Goodbye 2017

Dear 2017,

I dunno what to make of you, I had practically used up all the emojis in this past year. 
You taught me that my heart was bigger than it already is. I had no idea that mediocre feeling when I was pregnant with my 2nd child turns out to be incomparable to my first.
It is true when they say we can have the best of both worlds and to have the best of three worlds,
I’m floored beyond words.

I’m thankful to be married to my bestie and to have blossom our love into the most unimaginable way; having a little girl and boy.

It was a rough start of the year, the terrible twos were full on and Ry regression was game strong when Travis came into the picture. There were a lot of ongoing crying, shouting and fighting that turned the entire household upside down. It was chaos after chaos, also we weren’t exactly parenting our child the right way too, punishment seems like the only way that had gotten through our minds. 
When we learnt that we were going over the edge, we seek professional help. It was a long and tough journey but things are taking shape now, Ry is now heading towards the ‘Fantastic 4’ (hopefully, cross-fingers!!!) since we changed our parenting strategy. 
Now she is pleasant to be with, frowning less and smiling more, and most of the time, she loves her didi!

This is also the year which we faced the inevitable; the untimely death of our beloved Dog Richie. He was kind, loving and gentle, unfortunately gone too soon. When illness hit him hard and fast, we were totally torn apart. 
We were given little time as he gets weaker and more feeble yet he wasn’t quite ready to go. We had to struggle for another week or so. 
Eventually, we pluck up the courage and seek euthanization, a decision we never imagine we had to make.
Now when I close my eyes and think of him, I’ll cry a little. 
I know time will heal but our hearts will never be full again.

There are also physical movements that occured; we have migrated to the far east of Singapore. More people in the household, more help around, things are getting livelier.

This is the year my passion-turned-income MUA Job is reaping its rewards. Even though I had my plate full with postpartum recovery, managing kids, breastfeeding, working (at the office) etc, my November gates were flooded with makeup gigs. Cliche but still, thankful for the people who trusted and loved my work.

I’m not going to set unrealistic goals for 2018 but instead this is what I’m going to do:

Continue being the parent I’m now, nothing less. Treat ry with love and respect, give empathy and patience to this strong-willed toddler. 
Strive to continue nurture parenting, teach her the right values and she will grow up fine. Nevermind if her idiosyncrasy is not accepted by others, I’ll embrace her flaw and help her turn her weakness into strength. I’ll try to love her a little more every single day till I take my last breath on this living earth.

Continue to watch Travis grow, open doors to let more people love and sayang him. Flood him with kisses as much as I can, this little guy will grow up so fast he’ll be tying the knot before I know it.
 Groom him into a politician since he is such a people person (OK HAHA JUST JOKING!) Breast feeding was tough but seeing all these carb intake transit into his Michelin folds was the most satisfying thing ever.
Guess is time to hang up my ‘warrior boobs’ for good, I think I did well.

Continue loving my husband, never stop dating him, treat him with respect. I knew we didn’t kick off right this year (well…it got worse) but what matters is we ended the closure a little closer to each other. 
I have to say Ed Sheeran saved our relationship, his ‘Perfect’ never fail to make me sing along and bawl my eyes out whenever that song comes on radio:

I found a love, to carry more than just my secrets
To carry love, to carry children of our own
We are still kids, but we’re so in love
Fighting against all odds
I know we’ll be alright this time

Indeed I’ll be alright this 2018.
❥ dblchin ❥

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