Thursday, January 25, 2018

A Tummy of Grief...

Sometimes I wonder if I am being to calculative or being too worried with all these nitty gritty stuff.. But especially when it comes to money and paying for someone who needs it long term.. I think it should be made very clear.

It will be a long term burden till he says goodbye but when, no one knows. This long term financial burden has landed to his siblings had caused so much tension among them. Sometimes can't be blame as everyone has a family to feed and no that he is alone and his next of kin is his mum and technically speaking, she is also waiting to be fed with money.. so it makes her kids more stress.

I am also bottled up.. I had no where to vent except this little blog of mine.. no one knows I had this blog except a couple of them who blogs too...

I cant wait to find the deserve peace and happiness again.. soon.

What a life!

In my last blog, I had mentioned about Bil's and his helper shifted into my place in end Feb 2015. Its has been a hellish one for almost a good whole year before the family had made arrangement to send him to a nursing home. Somehow, probably it was a blessing in disguise that the helper's contract was going to be up soon and definitely not able to afford her cost.. as the sibling had been paying for her salary.

During his stay here, a lot of issues created by him, mil and the helper.. and it instantly drove almost everyone nuts.. throughout the months, the maid, mil and himself had given me daily issues.. my phone are filled with his daily messages requesting for money, buy this and that, ask for this and that..

My mindset.. to take it with open heart.. but how long can I take it?

Monday, March 28, 2016

Return of my blogging...

It's been a long while.. in years since I last blog in 2013. Now that I am returning for one reason.. spitting out my grievances.

Due to the highly "shared" technology in the social world and with the people that you add in.. you can't pour out whatever you want freely.

Since last week of Feb, bil officially shifted into my place. Duration: Unknow.
I do not know how long I can house him till but he has definitely making my life haywire.
I tried to be very open-minded about this keeping this belief that I can do whatever I can to help. To be able to help is a blessing in life.

Its been a month since he shifted in. Both his mother and himself just couldn't tolerate each other and had to annoy each other with words and actions.. and mil kept repeatingly saying I am stupid and should not allow them to shift in. In my heart, " hey this is your son.. you are the mother and I am doing this because you are the mother and he is the only elder brother to HC" end up being said as stupid and don't need to see on her account.

In my life, I had never come across such mom that does not love the son and don't bother about his life. Now I had met one.. and only one word is speechless..

In time to come.. I will update my blog faithfully..

Tuesday, October 15, 2013

Unhappy or am i petty???

Friends who knew me know that I am an easy going person. I have high level of tolerance, very good temper and seldom get angry over nitty gritty stuff.

Yesterday I felt that I am going through the worst days in my life.. The mother in law that had stayed with me for the past 7 years gossiped about me.. not that she has never done before but this time I feel that she is simply way too much.

I am a working mum. After a hard and bad day at work, come back home still need to attend to the kids, shower, dinner, washing and hanging of clothings, kid's homework, housework and finally HC's work. End up she can tell people that I dun clean the house, scold the kids very bad.. dunno how to be mother and crazy as well.

Tell me what have I done wrong? Don't I even have any authority to discipline my own kids.. I cant even scold them for dirtying the place.. and scare them by telling them that if they dun get 100 marks his ass will open? U mean she doesn't know how to differentiate the meaning?

I was very very angry, upset. What did I do to deserve her shit. Her mouth stinks to the max. I hope she watches her mouth and behaviour. Karma will come to her. For now, I will endure.


Friday, August 9, 2013

7th August ~ Little Tree House @ Hougang's NDP celebration

This year will be Ryan's last NDP celebration in LTH while it's Reanne's first!

Both kids contributed mini fruit tarts to the school pot luck and parents were invited to join in the celebration.

Reached the school @ 945am and waited for awhile before the school open its door to the parents. When I step in, the kids were excited and of course, some of the younger ones are crying for their parents when they set their eyes at them.

Reanne was not exceptional.. haha.. She saw me, I waved back and went to the back and seated on the floor with Ryan and his friends. This girl saw me and I smiled at her and without me knowing she walk to the back and join me sitting together with me, her bro and his friends! Ok, call her sticky glue!

The programme started by singing some songs for Singapore... The kids holding their art work swaying to the rhythem and had games, story telling. The younger ones are getting cranky and when the programme wrap up with singing the national anthem and pledge.. It's FOOD time. The toddlers had their priority first followed by the older kids.

Ryan and his friends join me and Reanne in eating together. Nice food but didn't get to enjoy much.. hahhaa..

Time to part.. the toddlers are screaming their lungs out for their parents.. same goes to Reanne.. and I was the last to leave cos Reanne was so clingly...

Managed to con her off when she goes for her big business... and the holiday starts today!!!!

6th August 2013 With Lucky Number 111

It's the result day for P1 2014 Phase 2C. I have been keeping track of the updates of the P1 registration faithfully via MOE website and the Kiasu Parents Forum too. Call me Kiasu... who doesn't get the anxiety stress hoping their kids will get into the primary school?

The ballot starts @ 9am. After sending the kids to the childcare, both of us drove back to HPS. Parked the car at the nearby multi storey carpark and walk there.

Upon the reaching, the principal of the school started her speech and presenting each number on the projector with reading out the names.

Hougang Primary School: Phase 2C vacancies: 70
No of Applicants residing within 1km: 114 (2 sets are twins)

Both HC and I were listening carefully for the numbers that was called out. Our numbers were eventually called out. We were the last 15 to be called out.. and yes we were officially in. To be very honest, I wasn't very sure when Ryan's name was called as the dumb father has interrupted me by kicking my legs! Missed that moments of surprise! hahahha.. After everything, we went to the white board and verified it one more time and managed to speak to both the principal and vice principal! Looking forward to receive the letter from the school and the P1 orientation.

My baby boy is going to P1 soon! Hope he will be able to cross all the hurdles and obstacles and excel in his studies!

Ryan's P1 Journery Starts on 30 July

Time flies and Ryan will enter P1 in year 2014.

30th July 2013

Last Tue was the first day of the registration for Phase 2C. Both HC and I went down to the school at 10am. The Q flow was good.. not very crowded but I supposed most of the parents were pretty kiasu cos my Q number was already 108. Due to the MOE's computer congestion, the staff told me and a couple of parents to come back in the afternoon for the registration. (Luckily I took the whole day off).

HC sent me home after that and I did some housework then proceed on to Hougang Mall to drop cheque and have my lunch. In fact wanted to eat Aijisen Ramen but didn't know it had closed it doors and make way for Starbucks.

Took a bus back to home and drop some bags and decided to walk to Hougang Primary School. The walk from home to school was about 8 mins according to my pace. Reached school at 215pm and a lot of parents are already there waiting plus those new parents waiting for registration. Settled everything within half an hour before I left the school and went home for a short nap and a haircut later before picking up the kids from the childcare centre.