Happy Belated Mother’s Day lovelies! I hope that you had a gorgeous weekend celebrating with your loved ones! I almost forgot to dedicate a post for Mother’s Day until I recollected the events of the past couple of days. I have been blessed beyond belief! This has in fact been the best Mother’s Day ever.
What made my day was not the lovely presents I received (although a fabulous vintage jumper from my mom and the Rusk MiraCurl hair curler from my mom-in-law sure hit the sweet spot), it was in fact 3 events that happened over the weekend that brought me the most joy, liberation and gratitude. It’s so true that the best things in life money cannot buy.
On Friday, I caught up with a dear friend who is also a mom and a fashion blogger. I have always relished every moment I spend with her. But this time round, her encouraging words impacted me so much so that it completely changed the way I view myself, as a mom. As you know in [THIS POST], I battled feelings of inadequacy for a while. Top it off with chronic sleep deprivation, I used to easily succumb to mother’s guilt and the notion of not being good enough. For ages, I refused to believe hubby’s praises of me being ‘a great mom’ and always thought that I wasn’t doing a good enough job. But what happened during our girly conversation was that I suddenly realized something-I am a great mom. Sure, I am far from perfect, and I am a work-in-progress, but I am doing the best that I can.
Next, a breakthrough happened in my marriage. For those who have read my blog for a while, you know that I am married to the most patient, supportive, understanding and funny dude on the planet. Which husband would support his wife in every decision she makes from opening a boutique to not wanting kids (and then wanting kids) and to be her human Selfie-Stick? To this day, we have never had an argument, raised our voices or pointed fingers at each other. I must admit, our blissful marriage is more of a testament to his kindness, faithfulness and gentleness than to mine.
These past 2 years though have not been easy. Sure, not getting much sleep every night doesn’t help any cause, but something else was not quite right. Could it be because we have so many demands on our time from work to parenting to extra-curriculum activities that we’ve not been able to spend enough time together ourselves? Well, on Saturday I finally read Dr Gary Chapman’s book “The 5 Love Languages‘ and discovered that mine is ‘Quality Time”. No wonder! Now that we recognize each other’s Love Languages, it has completely revolutionized our relationship.
I believe that one of the best gifts a mother could receive is the love from the father, and so I’m so thankful that we made the discovery right before Mother’s Day!
On the morning of Mother’s Day, I had a few spare minutes to play the piano. This in itself is a luxury because usually my toddler tries to play a ‘duet’ with me or wants me to read him a book. This Sunday morning was no exception, he repeatedly asked me to read to him Felix The Fire Engine. I’ve not mastered the mixed art of piano-playing and storybook-reading, so I whisked him onto my knee instead. To my amazement, he dropped the book and willingly began to sing along with me. We were belting out Old MacDonald, the Alphabet Song, Do-Re-Mi and the hymn “Holy Holy Holy” at the top of our lungs, when hubby poked one of the holes on my skirt and said: “Aww…you’re singing about your skirt!” Then he handed me a box of macarons.
Alexander Wang Jacket // Country Road Skivvy // Vintage Earrings, Brooch, Bag & Skirt // Karla Spetic Clutch // Uterqüe Heels