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“Kiss Her Again”

There we are in the dark and cold bedroom; it’s time for us to retreat to our private thoughts and personal space that will be very frequently invaded by random requests, burning questions that absolutely require answers right there and then, the occasional need to pee again, and for sure, final whining and baby talk […] Read more…

Away, Already.

Dear Kids, Uncle J. said to me rather earnestly not too long ago, “I feel sorry for you. Look at you now. You gave up your life and your church work for so long and now your everyday is just spent wrapped up with the two of them.” It took me a few weeks to say […] Read more…

Growing Pains

“Screw independence!”, I thought to myself again, not for the first time since I became a mother. That’s not the first and foremost quality I absolutely need to instil in my kids. The one I’m after is, in my opinion, a lot simpler. I need them to feel secure. I suppose all mothers mother differently, […] Read more…

My 11th Birthday

11 years ago today, I was fasting at this time, hungry but excited, exhausted but thrilled. Why the range of emotions? Because in half a day’s time, I would step into a baptismal font for the happiest experience of my life. Today is my 11th birthday as a Catholic, and it has been an amazing decade […] Read more…

The Final Farewell

My dear Matthew and Emma, The first time you, Matt, ever wore black was on Sunday 30 March, as we join our fellow Singaporeans in bidding our final farewell to Mr Lee Kuan Yew. Emma, you didn’t, because that just happens to be a colour you don’t have in your wardrobe. This picture here was […] Read more…

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