Embracing Motherhood

After another week of habitual idleness in blogosphere, it feels good to slip back into the old routine, blogging.  I’ve been away for quite a while not because I don’t have the urge to write again or could have been experiencing another writer’s block. I have a lot of things to share with you guys—like my visit in the Philippines, my kids’ impish yet amusing behaviors, their mixed emotions towards their migration to Singapore (oh yeah! they are here already), etc.—so much to tell you that I don’t know which topic do I start first. It’s just that since we got back here in SG, kids have stolen my private moments with the computer and assumed its ownership. The only time I can use the computer is while they’re still asleep or when I haggle with them so I must really make the most of  it.

Honestly, me too are having mixed emotions about our migration. This is going to be a major adjustment for both Gard and I. We’re happy that kids have finally joined us but personally, I also have this sort of discomfort in assuming motherhood single-handedly. Back in Pinas, my mother in-law used to assist me in looking after them. I could go to work without worrying about my kids. I could stay late in the office and still have peace of mind knowing they’re safe. But now, I’m worrying about how our everyday life would be like once they go to school and I get a job. Getting a helper is not in our priority list, at least not now.

September 21 when we arrived in Singapore with the kids. All throughout the flight, Jan, my eldest daughter was crying helplessly. Her eyes were already swollen and no matter how hard I tried to comfort her, she couldn’t stop her tears. She said she’s gonna miss her grandma and our pet dog, Kiki. Meanwhile, my youngest Lian was ever mischievous. Cracking jokes and smirking about her ate’s endless crying. She’s such a noodge and she only stopped when she got a pinch from her ate. They’re always like this, fighting like cats and dogs.  Now I know why my mama in-law would always have high blood pressure. I would surely need an extra dose of paracetamol and ibuprofen.

Anyway, here are some of our photos taken on the day of our departure

See how kulit she is