Peeping at a Blessed Mess: November 2008

Tuesday, November 25, 2008

3 hours off!

I got me a much-needed haircut, and had dinner at the Orange. A very simple meal, all on my own, yet it was so enjoyable. Perhaps it was because I did not have to hold a baby in one hand while maneuvering a spoonful of food hopefully and artfully towards my mouth. Perhaps it was because I did not have to gulp down my meal, while looking out for the first signs of her restlessness/ hunger/ discomfort.
As I strolled back home, I found myself itching to call and check on Glory. “She’ll be fine,” I told myself, “Trust munch.”
So to make sure I don’t accidentally call/ sms, I zipped my phone into my purse (but not before checking to see if I have missed any urgent calls for help)
As I walked past Watson’s, I found myself looking for baby sunblock.
Uh- oh. Symptoms showing again. (Munch noticed I have a new disease- I ALWAYS walk to the baby product aisle and stare at all things baby, even if there is nothing I need to buy. Even if I’d JUST stared at the same shelf the day before. Same with all Mothercare/ Kiddy Palace/ Pumpkin Patch etc stores.)
So I decided I was not in a fit state of mind to walk into NTUC.

The sad truth is, I have transformed into your typical messy-frumpy mummy. The hairstylist was appalled at the state of my hair. “Wah, how can you stand it?” she asked. “I just wash and tie it up once it dries, I won’t notice anything.” I explained. I’m sure everyone in the salon must have smirked at this shabby ah-soh. Haiz… to think that not so many years ago I used to go for hair treatments every 3 weeks.
And now, in addition to the scruffy hair, I’m constantly decked in the ubiquitous aunty outfit of loose t-shirt and comfy shorts – all the better to whip out a breast easily. Oh wait, did I say breast? I meant milk bottle.
This is bad, is bad, is bad.

I better shape up before my husband notices.

By the way, the emergency call has come. Baby and Hubby are on the way back. Which means I have probably 20 min to quickly make her purees!! (sweet potato and carrot next! Did I mention she loved broccoli? And hated apples? She actually gagged when she tried the apples! Weird.)

And that's my memoir of my 3 hours off!
=)

Tuesday, November 04, 2008

Two Years on: 11.11.2008

It’s been 2 years!

And what a 2-year.
We've been married and unpregnant for 10 months, married and pregnant for the next 9, and married with a child for the last 5months. And been on 3 trips (yes dear, i'm counting)

I love my husband! And Glory loves him too!

Recently, we had to do a piece of homework for the Parenting with Confidence workshop we are attending – to write a family mission statement. From a list of 39 words, we decided to first pick 5 independently, and then discuss which of the short listed ones to include in our Family Mission Statement.

Here are the words to choose from:
Adventurous
Celebration
Courageous
Drug-free
Grateful
Honest
Just and fair
Loving
Moral
Obedient
Safe
Friendly
Well-mannered
Caring
Community focus
Creative
Fun
Heritage-honouring
Hospitable
Kind to animals
Loyal
Music is valued
Optimistic
Sporty
Tolerant
Hardworking
Tidy
Cooperative
Culturally aware
Financially competent
Generous
Healthy
Uniqueness is valued
Learning is valued
Responsible
Punctual
Close-knit
Dependable
Peace-making

Amazingly, of our 5 choices, 4 were the same! What are the chances of that?! (ok, this is where the Raymonds among you start calculating probability).

Munch chose loving, well-mannered, moral, close-knit and fun, and I chose loving, well-mannered, moral, responsible and close-knit.
See, our values are so similar, how can I not marry him! =)

Anyway, here’s our family mission statement:

Our family is loving and close-knit.
We will value morality, fun and responsibility.
We will always try to be well-mannered and respectful.
To those within our family, we will love unconditionally, emphatize, forgive and comfort each other.
To those outside our family, we will be caring.
The greatest priority for each person in our family will be our relationship with God.

Was looking at our honeymoon pics, and hehe, our honeymoon was so “us”. Unplanned, random, ending up at the most un-touristy places (Vacaville community library… Redondo Bay… Random deserted roads/ wilderness/tracks…)

Can’t wait to do it again =)

God willing, we’ll have 50 years or more to do it.

When I’m old n white-haired, I wanna hike with you in the mountains, visit quaint towns in obscure lands, camp with you by the sea, drive around in a caravan, re-confirm the best prata again and again...
I’ll hold my walking stick in one hand, your hand in the other, and we’ll talk about when we first met, our latest trip, our next trip, Glory’s first smelly poop and the garlic restaurant at San Francisco.
But even if we can’t walk or talk or remember, I’d still love sitting next to you, and simply enjoy being yours.
I love you, you funny cute sweet fella. =)

The name of my next child

Haha, prophetic or what! Was looking at our wedding vows (our 2nd anniversary is coming up!!) and realized we've decided on the names of our kids way back in 2006!

The Vow
I, Shuyan, take you, Wencong, to be my husband and closest friend from this day on.
I promise to respect you, honour you and to submit to you, as to the Lord.
I will love you, care for you and encourage you.
I commit to be your helper and faithful companion through the seasons of life,
And to build with you a loving household that will bring glory and pleasure to our Lord Jesus Christ.
I will be yours in sickness and in health, for richer or poorer, through joys and sorrow.
As long as we both shall live, I am yours.

My next child's called Pleasure!
=)