Be Grateful

Be grateful.

For the things that went right.

For the things that went wrong.

For the things that is in our likings.

For the things that is not within ohr likings.

Be grateful.

For we do not know how it would be, otherwise.

It could be better.

It could also be worse.
一山还比一山高. One mountain is higher than the other.

For if you think you are good, there is always somebody else who is better.

One trough is deeper than the other.

For if you think you are suffering, there is always somebody else who is worse.

We cannot have all the best things in life but we can make the best out of everything.

MommyLove, Jen

Slow Down, Mummy.

Slow Down, Mummy.

This is not a race to see who finishes faster.

It is a journey, meant to be enjoyed, and savoured every single second of it.

It is a journey to cherish how beautiful life is.

It is a journey to watch how a little human being uncurled from the day he/she was born to the day he/she can see, kick, sit, crawl, stand, walk, run, jump, skip, spin, somersault.

It is a journey to feel the their touch grasp, hold, tug, grab, snatch (when they are older), give, and take.

It is a journey to hear them breathe, blow rapsberries, gurgle, talk one consonant, two consonants, one word, two words, three words, a sentence, a paragraph, hum a song, sing a song, shout, scream and scold (when they are older), praise and love.

It is a journey to be with them as they explore the wide wide world, built their confidence and esteem to experience the amazing mother nature and life.

It is a journey to learn how to let go and prioritise to touch another soul, another human being, another life, all before it is too late.

It is a beautiful journey.

Stop.

Stop to smell the fragrance of the flower.

Stop to examine the grains in the leaves.

Stop to watch the little ants carry their food home.

Stop to watch the bees nectaring.

Stop to watch the butterflies wings flap.

Stop to listen to the birds hum.

Stop to feel the wind caress our face.

Stop to feel the sweat trickle down your forehead.

Stop to feel the tiny hands reach out for your nose.

Stop to feel the heartbeat skip a beat.

Stop to smile.

Smile.

A smile for the memorable past. The foundation you have stepped on to be who you are today.

A smile to be able to breathe now. Now that you have the power to be in control, to create better memories.

A smile for a better future which is yet to come. A future to look foward to.

The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched. They must be felt with the heart. – Helen Keller.

Slow down.

We are all living at our own pace.

MommyLove, Jen

SAHM vs FTWM: The Past 7 Months vs Now

For the past 7months, I beg to have extra 10minutes of me-time. Now I beg to have an extra 10minutes with my kids.

For the past 7 months, I kept asking Little Pistachio to lower down her voice. To stop singing because it is waking up the little sister. Now, I wish she would have sang a little longer, a little louder. I have not heard her singing for three days.

For the past 7 months, I wish someone could lend me a hand to hold Little Sister for a while, while I get a break. Now I wish I could hold her throughout the day and night myself.

For the past 7 months, I wish Little Pistachio and Little Sister will sleep a littler earlier so that I can retire to bed earlier. Now I wish they will sleep a little later so that I have more time to spend with them.

For the past 7 months, I wish xuan will be able to sleep on her own. Now I wish she still needs me to fall asleep.

For the past 7 months, I wish xuan would not scream and constantly chattering before bed. Now I wish she would scream and constantly chattering before bed.

For the past 7 months, both of you grew right before my eyes. I cherish every single moment we shared. I cherish the happy laughters. The happy moments. The silly moments. The frustrating moments. The mischievious moments. The jealous moments.

Now, I have not heard your laughter for three days. I have not heard of your silly stories. I have not seen your silly antics. I have not held you in my arms for longer than 3minutes. I have not truly seen your face; watch the twinkle in your eyes as you excitedly described what you just saw at the corner of the house, in the garden, at the park; watch the changes of emotion in your face, from the serious, to the questioning, to the curious, to the determined, to the funny, to the silly, the naughty, the mischievious, and most importantly, the happy look on your beautiful face.

I miss them. I truly do. These enjoyment, can only be felt by being physically, mentally and emotionally there with them. These enjoyment, are so priceless that no amount of money can buy. These enjoyment, can never be replaced. These feelings, are the true happiness.

And I would like to say, I am glad to be by your side all the way through for the past 7 months. I am glad. Truly glad.

Now I wish I can be there for you. Now and always.

One day. One day, I will be watching all of you grow right before my eyes. And I hope the day will be soon.

MommyLove, Jen