He can stand!

And he’s only 6 months. I’m going to call him ‘super-nephew’.

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Every morning on my way to work I see 4 little girls walk to the top of the road to wave goodbye to their mom. They are aged 9, 7, 5 and 1 ½ and every morning without fail the youngest girl’s eyes would well up with tears as she raises her little hand and says “bye mamma”. As I look on at the ritual my eyes brim with tears too. I always wonder whether I’d be able to leave my kids behind and pursue a career, it’s insane to be thinking about stuff like that but I can’t help but wonder.

C cried the day she left her baby at home to start work after her 4-month maternal break. Apparently she cried buckets. Today I was greeted with a corridor filled with co-workers in tears. I search for Poppet’s face until I find her, her green eyes filled with tears, she quickly tells me “C’s baby died”. How did it happen? I had lunch with her yesterday and she was full of stories about her little one. In shock I go upstairs, switch on my Mac, check mail, check Facebook and then when everything sinks in I start to cry.

I called my mom, told her what happened and told her not to tell my sister-in-law. I worry about my nephew, I worry about my 3 other co-workers newborns, I worry for the pregnant co-worker, I wish no one told her about this. If I feel so devastated by it, I just can’t imagine the anguish C must be going through. When my uncle died early last year, I knew how difficult it was for my grandmother who’s 85 to see her son being buried. Then to silence my thoughts I felt that because my uncle was old it wasn’t too bad but now I think about how difficult it’s going to be for C when tomorrow dawns and the days that follow.

Office is quiet, the silence is killing me, not even Pokey’s lame eyebrow dance can lift my spirits.

Tomorrow is the funeral; I don’t want to go because I’m not strong enough to deal with this. Gosh life is cruel!

I’m an aunt

To a beautiful baby boy!!! He’s such a treat, I can’t wait to cuddle him and kiss his cute little button nose and look into those dreamy brown eyes…

My baby…

Over the past couple of months I’ve been amazed at the amount of people who click “(Potential) Best Mother” on my FB profile. I used to get irritated whenever I checked my status but now I’ve gotten used to it, well actually I take it as a compliment. Oh dear I think my maternal instincts are kicking and that’s just absolutely terrifying. I mean… come-on I’m still a kid!

Anyway as I’ve mentioned before, my family is ready to welcome my brother’s baby, and this arrival has brought immense joy into my life. I kid you not! I’ve never been this excited since the day I dunked JJ’s face into his birthday cake. I’ve shopped for all sorts of baby items, I’ve dutifully given up my room so that my bro and wife could camp over and I’m actually being nice to my sister-in-law. Ok calling her cow doesn’t count, that was just once and she does look like an overfed Charolais (Translation: French cow). French because she has some kind of French ancestry.

I have a confession to make though; I’ve never been much of a baby person. I just love the cute kids and detest the badly brought up ones. That’s pretty much how I lived life, making horrifying faces until they cried, and stealing their candy when they looked the other way. But now after feeling my unborn nephew or niece kick, makes me happy. Seeing the baby on the ultra sound screen makes me stare wide-eyed with my mouth agape in wonder. It’s simple amazing! It also makes me thank God for his wonderful creation, life!

One day maybe I’d be lucky enough to experience the whole process but that’s for later. First things first, so back to arguing with my brother about who’s going into the delivery room!

I knew life was going to take an exciting twist this year and it has.

Firstly I’ve been promoted. It was a goal I’ve been working on since the latter part of last year so I’m glad that’s accomplished. I think more than the actual promotion I was just simply thrilled when The Great White One and Big R told me that I was one of the better writers in the department and that I have the talent and potential to become a good advertising writer. So yippee! 

In other happy news my sister-in-law is pregnant. So I can expect a bundle of joy during Christmas. So double yippee!!

Aunt Scatterbrain came down from Aussie, it’s been awesome fun having her around. I love the gifts she brought for me specially the dress I’m dying to wear. Also went to visit my Nana (dad’s mom) and some my cousins and aunts and uncles. Susie girl has a really cute baby girl. So all in all 2008 is looking awfully bright, sparkling and happy.

I’ve decided that I’m setting a new goal since I seem to be accomplishing most of the ones I’ve already jotted down. So the new goal is to win Metal at an International award show.