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Usually my three year old daughter would asked me if she’s big enough to do things.Just like any normal three year old,they’d think they can do evrything.

Last week,she said to me “mama,wala ako hair ne” pointing to her underarms.Then I replied “pag big ka na anak”.And she said “ah papa and mama big na?” hehehe

it seems she can’t wait to get bigger! On my side I wish she’d stay small and innoscent.

This morning she was asking me again the same question she asks everyday “mommy,big na ako?” then I’ll say not as big as mama or yes your big already. This morning I answered her “yes big na Chloe,so you help mama in cleaning the house,cooking,washing the clothes and washing the dishes. She automatically said “Yes!”

Actually,she loves to do housework.Sometimes I find it annoying,it makes my work longer.But how will she learn if I don’t let her?

After she answered me,she ran outside the room and went to the kitchen.Curious of what she’s going to do,I followed her.I then saw her pushing the “black chair” and was about to start cooking.hahaha!

I then have to explain to her that she cannot tough the stove or the knives without my supervision etc etc.

I know that three year ols think they are quite grown up. That’s why Chloe would usually say “e big na ako e” when I won’t allow her to do something.Then the long explaination of why begins…

We usually stay the whole day in church (since every Saturday we have social nights in the evening  and revival in the afternoon),since our house is around 30 minutes via cab away.Last Saturday,while waiting for my hubby to finish his usual video transfer of the church service,I was talking to some indonesian friends.Then I noticed chloe outside the church  riding a bicycle! I was so surprised that I called my husband to see her.I’m the scrary type of person when it comes to accidents,I guess that’s why I let my husband and Chloe go to the playground most of the time.I don’t want her to get my coward side.

But my husband said “ just let her play,let her learn on her own.” and so I just watched her from the inside.After a few minutes,the boy who was teaching her how to bike went inside and said he’s tired to teaching Chloe,so I went outside to look after her.

I can see that she’s not scared at all.Not even thinking that she could fall and hurt herself.Up she goes on the bike,trying to make it move.I laughed at her perseverance.Down again,she would push the bike to whatever position or direction she wants it to go.Then she’ll call me “mommy help me!” I tell her what to do then just like any three year old she’ll tell me ” let me,let me.” I’d go back to my chair and watch.Carefully not to let her notice my fear.

Then it happened ,she fell! I suddendly stood up almost running to her side.Before I asked her “are you ok?” I heard her say “mommy,I’m ok” is a soft confident voice.She stood up,and went up the bike again.

Sometimes I’d wish she’d be telling me those words “mommy I’m ok”, until she grows old and can do everything on her.Until she’s old.

I guess I worry too much.I guess I don’t have the courage she has.

I hope she’ll grow up without fear.And that the only fear she’ll have is the fear of the Lord.

The first time my husband ever cooked something for me was on our first few months as sweethearts…it was leche flan (custard).It was good, why not?!? He made it himself, so it was extra special hehehe…

After that it was the occasional bread with do together when I bake on week ends, sometimes we’d do soy milk, or other recipes, but usually it was done together.

About two weeks ago, I’ve been wanting to sleep a little bit longer than usual on a week end, and since we do this on Sundays, where we would doze on and off until almost lunch! That particular Sunday my husband woke up much earlier than me. He and my daughter went outside the room, I thought they’d just have their morning routine in the CR.

When I went out of the room, to my surprise, he was cooking breakfast! At

9am

on a Sunday! Wow!

Now that was a small gesture, but it sure did have a great amount of deposit in my emotional bank. You see, I learned from psychologist speakers who visited us here in

Singapore

–that all of us carry an emotional bank in us. When we enter any relationship (family, friends, special someone) we need our banks to get filled. When we do, say, act nice things, out banks get filled. But when we say, act or do nasty things to each other, we withdraw some of what is in the bank. Funny, that’s what our marriage counselor told us before.

I remember a poem of Helen Steiner Rice" Little acts of kindness, mix it well with Love add a lot of Patience and Faith in God above."  Now, why not think of little things to do for your love one? Because little things when added with love becomes big when it is received.

Why not?   :)

Funny how the days passed by so quickly,now I’m starting to count the days before we go back to the Philippines for a short vacation.

And speaking of how the days fly by so fast,this weekend was kinda slow for me.  It started last friday,when Chloe woke up,I changed her diaper as usual,then I suddenly noticed maps of rashes from her tummy to her mid legs,some were in her arm pit,neck,and back of her knee.I texted my hubby to inform him,then called my parents.After the call,I was assured that it’s not an emergency case;but to be sure,I still informed google.

You see,since I’m usually alone in the house,and a first time mom,I would usually ask google for help,in anything and in most evrything.But before doing so,I prayed that the rash wouldn’t be fatal,since some allergies causes people to have a hard time breathing.

i read about hives,eczema,and diffrent kinds of rashes and allergies.Then I learned that it’s not alarming when the child is not scratching or has no fever.Both Chloe is negative of that.Still I was watching her breathing. Firday night I called my sister to ask he of what she  thinks about Chloe’s rash,and to ask advice on what to do.She said observe her is she scratches and has fever,bring her to the dorctor.

Saturday came,and boy it was a tiring one,since 2AM Chloe woke up scratching for hours,and my husband said we will bring her to the hospital in the morning.

We went to church early since I have the materials for the children’s performance at the big church.I dressed Chloe in pants to hide most of the rashes,but her face were already red and full of rashes.

Rashes and all,Chloe performed well,she was so behaved and followed all the instructions given to her.I was so proud of my baby,for th

e first time, she served the Lord in church,and throughout the uncomfortable rashes,she was fine.

During lunch most of the members asked me about her rashes,since it spread until her face was red and her arms were full of them down to her legs.I had to explain that we’re going to the doctor that afternoon and it was not an emergency case since she still doesn’t have fever.

One member of the church (a local) insisted on accompanying us to he doctor,and so we did go.The dr was so funny,a male indian dr who really likes kids.Chloe was comfortable around him,and he even said we should have another baby,since Chloe’s so sweet. I said, I don’t think so ..not in the near future…

All in all Chloe had 6 medicines to take 3 of which to take orally and 3 to be applied on her skin.Yes it was an unusual Sabbath for us.Nevertheless amidst the problem we had with Chloe,I felt so much blessed that day.People around us are concerned of my baby’s health,and were ready to help us.I say,everybody loves her.

And the fact that we are far away physically from our real families,we find ourselves members of other people’s families.

Now the weekend is over and another week has just started,another month ha started and a new additional tax for us to pay (hehehe). I hope that I can cope up with every new things. I know I a person who hates changes,but I’m trying to live with it.

A very nice line from ate Lee Orbe says "I consider myself blessed,so I don’t dwell on the things which Ihave been denied …."

Something to think on whenever we go complaining on things that are happening around us.

We celebrate three special occassions when the month of June comes.First my hubby’s birthday (June 3),then comes Father’s day (this year it’s June 17),and our wedding anniversary (June 20).

This year Milton’s birthday was at the Kim Seng bowler’s club,it wasn’t his treat though,their company had a Fun Bowl event that day.It was kinda fun,though I didn’t play,(not my kind of thing).I don’t like people staring at me when I do things,I hate to be in the center of attraction for most of the time,so I don’t enjoy sports.But since my husband enjoys sports,I see to it that I support his fun.Well—Chloe and I had fun at the archade,but it was so expensive playing hehehehe.I met some of my husband’s officemates so I guess the long travel to Orchard Rd. was worth it.

Another celebration of his birthday (together with another officemate) was here at our new house.Since it is near their office and near 2 malls they decided to celebrate it here.I cooked some desserts,since Milton doesn’t want me to have the hassle of cooking much,they just went for a take out.

They had a videoke concert until almost 12 AM! For the first time I heard my husband sing with a microphone hahahaha! Not bad! He attempted to sing our wedding march-song,but gave up afterwards,too high for his voice hehehe.It was a fun night with his officemates,lots of food,lots of laughter,good company…it was a great tiring night.

Father’s day will be spent at the Singapore Science Center,it is the Family Day of their company.I’m sure it’ll be a fun-tiring experience,since it is located at the other end of Singapore and we leave at the other end,that means we have to bring a lot of Chloe’s things.But for sure it won’t be a boring one.Last year we went to Sentosa’s Palawan beach,it rained so hard after the games,lucky for us who are inside the big tent.Wasn’t soaked much,as for the others they have to run for shelter,poor babies they have to take a cold bath in the rain.Hopefully this year it won’t rain so we can enjoy much of the program.

I’m still unsure of the anniversary thing…Our first anniversay was spent in the bed! Not a second honeymoon though,I was 7 months pregnant with Chloe and was bed rest since the 6th month.And milton was sick then,so we were literally on bed the whole day! hahahaha! so far for an anniversary.Second anniversay last year was a sleepy me…Poor me I had to wait for my hubby– he was forced to have an overtime again,without pay.That week was a drag for us,they have this deadline for days and problems just keep popon ping up.Can’t blame him for staying late in the office.But I sure was sleepy waiting for him..So this year…well…I still have to find out what will happen…hope it would be a fun one!

Sure am feeling a little down latley.
I really hate changes (parang autistic).But since I got married, I know I haven’t coped up with all the changes that’s been happening in my life.

June 2004 when I got married, it took a while to digest the fact that I wouldn’t be living with my parents anymore (isang sakay lang sila away from our house).It took a while for me to swallow all the changes.

Then August 2005 I gave birth to Chloe,another big change.I say big since I can never have the same routine I have everyday,I don’t and won’t have the same body I have (may tahi sa tummy,may puson,stretch marks and all) before,although I like having a little fat :), I can’t be alone most of the time when I want to—-list never ends. But I’ve welcomed these changes.Since the wedding I asked God to hold my hand throughtout the journey of my married life.

The most difficult change was Novemeber 2005; when we decided that Milton (my hubby) accept the job offer (which have been pending for years) here in Singapore. All my life I always wanted to go abroad, but just to see the place, as a tourist–just a visitor.I also entertained the thought of working abroad, but I never pushed through with the plans. Anyway, the decision with Milton’s job was a tough one, since Chloe and I will be left behind 6 months (the most)! I thought I was going to have post partom that time, but God was good. He held my hand all the way,even those nights when I wake up crying….

February 2006(at least less than 6 months) when we went here in Singapore; it was more difficult for me.  My dad said when I cried at the airport that I have to be strong, because I have a family to take care of. Lucky we have advanced technology now,we can communicate easily through SMS,Skype,chat,phone. Still it was a big step for me. I’m getting matured now hahahahahaha!

After one year….the latest change in my life is to move to a new house.Not just the house but a new location in Singapore.New place to get used to…again.I really hate changes. Although I know it’s the only constant thing in this world…

I pray that God won’t let go of my hand through out my changing life. I know He wants me to be brave,that’s why He’s always taking me out of my comfort zone. But I hope that I’ll get use to the new place…

And I know that someday, I will happily welcome all the changes that would come my way. But for now,I”ll  just try to be brave.Haaaaay!