENETICS… “You ..you’re just like your father!”
9) My Mother taught me about the WISDOM OF AGE… “When you get to my age, you’ll understand.”
10) My Mother taught me about JUSTICE… “One day you’ll have kids, and I hope they turn out just like YOU…Then you’ll know what it’s like!”
AND FINALLY…
11) My Mother taught me about POWER… “I am YOUR mother, you better listen to ME!”
(^_^) i’m a mother…hear me raaaawwwwrrrr!!!
everyday’s a special day
victoria has taken another step in her milestone…a step onto the stage and performed her life’s very first concert.
i am so proud of her…although i keep laughing non stop!
indeed having her with me…everyday’s a special day.
Little Mrs Forgetful
i’ve been so forgetful is affecting my life. i so afaird i will one day leave dorothy in a stroller somewhere while i dig the ‘90% off’ sale bin…yikes…this is what i gather…
Q: Why am I so forgetful?
A: The most probable explanation for your “mommy brain” is a simple one: You’re tired and distracted. “As the mother of a 6-month-old, you’re likely to be sleep-deprived and focused more on your baby’s well-being than anything else,” says pediatrician Jennifer Shu of the Children’s Hospital at Dartmouth. “It’s natural that you’re letting less important things fall by the wayside.” There’s also a chance that your hormones might be making your memory a bit fuzzy, particularly if you’re breastfeeding, but there’s not much research to back this theory up. One important caution: If your memory problems are accompanied by anxiety, a lack of interest in formerly pleasurable activities, or other signs of a mood disorder, you may need to be evaluated by an expert for postpartum depression.
i’ve left a million item in many different taxi boot. handphone, lugguage (thankfully empty) and the latest dorothy’s rocking chair, on loan from my dear friend and a bag of sunday school materials. should say ‘thankfully’ nobody blame me at all. no scolding, no reprimanding, no demand to return things, no harsh reminder…only kindness after kindness.
kindness 1 – rocking chair owner. his response – aiyah! nevermind lah!
kindness 2- sunday school superintendent. his response – dun worry, if really cannot get back, we’ll purchase again.
kindness 3- a church sister. her reponse – let me pay for the new set of materials.
kindness 4- the material distributor. his reponse – some material no more already, i can photocopy for you…oh this other material also no stock, let memgive you another set, no charge…
waaaaaaah….i’m so touch by all this people’s gestures. its not about the money, its about how people teach me to remember my things, with kindess. victoria is so affected by my constant rant of losing things, nowadays she takes the taxi she’ll say, take your bag, dun lose your bag, where’s your bag?? so glad i have a little external hardisk to help me remember things now. thank YOU all for the kindness.
BUT i still blame dorothy for my forgetfulness…ha ha ha
