A Week Has Passed ....
Today is Sunday. Josh is attending church with Zoe. I've attended the church's Saturday service yesterday. Staying in Jurong also means I basically need an hour (minimum) to travel to another part of Singapore. If I am to go to church by train, I must leave the house by 4pm.To my few friends who stay near to town, do continue to give thanks that it is really more convenient to be "central". *smiles*
@ Lynn, every ladies' night, I am ALWAYS the last one among us to reach home. Hailing a cab from town at that hour is also time consuming, not to say expensive. Like all of you had said, if ladies' night is ever held at Jurong Point, no one will come, hahaha ..... is Jurong that 'ulu', btw? Kekeke .....
The 3rd week of holiday was a work week.
I went back to school 4 days in a row. Churning and churning.... and not completely done yet.
Zoe sat in the children's camp for a few morning sessions. It was wonderful for her as she got to sit under the mentorship of her favourite teacher, Mrs Poh. She sure enjoyed the attention and tender loving care. (so unlike mummy, who can be overly strict with her at times.)
Zane had quite a boring week, so as to speak, hee. By evening time, mummy's battery's flat already lah. Bringing Zane out has been tiring. He floors a lot. He is loud. He is unwavering. So, there are a lot of battles each time. I do warn his teachers about going for walks around the neighbourhood. Recently, whenever we do not go by the routes he has in mind, he floors. He is bigger and stronger now, so, it is kinda difficult to restrain him. When he was physically smaller, we could still whip him up with both arms and carry him back home or to class, by force. Now, Zane is strong enough to throw us ladies over.
Whenever he acts up, at the back of my mind, I do think, "What if when he is 10, 15 or even 20, he is still like that?". "Lock him at home 24/7?". Honestly, I dare not think. I just do whatever I can NOW.
I've learnt to be thick-skinned and I am learning to be vocal and expressive. Think my closer friends will know what I mean. So, dear friends, please don't feel too embarrassed by me, if you ever have the chance to see ME ACT UP in public when we are out together with all our kiddos.
So far, the word "special" is still a very harsh word for me to swallow. I hope the day will come when I use this word with pride and it has become a really beautiful word to me.
As for now, every hurt inflicted on my special child and I, either by people I know, or from strangers, every week, I must lay them at the feet of Jesus. I must ask the Lord to lift them from my heart. I must walk on bravely. I will continue to be my special child's advocate.
God, please give me love and grace.
Love for the people who know not what they are saying or doing.
Grace to forgive them.
Hurting Jess
posted by Jesselyn Ng @ 9:59 AM
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I was just thinking about the city's plan a few days ago. East side is self-sufficient and mainly concentrated for airport and travel. West is crowded and there are many schools and young couples congregated there. North is an old estate with many Lorongs, Streets and Avenues. Well, West side may be inconvenient at times, but there's certainly a lot of reasons why people flock there too! I used to go there at least twice a week earlier this term for NTU. : ) sabrina
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