Sometimes all we need is to press the reset button

Having a sick kid, sick dad and mom did not make our lives very interesting for the past one week. K prove to be the one with the strongest antibodies as he recovered in less than a week (that’s why I still stick to my insistence not to get him started on antibiotics), dh was heavily sedated through the last weekend, while I have been blowing endless streams of mucus from my nose since Wednesday. Thank goodness we are all better now.

Despite little hiccups like these, there is really so much in life to be thankful for.

Reading about the how people are going hungry around the world, suffering from the aftermath of a recent natural disaster or how lives are lost so tragically. Reminds me how fortunate I am.

Sometimes I get so busy that I tend to miss the small things. The small things can be so simple, yet I believe that we can still find happiness from these things if I made a conscious effort to notice it, appreciate and find joy in it. It really helps to look for simple things in our lives to be grateful for and to savor those things.

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Me ‘Kiasu’?

I never thought I will be thinking of this so soon…but today, I finally succumbed to the common syndrome that plague lots of Singaporean parents; planning ahead for their child’s primary education.

Just a few days ago, I loudly exclaimed to Dh that it is ok to stay where we are at now and then find a nearby primary school to register K in when time comes. I was thinking that it really did not matter and it was alright to drop our privileges (to be in one of the top 10 most popular primary schools in Singapore) to get into Phase 2A1 (if he joins the alumni) or Phase 2A2 for being a ‘old-boy’ of the school. So I thought to myself, “I wonder what is the big deal about getting into a good primary school, I should not be so ‘kiasu’ since K hasn’t even started kindergarten…”

I realised that I have put a foot to my mouth after I spent this morning with my neighbour downstairs; Lay Keng, a SAHM with 4 kids. Her oldest being 15 years old and Seth, her youngest child, is the same age as K. We talked about her children’s experience in primary school, 3 separate experiences and how each varied from the other depending on the type of school the child attends.

We talked about the parent volunteer system, how we can get into Phase 2B of a fairly good Christian primary school near our home (unfortunately distance of school is > than 1km), if the school have any vacancies for parent volunteers. Parent volunteers need to accumulate 40 hours of service (that’s akin to starting volunteering when the child turns 4). Anyhow I am not even certain that I will be accepted as parent volunteer, since I don’t even know what ‘service’ I can offer to the school.

Key take-outs from our conversation? It does make a difference which school the child attends. It will differ from the kind of support teachers/school can give to the other areas of development for the child (apart from academic development). Dh and I came from good primary schools (due to the effort on the part of our parents), so shouldn’t I give my child a chance to be in a better primary school as well?

It dawned on me that I am a kiasu parent, to be even thinking about this even before K turns 3. Just when I told myself from the start of the new year that I will need to learn to be contented, learn to live a day at a time and trust God for my future, I find myself thinking of things that are more than 4 years away. I find it such a irony when I don’t even know what will happen from a year from here, yet I am thinking of something 4 years from now?

It’s bizarre how having a child can make you conceive traits that you previously hope you will never have.

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Christmas with the family

Christmas has always been a really special time of the year for the family. xmas1 We get to spend time with one another,

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Share, chat and enjoy a feast. xmas4

Simply appreciating time together with the family. Having fun,

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giving and caring,

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a celebration for the heart.

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Christmas is not wonderful because of the pleasant surprises…

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Every Christmas song, every lit candle, every wrapped gift reminds me that this is the season of my Saviour’s birth.

“‘They shall call His name Immanuel,’ translated as, ‘God with us.’” (Matthew 1:23)

 

Here’s wishing all friends a Blessed Christmas!

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