Written on 15th June 2010
To my darling Euan
Words simply cannot describe the overwhelming joy and sense of relief to have you finally (!) in our arms.
The delivery has been long and tiring, but the sheer joy of holding you in our arms after the long 17 hours of labour is simply amazing.
Thank God for His hand upon you and mummy through out the labour and delivery. Dr Boon Nee and the midwives were so great, and encouraging. Daddy was wonderful too, he kept on encouraging mummy through out the whole process.
You are simply beautiful. I had a shock this morning when the nurse wheeled you in for me to nurse you. All these while, your eyes have been closed, opening just a slight bit to look at us and your face has been rather puffy. But early this morning, you opened your gorgeous big eyes and stared right at me. I had to ask the nurse if you were really my son. How hilarious, now as i think of it. =)
You have a beautiful cry. Almost as if you're singing. =)
In short, we thank God for such a beautiful, adorable little baby.
We love you, little darling.
Thursday, September 16, 2010
Love Letter to Euan (I)
Written on 11th June 2010
To my darling Euan
Mummy's writing this as you are still happily squirming inside my womb. You are now 37 and a half weeks, and will be born in 3 days time, unless you want to make an early suprise appearance.
Someday, you'll read this - it's my love letter to you.
As your name conveys, you are a gracious gift of God to both me & daddy. We've prayed and hoped for a child for 3 and a half long years. And God has answered our prayers and given you to us. In a matter of days, i'm going to see you face to face, and i'm just so excited beyond words, the feeling seems surreal.
From the first time we saw your heartbeat, to seeing your little hands and feet swimming, to watching your skeleton grow into a chubby little baby boy with a cute buttony nose, and then seeing your little "manhood" (well, actually daddy had a strong inkling that you were a boy, even before dr boon nee confirmed it). My all time favourite was to feel your kicks as early as 4 months. At first, i wasn't sure what that was, but as it grew stronger over the weeks, it soon became something i looked forward to every day. Up to now. You're a strong boy, with strong legs, and we thank God for His hand on you.
Mummy can't wait to carry, cuddle and kiss you. Am sure you'll grow into a strong, adorable, lovable and wonderful boy. You are the best gift we could ever ask from God.
We love you, little darling.
To my darling Euan
Mummy's writing this as you are still happily squirming inside my womb. You are now 37 and a half weeks, and will be born in 3 days time, unless you want to make an early suprise appearance.
Someday, you'll read this - it's my love letter to you.
As your name conveys, you are a gracious gift of God to both me & daddy. We've prayed and hoped for a child for 3 and a half long years. And God has answered our prayers and given you to us. In a matter of days, i'm going to see you face to face, and i'm just so excited beyond words, the feeling seems surreal.
From the first time we saw your heartbeat, to seeing your little hands and feet swimming, to watching your skeleton grow into a chubby little baby boy with a cute buttony nose, and then seeing your little "manhood" (well, actually daddy had a strong inkling that you were a boy, even before dr boon nee confirmed it). My all time favourite was to feel your kicks as early as 4 months. At first, i wasn't sure what that was, but as it grew stronger over the weeks, it soon became something i looked forward to every day. Up to now. You're a strong boy, with strong legs, and we thank God for His hand on you.
Mummy can't wait to carry, cuddle and kiss you. Am sure you'll grow into a strong, adorable, lovable and wonderful boy. You are the best gift we could ever ask from God.
We love you, little darling.
Thursday, June 10, 2010
In just a matter of days..
It has been an exciting journey of 9 months..
God has been truly good. Each trimester has had it's anxieties, but each trimester has taught us much about trust and faith in a mighty God - the God who creates, who gives and who sustains life.
As i approach these last few days of pregnancy, and look forward expectantly to Euan's birth, I cannot help but feel a sense of awe of the God that i worship. I had just bought a sticker photo album to keep Euan's ultrasound scans from the time he was just a few weeks old to the latest 34 week scan. Tears flow gratefully as i admire how he's grown, the intricacies of it all
- the flickers of his heartbeat
- seeing his head, little hands and feet swimming
- seeing his little "manhood" hence confirming he's a boy! =)
- feeling his first nudges
- feeling his strong football kicks
- feeling his hiccups
- seeing his chubby cheeks and round little tummy
- feeling his rolls and squirms
- listening to his "horse-gallop heartbeats" on the cardiotopograph
... I am just so amazed that all these were happening while i ate, slept and moved around.
From a tiny speck - the size of a rice grain, to a 3+kg baby residing happily in my womb, only God can create such an amazing thing.
It's taken 9 months for God to prepare Euan for this world, and it's taken 9 months for God to prepare us for Euan. =) Thank You, Lord.
*Euan, both me & ur daddy are so looking forward to welcoming you into our lives, into our family, into our home. Father God has been so gracious to give you to us, and so we will look to Him to love you, to take care of you and nurture you in the best way we can. Be seeing you on Monday, little darling! =)
God has been truly good. Each trimester has had it's anxieties, but each trimester has taught us much about trust and faith in a mighty God - the God who creates, who gives and who sustains life.
As i approach these last few days of pregnancy, and look forward expectantly to Euan's birth, I cannot help but feel a sense of awe of the God that i worship. I had just bought a sticker photo album to keep Euan's ultrasound scans from the time he was just a few weeks old to the latest 34 week scan. Tears flow gratefully as i admire how he's grown, the intricacies of it all
- the flickers of his heartbeat
- seeing his head, little hands and feet swimming
- seeing his little "manhood" hence confirming he's a boy! =)
- feeling his first nudges
- feeling his strong football kicks
- feeling his hiccups
- seeing his chubby cheeks and round little tummy
- feeling his rolls and squirms
- listening to his "horse-gallop heartbeats" on the cardiotopograph
... I am just so amazed that all these were happening while i ate, slept and moved around.
From a tiny speck - the size of a rice grain, to a 3+kg baby residing happily in my womb, only God can create such an amazing thing.
It's taken 9 months for God to prepare Euan for this world, and it's taken 9 months for God to prepare us for Euan. =) Thank You, Lord.
*Euan, both me & ur daddy are so looking forward to welcoming you into our lives, into our family, into our home. Father God has been so gracious to give you to us, and so we will look to Him to love you, to take care of you and nurture you in the best way we can. Be seeing you on Monday, little darling! =)
Monday, May 10, 2010
Tribute to Mum
As i soon enter the phase and season of motherhood, i have gained a far deeper appreciation and gratitude for my mum. For one, unlike the technology we have nowadays, she had to go thru a lot more pain in childbirth to deliver me then. And then whilst growing up, i wasn't exactly the sweetest, most adorably cherubic girl on the block. A mini-debater at home, I had a fairly quick mind and a sharp tongue, and i think i had often hurt her feelings with tactless words and hurtful comments up to my teenage years..
Mum had gone thru so much to take care of both me & my brother. She was a great teacher, so she continued in her teaching profession to provide for both me & my bro. But she always made sure she cooked, washed and cleaned the house for all of us - so we'd be well-fed, well nourished, well-taken care of and living comfortably in our home. I think that was harder than staying home to take care of us. She had much to juggle, but she did both her calling as a teacher and as a mother excellently.
Our faith in Christ has been passed on by mum - from the early days of our childhood, when she would sit with both of us, with a little red handwritten book of songs, and a bible, and a hymn book, and later, the SOP & SOK (*for those who know what that is, and how it looks like). She'd tell us stories, she'd sing us songs, she'd pray for us. And my personal favourite, while she cooks, she'd always be singing her favourite songs - What a friend i have in Jesus and Amazing Grace. I used to tease mum that those were her cooking songs. =) But now, having left home for so many years, i miss listening to mum sing while she cooks. Nowadays, when she cooks whilst i'm around, we're talking endlessly. =)
Even when dad had left, mum continued to hold the fort and encourage us and love us endlessly. The days were tough. And coming back to small town BP was a huge adjustment. I still remember our saturday nasi lemak and lontong breakfasts and lunches, and loving car rides because i just didn't feel like driving on the saturdays to work. And later, when i moved to KL, mum would tapau our favourite food and take the 4 hour long taxi rides to KL to be with us every single weekend. Often we'd get the chance to savour frozen durians wrapped in 3 layers of newspaper in airtight boxes. =)
Now as she soon enters a new phase of life, as a grandmother, i am so blessed because I know Euan will be greatly loved and blessed by her love and faith. =)
Thanks, mum, for all you've done.
Thanks, mum, for all the sacrifices made.
A million "Thanks" can never suffice.
A billion "I Love yous" will never be enough.
But nevertheless,
for all the ceaseless prayers uttered,
for the beautiful songs sung,
for the bedtime stories told,
for the faith inspiring emails (esp when i was studying)
for the delicious food cooked,
for the uniforms ironed, the clothes washed,
for the legacy of faith you've shared and passed on to us,
for believing in us,
for encouraging us and spurring us on
for correcting us when we were wrong or rude
for teaching us and nurturing us the right things to do
for lovingly forgiving us when we were so wrong, and never holding any grudges or any remembrance of the things we've done,
for patiently watching the Sound of Music over and over and over and over again with me,
for the many Barbie dolls, the Carebear toys, and the swimming lessons,
for the pretty frocks and nice shiny shoes,
THANK YOU and I LOVE YOU from the bottom of my heart.
In more ways than you will ever know, you've shown me grace and reflected Christ.
Thanks, mum, for your love, and
for everything and more.
Mum had gone thru so much to take care of both me & my brother. She was a great teacher, so she continued in her teaching profession to provide for both me & my bro. But she always made sure she cooked, washed and cleaned the house for all of us - so we'd be well-fed, well nourished, well-taken care of and living comfortably in our home. I think that was harder than staying home to take care of us. She had much to juggle, but she did both her calling as a teacher and as a mother excellently.
Our faith in Christ has been passed on by mum - from the early days of our childhood, when she would sit with both of us, with a little red handwritten book of songs, and a bible, and a hymn book, and later, the SOP & SOK (*for those who know what that is, and how it looks like). She'd tell us stories, she'd sing us songs, she'd pray for us. And my personal favourite, while she cooks, she'd always be singing her favourite songs - What a friend i have in Jesus and Amazing Grace. I used to tease mum that those were her cooking songs. =) But now, having left home for so many years, i miss listening to mum sing while she cooks. Nowadays, when she cooks whilst i'm around, we're talking endlessly. =)
Even when dad had left, mum continued to hold the fort and encourage us and love us endlessly. The days were tough. And coming back to small town BP was a huge adjustment. I still remember our saturday nasi lemak and lontong breakfasts and lunches, and loving car rides because i just didn't feel like driving on the saturdays to work. And later, when i moved to KL, mum would tapau our favourite food and take the 4 hour long taxi rides to KL to be with us every single weekend. Often we'd get the chance to savour frozen durians wrapped in 3 layers of newspaper in airtight boxes. =)
Now as she soon enters a new phase of life, as a grandmother, i am so blessed because I know Euan will be greatly loved and blessed by her love and faith. =)
Thanks, mum, for all you've done.
Thanks, mum, for all the sacrifices made.
A million "Thanks" can never suffice.
A billion "I Love yous" will never be enough.
But nevertheless,
for all the ceaseless prayers uttered,
for the beautiful songs sung,
for the bedtime stories told,
for the faith inspiring emails (esp when i was studying)
for the delicious food cooked,
for the uniforms ironed, the clothes washed,
for the legacy of faith you've shared and passed on to us,
for believing in us,
for encouraging us and spurring us on
for correcting us when we were wrong or rude
for teaching us and nurturing us the right things to do
for lovingly forgiving us when we were so wrong, and never holding any grudges or any remembrance of the things we've done,
for patiently watching the Sound of Music over and over and over and over again with me,
for the many Barbie dolls, the Carebear toys, and the swimming lessons,
for the pretty frocks and nice shiny shoes,
THANK YOU and I LOVE YOU from the bottom of my heart.
In more ways than you will ever know, you've shown me grace and reflected Christ.
Thanks, mum, for your love, and
for everything and more.
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