27 February 2013

Slow Down Mommy




Slow Down Mommy, by Rebekah Knight 

Slow down mummy, there is no need to rush,
slow down mummy, what is all the fuss?
slow down mummy, make yourself a cup of tea.
slow down mummy, come and spend some time with me.

Slow down mummy, let's put our boots on and go out for a walk,
let's kick piles of leaves, and smile and laugh and talk.
Slow down mummy, you look ever so tire,
come sit and snuggle under the duvet and rest with me a while.

Slow down mummy, those dirty dishes can wait,
slow down mummy, let's have some fun, let's bake a cake!
Slow down mummy, I know you work a lot,
but sometimes mummy, its nice when you just stop.

Sit with us a minute,
and listen to our day,
spend a cherished moment,
because our childhood is not here to stay!

http://slowdownmummy.blogspot.co.uk



I read the above poem and it really touched me right in my heart.
It is a gentle reminder to slow down and spend some time with Timmy everyday.

I flipped through our old photos together, and just realised how tiny and small he was.
It was just few years ago, and he has grown so much, in just few years time...
Oh... how time flies...

It reminded me again, to treasure these moments that I have with Timmy,
because childhood is not here to stay...











Look at how little and tiny he was in the photos below....




And this, he has outgrown his baby box. Hahahaha...


















This is another growing up moments, captured.
I prayed and he prayed, looked at how he put his hands. :) 

When we had our pirate play 





And last, but not least, I really like this one.
Timmy is looking at Papa, and imitating him. Hehehehe... *Smile*




23 February 2013

Chicken Pox

This morning, when we were having breakfast, out of the blue Timmy asked me: 
"Mom, why cacar air is called chicken pox? 
Do we get chicken pox if we come near the chicken?"

Me: "No Tim, you don't get chicken pox if you come near the chicken. It's caused by virus." 

Tim: "Then why is it called chicken pox? If you get chicken pox, do you look like the chicken?"

Now, he gets me thinking, "Yeah? why is it called chicken pox? Not bubble pox or something, since it has bubble with water in it?"

He likes chicken so much, he even has his 'little chicken' to accompany him to sleep. 
Hehehee..

I searched Google and found the following answers usefull:

  • Chickenpox is an infectious disease which usually occurs in children, causing slight fever and an eruption of transparent vesicles (blisters). It is caused by a herpes virus called varicella-zoster, which also causes shingles.
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  • http://kidshealth.org/parent/question/me…

    Chickenpox got its name from the blisters that are seen with the illness. These red spots - which are about 1/5 inch to 2/5 inch (5mm to 10mm) wide - were once thought to look like chick peas on the skin. So chickenpox got its name from cicer, which is the Latin word for chick peas. In case you were wondering, chickenpox never comes from a chicken!
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  • The word chickenpox comes from the Old English word "gican" meaning "to itch" or from the Old French word "chiche-pois" for chickpea, a description of the size of the lesion

A Bedtime Story from Timmy

In the afternoon, I scolded Timmy for speaking so rudely to me. 

During bedtime, he said to me: "Mom, I want to read you a story, instead of the other way around." Me: "Oh, are you trying to be nice to me to make up for what you did?" Tim smiling shyly: "Yes, Mom." Me: "Alright Tim, that's nice of you. Thank you for the story." 

And then half way down the book, he said: "Mom, I am having a sore throat, after reading that much. Can you please continue the story?" 

:) :) :)




20 February 2013

A Chat with Timmy

I had a chat with Timmy the other night, and he told me: 

Tim: "Mom, do you know what? God is not in this world. He is not in the outer space either. You cannot find Him in the outer space. He is in this place called Heaven." 

Me: "But God is in this world too Tim." 
Tim: "But we cannot see God. He is invisible." 
Me: "Yes, he is invisible. But He is here with us. Like the wind, we cannot see the wind. But we can feel the wind."

Tim: "So, can God see us?"
Me: "Yes, God can see us."
Tim: "So, God has 2 sets of eyes. 1 is to see in Heaven, and 1 is to see the earth."
Me: "Mm...(thinking), yeah...you can say it that way Tim."

Me: "Now let's go to sleep." (Before he asks any other question, that I cannot answer.) Hehehe..

Life


My Life

Reflecting upon my life lately, made me think.....

I have a language centre to run, but come to think of it, I don't enjoy running it...
When I think that a lot of people are out there pursuing their career, why am I not interested in pursuing a career and really wanted to be a full time mommy instead?    I have an aunt who is in her 60, and just opened a bread store. Imagine, she is 60 and stared a brand new thing, and here I am in my 30s and wanting to close my business?   What a total opposite?  Is there anything wrong with me?  We have a business and it's running and I want to close it down?  Why?

It made me think and there are several reasons:  
- It has caused several arguments between Benny and I.
- I don't enjoy managing people, ie the teachers.
- It takes out my precious time that I could have spent with Timmy.   I could have played something interesting with Timmy, while I have to teach other people's kids.
- The mothers are demanding beyond words, and the kids are naughty too.
- Timmy doesn't enjoy being there.  He told me a lot of times about it.
- We don't earn that much profit anyway. It's better off that I just rent out the place and have a piece of mind.

So, what do I do on my daily basis?
I think the picture below reflects it so well...


I don't get paid for what I do, but I get the reward in being with Timmy, heard his stories as I picked him up from school, as we chatted along the way...., saw him grew up, because childhood is not here to stay.

The poem below is quoted from slowdownmommy.blogspot.co.uk, by Rebekah Knight
Slow down mummy, there is no need to rush,
slow down mummy, what is all the fuss?
Slow down mummy, make yourself a cup tea.
Slow down mummy, come and spend some time with me.

Slow down mummy, let's put our boots on and go out for a walk,
let's kick at piles of leaves, and smile and laugh and talk.
Slow down mummy, you look ever so tired,
come sit and snuggle under the duvet and rest with me a while.

Slow down mummy, those dirty dishes can wait,
slow down mummy, let's have some fun, let's bake a cake!
Slow down mummy I know you work a lot,
but sometimes mummy, its nice when you just stop.

Sit with us a minute,
& listen to our day,
spend a cherished moment,
because our childhood is not here to stay! 



And I felt that if I continue on running this place, I would lose Timmy's precious childhood.
As I teach, Timmy mainly plays computer games, while we were there.
We would come home at 18.00, I rushed to cook / warm up dinner, and we had dinner, then I washed the plates. Timmy would then had his shower, while I cleaned the dining table and threw the garbage out for the day.

Here's my current daily routine:
06.00 : I wake up, get changed, make the milk for Timmy, wake him up, prepare breakfast.
06.15-06.30: Timmy gets ready for school by himself and goes down for breakfast.
07.00: Send Timmy to school.
07.20: Cleaned the language center.
08.30: Go home, eat my breakfast, washed the plates from Timmy's breakfast and mine.
Then cleaned the house.
Then do the laundry.
Watched TV for a while.
Cook meals.
12.00: Shower, lunch and then it's about time to pick Timmy up from school.
Pack lunch and everything to bring to language center
01.30: Stay at the language center until around 18.00.
18.00: Go home, prepare dinner.   Then had dinner together.
19.00: Washed the dirty plates, while Timmy had his own shower, and I cleaned the dining table and threw the garbage away. Then locked the door for the night.
20.00-20.30: Bed time stories for Timmy.
and the same routine continues the next day.


I had the following quote that I got from a friend at facebook SLBuku:
"Karena Isteri TIDAK BEKERJA..???"

Seorang suami mengeluh karena merasa capek... capek dan capek....

Berikut tanya jawab antara seorang suami (J) dan Psikolog (T)..

T : Apakah pekerjaan Pak bandy?
J : Saya bekerja sebagai Akuntan di sebuah Bank.

T : Isteri Bapak ?
J : Dia tidak bekerja. Hanya ibu rumah tangga saja.

T : Tiap-tiap pagi siapa yang menyediakan sarapan?
J : Isteri saya menyediakan sebab dia tidak bekerja.

T : Jam berapa isteri bangun untuk sediakan sarapan ??
J : Jam 6 pagi dia bangun karena sebelum membuat sarapan dia beres-beres rumah dulu..

T : Anak-anak Pak bandy ke sekolah bagaimana??
J : Isteri saya yang mengantar sebab dia tidak bekerja.

T : Selepas mengantar anak-anak, apa yang selanjutnya isteri Bapak lakukan ?
J : Pergi ke pasar, kemudian kembali ke rumah untuk memasak dan membereskan jemuran. Isteri kan tak bekerja.

T : Petang hari selepas Pak bandy pulang ke rumah, apa yang Bapak lakukan?
J : Beristirahat, karena seharian saya capek bekerja.

T : Lalu apa yang istri bapak lakukan ?
J : Sediakan makanan, melayani anak, menyiapkan makan untuk saya dan membereskan sisa-sisa makanan dan bersih-bersih lalu lanjut menidurkan anak-anak.

Berdasarkan cerita di atas, anda rasa siapa yang lebih banyak bekerja???

Rutinitas seharian istri anda dimulai dari sebelum pagi sehingga lewat malam, itu juga dikatakan TIDAK BEKERJA??!!

Ibu Rumah Tangga memang tidak memerlukan segulung ijazah, pangkat atau jabatan yang besar, tetapi peranan IBU RUMAH TANGGA sangatlah penting!

Hargailah seorang isteri. Karena bagaimanapun pengorbanannya tidak terkira. Ini merupakan renungan untuk kita semua untuk senantiasa saling memahami dan menghargai peran masing-masing. Karena adanya rasa "SALING MENGHARGAI " maka semua akan bahagia.

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I didn't have a good night sleep last night, and today I felt tired. 
And I thought, wow, where did I get all those strength for the work I did days before? 
Only God's grace helps me to keep going... 










And here's another final story that I want to share from Pamela Lim, as quoted below:

"You will have to choose between family and career in your life," he walked up to me giving me a prelude to my life in order to entice me to patronize his fortune telling business when I was in Hong Kong. I just laughed and walked on but that thought lingered on my mind for twenty over years since I was a trainee bank executive.

Fortune telling is not something I advocate, but I have to admit his lucky guess turned out true: over the last two decades, there were too many occasions I had to choose between career and my family, but the decision was always easy, the family always wins. My mother often tells me that I could have been a 富婆 (richer woman) if I had chosen my career instead, but I tell her to her agreement that looking at my kids, every sacrifice has been so worth it.

As the country becomes more developed, our divorce rate increases while our birth rates fall, our women go out to work leaving the care of our children to maids and third parties, a sad typical phenomenon in any city in the world. I believe there is an alternative way of looking at things. To me, to be truly happy is to be part of a good team, and it is my job to build that good team.

My team consists of my spouse and my children, and I have rationalized that by putting my husband's career priority over mine and support his career even at the expense of my own, the family will gain. My friend once told his wife to stop working because his one increment is more than her one month pay, so monetarily, the family gains because he can work in peace and get more promotions if she stayed at home. He is retired now, and he was right. The kids grew up well, both husband and wife are happy. I know some women will argue about their own careers and happiness etc etc. Hm... then I'll ask the purpose of a career. For me, in everything we do, including building a career, the ultimate aim is to find happiness. If chasing after a career costs happiness, then the career is not worth chasing.

Consequently, I have chosen to forgo many career opportunities and seek only jobs that ensure I have enough time with my children. To me, an opportunity to sit in the lecture theatre with my son to explain the intricacies of human behavior beats sitting in a negotiation to win million dollar deals. Watching my daughter collect her medal on the podium in my simple T-shirt and jeans beats collecting entrepreneurial awards in my best gown. Ultimately, money and fame is foregone, but happiness and stability in the family is built.

So there. That fortune teller was probably a fluke because he thought that colleague walking with me was my boyfriend, but he made a good guess, because he knew most women will face the same decisions some points in their lives. In fact, I believe the same for men, that career should never be a priority over family happiness. Whatever we choose to pursue, there will be opportunity costs, and for me, it is always group happiness first and then individual happiness will follow, never a tradeoff. ~unquote.




Brain power

As I picked Timmy up from school today, he told me: "you know what Mom, my brain is better than yours because my brain is new while yours is old. My brain is only 7 years old. Yours is 30 something years already. Like cars Mom, the new ones is better than the old ones right?"

 I was too speechless to answer. Hahaha. So I just laughed. In a way it's true, kids brain still absorbs information like sponges. So I just kept quiet. I could have argued that my brain got more information than his...but can't be bothered. hahaha.