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This June

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The last week of school is usually a little more hectic. There are some school holidays because of the preparation for parent-teacher meetings, and then for the parent-teacher meeting it self. Everyone is kinda on a holiday mood, but this year I had no direction absolutely. No idea where I was going to be taking the kids to, nor what I was going to do with them.

I was dreading the school hols. I was still in a funk, and given certain circumstances, I was exhausted. Torn between wanting to cater for the knowledge thirsty Oliver, to a chillax Quentin, to a little shadow/tag-a-long Sarah who just has to sit in the stroller wherever we went. I was absolutely dreading it. But winging it was probably the best thing we did ever.

We had some play dates, we went for outings at Gardens By the Bay, for media events, for a Biodiversity exhibition, a Singapore Police Heritage Centre tour. We took our time, and sweltered in the heat. Some times, Daddy Ting took days off and we went to Pulau Ubin, Singapore Zoological Gardens and he took them to a playground at Sembawang Park whilst I was at a meeting. Some days the grandparents took them out, for a play, for a cycle in the park, for meals. Last week, a cousin took the boys out to Sentosa and a swim.

It ended up being a super packed June holidays and time couldn’t have flown any faster. And it ended up being one of the best June holidays I have had with the kids. There were many firsts for all of us and I am so so glad we did all of it together.

It was heartwarming to watch the two boys entertain themselves on the long train rides. Sometimes Quentin would pack an activity book along and do it on the ride, Oliver would bring a book along. Sarah would be happy snacking, or if she got bored, the boys would take turns to entertain her in their nonsensical way.

The three would gamely pose for photos, and if I needed help, the boys would be ready to give me a hand. It was awesome to see them enjoying themselves and just fooling around outdoors.

The time spent with them made me appreciate them a lot more for each of their idiosyncrasies. It made me appreciate the time the boys were ready to help when I needed it. It made me appreciate that time spent with each of them is precious and that they will remember it. It reminded me that each of them are different and I need to spend some one on one time with them whenever possible.

It reminded me that they will grow up quickly. I can only hope that we are still as close as we are now when they grow up.

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Oliver: 5 years 8 mths

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Solo parenting tonight. The hubby is out for a course till late. My parents came over for dinner n helped by hanging around till i put Sarah to bed and then left when I put the boys to bed.

Quentin slept very quickly as I pat him to sleep. Oliver is still awake, tossing and turning. He makes a request to sleep in his bed. The three of us were on Quentin’s bed. I acede.

Crazed biker

As he settles himself in his bed, he grabs Elsa, an Elsa-dressed bear that he chose as a gift from his godparents. He hugs it and buries his head into the bear, trying to sleep.

It has been….3.75 years since I last spent any time with them at bedtime. I rarely did. Hubby takes over from shower till bedtime. It was something we worked out gradually, so that I could have some time to myself after the day.

Watching the 5.5yo sleep…makes me 心酸. The request never changes. ‘mommy, can you pat me to sleep?’ he only asks this of me.

What changed is his bed, the things in his bed, how much he has filled the bed.

He has grown a lot taller. Had we converted the cot to a toddler bed, we would have needed a new bed for him now. He is of course no longer a toddler. He is a boy. My boy.

I missed the times he snuggled up to me as we co-slept when he was younger. When Quentin came along and we co-slept for naps, Quentin would sleep in the middle and he would reach over to caress my arm or ear.

He still obliges for hugs and kisses. For now.

I am going be such a wreck when he goes to P1. Aaargh.

Big brother reading to his siblings

The parenting bit gets to me all the time. Sometimes I struggle with him when he does the most annoying shit. When he says the most self-entitled shit. When he behaves like a privileged, self-entitled brat. I definitely do not want to raise my kids this way. But I have probably unintentionally raised him to be so. Where almost everything and anything is available to him without any request. Gonna have to rein him in a bit.

When he is being a bully to his brother. When he lies. OMG. He has started lying. It is not the malicious kind..but more so lie to make an excuse. Like saying he did something when he didn’t despite repeated confirmations. So so trying. And so hard to try and explain why lying is not the way to go.

Entertaining Sarah with Flexils

But sometimes I remind myself that I really do have it good with him. When he spurts out random nice & polite stuff without any prompting. He speaks gently to his siblings and guides them on what they can do and cannot (Sarah just has this look of awe when he does that to her hahaha). He takes Quentin’s hand as they walk together into the assembly hall. He offers to share some of his bread when Quentin is not allowed any.

You know, the stuff that makes your ovaries scream and make you want to have more kids cos of such behaviour? The behaviour that makes your heart melt and tell you that you should reward him with whatever he wants. The behaviour that makes the world right and makes you feel that you did something right in the midst of raising the three monsters.

Yup, that validation that the way I raised my kids is okay. Okay is a good pass. Doesn’t have to be good. Okay is good enough. about lowering expectations right? I mean, what expectations siah.

Sigh, gonna be entering another phase of my life soon. Not sure how I am going to deal with it. But we’ll get there.


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#itsagirlyting: 11 months

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She turns 11 months tomorrow.

I told Daddy Ting that I am not ready for her to turn 1 year-old yet. I am dreading it. Urgh.

She started walking last Saturday. 4 steps. When she took her first two, I squealed ‘bebe, SHE’S WALKING!’ to Daddy Ting, who was in the study doing some work. She grinned as she took her first two steps, before launching herself into my arms.

She’s not a baby anymore. My heart sank a little.

She has picked up a lot more skills lately, finally signing ‘thank you’ after 5 months of signing omg. She offers flying kisses, pats her brothers, gives slobbery kisses..AND she cries when I say ouch & pretend to cry when someone hurts me, her included! Hahahaha. So damn cute lah. If no crying is involved, she would snuggle up to me and give me slobbery kisses.

Earlier this evening, we had a shower together. She was tired, but she enjoys playing with her bath alphabets, so that keeps her occupied whilst I shower her. Then I picked her up for a rinse off and she rested her head against me, letting the warm water run over her. She sighed and ‘mmmmm’-ed. I ‘mmmm’-ed internally too. One day, she’ll struggle against me and not want to snuggle so. Better enjoy it whilst I can.

It took her awhile to settle down, she rolled around on my bed, then pulled at my hair, pat my face and nibbled on my finger, all the while babbling to herself. She then crawled to my pillow, rested her head on my pillow, and stared at me, continuing her incomprehensible babbling. I leaned over, buried my face into her belly and took a deep breath.

baby smell. the kind that identifies your kid out of the so many other kids. You know how you can identify your child’s cry in the midst of a crowd? You will be able to identify based on smell.

she is the last baby. She will join the ranks of her brothers, and they will wreck even more havoc in our lives. Haha..but my heart cannot be fuller that it is now. Just seeing the three of them together.

We have no big plans for her first birthday. No party. Downsized from the huge party Oliver had for his 1st, to a shared 1st birthday for Quentin (cos their birthdays were only 1 week apart), to no party for Sarah.

No budget. Hahah. I settled for a photoshoot with Grow Old With Me. The boys had their shoots when they turned 1 year old. But this was going to be a special one. Cos it was also for me. A milestone for me, closing of one chapter of my life. It was a shoot where I wanted to doll up. Where I wanted some part of it to be about me. Odd but I thought, hey let me put some effort into this one and feel a little special.

I sent my wedding gown to be altered into a shorter dress for the shoot..cos jeng jeng, her birthday is 5 days before our wedding anniversary. I thought..might as well right! The excess tulle was going to be made into a tulle skirt for Sarah. Omg. I hope it turns out right. So exciting!

But..sigh. let me mourn the growth of my kid for now. Argh..

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