5 things I will do differently in 2015

“Auntie! Auntie!”

I heard a voice, a distance away; behind me, as I was walking quickly towards the lift.

I ignored the voice. That voice seemed to come from a teenager-of-sorts or an army boy.

Of course, I ignored it.

The only “Auntie”  I response to come from little children of my own kids’ age group.

The childish and innocent voices. “Auntieeee……” ; so cute lah!

Of course, I will stop my tracks to help a young little one.

“Auntie! Auntie! Xcuse me, Auntie!” the voice loomed nearer.

I walked a little faster (maybe too deliberately).

Wrong move, THE VOICE chased up with me.

I had to stop my pace unwillingly, turned around and quizzed at THE VOICE.

It turned out to be as I have expected : a teen boy who is probably 18 to 19 years old.

“Auntie ah, xcuse me ah, where is Blk 5?”

“I am not telling you.” haha!; his face is a concoction of panic and puzzlement; unsure of what he did wrongly.

“I am not telling you because you called me Auntie.” I retorted; looking annoyed but more teasingly.

“It’s over there, little boy. Next time try using Miss when you need help” I stopped myself from pointing to a different block! 😛

“Oh…sorrie sorrie ah, Thank you.”

#truestory


That was my story. I hit past mid 30s this 2015.

Time and tide waits for no man. Wrinkles and eye bags wait impatiently for all (most) women. They come in waves; oh so subtly sometimes. At least that’s true for me!

Admittedly I have aged; matured and it’s perhaps time to live my life a little different from past years.

So I purposed myself to join this blog train hosted by a fellow Mommy blogger – Rachel – to list down 5 (or 15) things that I will do differently in 2015. I couldn’t list 15 ‘cos I am not sure if I can keep to even 5!!

I seldom do New Year Resolutions. Simply because it never worked for me! The husband said it’s no discipline. I choose to think of myself as free-spirited; spontaneous! 😀

But here are 5 little things I will commit to doing differently this year in a bid for some form of improvements in my life.

1) Exercise

Commit to exercising at least once a week.  This is A LOT coming from one who don her short shoes possibly only once a year? Truly not ambitious in this area; but now that I said it – I will endeavour to do it. 😀

First step to “un-auntify” myself. Some say the glow from exercising makes you look and feel younger too!

Just to share – there are a few places providing FREE mass lessons in open areas if you are keen to try out a new sports/activity (such as badminton, yoga, zumba etc) for yourself or your children. One of them is the not-so-new Sports Hub. Check their website for more details.

Eizac

2) Healthier Eating habits

Most friends who know me well know that I can almost be bribed with (good) food. But with age catching up and metabolism losing steam, I am trying to be more selective; i.e. less processed, less salt, less oil, more vegetables, fruits. Actually eating less food will work in my case. haha..

As I am still managing medication for hyperthyroidism since the 2nd pregnancy, it is a gentle reminder that health is wealthier than wealth. So yes, if you must treat me, bring me healthier food options ya. 😛

3) Spiritual Food

After becoming a Mummy, my permanent place in church is the nursery room. It is all so good that the church caters to us, Mummies’ needs, and provide a live telecast so we can catch bits and pieces of the service while we chase after the toddler/s. But it is still so different when you can bask in whole praise/worship and etc. Then again, it doesn’t help that I am one who finds it hard to let go. Truth to be told, I just don’t trust anyone with my boys. They have to have only Mummy around with them. My mind would be travelling a thousand miles to the nursery room even if I get to sit in the main service.

But I know I have been far for a while. So, I will do it a little different this 2015. Read a different translation of the Bible, rely less on my own strength (and more of God’s) and remember my first love.

4) Slow to speak, quick to listen

Now’s what that? My long-time friends will know me as a sharp shooter, in words. But over the years, I have mellowed down (seriously yes!). Nevertheless, sometimes I still shoot myself for saying something totally wrong or sensitive without putting my pea-sized brain to work. It can be in the form of digital/print or verbal words. Often, it became more tedious trying to take the words back and mend the relationships or change the image that was being portrayed. The intent can be benign but the outcome deemed as malicious if the words and actions came out totally wrong.

This 2015, I will bite my tongue tighter and grow my ears that longer to listen well.

“Therefore, my dear brothers, let every person be quick to listen but slow to speak, slow to get angry;” James 1:19

5) Dating the husband

Last but not the least! I list it as the last of the 5 things because some might just scroll down to the bottom of the blog post to get the whole story without reading the body! hahaaa..

After 2 children, the couple dates are getting rarer if any to start with. I wrote this blog post on my sons’ future girlfriends and the husband always remind me that when the boys are all grown up, he will be the one still walking next to me! The hint is loud and clear. I better sow the seeds now!

And so my dear husband, this is for you. Let’s date more.. at least once a month? 😛

Jus the 2 of us


There goes my simple fiver list for 2015. Do you hope to do something differently in 2015 as well? Journey with the rest of the mommy bloggers in this blog train for some inspiration!

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Next up on this blog train is:

Felicia

Felicia Tan

A homeschooling mama of two. She aspires to nourish the heart, mind body and soul of her family. “The world is our school” is her mantra so be it a stroll to the market nearby or a vacation to Europe, she encourages curiosity and inquiry from her children. Her passion for cooking and healthy living drives her to churn out nutritious but easy-to-prepare meals so you can expect to see some healthy recipes on her blog. She also shares her parenting thoughts and learning activities as she goes about her journey and discovery as a homeschooling mama of Princess and The Rock.

Girlfriend.Girlfriends.I already dislike them.

I have 2 handsome boys.

And I know they will break my heart one day.

It is a dilemma I acknowledge.

As much as I want them to grow up to be fine young gentlemen and learn to treat ladies with due respect and love a woman single heartedly; deep down in my heart – I know I will be green with jealousy when that day arrives. Can I say I already dislike all my sons’ future girlfriends? hahahaaa….. (*evil laugh*)

Or rather the protective mother hen emerge! How can you blame mothers? Mothers have this instinct to perhaps, over-protect, over-nag, over-suspicious and over-emotional. I still remembered the first time I met my now in-laws some 16 years back. 🙂 Mothers are often the ones who will want to continue the “mothering” of their “Mama’s boy” and leaving Fathers to take on a protective shield over their precious “Daddies’ girls”.

I have 2 charming boys.

And I know they will charm some (good) girls one day.

And I am seeing it now!

There is this cutesy fair girl from school who bears the name “Olivia” – the name of the character of this series of books he was reading last year. Xi En announced to me after a few days of school that he likes Olivia. I am not sure if it’s the name or the person. 😀

There is this tall and strong girl in the neighbourhood whom he enjoys following around. Superwoman is fun to be with! 😀

Superwoman

And there is this pretty Australian girl in a colorful tutu dress whose hands he held on so endearingly throughout our stroll in the Melbourne city. My college friend’s daughter! He proudly counted “E” as one of his friends when he tallied his “friends count”. 😀

It is heartening to see that Xi En is friendly to (most) girls and treat them nicely. And I am glad he’s in the “right orientation”. Heheheh.

I know one day I won’t be the only one who can wipe his tears when he fall, bring a smile to his face with smothering kisses and welcome him home with a bear hug.

Be still, mommy’s heart. We have some years to go before his heart includes another woman besides his Mommy! Till then, I will do my best to bring up fine young men. You are most welcomed, my dear future daughter-in-laws. 🙂

Happy Friday and weekend to come everyone!

P.S: Do you have a son too? Like me, do you watch his growing up with lots of pride and some butterflies in the stomach too? 🙂

Mummy. Mommy.Mom. Mum. Mother.

I goggled the definition of “Mummy” and this came out from Merriam-Webster  dictionary:

1. a: a body embalmed or treated for burial with preservatives in the manner of the ancient Egyptians.

b: a body unusually well preserved

Eekkss…. Not quite what I am looking for! Maybe I should stop using “Mummy” as a term for “Mother”.

“Mother” is more right.

From the Free Dictionary.com: A Noun (A Female Parent). An origin (eg. mother of invention). An adjective (Mother love). A Verb (Mothered; mothering).

Not going through an English lesson here. I did badly in that in school.

Mummy or Mum or Ma Ma or Mom is such an endearing term when you are a first-time Mom. Actually even if you are a multi-time Mom, it is always so heart-warming when your baby first utter that sweet word.

I can just melt like an ice-cream when Xi En first called me Mom.

Eizac: He’s really the baby in the house. His first word came a little later than his brother. And no, for the records, it is not Mummy, not Daddy.

You guessed rightly? It is “Kor Kor” (it means “older brother” in our dialect). The bigger brother didn’t think of it as any big deal but “Kor Kor” must be some kind of hero in the little brother’s eyes that he “recognised” him first.

Not in any kind of race game here; but again for records; the next word Eizac uttered when he was around 15th month is “MOMMY”! Yeah! “MUM—–MMMYYYY”! It started with a shy note of “Ma” and then “Mum-mi” and then now….. it is a full blown, loud with gusto “MOMMMMMMMMMMMMYYYYYYYYYYYYY”!

And suddenly, coming to 18th month soon, Eizac thinks that endearing term is a punctuation, a conjunction, a verb, an adj; it is anything.

The moment he wakes up: 1st word: Mommy

When he wants milk: Mommy (besides “meh meh” – it means “milk milk”)

When he has a nightmare: Mommy!!!

When he fell down: MOOOOOOMMMMyyy (with tears and mucus)

When he couldn’t find the right puzzle piece: Mommy!

When he saw the plate of fruits on the table (and wanna eat): Mommmmmmmy!

And even when I am not at home or somewhere else in the house; he addresses everyone as “Mommy”. From the helper to his grandmother to his Daddy (Except “Kor Kor” because Xi En is in one special category in his mind I think).

It isn’t that he doesn’t know how to call “Po Po”, “Auntie” or “Daddy”. He knows and says them well too.

It is just that “MOMMMMMMMMYYYYYYYYYYYYY” seemed to be a plural form for anything and everything. It is a punctuation, a coma and a full-stop.

It is cute somehow sometimes (till he gets clingy). I am not complaining (much).

I am enjoying that stage of “Mommy-in-the-first-place-in-my-heart” stage till it fades off. Smile