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Mojuju gave me the best birthday present I could ask for this year!

It came slightly late while he was away back to his home country for his sister’s wedding: but still so surprising! He did gave me a cute bottle of perfume on the day too!

The jewelry box is even more beautiful in person compared to photo. The mother of pearl is so so so shiny and gives different colour at every angle.

He just came back home and then opened up his luggage full of snacks that I love, coffee and this cute tiffin box that he knows I’d love!

While he was away, my mom has been packing lunch for me to work everyday. Before that he has been packing lunch for me everyday too 👻 am I lucky? I think so :3

Thank you my babe ♥️♥️♥️♥️

Within a week Princess Tuesday has had multiple small accidents

She fell during play with Mr Monday and banged her head. It was obviously painful as it bled a little. She was screaming for me and I very swiftly took her up.

Frozen pea bag, hugs, but my heart fell on the floor when I saw the small laceration. I knew it didn’t need any medical treatment other than ice to reduce the swelling, but i felt so helpless. She trusted me whole heartedly.

Then she got her finger stuck between a table and again trusted me to make it better.

Some hot soup splashed on her chest today and poor thing started screaming. Mojuju took her up and rushed to the shop toilet but she was screaming for me. Only I was allowed to touch the area, I was rubbing in cold water. Luckily there was no evidence of burn, but surely the hot soup felt painful for her. There was nothing I could do but to hug her tight. She did eventually settle and would not leave my side.

Mr Monday also fell down the scooter and banged his elbow and wouldn’t leg Mojuju or anyone else touch him other than me. Only I was allowed to examine him. Only I was allowed to kiss the wound. In reality, if it was a patient I would say there’s no need for further treatment. But although I knew there wasn’t any fracture, his cry of pain wouldn’t allow me to think straight. I wanted to bring him so bad to the doctors to fix him up immediately, but I also know there’s nothing to be done but time to heal.

I feel honoured that there actually there are two souls that trusted me. But I’m sure it was because I’m her mom. I’m not omnipotent. I’m not perfect. I don’t even know what to do. I couldn’t make any of their wounds better. I couldn’t turn back time. I couldn’t stop the accidents. But because she has someone so incompetent as me as her mother, she trusted me whole heartedly.

My poor Princess Tuesday and Mr Monday. They deserve everything good in the world, and all they have for a mother… Is me.

P/s : Tuesday came to tell me she loves me more than a hundred because I always made her feel better when she’s hurt 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

We are all a bunch of living disappointments

We disappoint our parents, our friends, ourselves, and even the earth we walk on

Each one of us trying to shine as bright as the stars, reaching for the impossible

Wouldn’t it be nice, if we simply accept that we will be disappointed, and never to grief what can not happen.

We are all stars… That could never shine as bright as wished, and that’s okay.

We have been the customers of snail mail back to our home country recently.

It was my father in law’s birthday last month and the kids were excited to make him a birthday card.

Snail mail is truly snail… How can it take over a month to arrive? 😂😂😂😂

That being said, I also sent my aunt the jade bangle I bought for her (which she is insisting to give me money for it and I’m losing the battle). Surprisingly it arrived in less than a week, completely intact!

I’m just glad they didn’t charge any duty fee for the bangle… Because she doesn’t speak English it would be hard for her to pay it.

I’m not sure to applaud the snail mail service… One took forever and one was as quick as lightning!!

I wonder if any of you had more experiences than I do? 🤔

I left my work place on Tuesday. And the amount of gifts I got, and flowers too!!

The thing is I knew I was very loved at work, and I  also knew they needed me, but I needed to do what was right for me.

Luckily I have always prepared in the events I could not find a job, so I am privileged enough to be able to quit at a heart beat without needing to jump into another. I did wanted to hold out for a bit longer, but one week, suddenly it became evident I have to leave as soon as.

I’ve turned so grumpy and whiny. Despite my coworkers saying it’s justifiable, I didn’t like who I was turning into. During that week, multiple issues arised which turned me bitter. I came home bitter. Mojuju said the job is not doing me any good. I was short with the kids.

This is not the life I wanted to build. I need to be with my kids and be happy with my kids. I want to be able to let go of work emotions and come home to love my family. I know this is possible, because I did not have issues with my old jobs like this.

Thank you all for all the well wishes, all the love and hugs, flowers and gifts. One door closed is always another open!

I have never resigned in my life!

And I did it…

I honestly don’t think I could work there long term and I want to find somewhere I can settle at.

My coworkers are lovely, I love them so much. They also treat me so so well, it’s so hard to say goodbye.

But it will be good. I’m excited for my next chapter!

I’m so lucky to have people consistently in my life helping encouraging me to chase my dreams.

Since I was young, nothing was impossible for my mother. When I wanted to learn to stitch, she brought me to the wool shop to get all the tools and threads I need. When I showed clear interest to comics, she took me the book store weekly to get a book, then she spent her savings to get me papers and pens so I could draw all day.

She introduced me to ballet and violin, although I couldn’t reach the end grades with both, it made me tasted what it was. When I wanted to self learn piano, she made my dad drove 6 hours to get the keyboard he lent to his friend.

Career wise, mom discouraged me from doing arts or veterinary medicine… But other than that, she has always been encouraging.

I had the opportunity to meet great people along the way. I nearly couldn’t finish my degree because couldn’t afford it. But I met great elders (parents of my ex) who really go an extra mile to help me get scholarship.

Then I met Mojuju. He’s not perfect, but he loves me. When I wanted to learn MMA, he drove me all the way every Thursday with our 2 year old Mr Monday and looked after him for an hour around the area. When I wanted to teach Monday origin of food and to appreciate food, he agreed to have chickens in our backyard.

When I nearly cried seeing Pedro and Juliano (our guinea pigs) left in a corner at the pet shop with Juliano clearly being an adult that was never choosen due to his red eye, he set up a space and immediately bought them the same day as a gift to me. (IT ALSO DOESN’T HELP THAT JULIANO LOOKS EXACTLY LIKE MOJUJU)

When I got into drumming, he never once moan about the space my drumkit was. When I spent over £2000 to get my current drum set, he never once nag me about me wasting my money.

I’m so lucky. And I know, not many are as lucky as I am

I have a little knob

It’s not big

But also not small

Just little

The knob is mine

The knob is precious

Sometimes I don’t want the knob

But the knob is still there

Sometimes I lose the knob

And I’m grateful when I find it

I have a little knob