Dear all,
As I had promised eons ago, here is a new blog entry.
I know I haven't been doing this for a long time, and more so
since I've had a big sunshine (or meteor depending on which day you
ask) appear in my life.
Being a mum, I usually click on the multiple articles that gives
you some insight to tell you what parenting means. I read it to
maintain some sanity while I make a bolt for the next job overseas.
Sometimes it informs you on the demise of your individuality (which
I am hard pressed to deny), sometimes they tell you what is the
best way to raise a child (most of which I am finally ignoring) and
the best ones are usually the ones that say it's ok.
I too would like to say it's ok. Ahem.
It's ok to have toys lying around (as I type this out with a
Thomas, a magna doodle plus a launch pad lying nearby), it's ok to
feed your kid a chocolate biscuit (you just have to pay for it when
he goes int
As I had promised eons ago, here is a new blog entry.
I know I haven't been doing this for a long time, and more so
since I've had a big sunshine (or meteor depending on which day you
ask) appear in my life.
Being a mum, I usually click on the multiple articles that gives
you some insight to tell you what parenting means. I read it to
maintain some sanity while I make a bolt for the next job overseas.
Sometimes it informs you on the demise of your individuality (which
I am hard pressed to deny), sometimes they tell you what is the
best way to raise a child (most of which I am finally ignoring) and
the best ones are usually the ones that say it's ok.
I too would like to say it's ok. Ahem.
It's ok to have toys lying around (as I type this out with a
Thomas, a magna doodle plus a launch pad lying nearby), it's ok to
feed your kid a chocolate biscuit (you just have to pay for it when
he goes int