Couch Potatoes

We're following the Olympics..
And quite engrossed in it!

The Time Has Come

Remember long ago, when you hear parents talking about the worries and stresses leading up to the day where you Register your kid for Primary One?


I used to hear about it every year for almost my whole life because my mom was a Primary School teacher ...all my life. 
She would come home with stories about parents standing in line, balloting, crying because they missed the 1-KM radius by a wall separating their homes and their neighbor's home from the school of choice...
She would also come home with stories about parents begging and lying about their residential address.
Of course I would tell myself that this was a whole world away from me and I think because of this, I have become very detached from the idea.


I have basically blocked it out from my system. Eyeball rolling everytime I hear about it..
I also heard about how parents buy homes just to live close to a school so that they can have a better chance of enrolling their child in the school of their choice.


Phase, 2, Phase 3, Phase 2A, Phase 2B... shoot me now.
I used to brush it off and think...Pffttt! Buy a HOUSE? just to be near a school?

well well well... Guess what?


And then one day, I had no choice but to grow up and have a kid... maybe in the other order of things.
But just like that, with a blink of an eye, I became a parent and my kid is suddenly 6-years old.
When children turn 7, its compulsory to send your child to school (for those of you who don't live in Singapore and if you live within a 1KM radius of the school, you get priority... if it's over subscribed, you end up balloting for the slot).


So I ended up becoming one of those parents who bought a home, but only because we needed to move out at some point but the greatest consideration was where we wanted nate to school at, and well, everything worked in terms of location for work, lifestyle etc. (but still i found myself becoming one of those parents). I'm proud to say that I've been pretty realistic about my son's abilities and his strengths which made choosing a school pretty easy (at this point) - almost to the point where I wonder if i'd been lazy. I had just one major requirement. To enroll him in a mission catholic school or one which had the foundations of a Christian school.. Unlike some parents, they volunteer at schools to secure a place, they donate money to the school as insurance and they stalk forums and study the school history and results through the years. - not judging them in fact i admire their abilities to do their homework...I confess I haven't done any of that. In fact, i've been so detatched from this that I had to look up the opening hours on my mobile phone that same morning for registration. I hope this is not going to bite me in my behind.

Then, yesterday, I found myself in a Phase 2C category, going to a school and filling up a form.
Now, i'm just keeping my fingers crossed that I don't become a crying parent desparate because I haven't researched other schools. I'm also telling myself.. hey, everyone is going to that super duper high flying school down the other road, so hopefully we will have a space in this school of my choice.
 
The feeling was surreal as I sat in the chair in a classroom, with a flippy table thing, in an AVA room, trying to get the spelling of all our names right, as I felt like I was undergoing some sort of examination myself. It's been a long time since i've sat in a classroom.

Now i'm just going to have to wait for the results on Friday and hope that it all works out.

Biggest lesson learnt here from "school" is Never say Never because we can't avoid certain routes that life takes us down.


Whatever the outcome and whatever the school, I know that i'm still going to have to do my best to give nate a strong family life, help him with his studies to the best of his abilities and if he does really well in something, sure great! We will nurture it. If not, no drama, life goes on. Try another method...


Let's see what happens on Friday.
GULP!!!


 

Who's Your Hero?

On father's day a couple of weeks ago, our pastor talked about the importance of fathers in our lives, our children's lives.
He also mentioned that a good question and gauge would be to ask your child "Who is your hero?"


Fathers play a silent but strong role in the family unit.
I appreciate my husband and my father for their love even if its one that's not as physically evident because of the different roles mothers and fathers take on for most asian families, as a woman's.


So, who's your hero?

Busy June

This past month went by so quickly and yet at times it felt like forever. 

You get these months during the year where work just comes at you like a boulder down a mountain, gaining momentum as it makes it way down. The good thing about it is, you're kept on your toes and it makes you feel alive. The hard part is keeping everything in perspective while going with the flow.

I'm glad to say, things are looking up and about 7months post birth, i'm slowly but surely, getting back the momentum of life pre-pregnancy.

Last month was filled with events that needed to be covered every single weekend. And they were assignments which lasted over 4-5 days. Ranging from Sport to Ministerial Meetings and Bollywood stars.  Some experiences are new, while some are familiar to previous years...

The kids are great. They're growing really quickly. 

The hubby was promoted from the rank of Capt. to Maj. in the army. We're so proud of him.

It's already July and the first half of the year has gone by so quickly...

Thank God for his grace and mercies every single day.