Popular

Sometimes trying to be popular will get you nowhere.

During the time of Jesus, the people around Him were not necessarily always in awe or in love with Him.

Many doubted what He said. 

Many questioned what He did.

Many hated Him.

Many wanted to kill Him.

Did He bow down to pressure to be more politically correct? Did He seek to be buddy-buddy, harmless to all? Say niceties to please the ears of the leaders? 

Jesus didn't come to earth to be popular. He came to speak the truth, to seek our hearts, to turn our faces away from our wicked ways, and return to Him. Take it or leave it. It's ALL OR NOTHING.

Do what's right, do what you're called to do. Just like Jesus.

Haters? Jesus has seen them all. He died in their hands, after all. Died, rose again, victory won. Take it or leave it. It's really all or nothing.

1, 2, 3 and 4

So N had high fever on Thurs. 39+C. Incoherent speech from N was MOST worrying. I've never seen that in my kids. After Hubby sponged him thoroughly and fed him panadol, N's fever subsided through the night and by the next day late morn, he was fine already. Coherent speech was back. Phew.

It's Saturday today, and D woke up with high fever. Grouchiness increased by the hour and appetite was disappearing equally fast too. Oh well. All he wanted to do was to sleep, and so that's what he's been doing so far. After breakfast, E checked her temperature herself. She had mild fever. By lunch time, E was having high fever already. Oh the fun. After lunch, A checked her own temperature and realized she had mild fever too. And she had to go to her classmate's place to do a group project. It's one of those hands-on thing to create a model and then give a presentation kind of group work. Her absence would pretty much mean no contribution from her. But her presence would mean also she would probably be spreading this fever bug to her group mates, potentially making them absent from school next week. Hubby and I were hesitant to let her go. I told A to ask the host parents if it was ok that she went and they were totally cool about it. So she went, and came back at 6pm+ with high fever. Ya, sigh. 

What are my thoughts? Firstly, I can't wait for them to get well. Hopefully it's a simple 1-2 day fever and that's it for the remaining trio. Secondly, in a certain weird sense, I feel less uptight now that ALL of the four have kena-ed the bug, because then I wouldn't have to scream for the remnant healthy kid(s) to stay away/don't touch/share anything with the sick kid. Now that they are in the same boat, I don't have to scream about those things anymore. Now I just focus on temperature taking and ensuring that the fever doesn't get crazy-out of control. 

I hate fevers, I really do. 

Having a baby

A dear friend is due to have her first baby soon. Life's gonna change upside down and inside out. Life will no longer revolve around just the husband or work or the extended family. Life's gonna be harder, sweeter, scarier, funnier, and infinitely more tiring. But it'll be all worth it. 

And would I consider having another little baby of my own? Not if I can help it. Not in a million years. I'm all stretched out literally (LOOK AT MY STRETCH MARKS EEKS!) and figuratively, and sleep deprivation, lack of time to do so many things x 4 has been exhausting. I love my kids. But I think I can't handle any more, for the sake of my (and their) sanity. School fees, medical bills, bus fares, food and clothing...They all add up, and it is not easy on a single income. Why not I go work? Well not yet. Fattening the savings can wait, but my kids' childhood can't. I am already wishing I could turn back time to enjoy my girls' babyhood and toddlerhood once again. I miss their cuteness, baby chuckles and antics. *wistful sigh*

Goodbye, Miss Paul & Piano

My girls had their last lesson with the super awesome Ms Paul today. It's the last because she is moving on to teach at another place which is far from our current and future homes. Traveling takes up too much time and energy from my girls, especially A who has loads of homework almost everyday. Traveling further than the current music school would just kill her (and me probably).

Ms Paul was a godsend and I can probably never find another piano teacher who is more (over) qualified than her. I mean, can u find anyone else who has sang for the Queen of England?? (Ms Paul used to sing and teach chorale singing back in the UK). 

I am glad my daughters had a chance to enjoy learning the piano and a bit of singing under her. Couldn't have asked for more.

For now, we will take a break from piano lessons. Our current place is too hideously messy to invite a piano teacher to come over to teach A (E doesn't want to continue anymore). So we'll have to reconsider again after we move house. The expected TOP is 3rd Q 2014. Soooooo loooooong the wait. And unless God provides a good and affordable piano teacher who is willing to travel all the way to Segar Rd, we might just call it The End of the piano learning journey for the girls. I hope it is "to be continued..." actually. We'll see. 

Life is fleeting

Treasure your loved ones while you still can. 

 

#rememberingMH370

Attention, attention

Now what should I do when someone deliberately does something just to get my attention and admiration? Okay, specifically that person is trying to show off to me their precious treasure (e.g. luxury items, branded schools, great career, beautiful kids, expensive holiday trips, kids' good grades, etc). Of course, people like this kind are not my close friends (my girlfriends are nice people!). Sometimes it's just people I'm forced to interact with. 

I normally roll my eyes and pretend not to notice. I'm just wondering now if I should just give them what they are craving for (my Waahs and Wows) so that they are satisfied and we can just move on? 

People who have the constant need to show off... Are they insecure people? Or are they just arrogant, inconsiderate and proud? 

Whatever happened to humility? And maturity? -____-

I'm thinking of my late grandma

And I miss her.

Wish you could see my kids, Ah Ma.