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    The Hubz & I

  • Our Little Prince, Matthew

    “The Light of My Life” ~ Never did I know how wide my heart could stretch and how much love I have to give, until you came into my world.

  • Our Little Flower, Emma

    “You Complete Me” ~ You restored me, you made me whole again, and my little boo-boo, I’m so glad you’re here.

  • Maya & Inca

    We cannot love every animal in the world, but we can always embrace the privilege to love those that come our way.

Prayer of My Heart

http://matthewsmomma.wordpress.com/2013/08/07/prayer-of-my-heart/ Sometimes, at nights mostly, as I put Matthew to sleep, I still find myself pained by the thought of losing my baby. I say “still find myself” because this is a fear I’m supposed to have worked through. But it still returns, every now and then, when I’m not careful with wandering thoughts, or […] Read more…

My vocation away from church

http://matthewsmomma.wordpress.com/2013/07/04/my-vocation-away-from-church/ I found the very thing I never even knew was missing from my life, is how I describe my Catholic identity. This photo here, captures that very moment when I was baptised (10 April 2004) and the subsequent years after was when my faith was nurtured, tested, solidified and constantly renewed, with every bump […] Read more…

Our pad, a work-in-progress

It’s 10.30pm, my baby has been asleep since 9pm, and I’ve just finished with the household chores – simples ones, like washing up and packing after Matt – and have finally sat down to unwind for a bit before I turn in. A packet of chilli-flavoured potato chips is what I’m currently devouring – a […] Read more…

3 days to The Big Move

At one point, it did seem like we were never going to move. But here we are, three days to The Big Move. Three-and-a-half years of marriage and five moves later, this is by far the toughest move yet. We will literally be moving into an almost blank unit, since a lot of our furniture […] Read more…

Packing… & unpacking…

http://matthewsmomma.wordpress.com/2013/05/28/packing-unpacking/ Tuesday 280513: Day 01 without helper and husband with me. It’s just me and Matthew today, the whole day for 14 hours, from 7am to 9pm. Our helper has gone home, and Augz went back to work after a day off yesterday to settle our house reno. Thank God for my in-laws’ helper to […] Read more…

Instant Tears

http://matthewsmomma.wordpress.com/2013/05/21/instant-tears/ An ordinary Monday afternoon. Mucking around with my son in the living room. He climbs the couch and indicates that he wants to sit on the couch “like a big boy”, as I’ve been teaching him to do. I take my spot beside him, and in the midst of that, clumsily knock my heel […] Read more…

A peace that the world cannot give

I found myself travelling back some nine years in time, all from one line in the Gospel reading at Mass yesterday. That line is from John 14:27: “Peace I give you, My peace I give you, a peace which the world cannot give, this is My gift to you. Do not let your hearts be […] Read more…

Enough is Enough.

http://matthewsmomma.wordpress.com/2013/05/06/enough-is-enough/ Over the weekend, our happy little boy became such a spoilt, bratty monster. He wanted what he wanted, and if he didn’t get it, or if we so much as said “no”, he would start crying and screaming like he had just been chastised in the worst way possible. In fact, we didn’t even […] Read more…

One of those moments

http://matthewsmomma.wordpress.com/2013/04/24/one-of-those-moments/ “If today is the end of it all, it would be enough and complete for me,” said Augz one day after the Saturday (several weeks ago) when we brought Matthew to the SingKids indoor playground at Changi Airport. Needless to say, the boy had lots of fun, especially on the slide and in the […] Read more…

A blank canvas

Tuesday 16 April 2013, the first day of the rest of our lives with a Home. Four years after making the first payment for our flat, we finally got our keys. To be honest, Augz and I used to do a lot of things on impulse. Getting Fernvale Crest was another one of those things. […] Read more…

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