Zenith Mental Health

30/12/2022

Happy New Year to you and yours!

24/12/2022

06/09/2022

02/09/2022

29/08/2022

12/08/2022

Motherhood
Episode 6: No Hari Raya costume? No problem!

One day in April 2022, my husband I forgot that my youngest needs to wear an ethnic costume to his pre-school to celebrate Hari Rara. We realized our mistake when we reached school and, it was too late for us to do anything. We searched the car and saw a green clean shirt. The instruction for the day was that the child can wear a green shirt if we don’t have any ethnic costumes. So we compromised and let him wear that one. The only thing was that, there was nothing festive about that little old camo shirt with a tank picture printed on it. Especially now, at the peak of the Ukraine-Russia war. Oh.. the blunders we make every day, and the judgements we have to face every day as parents. Yet my innocent child was happy and loved and that’s what matters.

The end.

08/08/2022

Wishing Singapore a happy 57th National Day! Majulah Singapura!

05/08/2022

Motherhood
Episode 5: Tuesday night guilt

It was Tuesday. Today wasn’t too bad. Normal school day. Off-day from work for me. So some couple time and exercise and had moderate amount of energy after that. When I’m happy, my brain interprets everyone as happy and everything as ok. So I’m happy and contented. The only thing is that made me feel a little guilty was that my second child had to go to be bed alone tonight. My husband who usually puts him to sleep had a meeting at 9pm online. I also could not put him to sleep because I had to put the youngest one to sleep. Well, the sleeping arrangements are not ideal. Yet I haven’t met any parent or child who is contented with their sleeping arrangement either. It’s hard to satisfy human’s needs all the time, yet all we can do is acknowledge the need, and say “I wish I could do for you.” and “I love you.”

To be continued..

29/07/2022

Motherhood
Episode 4: Revenge all-out Monday (and of course, don’t let grandma know).

As I told you, my youngest was a bit feverish in the morning and didn’t go to school today. Luckily, thanks to my mother-in-law, I still could escape the grind of ground-hog days with kids and go to work and think and do adult things. My brain was very happy. In the evening, I had enough of staying at home and dragged the whole family out to feed the birds at
Punggol beach. Illegal! I know! But what else is there to have fun for kids and parents and
be outdoor near home in our tiny island? And it rained. Big time! When we were on the way, big drops of rain kept splattering on the car. Stubborn me, whose sole purpose at that time was to be outdoors, didn’t give into the weather. I brought the kids out in the rain with umbrellas. And it was fun for everyone. My savage kids and husband liked the rain and the sand and the mud. But my mother-in-law will never approve. But then again, I told myself that I am close to 40 and I don’t need to heed every advice of my parents or in-laws at this
age. I just hope the kids don’t tell their grandma what we did. Especially since my youngest
was still a bit feverish. Oh well.. my children are still loved and protected and had some fun and that’s what matters. Perfection can’t be achieved and should not be strived for. It’s just asking from the world what it cannot give you.

To be continued...

19/07/2022

Motherhood

Episode 3: Swim-twice Sunday (and pretend not to see grandma’s displeasure)

It was Sunday. I was still tired. Maybe post-covid. My husband was even worse. He was tired
and busy on his computer. So my four-year-old swam twice. Once in the morning and once in the evening at our condo swimming pool. I tried not to look at my mother-in-law face. The elders can be water-phobic and I’m just tantrum-phobic. My dream of going to the parks or playground just remained a dream that day. And my four-year-old was feverish the next day and missed a school day. Maybe it was the swims. Maybe it was the family flu. I thought about how I could have spent the weekends in a more fun way that would not have led to a fever. But the thought lasted briefly only. Most importantly, my kids feel loved, and they also loved not going out because they love playing at home with each other too. Oh well.. I survived the weekend and didn’t give any emotional damage to anyone and even managed to pretend that I was pretty fine and things were as I planned it to be.

To be continued...