Happy mothers Day!

Being a mother from 1st May 2007 has changed my life totally. Nothing is more joyful than going through a hard day work & seeing that beautiful smile when I get home. Life has been revolving around this little princess of mine; I looked at myself no more in the mirror when I carry her…. The mosquito bites on her hurts like a cut in my heart, the voice of her screams is like beautiful music of Kitaro. Nothing can be more enjoyable & Cheers to MOTHERHOOD! Crystal Chu (ma ma of Kaydee Lee)

My Story

I've always wonder what is it like to be a mother since teenage years. Finally, now at the age of 27, I'm a mother of my 5 months old baby girl, Ezanne. She was out to this wonderful world at week 38 of my pregnancy, weighing 3.01kg. During my stay at the hospital, 2 things really touched my heart. Firstly, the first moment I see my baby after having had carried her in my tummy for the 38 weeks. The other one was when my gynae told me that I had almost lost her if I were to delay my trip to the hospital. It is due to something called "abruption placenta". It makes me feel that all the more she is to be treasured, loved and to be cared for than anything else in my life. Whenever I think of what the gynae said, I'll feel so blessed. I just hope to give her all the best I could and she'll continue to grow with health, wisdom, charisma, etc...Last but not least, I hereby wish all the great mothers, a Happy Mother's Day.- Kian

Motherhood Special

Hello Mothercare,
Attached with this email is a photograph of my mother with my sonJames. This photo was taken when James was 12 hours old.
My mother was a great support to me during the birth of my son. No,she wasn't in the delivery suite with me. No, she didn't getoverexcited and harass the midwives and camp outside the labour room.Instead, she remained as always a mother - always giving, alwaysgentle, always generous, always kind. She brought breakfast, lunch anddinner for my husband so that he wouldn't have to leave my side duringthe labour. She shooed away well-meaning relatives who wanted to visitso that I could have some rest after the birth. She washed all thebaby linen and made up his cot so that it would all be ready for whenwe took him home. She stocked up her larder with red dates and chickenessence and researched confinement recipes. And she did a millionother little things that I probably didn't even notice.
And now with the birth of my son, I look at him and I finallyunderstand how much my mother loves me.
Thanks
Mrs Deborah Gifford (Dr Deborah Lee)

Happy Mothers Day

I still remember the day I went down to the local GP who confirmed my pregnancy. Actually me and my husband wasn't planning to have a baby until a later stage. I had just newly moved to Singapore from UK and trying to settle down. So when the GP confirmed I was 1 months pregnant I was excited and scared. Excited as it was a new stage of life for me, scared as all my family members are living in UK, I was really worried I couldn't handle being a mother. Every thou my mother was in UK she will call me every alternate days and teach me how to cook nutrition foods and soup for myself. It was quite hectic at first as I had never come across all these Chinese herbs and I didn't even know what they looked like, I remember my mum calling me on MSN and holding up each type of herb in front of the camera to show me. It was quite amazing seeing my tummy grow bigger and bigger each day, I could feel the baby punch and kick inside me.My husband always asked how does it feel but up till now I cannot describe to him the feeling. I was still working on the day I give birth, I remember after work I had an appointment at KK Hospital. After my check up the doctor had asked my husband if he would like to become a father tonight. Luckily my labour wasn't a long one as I had heard stories that the first pregnancy can take up to 8 hours, my labour was short 3 hours one. We fell in love with our little boy the first time we set eye on him, he was adorable. Now he is already 19 months we still cannot believe he use to be so tiny and so fragile.

Tang Wai Fun

Never an Easy Role

It's never easy being in motherhood and now I truly am beginning to understand why it is so. Gone were the long 9 months when I experienced morning sickness, water retention, heavy breathing and not forgetting the hefty 18kg weight gained! Now everyday is going to be a new experiences and new moments. I simply love it when I finally succeeded in capturing best moments / expression of my dearest prince Reyes, definitely be blowing my bad times of the day away! I'd always asked my hubby if he agree Reyes do recognizes us being his parents, as I always feel he tend to bully us more (pulling my hair, biting his father) than his grand-parents who has been taking care of him. Haha. People always question me, how do I feel being a mother? My answer would be 'interesting and challenging BUT enjoying every moment of it' Wishing all noble mothers - Happy Mother's Day, you deserve it =)

Cheers Ade Tan

My Story

I am a first time mum waiting for my little baby girl’s arrival like a little girl opening up her Christmas present. But the wait was not a smooth one for me at all. During the forth month of my pregnancy my gynae told me that my report shows that my little baby had a risk of being a Down syndrome baby. I was devastated; I kept asking myself “Why it had to be me?” At that time, I can already feel the baby moving inside me. I was told that I had to do another test and I had to wait for two weeks for the report. I told my baby everyday that she must be alright because mummy is waiting for her arrival. . The two weeks was really a mental torture for me. While waiting for my report, I cried almost everyday. Thank god, my husband and family were there to support me. The report came back two weeks later and the doctor told me everything was alright. But it didn’t put an end to everything. On the 31st December 2006, I felt water gushing out underneath while I was sleeping. At that time, I was pretty sure that my water bag had burst. I was admitted to the hospital. I am only at the 32nd week of my pregnancy, so I had to stay in the hospital for two weeks before it is safe to deliver my baby. I am very worried if my baby will be alright inside my tummy for so long when the water bag had burst. I was not allowed to get out of bed for two weeks. The two weeks seems like two years to me. My husband had to go to the hospital after work everyday and he stayed there with me. He was worried that I might deliver anytime and he wanted to be there for me. Finally the day came, on the 11th January 2007 around 9:30 pm I am feeling pain. I wasn’t sure if it is the contraction coming. I decided to wait for a while, after 1 hour I feel a consistant pain. The nurse sent me down to the delivery suite as soon as she confirmed that I am ready to deliver. I was so excited. At that point of time, the pain doesn’t matter to me anymore after the long wait. What I wanted was a healthy baby. When the doctor told me he saw her head coming out and asked me to push harder. I used all my might to push then I heard a loud cry. At that time, I knew that my baby had safely landed on this beautiful world. I didn’t care what the doctor was doing to me but I kept admiring my beautiful baby. When the nurse passed my baby to me, I nearly cried. I know this will be a day that I will cherish for the rest of my life. She is 16 months now. When I look at her, I know that what I’ve been through is worth it.
Winnie Yeo

Motherhood

Motherhoold... It's difficult to explain as it really needs no explanation at all for most mothers. As mothers, we can easily relate to another mother's stories of their little ones. And I, along with many other mothers would nod knowingly when we hear another mother tell us how they cannot imagine life without their little ones. Growing up, I was the sort of gal who was too busy doing other things and was uninterested in domestic stuff. My mother was a great influence who was a perfect mom inside and outside the home. As a mother, I now find myself happily getting involved in activities where I have no prior experience in; i.e. staying up into the night to sew white stripes on my son's black cat costume for him to wear at his school's 'Guy Fawke's Day' celebration. I find myself rushing to the grocery store to pick up ingredients then rushing home to cook and all this time, I'm beaming with joy because my son had requested for me to make his 'favorite' pasta dish for dinner. I stand ready for the next domestic challenge and just hope that I inherit my mom's good genes ;-) There are tonnes of stories that every mother can share and every mother can relate to. I never grow tired of listening to another mother tell me about her experiences nor do I get tired of relating my own. Hence, I congratulate you, the staff of mothercare for coming up with such a good idea; a blog as a tribute to motherhood. HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY! Georgiana Verdonk