The first fortnight

It's been two weeks at our new home and it has been good for the soul.

The past two weeks have been a busy one of unpacking, cleaning, buying, cooking, washing. We're trying to get into the groove of running the whole household ourselves (finally!) and while it has been tiring, I am happier. It's cool to see Hubby doing so much more housework than ever before, so that touches my love language part haha. The kids love their rooms. Small spaces, but it is their own space! My kitchen is tiny too, but at least I can decide what to do with it now. 

While brand new things like my ice cube tray turner has broken after the third use (tsk tsk Samsung!), new wooden spatula kena scarred from heat burn, and our precious new light-turquoise sofa has been stained by red wine on Christmas Day... things like these remind me not to over-value the house so much as to forget that these are just material things that we have been blessed with, to be stewards of. Don't hold on too tightly to them, must remember to keep the focus on using the house to be a blessing to us and others.

We just hosted our first family Christmas dinner at our place for our immediate families and it turned out nice. Simple but cosy. Looking forward to having more of our friends over to just hang out and chat. My kids can also finally ask their friends to come over to play or do project work together. 

We are finally home and so thankful to God for that. We are very much blessed. 

The last day of madness

I have been such a mad mom. Screaming at the kids to clear their unwanted stuff and to pack their belongings into boxes. There has been much resistance, disobedience and dilly dallying. And on my part, much screaming and angry death stares at the trio. 

I have a day left to go before the big move. Hubby and i don't think we can pack 100% of everything. There will be remnants and it will be okay. We can drive back here again and again to pack the nitty gritties in less hurry after the important and/or heavy stuff are moved over to the new place.

We have a day to go, and I want to be nicer to my kids and Hubby. I am praying for God's peace. And gentleness. 

So here we go! 

12.12.14

That's the day we'll be moving house!

Happy birthday, son!

N finally turned 6!

He is a sweet guy, to be honest. He has a sensitive soul, yet has a hearty chuckle for anything funny to him too. He is quite high C, so no changing of rules or plans too much. He cannot tahan one. He absorbs information around him like a sponge, and remembers stuff well. Just now, he beat me to the memory card game (pair up same numbered cards) by a wide margin! My memory is quite bad also haha. 

N looks out for the needs of his loved ones sometimes and when he notices for example, that my arms were tied up because I was carrying his napping brother, he just goes to get me a glass of water without me asking. Yea, heart melt moment. ;) Moments like these are not exactly regular, but it happens. And when it happens, you know he really does care and love. 

N has become more like a typical boy in recent months, where he goes running around everywhere, plays imaginary shooting games with whatever stuff is in his hands, and goes "bang bang bang" with his soft toys at night when it is bedtime. How do I know? His sisters. They are partially amused, but mostly roll-eyes at his antics. Just like how I did when I was young girl who just didn't understand why my younger bro kept playing with his Transformer toys or He-Man stuff and always want to pretend kill, shoot or hit his toys. Like, don't they ever get sick of going "bang-bang-bang"?   O_o"'

I like the fact that N really wanted to learn cycling so that he could cycle and hang out with his Dad in their cycling gear. It is just awesome to see his perseverance and don't-give-up attitude in his attempts to learn cycling. I'm glad that he did it and am so proud of him. Especially since I know how hard it is and me still not being able to cycle! 

N, you truly are a gift from God. We love you!