[SC May’16] my not-so-Mother’s Day

Posted on May 16, 2016 by enitsuj

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

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!