A different sort of P1
I have been reading posts from other blogger mothers whose children started Primary one this year. There were happy stories about visits to the bookshops, and heart-wrenching ones about children...
We give them ourselves
We became a family because we were in love. But as the children came, it became easier to love them, than to love each other. There is nothing more secure for a child, than for him to have parents who love one another. Till death do us part, for better or for worse. Everyday, we are learning how to love each other again.
We give them each other
They have their good days and they have their bad days. We teach them, that they are each other’s best friends. Unlike the unconditional love they receive from us, they have to earn each other’s respect, and they do. They have learnt to live with each other – have fun, fight, patch up and play together again. We are proud of them.
We give them roots
My child first came to the world, with my blood in his. He may leave us one day, but our genes stay forever in his. He grows up in our world and according to our choices. One day he will choose his own world, and live with his own choices. We give him a past, so he knows, that he is not alone in history. He is part of a narrative from long ago, which has endured till now. He has value. He has great worth.
We give them wings
My child has but one life to live. He wants to be happy, and I want him to live it as a righteous man. Happiness takes hard work, and being righteous even harder work. We give him all that we can, not necessarily everything he needs. For his destiny is beyond us, and he has to find his own ways and his own answers.
Ingrained in each child - in his heart and the depths of his being - is a dream. This dream is that which the child desires to do, for it gives meaning to his life. Walk with us, as we help our children reach their destinies, and discover our own.
The teenager number one
One of the reasons I did not want to have children, is that I was a rebellious teenager. My mother had a difficult time, and I did not want to...
The sisterhood of motherhood
I have always wanted to be a SAHM. I never thought it would be possible. But in 2010 I became one. Now my days are filled with chauffeuring duties – bringing my...
Rise and Shine! Give your child a healthy breakfast!
A friend posted this on facebook. I loved it. It really makes me feel so much better about myself. You see, around me, there are many talented mothers – crafty...
A litter at a time
Some time back I read the Straits Times article “The dirty truth about Singapore” by Han Fook Kwang. Among other things, the writer talked about the civic-mindedness of the Taiwanese. Apparently,...
Going the extra mile
Recently, I started a campaign. It is to encourage people to pick up litter. When I shared this idea with a friend, she said :”In the first place, don’t litter”....
I am my brother’s keeper
I just read two articles on the Connecticut shooting. One talks about the relationship between video game companies and gun manufacturers, and another blamed the deaths on gun. Both video...
Animal Bullies
I came across this old article on “Animal Bullies” from the magazine Wildlife Wonders, produced by the Jurong BirdPark and Singapore Zoological Gardens. Apparently, the Lion is the biggest bully of...
This is my Father’s world
We went to South Island, New Zealand, our dream holiday destination. Let me share with you, my Father’s world. Pancake Rocks at Punaikaki! Enroute, from Kaikoura to...
So it was just mummy guilt
Mummy guilt, I am sure every mother has suffered from that. The nagging thought that you could have done more or done better, that you should have known, or that...
Today is my test
In 3 hours time, we are going to receive Elkan’s PSLE results. I am very nervous. Close to 30 years ago, when I received my PSLE results, it...
Give my husband a new wife, and let it be me
I remember hearing some time back, that the father is the head of the family, and the mother is the heart. Most women know, of the power they hold over...
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