I need more time...

My feeling is jumbled up, my thought has messing up and I had no idea how or what kind of life I plan to have for my kiddos. Reading on the post of bloggers about their parenting makes me feel even bad.

My baby Xavier, seems to gulping lesser and lesser of milk. In fact, he is not taking much on his dietary. For his motor skills, I found most of baby able to sit still without aided, crawl on the floor like a professional, but not for my boy.

Xandria, my little girl who’s consider as a smart type has nothing for her to learn. Everyday, she is like watching ONLY the ‘Barney’ show and playing with the same old toys that I bought about a year ago. I hate to know that she has nothing to do but only watching TV or imitating things that my mom or the maid did.

They are many things I wish to do but I’m lack of time. I wish I could bring baby Xavier for a evening walk at the neighborhood park twice or even once a week. I wish I could have a little bit of times to search some storybook for Xandria and read to her during her bedtime.

Aahhhh…. many things that I wish I could do for them but I didn’t. Please give me more time...

My day...

This morning as I woke up, I don't really feel good. Probably due to lack of sleep that caused headache. Somehow, looking at the TWO sweet, adorable sleeping faces that next to me, I feel so proud being their mommy.

I wonder, it was the time that fled fast or I myself been walking too fast till forgotten to stop and take a good look on my two lovely children. Xandria had grew into more understandable and behaved toddler, Xavier on the other hand is getting so cheeky. Oh mind, how I wish I can stop them from growing further. Silly me for having this thought.

It's my day today and also the day my little princess turn to 21 months old too.

HAPPY 21 month old, my Xandria & HAPPY BIRTHDAY to me!!!

What is LOVE all about?

As when I wonder, what LOVE is all about, this story touch my heart....

It was a busy morning, approximately 8:30 A.M., when
an elderly gentleman in his 80’s, arrived to have stitches removed from his
thumb. He stated that he was in a hurry as he had an appointment at 9:00 am.
I took his vital signs and had him take a seat, knowing it would be over an
hour before someone would be able to see him. I saw him looking at his watch
and decided, since I was not busy with another patient, I would evaluate his
wound.

On exam, it was well healed, so I talked to one of the doctors, got the needed supplies to remove his sutures and redress his wound. While taking care of his wound, we began to engage in conversation. I asked him if he had another doctor’s
appointment this morning, as he was in such a hurry. The gentleman told me no, that he needed to go to the nursing home to eat breakfast with his wife. I then inquired as to her health. He told me that she had been there for a while and that she was a victim of Alzheimer’s Disease.

As we talked, I asked if she would be upset if he was a bit late. He replied that she no longer knew who he was, that she had not recognized him in five years now. I was surprised, and asked him, “And you still go every morning, even though she doesn’t know who you are?” He smiled as he patted my hand and said, “She doesn’t know me, but I still know who she is.” I had to hold back tears as he left, I had goose bumps on my arm, and thought, “That is the kind of love I want in my life.”

True love is neither physical, nor romantic. True love is an acceptance of all that is, has been, will be, and will not be. Peace is seeing a sunset and knowing who to thank. The happiest people don’t necessarily have the best of everything; they just make the best of everything they have.

(story from a blogger)

......and I wonder, will my the other half treat the same should one day I'min the same condition.

My dad also one of the Alzheimer’s Disease victim. My mom has to take up the responsibility to take care of him even she doesn't willing to. The marriage of my parent is a faulty match, they both does't belong each other. Although the mumbles repeat everyday, still mom plays her role as a wife. So in the fact of 'true love' and responsibility, they both never got apart. It's like an 'ALL-IN' package, agree?

She deserved for the credits...

Having to work under a female boss, probably you can imagine how hard work can be. The first day I met my boss, I know she is not an easy boss to handle. In fact, I never expect life can be such tough where she is 100% Perfectism kind of person. Nothing I did up to her requirements. Somehow I still try my very best to meet one.

After a year of tenure, out of today I felt so worthwhile for everything I did. Guess what, my boss just past a bottle of Chrysanthemum tea to me as though I was so sick with my throat infection. The tea was actually prepared by her early in the morning. How grateful I am to have it. Imagine a very bossy, fussy boss cook the tea herself and give it to her subordinate. Guess nothing can beat the heartwarming tea...

I shall appreciate for having a boss indeed care for me. Thanks anywhere...