Monday, October 18, 2010
♥ the bf + kids
i use to think that my bf wasn't very good with kids
but this time... i think i was actually wrong.
and i'm glad i am
11:03 PM
Sunday, December 27, 2009
♥ baby :)
okay my last post may have made me sound a little crazy. baby crazy. haha.
after spending today's service outside in the mum & baby area watching the sermon being streamed via screen, i have realized that there are good quiet babies. and loud energetic babies. ones that are easy to look after. and ones that make you run around like a headless duck.
my boyfriend pointed out to me yesterday that i should stop calling babies 'baby'.. and by their name. because when i was like "babyyy loook at the camera" when taking a photo of cayden and josh yest, he thought i was talking to him.. but really, i was talking to the baby... ...
i must admit, i never really saw my bf as the kid type. but he was surprisingly pretty good with cayden yesterday. which made me smile.
andd.. the coughing fits start again. ARGH. til nxt time~
Labels: boyfriend, children, church, sunday sermon
2:10 PM
♥ baby boys
i want a baby boy.
zeke
they are so cute.
cayden
*sigh*daydreams*
i can't wait til i have kids..
or should i say.. i can't wait til my brother has kids (so i can give them back to their mummy when i'm tired hehe)
Labels: children, family, family friends, future
12:42 AM
Thursday, May 14, 2009
♥ hate.
hate is such a strong word. really =/...
but sometimes i say it without realizing it.. e.g. "eww i hatee thattt"
today my mum brought up the topic of this fall out, i had with an old friend years ago... we're talking like year 4 or 5 or something...
she was telling me how i had told this girl 'not to listen to her parents'... and she told her mum. and then her mum told the school and they called my mum.. etc etc (zzzz.. long story man)
but i was surprised with the new info she gave - that mother of that old friend had called the school to ask that i not be placed in the same year 7 class as her.
like woah =/ was i really that bad of an influence?
anyways. the way I remember it though, is that... i dont remember telling that girl not to listen to her parents. but i do remember telling her that i hated mine.
i remember something along the lines of having a fight with my parents, and i was really angry at them. i went to her house. and i remember sitting on her bed (im pretty sure it was a bunk bed) and i remember telling her how i hated my parents.
and when this whole thing blew up (school got contacted etc and my mother got called up) i remember my mum telling me off because she was told by the school that i told that girl not to listen to her parents. and i remember telling her that i didn't say that. but not being able to explain or say what i really did say... i couldn't bring myself to say to her, that i actually had said that i hated her.
so today i explained to my mother the real story (or what i percieved as the real story). and it was really hard. how do you tell your mother that you once said that you hated her... oh how i was such a silly kid.
but i think i've realized that... when we are young. when we are kids. we don't understand sometimes. we think we do. but really we don't.
you know. it was really hard telling my mum the real story. like really hard. to tell her that i once verbally stated that i hated her.
not long ago, i think it was mother's day. i blogged about how my child would hurt me one day. but i would still love them unconditionally. i wonder how i will feel... when my child tells me they hate me. i know they wouldn't mean it. i know that they're too young to understand. but it would still hurt.
hate. it's such a harsh word.
but sometimes i say it without realizing it.. e.g. "eww i hatee thattt"
today my mum brought up the topic of this fall out, i had with an old friend years ago... we're talking like year 4 or 5 or something...
she was telling me how i had told this girl 'not to listen to her parents'... and she told her mum. and then her mum told the school and they called my mum.. etc etc (zzzz.. long story man)
but i was surprised with the new info she gave - that mother of that old friend had called the school to ask that i not be placed in the same year 7 class as her.
like woah =/ was i really that bad of an influence?
anyways. the way I remember it though, is that... i dont remember telling that girl not to listen to her parents. but i do remember telling her that i hated mine.
i remember something along the lines of having a fight with my parents, and i was really angry at them. i went to her house. and i remember sitting on her bed (im pretty sure it was a bunk bed) and i remember telling her how i hated my parents.
and when this whole thing blew up (school got contacted etc and my mother got called up) i remember my mum telling me off because she was told by the school that i told that girl not to listen to her parents. and i remember telling her that i didn't say that. but not being able to explain or say what i really did say... i couldn't bring myself to say to her, that i actually had said that i hated her.
so today i explained to my mother the real story (or what i percieved as the real story). and it was really hard. how do you tell your mother that you once said that you hated her... oh how i was such a silly kid.
but i think i've realized that... when we are young. when we are kids. we don't understand sometimes. we think we do. but really we don't.
you know. it was really hard telling my mum the real story. like really hard. to tell her that i once verbally stated that i hated her.
not long ago, i think it was mother's day. i blogged about how my child would hurt me one day. but i would still love them unconditionally. i wonder how i will feel... when my child tells me they hate me. i know they wouldn't mean it. i know that they're too young to understand. but it would still hurt.
hate. it's such a harsh word.
Labels: children, family, friends, future, hate, love, pain, parents, relationships
6:33 PM
Sunday, May 10, 2009
♥ a mother's love
today is mother's day.
despite having lots of uni work and assignments to do, we did have family lunch together. excluding my sister of course, who's in europe.
i think i will never be able to express how fortunate i am to have my mother... as much as i may try through my cards or costly gifts... it will never sum up the love she has given me all these years.
as i enter adulthood. yes. im 18 now. it doesn't mean that i leave my parents. yes, i have more responsibility as legally i am no longer a child... but my parents are still a big part of my life.
and they will continue to be. until i get married. and become a mother myself.
i will struggle as all mothers do. i will love my child unconditionally, as my mother loves me. i will sacrifice things for my child... teach my child... pray for my child... sing to my child (oh i hope he/she doesnt cry when i do).... hug my child... protect my child.
but there will be times where i will see my child get hurt. where i have to correct my child. where i may even shout or yell at my child. times where i will fight with my child. times where he/she will break my heart... times where they will disappoint me. hurt me. hate me.
but i will love them unconditionally.
because thats a mother's love.
despite having lots of uni work and assignments to do, we did have family lunch together. excluding my sister of course, who's in europe.
i think i will never be able to express how fortunate i am to have my mother... as much as i may try through my cards or costly gifts... it will never sum up the love she has given me all these years.
as i enter adulthood. yes. im 18 now. it doesn't mean that i leave my parents. yes, i have more responsibility as legally i am no longer a child... but my parents are still a big part of my life.
and they will continue to be. until i get married. and become a mother myself.
i will struggle as all mothers do. i will love my child unconditionally, as my mother loves me. i will sacrifice things for my child... teach my child... pray for my child... sing to my child (oh i hope he/she doesnt cry when i do).... hug my child... protect my child.
but there will be times where i will see my child get hurt. where i have to correct my child. where i may even shout or yell at my child. times where i will fight with my child. times where he/she will break my heart... times where they will disappoint me. hurt me. hate me.
but i will love them unconditionally.
because thats a mother's love.
Labels: assignments, children, family, future, love, mother's day, parents, uni
10:39 PM
