one for the digital album: the Proposal Story

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This week, I’m participating in a Proposal Blog Train where a group of mummy & daddy bloggers will be writing about how they got proposed to, or how they proposed to their spouses.

Soooo today is my turn. Haha. Yesterday, Ashlyn posted about hers, so go read about it too!

The Chill Mom

Given the crazy schedule I got this week, I was hoping that I could find a version that I had written before, but nooooo. I also couldn’t possibly post up the feature we got on the digital version of the papers (homahgawd, that was a bonus man!! Wedding of the week leh hahaha). So, for posterity’s sake, here is our (or rather, my) version.

It was 2008 and we were living in Perth, had been dating & living together for 3 years. 3 years of 24/7. In Singapore terms..that is like double the dating period? haha. Especially since we wouldn’t get to live with each other in SG. Spending our lives together for the rest of our lives was on the cards (we were sorta past the boyfriend/girlfriend stage then) but then again, we weren’t sure where we were heading then (if we would still be in Aus or back in SG) and if that paper document stating our status as a married couple was definitely necessary.

But..hey, lao niang want to get married hor. Hahaha got chance to wear wedding gown leh! Why not right. The topic came up one night. For the life of me, I cannot remember how it even came up. I just know that it was in winter, we were huddling in the study watching some drama serial (maybe Little Nonya?) and somewhere in the conversation, we dared each other to tell our parents we wanted to get married.

WTH. Went along the lines of ‘well, if you are serious, then Imma call my mother and tell her about it!’ and he replied with a ‘call lah!’

So that night we called our parents and told them the news. Wayhey, we are getting married! Seriously. Was I expecting a proposal or did I wish for one? Secretly of course I wished for one lah, but err, after getting it wrong one time (people so secretly come meet me at my grandma’s house and then take out one box, what the heck was I supposed to think???), I didn’t think much about it at that moment. After a few months tho..I started bugging him for one. Even though wedding plans were already in place.

photo taken by Derrick Ong Photography

photo taken by Derrick Ong Photography

The Tings then. Doing things all wrong. Hahaha.

To give you the low down, Donald is quite good with surprises. Like you would NEVER suspect anything kind good. But after being together for 11 years, and getting enough surprises for the first few years (sad life, now become wife liao got no surprises), innocent questions are enough for me to suss things out.

During one of the trips back to SG for our wedding preps, we went ring shopping and I had more or less decided on the engagement ring I wanted. But I wanted to think a little more about it. Little did I know that Donald had asked the jeweller to put it aside and that we would go back again and test to see if it was THE ring. The jeweller was to then tell me that it had be sold. And boy, was I disappointed when I found out that it had been ‘sold’ the following day. Never mind. The sneaky guy, on the pretext of needing to go to the loo, rushed back to the jeweller’s 15 mins after we left to seal the deal, pick up the ring and then head back with me. I almost blew his cover when I asked him if he was sure he didn’t buy the ring and told the jeweller’s to tell me that it was sold, and that the ring was in his bag (which it really was!).

Ladies and gentlemen. Reverse psychology does work. His reply? ‘Don’t believe, check lah!’ hahaha. So fortunately for him, I didn’t check his bag. But I sure as hell was whinging a little about missing out on the ring.

Fast forward to next day, to the proposal-that-was-supposed-to-happened, where I was to meet him at City Hall MRT station. I coincidentally found out that he was nearby at Bugis MRT station and decided that I would meet him there instead of City Hall MRT. I was whinging more about the ring and teasing him about when he was going to be proposing to me.

D: Where would you like to be proposed at?

Me: lah! (at Bugis MRT) afterall, it’s the closest to where we got our wedding rings!

Again, ladies and gentlemen. It looks really romantic when the guy proposes in the public. Girl gasps as guy takes ring box out and then tears when he proposes and then nods her head in agreement. IT IS NOT FOR ME OKAY. homahgawd. 

Donald takes the box out and gets on one knee and proposes. I’m mortified. 

Me: okok, get up!! Yes yes! *looks furtively around*

My audience? One lao ah pek sitting and wondering what the hell we are doing, and another teenager engrossed in phone. Phwah piangs. This was NOT what I was expecting. hahahahah.

The proposal-that-was-supposed-to-happened. Donald was supposed to get ahead of me and stick A4 sheets of paper with the words ‘Will You Marry Me?” on the partition separating the escalators of the MRT leading to Raffles City Shopping Centre. However, he was late. And he was late because he wanted to make sure he wouldn’t get into trouble sticking stuff at the MRT station. Hahahahha. Okay, so maybe heng he didn’t get to do it because I would be lagi paiseh then. But hey, at least he got put in some thought lah. (Darn, was gonna post photos of those papers but I cannot find them!! =( Argh..gotta go dig around and find it to post.)

And I got the ring I wanted!! <33

Up next is Evangeline is a FTWM of a boy named Arthur (3) and a girl named Arthena (Going 1). She is a young looking mom who always got mistaken as the sister of her children. Don’t be cheated by her looks. She love to surprise others and she surprised many by being a mother of 2 by the age of 28. Read on to find out how her husband proposed to her with his romantic tactics.



Category: Love, Special

[SC May’16] my not-so-Mother’s Day

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Finally got a chance to take a breather today. I knew my May schedule was packed. But this was ridiculous! haha. Okay, I take that back. I am enjoying every bit of it for today. Wonders of a good rest.

This month, Singapore’s Child features celebrity mums to inspiration individuals who share about their journey through motherhood. It was comforting to read that despite being famous, celebrities are ,at the end of the day, just a normal human being who is still a mother to a child. The struggles like depression, their aspirations for their children, and even how they have to spend time away from their children as a result of work.

Just like any one of us here.

Motherhood is a funny thing. You get excited about the little one that is on the way; you fret about how the little one could be feeling after they are born (why are they crying incessantly??) and then you secretly hope that they carry a trait of yours that you like and not be like daddy (kidding! =P); you only wish for them to be healthy and happy.

And you delve into this journey, hook, line and sinker. And pour your unconditional love into them.

The kids frustrate you to no end; they make you pull your hair; they are egoistic & narcissistic; they make you melt into a puddle with one look.

Yet you would do this every day for the rest of your life. Cos you would have no other like the one you have labouriously carried for 9 months and then painfully delivered. All that pain and tears, and yet you would do this every day for the rest of your life.

You would soothe every single tear and heartache, every scratch and fall. You would soothe every cry and wail. You would chase away every fear if you could. Cos there is no other eh? *wry grin*

A week late to jump on the Mother’s Day bandwagon. But better late than never. This year, I didn’t get to celebrate Mother’s Day with the boys. I was busy at an event with Donald. The boys made a Mother’s Day gift at Sunday School and it made its residence at their grandma’s place. I’m not complaining. My mom has been the one faithfully bringing the boys to Sunday School, so it should be for her. I went to her office today with the boys and she had a wall full of their photos. I think she should put more at her house..hahah.

The original plan for the boys was to stay over on Sunday night as my mom had to work the following day. So they would sleep early, and Donald and I would pick them up the following morning. But that was not to be. The boys wanted to go home. My mom had to put them to bed at our place. We rushed through dinner (so much for a steak dinner + salad buffet at Astons haha) and went home to unload everything. My feet was killing me but I had to sneak a peek at them sleeping.

Boy..did I miss them. We made up for lost time the following morning where the boys snuck into my room and snuggled and cuddled to their hearts’ content.

excuse the morning bed hair and morning look

excuse the morning bed hair and morning look

There were lots of kisses and ‘I love you, mummy’ & ‘I miss you, mummy’ from Ollie. There were just looks of contentment and adoration from QT. Ahh..happiness.

Mother’s Day was just like any other day. I didn’t think I need a special day for them to tell me they loved me. They do show it to me in their special ways, every day. Except those days where I want to murder them, which happened after that Monday. Pfffffpt. It was an emotional week. I was down in the dumps (damn you hormones), and by Friday, I sorta broke down yelling at Ollie. And of course Ollie decided that he didn’t love me anymore. *sigh* Kids.

Unless you are telling me that the kids will be exceptionally well-behaved on that day, PLUS not yell for me EVERY 10 mins PLUS let me sleep in and I would wake up with the laundry miraculously done, the house spick & span. now THAT would be Mother’s Day. hahahaha. In fact the kids got to celebrate Children’s Day last Saturday by sleeping over in my room!



My poor back. That was the LAST Children’s Day they’ll celebrate sleeping in my room!

Anyhoos, I do hope you ladies did have a good day, however you spent it, being pampered or having heaps of attention showered on you.


Category: Ad, Parenting

raising Sarah

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Where did the week go?? Honestly, I cannot believe that it is already Thursday. Last week, I would have probably just said, ‘what?? Thursday only??’ Haha..time flies when you are swamped with work.

I’ve been busy with post-event paperwork and orders. We participated in an event on Sunday, the SuperMom Jubilee Baby Bash, where we had a booth to promote some of our products. I am really thankful for the opportunity to speak with parents, to learn more about their needs, and extremely thankful for their patience to participate in our booth activity, considering strollers weren’t allowed and it was mad crowded.

If you had been at the Big Little Me booth, I thank you for stopping by, whether for that stamp or not. =)

Now back to regular programming!

We are at week 18 of being pregnant with Sarah. Now, THIS is the point where I go, ‘WEEK 18 only??’ Starting to feel the aches and being klutzy to a certain extent. Still have to be nimble enough to chase after QT even though most of the times, the role has been delegated to Ollie (if he chooses to cooperate!)

So..the other day, hubby and I had a conversation about raising Sarah. After raising two boys, we are back at square one with a girl. Gender differences, both emotionally and physically. I am glad that both Donald and I are able to come to a compromise on how we want to go about raising the boys. Most of the time, I do some reading and then we would talk if I felt strongly about how Donald was dealing with the boys.

Both Donald and I grew up in the typical Chinese household, where the cane is freely used, ‘because I say so’ was spoken freely and kids were mostly seen and not heard. I’m not saying that the method then was wrong. It just worked for our parents then. But I definitely wanted to do things differently with my kids. Yup I am your classic case of ‘not going to do what my parents did’. So hello attachment parenting, hello gentle parenting. As a SAHM, I have more time to look into it and implement it. Donald does see the results and agree that it is a better approach, although it takes up a lot of time.

It wasn’t going to be any different for Sarah, except on certain issues. jeng jeng…that’s where Donald and I differed big time.

I was determined to nurture her to be a confident young lady. One that knows how to love herself, and not have body image issues; one that knows how to use both her intellect and her heart to make decisions; one that knows how to take that leap of faith.

Basically, all that I wasn’t when I was a teenager and only slowly began to learn how to do so because of my kids and husband. You’d be amaze what love AND support can do to a person, and I hope she finds someone who can love and support her the way Donald does for me.

So the conversation came about when I asked if Donald would allow Sarah to go out in a bare-back halter with hot pants.

‘Well, if she is 2 years old, sure!’

‘What if she is 14?’

‘She’s not going out!’

At that point of time, I laughed it off, and the first thing that came to mind was ,’of course not. She will lose out more.’ It was the same thing that Donald did say as well. It took me a day to mull over it before I thought differently.

Why was it that a girl would lose out more? How could I have thought that I would want to protect my girl more than my boys? Did it mean that it was okay for the boys to lose out too? I need to protect them both equally! Both the boys AND Sarah will have just as much to lose out!

That started me getting on the defensive and offensive on the differential treatment between boys and girls. Attire. Attracting the wrong attention. Conservative. Okay, this momma here is a liberal. Very 开通 you know. But I draw the line at no self-worth. 自甘堕落 is NOT okay. And this applies to both boys and girls in my household. And I expect my boys to treat females the way they should. The gentlemanly way and with respect. Same with Sarah; to treat guys as an equal and with respect.

I got on the offensive on a few things, which I won’t list here cos it might open another can of worms haha. But let’s just say it bordered along the line of gender equality, societal norms (which I totally detest cos I think saying it’s a norm is a total cop out and bullshit excuse IMHO) and being psuedo-feministic. Not that it’s a bad thing, but to me, they were areas worth discussing between Donald and I, but society may not be ready for it. Educating society will take a long time. It digressed ALOT but it was interesting to see what my husband felt and thought about it.

Else I will whup their asses, regardless of if they are 12 or 21. Hormones raging or not. Dammit.

Hais. No wonder Donald says raising girls gonna be headache. Hahaha cos wife also female, and she is liberal! It will really be interesting to see how Sarah will turn out!

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