Yay!! Happy birthday to you, son.

Has it been that long already? Wow!

Now to think about it, remember what people said about moments slipping by right under your nose, and by the time you sit down to reminisce about your life, you are already 29 years old. Yes yes, that is my age, but my son is already 5 years old. What happened la?

Nevertheless, we are among the lucky ones compared to those who had lost touch (even though they are staying in the same house) with their children. I gossip with him, I cook with him, we go shopping together, we act silly together, we exercise together, we study and do work together, we pray together and we worship the Lord together. Sometimes I would just stare at him when he is expressively, enthusiastically explaining something that he did in school or at church. It is just so entertaining. He is my hero and my best friend. I just hope to tone down on the scolding just because he is still a kid and younger than me. Sometimes his ideas and suggestions are creative and usable. Sometimes he reminds me of things that I have forgotten.


I always tell myself that even though he is small he is still an individual, and we function differently. There are things that he can complement me with and I should welcome that.


And times when he can be just so funny and silly..




A mother just wish and hope the best for her young. I will be there until he or they says that, "Mummy, you can let go of my hand now." Well of course I will keep a watchful eye on them, just in case they need help in raising their kids. There will be a time when I will feel the void of not having them clinging to me 24 hours a day. When that happens of course I will ache for it, but life goes on. But as for now, my boy is 5 years wiser and I am already contented with that..

Just when I was like freaking excited to cook up a chicken dish for Jilus and I, there is no chicken in Carrefour. What happened la??

Maybe they are all hiding?




Definitely the end is near...

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Finally after so much of ups and downs and Lord knows what else in between, Jerro and I went to JPN Petaling Jaya and submitted our marriage registration form together.

It will be a further 21 days of public display on the JPN board (for any bantahan etc), and then another 2 more months after that, then finally on December 26th, we will be registering our marriage.

Exactly a month after December 26th, we will be holding our reception in KL together with the solemnisation of our marriage.

Gosh the big day has finally arrived and I am still in denial. I think I am having cold feet as what every normal people would feel.

However mine is a very different and special case, as this would be my second marriage. And that is why I am extra extra scared. I am only human and I only want the best for Jerro and Jilus. I am still trying to adapt to everything and preparing myself for this married life again.

All I know that with God's blessing and the support of all our loved ones, family and friends I am sure we will have that blessed marriage and life that everyone should have.

Till then..

Does absence really makes your heart grow fonder?

Anyway just dropped Jerro at the airport about 2 hours ago. He will be off to Singapore and Australia until the end of October. Urrgh.. Pretty long absence.

So now I am handling all the works to be done to our house, to the new serviced suite coming up in KL that we just bought, our wedding preparations, our blessing ceremony at our house, the wedding registration in JPN, the chaos going on internally, to continue my insurance business, managing Jilus and last but not least, ensuring that I stay sane, healthy and focus. Super mum I guess.

Wish me luck...

Mothers working as civil servants might actually apply a 5 year leave to take care of their children. Now isn't that a great thing.

Read it at http://thestar.com.my/news/story.asp?file=/2007/9/3/nation/20070903114137&sec=nation

Well for women like me who had quit their job completely and concentrating on free-lancing is another different story. As Jilus goes to school in the morning, I actually rush to get all my appointments done before I fetch him from his Mandarin tuition at 2pm. After that I spend some time with him at home of which of course I persistently force him to go to sleep. This would be only 1 or 2 hours. Else he would not be able to sleep at night.

While he sleeps, I do some work at home. Like filing, paper work, accounts on the investment, paying bills online and preparing for the next morning mad rush. And of course when he wakes up, we go for evening walks to the playground.

By the time we reach home, the rice is cooked and chicken is thawed. Cook up some simple meal and by the time all the cleaning is done, it is time for the little one to sleep.

Well we have not gone into a permanent routine. It still deviates here and there. But I do try my best to put him to sleep early nowadays.

When he goes to sleep I am on the Net for a few hours blogging and reading blogs. I watch a little bit of tv, if there is any nice programmes to watch. When Jerro is here we would hang out at the gazebo for a while and talk.

That is my schedule for now. I do need to do more though. But for the time being, I am pretty swamped.

However I am not sure what will be my routine when Jerro comes into out lives. That will be next year. We will see how it goes...

Today I had a calling (second time actually, the last was about 5 years ago) to get involved in charity. It was more like a sudden strong urge to do it, and even though I do not have the big bucks for it, at least I can help in so many other ways. One way is to create awareness.

So today I will talk about this old folks home located in Papar, Sabah.



It is managed by a group of nuns who really knows their stuff in landscaping and gardening. One of my relative is there so we went there to visit. It was very peaceful and just cosy enough for them to just lay back and enjoy the scenery.



I think at that time it was during the holidays, so they were not much people around. So we pretty much had the place for our own. However the sad thing was that it was a holiday so why are there still people or folks there. Hey they are somebody else's mum or dad or sister or aunt or grandparents. Surely they belong to somebody or in some family somewhere.

It kind of reminded me of this advertisement on television. This bunch of senior citizens were bragging about how high achievers their children were: http://blog.thestar.com.my/permalink.asp?id=859.
So when it came to the last lady she did not brag but she was happy and contented that her son was coming to fetch her to go for holidays. And before she left she said, "Aiya, my son ah will not go anywhere without me one.." How ironic can that be?

Our parents or the senior citizens were our past. Should we just forget their contribution to community, leave them behind and move on?..

Or should the younger generation hold the hands of the old ones and bring them together for the rest of the journey?