Wednesday, February 13, 2008

A bun in the oven.... AGAIN!

just to jot down some thoughts here...

I didn't expect the second baby to come this soon but I thank God for blessing us with the baby. Eva's been fighting for attention (somehow she can just sense it....) and I have been really tired. We're happy.

Thursday, January 31, 2008

From SAHM to WAHM? May be...

Okay, okay, I still haven't given it up, not fully... Deep inside my heart, there's still a tiny voice whispering -- I want to work!!! *SIGH*

Tuesday, January 29, 2008

Happy Family of Three

Froggy Family
Well, the progress on this second sewing project has been slow. I just managed to get them all done yesterday. Voila! The happy family of three lil frogs, namely Daddy Frog, Mommy Frog and Baby Frog. I'm afraid they will just have to be stuck with these generic "names" while I come up with something better. Then again, these names are not too bad, they kinda grow on you, huh? hehehe...

Thursday, January 24, 2008

Domestic Diva in the making... NOT

Eva's birthday is coming up. And, I just realise that my DH and I have taken more than 700 photos of the baby. I'm ever so grateful to whoever incorporated the camera into the mobile phone and the inventor of the phone memory card. Okay, my point is, if not of these modern day convenience, I would have no idea where to store that many photos of the baby. But again, I wouldn't have taken that many photos in the first place without this handy mobile phone camera.

Though the photos are stored in the memory card, we need to do something about them, like sort and store them in a easily retrivable manner, or may be beautify them? The idea of scrapbooking come to mind. I have to admit that whenever I saw or heard the word "scrapbooking", I used to picture an old lady sitting by and sorting through a table piled with papers, stickers, scissors and photos. Well, now I've become that old lady...

So, I'm cultivating a new hobby now, on top of the sewing. Don't you think that I'm becoming more and more domesticated? hehehe...

Home Inc.

I am kind of reluctant to tell some family members and friends that I stay home full-time with my daughter. But, they love to ask… Often, instead of cheers and encouragement I get comments like, "Why are you wasting your education?" and, "Won’t you miss doing something with your brain?" Well, anyone who’s ever stayed home with their children for any length of time knows that it takes brains to raise kids. In fact, in the eleven months that I’ve been a stay-at-home mother, I have learned more about time management, efficiencies, sustainability of resources, negotiation and EQ than I did during the many years I spent working for a large established company.

Some ask me, "Why?". Well, one of the reasons I had my daughter was to be with her and I like her (most of the time :P). Sure it can be tough but all paths in life have tough moments, they help us to grow. Indeed, I have done quite a fair amount of growing up in the past months. Still, my pace can barely keep up with my daughter’s. She’s growing at an amazing speed, day in and day out, she surprises me. There’s not one moment I want to miss growing with her.

Some may ask, is being a stay-at-home mom harder work than holding down a full time job outside the home? It’s certainly a different kind of hard work, and it deserves respect, as well. Though I have, many times, wondered if I’ve made the right decision to stay home with my baby, whether due to a comment heard from a loved one about wasting my education, or contemplating to make a big purchase after cutting the household income, or dealing with the lack of my own personal income and inevitably being tempted to go back to work.

I still relish in the fact that my mother always sent me off to school in the morning (most of the time in a chaotic manner, …hahaha…) and was always home when I got home from school. That was such a constant source of comfort to me. I feel very good about the fact that my mother has always been a constant in a constantly changing world for me and I want to pass on this legacy to my daughter.