Family activities

When the family spends time together, it really excites me. Last Sunday, my family, together with my sisters' families and mum went for a family picnic at West Coast Park. How the place has changed! The last time I went there, not many trees to provide shade and of course no restaurants whatsoever; just a public toilet and a shop selling titbits and kites. Now, there's McDonald's - quite a big one and McCafe.

My boy really loves the great outdoors. He was running about the moment he stepped out of the car, he didn't even bother to take breakfast. He jogged with my sister and her husband, cycled around with assistance, ran about in the open field getting excited over kite-flying, went from one playground to another - he just didn't want to stop. When asked if he wanted to go home - he said No. It's heartwarming to see him happy. During weekdays, I don't bring the kids out because I figure it's going to be quite tough running around taking care of him with a baby in my arms. When the little one is slightly older, I'll most likely take him out more often on my own.

Just now, my husband and I brought our children for a religious class. We haven't gone for such classes for quite some time. Really glad that we finally managed to go. Good to expose the children to such stuff on a regular basis. The world is just moving too fast and there's just too much vices going on around us. We just need to stay grounded and know why we are here for. The children need to know that their existence is for a purpose.

Attended a kid's Birthday Gathering

Met a fellow stay-home-mum at my husband's cousin's daughter's birthday gathering. After talking to her a fair bit, she said that I may get bored after some time just like her now that her daughter is already three. She resigned when she was pregnant with her.

All I know is that at this time, I have a few things in mind to do with my children - especially to expose them to many experiences to help them maximise learning. In fact, I think I will still have some things to do with them at different stages of their lives. Perhaps, when there is lesser things to do and when the children are more independent to search for knowlwdge on their own, I will probably join the workforce again. But most likely on flexihours.

At this point I am enjoying every single bit of my time with my children though at times of course I have headaches when both cry for attention at the same time. Otherwise it is such a joy to see and interact with them. It is such a miracle to see them exist out of nothing initially and now growing into such loveable children.

My first blog as a stay-home mum

Now that I have 2 children- one boy and a girl, I feel more pressed to do well as a mum. I want them to turn out well and therefore I resigned last year after contemplating and deliberating hard. Their beginning years are so precious I won't be able to reverse this period.

I shouldn't say I feel pressured because I don't want to be and nobody is pressurising me. I don't think I will even allow society to do so. I will just do my best. But I know I can't really perform well if I have to manage career and beginning motherhood at the same time. Maybe when my children are older, I may go back to work. However, as a teacher the demands are just so great that I must explore flexible working hours. If not the long hours as a full time teacher will rob my spending time with my children and of course my husband.

I'm quite excited about the prospect of getting feedback from fellow mums. I wonder how they are doing. Not that I want to compare. The best rulers or yardsticks to meaure our progress are none other than ourselves. But once in a while it is good to know how others are doing to keep in line and to know that we are not far from doing what is beneficial for our children. Otherwise we may be wasting precious time doing what is not useful.

I also think that blogging in this manner allow me to ventilate because realistically not everyone I know has the time all the time to listen to my woes and aspirations as a mum.