Flowers for me

The boys went out for a spot of Football with papa and came back with a handful of flowers for me.

I’m the luckiest mummy in the whole world. So loved by this 2 little boys.

Little pea 7 going 8

To my dearest first born, my little pea,

You are the most sensible 7 years old. As always, you look out for everyone in the family, especially mama and little crispin. You love mind games, riddles, international chess, chinese chess, rubic cube, uno, sushi go. Just last night, you played international’s chess with papa and you excitedly show me how you ate his horse and queen and he only got a couple of your pawns. You enjoy the simplest things, we are so blessed to have you.

Its still the coronavirus circuit breaker here in Singapore, but you my little pea bask in it. The only thing you miss you said is playing basketball with you classmates during PE.

You enjoy making cookies with me. You happily help out with grating the radish, cutting fishcakes, cracking eggs, mixing anything that needs to be mixed in the kitchen.

Your favourite fruit.. there is no favorite fruit but at this time you are happy to eat apple, watermelon, grapes, a few pieces of banana. Yesterday you tried 2 pieces of pear. Still dislike mango, you cannot even stand us eating it in front of you though in your very tolerant ways, you always give mama so leeway.

You are my sweet sensitive one. you can feel and empathize with my emotions very quickly and also quick to help. The other day i needed to clear my phone to create more space and little crispin came clambering all over my chair and me and you could sense i was getting a little impatient and you quickly suggested some games to bring little crispin away and he readily followed you.

You are also most giving. You give in to little pea most of the time. And you didn’t seem to mind. But mama will try to get little crispin to be fair. We can’t always let him have his way no matter how big hearted and loving you are. And I’m forever grateful that you are so generous with little crispin. I am sure little crispin knows that too.

You love the outdoors. We played in the rain today. You on your bike and it started pouring. you love getting yourself drenched and your shoes sopping wet. you showed me proudly. you love plants, and lovingly helped the creepers along the road rest on the supporting ropes for them to climb up.

You love little Fleur, our yet to be born baby sister. You kiss my tummy gently, you rest your hand on my tummy to feel her movements. You will be a great loving brother just like how you are with Little Crispin.

We are so very blessed to have you. Mama loves you my dearest little pea. We all do.

Sweet little Fleur

Hello my sweet little Fleur.. it’s 8 may 11:24pm late night. Your 2 loving brothers just managed to fall asleep. Little pea was playing chess with papa and little crispin was busy writing letters to his friends our ex neighbours, drawing spelling carefully and making the envelope. You are still snuggly cosy in my tummy, and you are so active. Even as I type now, I could feel your little fingers? Toes? Wiggling and tickling me. Sometimes you do huge somersaults but I Guess now the space inside is getting smaller, you can’t do much of your acrobatic turns.

Mama is feeling really tired and this lying on my sides is hurting my back. But I must because that’s the only way to Ensure you are not squashed and can breathe right. It’s a really warm night but big brother little pea refused to switch on the aircon, because he woke up and saw some small dead bugs this morning. He was certain they froze to death because of the aircondition . He is sweet like that. You will see, he will dote on you like you are the most precious thing on earth just like how he doted on little crispin. 2nd brother Little crispin is hugging my leg to sleep after I told him it’s too warm for him to hug my body to sleep.. you will see too that he is the sweetest. He fights hard but also loves ferociously. Nobody will ever dare bully you with them both around.

But I also believe you will be one tenacious and tough little girl the way you moved in my tummy. The way you held your own despite mama traipsing across Sweden , up mountains and down valleys , dragging heavy luggages , with you so tiny in my body.

You are so loved and we await your safe arrival. for now, grow well in my tummy and we shall meet soon.

Love mama.

Ps. So you know it’s little crispin’s idea to name you flower. Because he is sweet like that. So I’ve named you little Fleur on this blog.

Quips from little crispin

Making craft using red packets. Little crispin came up with clams with lots of “tenticles” and pop up inside he taught me and then he taught his father while saying:

“Dad, see this is how you do it .. so next time you are bored you don’t need to watch tv, you can make this.. for my kids”