Extra lessons not enough?!

I wonder if most mothers went through the same thing as me... Every time I bring Charlotte for her abacus class, she will have to stay back till an hour later then she will be allowed to go home.

Teacher will always feedback on how inattentive Charlotte is. She will be distracted at the tiniest thing that happens in class. She has loads excuses - go toilet to poo, go toilet to pee, need to drink water, need to wash hands, need to rest her eyes, hungry etc etc. It's endless...

Sigh. I am lost for words. Other kids all go home after 1 1/2 hours and my girl has to stay back for "detention". Every time I fetch her I will have to apologize to her teacher. Feels super paiseh!

Sighs.

Teacher says that she wants to send Charlotte for Abacus contest. OMG! It's my nightmare. She now time her for her papers, gave her loads homework and gave her a mental card. I don't know if she can make it but all I hope is that she is not too stressed out.

Numbers are boring... So now I am teaching her - cat . rat . hat . bat . Making her learn to spell it and pronounce it correctly. Maybe I should send her for phonics. Maybe speech and drama isn't enough. I am such a stressed and contradicting mother! BOO!

WSH Award 2012

Disclaimer: - Efforts were not put in by me. I was only representing UE Square to receive the award.

Counting Down to Terrible Twos

Charmaine is a tough one...

Whenever she's not given something, she makes a fuss, cries and sit then eventually lay on the floor refusing to get up! This always make my blood boil. I would held her up almost immediately cos the floor is dirty and whack her fatty butt without hesitation of the stares from all over the world. I am rather cool on the stares cos I always have that "wait till you are in my shoes" thinking. So please feel free to stare and make remarks of how exactly I should teach my child. I don't care.

Whenever Charlotte tries to "catch" her for me or whenever Charlotte caught her, she will scream and cry.

Charmaine destroys everything - cooking set that Charlotte placed on the table neatly, draws on Charlotte's book, messing up the house... etc

She insists on self feeding every time and always make a horrible mess out of it but I am happy that she is learning to be independent... hopefully.

The both girls never fail to take turns to complain to me about each other and I have to explain and coax the crying one and make them hug and kiss each other after each saga. The next moment when I am busy with housework, they were hugging, laughing and playing around with each other happily.

I wonder did we behave the same when we were young... I don't remember but I know my mum is great! I could never be a stay at home mum with 3 kids and a busy husband.

Death.please.go.away!

I always felt that death is far far away from me. I am still young. My family is still young. I still have a lot to do. My career is hanging midway. I have not toured Europe. I want to see my kids grow up, get married, build up their own family. I want to see my grandchildren. I still have many tonnes of uncompleted work in office waiting for me...

I became all emotional after I visited a relative whom passed away this afternoon. She laid on her bed peacefully after her defeated battle with colon cancer. She is freed from all the pain that the cancer monster gave her. It's devastating to face the whole somber situation, to face death so near yet so far. I don't know how to react, don't know what to say, don't know what could I do to ease their loss, don't know how could I help... Seeing the faces of those whom are really close to the deceased, hearing their cries, makes me afraid of death.

I realize that I am not young anymore. I have to face anything that comes anytime, even if it's an unwanted "surprise" I am totally not prepared for.

Since young after every funeral I went, I secretly prayed to god. Prayed that god will take away my living years to give my parents. Prayed that god will let me suffer any illness that my parents are going to suffer. I know it's impossible but still prayed for miracle. I always tell god, please make me the special one.

As my family grows bigger I begin to worried more. I don't want to lose Ivan. I don't wish anything to happen to my children. I wish that my parents are always there for me. I wish that my siblings and their family are well. Wish that my family's Saturdays "meetings" are forever!

I will not take family for granted. I will treasure what I have. I will treat everyday as if it's my last. I will love everyone around me. Just with a little more effort to live with no regrets.

"Ma Chiam" like getting freebies

Trying to register for playgroup for my 2nd... Faced same issues like my 1st... Either full, a long long waiting list, Charmaine is too young & not toilet trained, we don't have N1 classes, etc.

There is even waiting list for ard 10 pax for a half day playgroup at $320+ where full day Childcare costs only $340+... Ironic really... Argh!