All About Your Child

Nope! I am not talking about McDonalds. *laugh*

I am loving the relationship I have with my 3 nieces.

My 2nd niece gives me updates of her day at school when she comes back. When she is too busy, she will give me snippets of this and that for the entire week.

We do not stay together. In fact, we are 25mins drive away from each other. But since young, I have a special bond with this lovely girl. Maybe because we have the same Zodiac sign.*wink*

Being a mother of two sons and ‘reproductive factory‘ has closed down, having daughters is out of the question now. My 3 nieces make me feel very much like a mother who has 3 daughters.

I loved it when my nieces share their deepest thoughts, hidden feelings and little secrets with me.

I loved it even more when they tell me “ShenShen, don’t tell anyone. Only you know about this.”

The trust they have in me makes me feel really honoured.

However, when they tell me some disheartening issues which they are facing in school, I do struggle within myself whether to let their parents know. But their response is often, “Aiya, don’t need to tell them, they don’t care one lah.” or “I’ve told them before and they did nothing.”

I will always end such heart-to-heart talk with, “I think your parents should know about this. Can I tell them?”

Though they are still kids, they have pride too. They have the right to have their own secrets as well. It is our duty as adults to respect their decisions. Only when you show respect, will you gain trust.

Most often than not, their answer is always, “No. I just want you to know.”

So I will zip my mouth and seal their secrets in my heart.

I Am Loving It!

No matter how fierce the arguments were
No matter how often shouting occurs
Afterall the two of you are still Mother and Son

My tough-as-steel MIL cried when her eldest son went for a two-week training in Paris.
As he walked through the departure gate,
she held back her tears when she waved goodbye.
But her eye-bags could hold the overwhelming liquid no more,
when her first born disappeared from sight.

Even after a day has passed, tears still flow like a faulty tap, as she related the details of her sad day to her youngest son .

Being a parent for over 40years,
nothing has changed.
Her 60+ year old heart still misses her first child when he is far away.
Her tireless mind still worries if he has enough food to eat, clothes to wear and time to sleep.

Even though her eldest child is already a parent to three kids, he remains as a kid….to her.
So dear to her…

…….

Two weeks passed
He came home safely
She did not hug him, nor say “I missed you”
All she did was cook up a storm
A kitchen filled with fragrance
Complete with food her son loved

Its her way to show how much she missed him
Its her way to show how much she loved him
Its her way to show him A Mother’s Heart…