So yesterday, I turned the big four - oh! Yikes! It seemed as if was just yesterday when I flew to the UK from DC to celebrate my birthday with my brother as I did not want to be alone on my milestone birthday. My life has certainly changed in the last decade - and for the best.
I spent most of my 30's waiting...waiting to meet the man for me, waiting to have my own children, waiting to find inner peace. Never in my wildest dreams did I expect to be blessed so abundantly.
So as I turn a new decade, I want to share 40 things that I have learned in the last decade. It has been a massive learning experience for me as I transitioned from being completely selfish to someone who barely has time for herself these days (thank God for a husband who is very good at taking care of me).
I would like to think that my story is still being written, my picture is still being painted and the puzzles are still being put together.
I can only look forward to what the next decade has in store.
1. Life is how you make it! (Thanks Dad!!!)
2. Be grateful for what you have
3. Never compare
4. All in God's time
5. Children will drive you to drinking
6. Happy wife = happy life
7. Pray for a partner who makes you a better person
8. Its all about timing!
9. Never judge - you never know what goes on behind closed doors
10. Prayers work
11. I will never be a size 8 -the sooner I accepted my body size, the sooner I became at peace with myself
12. Housework will never end
13. Marriage is a verb
14. Parenthood is like riding a roller coaster ride
15. Children can bring you so much life but also suck the life out of you
16. Food and lifestyle choices do impact your body
17. Appreciate your parents - they are/were trying to do their best
18. Traveling opens the mind
19. Pick your battles
20. Social media is here to stay
21. Why worry about things you have no control of (Thanks Lolo Maneng!!!)
22. Take care of your teeth - especially when you are young
23. The best gifts my parents gave me - Love, Support and Opportunities
24. Does it really matter?
25. Happiness really is a choice
26. Know your body shape and find your style
27. Everything has a cost
28. Sometimes the cheapest option is not the best
29. Find a good hairdresser
30. Sleep deprivation is a form of torture
31. Grab opportunities
32. Listen to your intuition
33. Let go of your sense of entitlement
34. Pray for others
35. Try to be the best wife, mother, sister, daughter, friend, niece, cousin etc. possible
36. Read washing labels, especially on dresses
37. Be happy for others - what comes around, goes around
38. You will never need everything you pack when going away
39. Ask for help, the world will never fail to surprise
40. Believe in someone/something greater than you
I use crayons to colour with and to write with. Although I am not the painter nor the author of my own story, I know that I can choose the vibrancy of the colour palette my creator has chosen. In as much as this blog is for myself and my children, crayons are always meant to be shared! A little bit of crayon can always add colour and texture to our lives!
Saturday, 23 February 2013
Sunday, 17 February 2013
Look at those lights, Mummy Daddy!
Amongst our family and friends, it is common knowledge that we hardly accept evening invitations. School nights are non negotiable especially now that I am working full time. Friday and Saturday nights are debatable.
We have been burnt and paid the price of throwing the children's routine out of whack. Getting to bed late does not mean that the kids will be sleeping in. Too often, they are awake at their regular hour of sometime between 5.30 - 6.30am, jumping up and down, ready to start their day. Tim and I, not quite.
Our cousin Patrick from Jakarta and his girlfriend Deborah are visiting Sydney this weekend. Since they are only staying for 5 days and are here for a wedding, their schedule is quite hectic. However, I was keen to see them and Tim was keen on meeting them. My brother organised our get together...for last night, a Friday night.
Since Chad had organised it to be somewhere quite close to us, we made an effort.
I made an effort to get out of work a bit earlier to catch the 4.45pm fast ferry. This gave me the chance to go with Tim to pick up the kids. When we got home, we quickly gave N & E a bath, packed the bags and got ourselves out of our home just after 6pm. Just as well N was cooperating so we were able to move quickly. Nothing like the promise of seeing his cousins as his bait to get a move on.
It was a lovely evening. We ended up at a different pub to where we originally intended to go as the other pub was jam-packed. I have completely forgotten what it was like to be out on a Friday night. The other pub was lovely though - a bit bigger so more space, not as hectic and a massive indoor playpark to boot.
N loved being out....Ate, a massive indoor playpark, pasta and meatballs...he was in heaven.
E, albeit very very tired, did not want to miss out. E kept awake the whole time we were at the pub despite it being way past her bedtime.
We stayed until almost 9pm. We knew we did not want to push our luck with the kids...besides Tim and I were quickly losing steam too.
On our drive home, both kids were still on a high. N was chatting non stop. Talking about the pub, the playpark, Ate, meatballs...Everything. All of a sudden, N started ooooohing and aaaaaaahing about the street lights. He started loudly observing the yellow lights on the lamp posts and was tickled pink at how many they were. We went through a dark freeway and N decided that we were going through a tunnel.
Very quickly Tim and I realised the novelty of being out a night for N. He was a complete novice with going home in the evening because he has never experienced it at an age where he can appreciate it (and that he is awake and have not fallen asleep during the ride). We quickly realised the effect of not taking them out! Who would have thought?
We have been burnt and paid the price of throwing the children's routine out of whack. Getting to bed late does not mean that the kids will be sleeping in. Too often, they are awake at their regular hour of sometime between 5.30 - 6.30am, jumping up and down, ready to start their day. Tim and I, not quite.
Our cousin Patrick from Jakarta and his girlfriend Deborah are visiting Sydney this weekend. Since they are only staying for 5 days and are here for a wedding, their schedule is quite hectic. However, I was keen to see them and Tim was keen on meeting them. My brother organised our get together...for last night, a Friday night.
Since Chad had organised it to be somewhere quite close to us, we made an effort.
I made an effort to get out of work a bit earlier to catch the 4.45pm fast ferry. This gave me the chance to go with Tim to pick up the kids. When we got home, we quickly gave N & E a bath, packed the bags and got ourselves out of our home just after 6pm. Just as well N was cooperating so we were able to move quickly. Nothing like the promise of seeing his cousins as his bait to get a move on.
It was a lovely evening. We ended up at a different pub to where we originally intended to go as the other pub was jam-packed. I have completely forgotten what it was like to be out on a Friday night. The other pub was lovely though - a bit bigger so more space, not as hectic and a massive indoor playpark to boot.
N loved being out....Ate, a massive indoor playpark, pasta and meatballs...he was in heaven.
E, albeit very very tired, did not want to miss out. E kept awake the whole time we were at the pub despite it being way past her bedtime.
We stayed until almost 9pm. We knew we did not want to push our luck with the kids...besides Tim and I were quickly losing steam too.
On our drive home, both kids were still on a high. N was chatting non stop. Talking about the pub, the playpark, Ate, meatballs...Everything. All of a sudden, N started ooooohing and aaaaaaahing about the street lights. He started loudly observing the yellow lights on the lamp posts and was tickled pink at how many they were. We went through a dark freeway and N decided that we were going through a tunnel.
Very quickly Tim and I realised the novelty of being out a night for N. He was a complete novice with going home in the evening because he has never experienced it at an age where he can appreciate it (and that he is awake and have not fallen asleep during the ride). We quickly realised the effect of not taking them out! Who would have thought?
E with Patrick and Deborah |
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