Mind of a fickle

Today. Dawter T and her Fusion Dance group went to UCC hall for Singapore Youth Festival Central Judging. I was amazed and so happy about it. I never experienced such when I was studying. And then, there's the thing about me and dancing. I have two left feet. So there. I am the group's official mommy photographer. I just had to volunteer so that I can watch Dawter T. And hardwork paid off as we can bring other family members. Ate A and Bebi A was able to watch as well.

Dawter T called me up and told me that Bebi A tore her art and made a monster out of the girl in the picture. I know that it's not being mean. Bebi A doesn't have a mean bone in her body. She just don't understand. I talked to Bebi A. Asked her to kiss and make up with her Ate, She did. Ate A told me that she went up to Dawter T and kissed her, then asked "Is this better, Ate?" Awwww... Dawter T's "smashed" art was one of her best. I was really impresed. If only I have taken a picture of it this morning. It was really beautiful. It was a portrait of a girl, by the way. I hope that Dawter T can still replicate it. I know that not all kids are alike. And, my daughters have their own endearing qualities. One's art is different from the other. Dawter T has the potential (not because I'm her mom, ok ok, it maybe because I'm her mom hahaha) and Bebi A's, well, let's just say abstract. Hehe.

All morning, I couldn't concentrate on what I was doing because of Bebi A. Because she cried so much yesterday, she threw up at school. There was a bit of an improvement yesterday because she seemed happy when she told us about the star (suhol) she got from teacher and the friends she made at school. We thought she'd be excited today. But, that's not the case. This morning, she cried when she took the bus. I kept on looking at the time. I received sms from Ate A that my little girl arrived home happy and boasted that she didn't cry at school! Hallelujiah! Hehehe. I am one happy mom! I wonder what stories she will tell me when I arrive home tonight.

So, the crying continued yesterday. I tried to exercise tough love at school. I didn't go to her when she was crying and almost wailing. But, the last few minutes, my soft heart crumbled and I showed my face to her. She cried, "Mommy, come!" She was really heartbroken because she ignored the indoor playground, she didn't play with the ball, slide and the house. She wouldn't budge from the seat near the piano. But, one thing holds true, she has a healthy appetite! Haha. Because she gobbled her cheeze sandwich even though tears were rolling down her cheeks. And she had the gall to tell Ate A that she finished eating first! Mwahahaha. Bebi A is so funny.

I was feeling down tonight because of a work problem. I suddenly had a breakthrough... So, I gave myself a break.

feels like 23. Hahaha. How I wish my body would think so too. But, Mareng M and I talked about how our bodies were giving telltale signs that we're getting old. Pains were here and there. I still feel blessed despite that I am 10kg heavier hahaha Thank you to Ate A. Thank you to my family and friends. Mwah! To my buddies who indulged me in a last minute "bonding" since we need to stuff a friend with lots and lots of carbo for their marathon tomorrow. Thank you to my sis C! And, to my Pre who surprised me with a treasure hunt. And, of course my daughters' hugs and kisses. Love you!!!