As we chatted, she asked me when I got married.
"That's my age now! She smiled.
I saw ourselves in the both of them yesterday too.
Saw 2 Malteses. A 13 years old and a 7 years old, both boys.
The old boy reminds me of Maen. He's not jumpy or excitable like her but he gazes gently and quietly at me when I spoke to him. Maen calms down when I hold her in my arms and watches me so intently like the world stops when I speak to her.
I miss you Maen. I miss you Baileys.
AN asked which of the 2 liked to bully the other. The younger of the 2 Maltese boys is the bully.
Maen likes to initiate play but she's also the first one to belly up.
AN asked if they loved playing with each other.
They did. They really did.
And the pavement we walk on now, the spaciousness and fact that not a lot of people walk around this part of our estate, the furkids would have loved to run free without their leashes.
They each have new companions now. It hurts to have to recall that even if they loved each other and couldn't do without each other, they now have a new family each. And new friends.
I miss them so badly. I deserve this pain. I hope they don't feel anything by now.
I'm sorry babies.....
I'm shivering now.
Miss Ho called and said AN was crying when she got off her bus and couldn't stop crying through assembly.
What happened to my baby? She was ok when I sent her up the school bus. And she had never complained about school. What happened?
ER had been throwing up since last night. He didn't attend school today. AN had my undivided attention since day 1 of Primary school till today. Did she cry because she felt neglected?
Did someone do or say something nasty to her in the bus?
Did she fall asleep and had a bad dream she woke up crying from?
What happened....? :(
This is her 3rd day in school and I'm missing her more each day.
Like the first time she attended preschool, I could feel her absence from home. I missed her more than I missed ER at every of such milestone. I can't explain why.
I cried the first few weeks when she left for school in the morning when she started attending Shekinah. I was on the verge of tears when I brought her home from there for the last time.
I was emotional on her first day at St. Hilda's.
Today is day 3 and I can't wait for her to come home. The past 2 mornings after she left in the school bus, I felt empty. It was the same today.
Not so much for ER. I was actually kinda excited that he's growing up. I was excited when he attended Shekinah in June last year. Maybe I should wait til he goes into Primary School too before I start comparing my emotions.
I would tell them I wish they remain in school when they simply refuse to cooperate at times. I don't mean it. I miss them when they are not around.
This is the agony of motherhood I guess. At least that's for me. I wish for my own freedom when they drive me up the wall and when I do get freedom, I await their return back home.
Quite unfair. Hmm. ....
Happy anniversary to Chris Liow! This must be the most tiring anniversary in years.
My bones are breaking, so are yours, from dashing around the park to checking into the next hotel.
And from carrying the little Tiger because he's cold, or tired, or hungry, or because he's tired of looking at butts when he walks.
Thank God the Princess is good help some of the time.
Thanks for bringing us here.
And the Lord is great! We had a bright and sunny day at the park today (despite the cold weather) after non-stop rainy ones since we reached. Makes this day an enjoyable one.
One more day and it's over. I wish this holiday never ends but I also look forward to going back home because I want to finish washing those laundry in the laundry bag.
Whatever that is, thank God for you in my life. The many struggles we have to face make me appreciate you more each time. But growing up has its pains. For Love to grow stronger, love muscles need to be trained. Bear with me when I'm sore because I'm in the process of building our future on a better note.
I'm exercising some muscle.