Interrupted

My day is often interrupted......

In the middle of the night....

"Waaaaah!" Hmmm... time to feed baby.

Early in the morning......

"Mummy, mummy, wake up. The sun is out and I'm going out!"

In the Toilet....

"Baby. Get away from that door. No. No. The toilet floor is dirty. No. Don't come here..."

In the Kitchen.....

"No Baby No. Stop playing with the slipper. No. Its dirty. Nooooo...."

While having lunch....

"Mummy, I wanna go toilet......"

While trying to finish lunch.....

"Mummy, I wanna go toilet......"
"No baby no, don't crawl under the table!"

While trying to have a bath.....

"Phew! Thank Goodness for the purple dinasaur babysitter."

While trying to change baby's diaper....

"Stop climbing on the table and hopping on the armchair......"
"No.. no.. baby, come back here, mummy's not done yet!"

While trying to blog ......

"No, no you two, get away from the keyboard, don't touch that!"

Sometimes I wonder how I stay sane....

Blogging in my Head

I think most bloggers will have this habit. I often blog in my head. Mostly, blogging in my head occurs:

• when I'm tossing and turning and having trouble sleeping
• in the middle of the night after getting up and can't go back to sleep
• in queues whether its the bank, supermarket or fast food restaurant
• in the toilet and bathroom
• in waiting rooms especially if there's a long wait eg clinic, government offices
• while dining out
• after reading some newspaper article or a good book
• while jogging at the park

On a side note, while jogging at the park, I came across a bunch of inconsiderate young men playing football. They had their stuff strewn all over the jogging track so one had to weave through them and I wondered how they got any conversation going from all the cantonese foul words spewing out of their mouths at every sentence (practically 9 out of 10 words they used in a sentence were foul). They probably thought its very cool to behave like that. Ish! I hope theres less young people like that around.

Mommy, please don't worry.....

I don't normally blog during the weekends, so here's my early Happy Mother's Day wish to all the mumsies on the blog. Enjoy your day y'all and enjoy being a mother.

Mommy, please don't worry 'cause
I'm doing really well,
Even though I miss you on
This Happy Mother's Day!

Wishing you were with me 'cause
In that case I could tell
You all the things that happened to me
Throughout these years you were away

I love you even though you can't
Be with me anymore now
And I know you love me, too,
'Cause I'm your little child.

And I'm sure that you will come
To me someday, somehow,
And I will see you looked at me
And know that you have smiled.

Copyright by
Nicholas Gordon
Modified by MG of mumsgather.blogspot.com

Now a mother myself, I know how hard it must have been for my mom to leave the 5 of us behind. I think that on her deathbed she must have been very worried about us. When she left, we were only aged from 10 - 18. Now almost 30 years on, we are aged 39 - 47 with families of our own. So mom, you can rest in peace now, we all turned out allright. It is my dearest wish as a mum to be able to watch my children grow up, become independant of me and have their own lives like I do now. ( I think this is every dad's wish too).

I never enjoyed any Mother's Day (till I became a mom myself) since I was 10 years old 'cos it always reminded me sadly that I did not have a mom to love me unlike all the other kids at school who were so excitedly planning what to do for their mums on this day.

So on this day, I would like us all to pause for a moment and think of those little ones who do not have mothers to love them and be thankful for our children and our mums (for those of us whose mums and mums-in-law are still around instead of complaining about them). Whenever I hear of anyone complaining about their mum/mil whose helping to look after their grandchildren, I can't help but feel that they have forgotten to be thankful and they fail to realise how tiring it must be for an older person to look after very young children.

Happy Mothers Day!

Kiasi

I am kiasi. Not because I am afraid of death (its hard to be afraid of the unknown) but rather because I am afraid of leaving the people I love behind.

I am afraid of leaving my Mr MG behind to raise our kids alone the way my dad had to with us. A man needs a wife to love him and a mother to look after his kids. Its hard enough to be a parent but to be a single parent is many times harder. I salute all single parents.

I am afraid of leaving my little ones behind. They're so young and innocent and have so many more milestones to cover and things to learn. I would not want them to grow up without a mom to love them the way I had to.

So I tell Mr MG. "If I die, you must remarry but got condition one. First, your new wife must love our kids and Second, you better not allow our kids to forget about me. You must keep on telling them about me to remind them." (I'm not sure new wife would like that very much!) The second condition is something I am terrified of because my kids are so young now, I couldn't bear it if they forgot me. (Not that I'd know if I were dead). Hehe. Tough! No wonder my dad never remarried even though he was only 44 when my mom died. His reason has always been "Its not easy to find a woman to love your kids and not want to have some of her own" and he didn't want to have any more kids. 5 of us must have been a handful as it is. Plus, my dad is a simple and straightforward man so I don't think he enjoyed the thought of having an extended family with more kids and the kids all fighting with one another!

Similarly, I've told Mr MG. "If anything happened to you, be assured that though it will be very hard, I will find the strength within me to make sure I go out to get a job and still do the best that I can to look after the children financially and emotionally." I know that being the sole breadwinner the thought of "Whats going to happen to my family without my income?" may sometimes add stress and pressure to his already stressful job so I tried to reassure him. Not sure if it helped though. I told him that "I only appear weak, dependant and helpless now becuse you are around mah." (I am old fashioned mah. I like my man to at least appear to be stronger than me. Hehe. Lucky for me he is.)

Why the sudden morbid thoughts? Because I had to do an MRI of the brain recently to look for a brain tumour (they did not find anything so far but I am still kiasi :PpP) and because 5XMom reminded me and then disallowed comments.

Too Many Occassions to Celebrate

*Check check check calander*

April - Baby's birthday

May - Toddler's birthday, Mother's Day, Wedding Anniversary

June - MG's birthday, Father's Day

Mr MG: Hon, why don't we just pick one day and celebrate all the occassions on that day?

MG: ----------- (speechless)

Apart from our own little family, there are many more celebrations, dad's birthday, sisters, brothers, in-laws, nieces, nephews, close friends. Almost every month there is something to celebrate. Sometimes it can be tiring to keep up, to remember, to buy gifts etc.

One of the things we sometimes disagree about is whether to attend those gatherings. "But I just attended a family gathering of yours last week." is a very common sentence. Sometimes we have to bargain "Ok, ok, we go for this one only but not the next one."

Hehe. How does everyone else solve this problem or is it a problem to begin with?