Thanksgiving for Novemberย 

I’m holding little Ellie in my arm as I type this. A very obvious thanksgiving item. ๐Ÿ™‚ 

It’s cold and rainy outside as I reminisce the month that flew by. This was honestly the toughest month by far, this year. ๐Ÿ™‚ By His grace alone, I survived!

Of course, the entire month was dedicated to learning to care for our baby. This precious being has brought Bren and I on such a roller coaster ride of emotions and lessons everyday. The minute we think we’ve got the hang of things, something new happens and we’re thrown off again. The learning curve was steep, and our physical and emotional capacities were so stretched, especially when I got ill. Thinking back, the first 2 weeks were really the craziest. Thereafter, we managed to have a semblance of a routine, phew.

Which was why when we celebrated Ellie’s full-month with our family and relatives last Saturday, it was not just a celebration of a milestone for our daughter, but for us as first-time parents too. Go us! ๐Ÿ˜†๐Ÿ’ช๐Ÿป

This November has turned out to be one of those months which I’ll remember for a long, long time. A lot to give thanks for, even the very difficult parts. It brought us closer in dependence on the Lord’s wisdom and strength each day, and that can only be a good thing. ๐Ÿ™‚


whispers for your weekendย 

Ellie with my beaming parents-in-law. ๐Ÿ™‚

Just as I was reminded last weekend to honor our parents, this weekend – may we choose to love and honor our in-laws too. May our time spent together not merely be lip service, but one that is deeply nurturing and appreciative. 

May you have a sweet weekend, friends. 

Ellie is turning 1 month in a few days’ time! ๐Ÿ˜˜

Smelling her little feet

I find it so amazing that at our 20 weeks pregnancy scan, we saw how Ellie loved to twist her little feet up towards her face. I remember how the doctor commented that she’s like a little gymnast already.

Then few nights back, Bren captured this while I cuddled her after a feed. At some point, her teeny-tiny feet made its way up to her nose too! It was hilarious, and made for a good memory. 

whispers for your weekend ๐Ÿ’–

To all mums out there, including my dearest mummy – know that yours truly is gaining newfound respect and admiration for what you have been doing day in, day out. It’s such a ministry, this gift called motherhood. Calling it a sacrifice is an understatement. 

The sleepless nights, the dashing out the very second a cry is heard, the need to bear with the incessant crying and wailing, the heart pain required whenever a breaking of the child’s habit is needed in order to give the very best, the putting on hold of everything else just to first focus on caring for your child, the desperate Googling for answers to questions that are beyond you, the quiet sobbing and constant prayers in the corner of the room when you start to doubt your ability to decode what is causing your child so much discomfort, …take it from me – whose baby is barely past 3 weeks old – that it is not insignificant at all. 

This weekend, may we honor the quiet service and sacrifice of mums (and our wonderful dads too). May we not take for granted the privilege we have of calling them our parents, regardless of how flawed they are. Because, who isn’t? 

May we also not tie our identities to how our children behave, nor the choices they make. For our core identity is in Christ alone, and our role is to simply pray over them…and entrust our darlings to Him who knows it all, and masterfully created them. 

God bless your weekend with gifts of the hard and the heart. ๐Ÿ’

These are the days…

Dad has been coming over in the day to help out with caring for Ellie, so I can catch up a bit on rest. Thank God for his leave!

Ellie seems to be in the best mood in the mornings, especially when I greet her just before my breakfast. She coos and smiles, and stretches like a little princess who just had a wonderful nap. ๐Ÿ˜† 

And then there are also times in the day where anything really just causes her to fuss a whole lot, and I hurriedly try to figure out what is causing her discomfort and which position she’ll prefer. It’s a learning curve everyday. 

These are the moments that make up my day. Very routine, seemingly mundane, yet beautiful in its ordinary state. Life slows down so much when you care for a baby. It forces you to recognize the present, and to stop and really smell the roses. 

My favorite is to smell our darling baby’s hair during our cuddle time together. ๐Ÿ’•

whispers for your weekend โฃ

๐ŸŒธ๐ŸŒธ May your weekend be filled with prayers of faith, not knowing when or how or even whether, they will be fulfilled. But still – may they be persistent prayers of faith…for we know the One we pray to – Jesus – knows our needs and hears our cries before we even have them birthed in our hearts. So yes, we can trust His ways, and rest that our prayers are fulfilled in His timing, His method, for His glory. 

May your weekend also be one that is enjoyed with the people you love, sharing food that is nourishing to your soul and body, and laughing together about the days to come. 

๐Ÿƒ๐Ÿƒ Something to consider this weekend: the Nozomi Project. Click HERE. Because there is so much beauty in brokenness. 

The pendant I bought in support of their efforts serves as a reminder of how much we’ve got to cherish each day…

May you make space for the stories of others’ lives to be interwoven into your weekend. 

Have a lovely one. ๐Ÿ™‚