Dear Mummy: A hopeful letter

Vera wrote this little card for me, upon my request.

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She always has a knack for hitting the needle on its head.

“I hope you’ll be more patient with JJ” – represents the many times she wishes I’d be more patient, less “shouty” with the boy and more loving and gentle. (I often ask God for help to be more patient too…Guess it’s still work-in-progress.)

“I hope you will bring me out more” – tells me just how long it’s been since we went out on a mummy-daughter date. When I read her words, I felt so sorry for having neglected to spend one-on-one time with her (being caught up with her two younger brothers most of the time).

She even verbally said to me, Mummy, I think it’s been a year! (Okay…kids are fond of exaggerating especially when it comes to time!)

So last weekend, we went on an ice-cream date. And did girly stuff like shop for crafts and knick-knacks. A simple date but we had fun.

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Dear Vera,

I wish I could take you out on more dates too (and will definitely work harder to make these happen!) More fun trips to the museum, to parks, to feed the fish at Botanic Gardens, to anywhere that catches our fancy, just as long as we get to spend time together.

You’re growing up too fast. I wish time would slow down for us.

Love you more than you’ll ever know,
Mummy

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This post kicks off the Dear Mummy blog train – a series of dedications and letters from our kids to us, specially for the month of May.

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Tomorrow, be sure to tune it to Lyn’s Dear Mummy post! Lyn Lee blogs at Lil Blue Bottle, where she writes “letters” that are placed in a bottle, cast off into the bluish sea of the world wide web. She is a FTWM to two not-so-little girls, and enjoys scrapbooking.  

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Mother’s day – Remembering

This mother’s day is extra meaningful to me as I had the opportunity to honour the three mother figures in my life – my mother, my nanny and my godmother.

When Channel NewsAsia approached me for an interview, I hesitated because I didn’t feel I had any special story to tell. I was just an ordinary mum going about my ordinary life trying my best to cope with the various demands that tend to fall on the shoulders of women – raising children, family, work, keeping it together.

Then I realised that it wasn’t about me. It was about my nanny, my godmother, and my mum.

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It’s funny how I remember those carefree days of endless play, mischief, and childish dreaming. I remember my nanny, how she took care of me, how she modelled to me selflessness, how she grew weaker in her old age (and how that triggered an instinct within me to protect and care for her just like how she cared for me).

I remember how my godma would nag at me to go to church, remind me about values and all the important things, and bring me out on outings to the zoo and on holidays.

I remember how my mum would swing me on this giant swing until I thought I was so gonna fly off and land on the top of the nearby tree. I remember how she was soft-spoken and gentle with me even when I made mistakes. I remember how she never put pressure on me at school and just gave me freedom to do my own thing and explore my areas of interest.

I remember, and I am thankful. For all their love, and so much more. (And now their love and care for the kids too…)

I am thankful that we could somehow encapsulate all those memories in this little video. For my kids and perhaps theirs too, to watch, understand, and remember.

Remembering is important, to know where we come from, and to know where we’re going.

Blessed mother’s day.

Linking up with A Pancake Princess

Handmade mother’s day cards and gift tags {Fund-raiser for MINDS}

Some of you know I’m involved in a handmade for charity project.

We are raising funds for MINDS by selling handmade cards and tags.

Here is my latest batch of cards for mother’s day (coming up next month)!

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These 6×6 cards come with white envelopes. I also have some gift / encouragement tags too. These are made using coasters and pretty paper, windmills and lotsa love. ;)

gift tags All sold, except B1 and B3

 B9 sold

All these are going for $2.50 each (not inclusive of postage), which is a steal if you ask me. LOL.

Just leave me a comment or email me at mamawearpapashirt@gmail.com for orders.

Thanks for supporting our cause! :D

Check out the designs made by other mums:

Growing up with a nanny in Singapore

I was brought up by my nanny when I was a wee little baby. She was introduced to my mum by a close friend and plop into her arms I went.

As a few other babies were also in her care, I picked up social skills (you know, jealousy, toy-grabbing and self-defence), and apparently got so good at it that in the end she gave up the other babies and only continued to take care of me. All the way through the middle primary years.

You can tell I said that with a hint of pride.

So as the months and years passed, my nanny – originally envisaged to be a temporary carer – became my grand-godmother (“grand” simply because she was already advanced in age and her daughter had took on the position of godmother in my life).

I was sticky-tape close to the family, perhaps more so than my own in those carefree growing up years.

They never pressurised me through school. I just cruised by somehow. At that time, school was a breeze also, right?

I grew up in sunday school singing kiddy songs about Jesus, colouring worksheets, acting in plays, and learning about the world. Although I disliked waking up early, I was pretty much made to do it. No excuses. I reserved the right to be grumpy and dislikeable the whole morning though.

I don’t know how I would have turned out if I had not come under their care. At that time, my family was a little dysfunctional and my parents were caught up in their own lives. I felt sad every weekend when it was time to go home. I was that attached to my nanny as a little girl.

It’s funny how as a child, the time and love invested by my nanny and godmother could have such a profound impact on me. I remember even as a kid, I could still love with a kind of fierce love. When my nanny was old and her bones grew weak, I can distinctly remember the feeling of helplessness and wanting to do all I can to protect and to help her.

She influenced me in ways I can’t fully express. I saw how she lived her life with two children, without her husband beside her. I saw how she endured difficult moments with family members, and how she persevered. She embodied strength to me, even when I was still too young to understand it.

Even though she’s long gone to a better place, she’s left an enduring legacy in my life.

My godmother now is heavily involved in my kids’ lives. Despite being close to 70, she’s also my friend on facebook, and continues to be my most ardent blog reader (I suspect).

The reason why I’m sharing this story is because some of you may have gone through similar situations. But there was that one kind soul, a family friend perhaps, who brought you out of that dark stubborn world you were in, and into the light. We may have struggled with the issues of feeling unloved or even unwanted, but you ARE deeply loved, by a God who knows you by name.

The other reason why I’m sharing this is because I’m struck by the different ways in which we leave imprints on our children’s lives by the things we do or don’t do, say or don’t say. Whether we are conscious or not, we are influencing and guiding our children by the way we live our lives.

May is the month we celebrate our mums. This mother’s day, I want to honour my godmother, and my nanny. I also want to thank my mum, who’s become the most essential grandparent and care-giver to my kids. (She often jokes that she’s repaying her debt now by taking care of my dynamic duo.)

Without these three special women, I wouldn’t be who I am today.

Thank you for living out what this quote can only describe:

“But your role in your family will never end. You will never be replaced. Your influence and the need for your influence never ends. Even after you are gone, your children and grandchildren and great-grandchildren will still look to you as their parent or grandparent. Family is one of the few permanent roles in life, perhaps the only truly permanent role.”

- Stephen Covey, The 7 Habits of Highly Effective Families

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What were your growing up years like? Who had the biggest influence in your life?

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