adieu...

You welcome me with open arms.

You treat me well.

Life was sweet with you.

And I thank you.

Even though I'm leaving you,

the memories I had with you will eternally stay lock in my mind.

Goodbye France.

You've been good to me.. really good.

Till we meet again.

Fin

pondering..

In less than a week, we'll be flying off to Singapore. I can't believe the time has finally come for us to make the big move. We've been waiting for this moment to arrive and although I'm all excited and raring to go, I can't help but feeling morose at the prospect of leaving our home here. Parting the nest that we've been living in for over 4 years (more for hubby).. leaving all that is familiar and habitual.. leaving our independence and the lifestyle that we've built together. It's always sad to leave the ground you've been rooted to for a period of time. Even though I sometimes complain about how things are here, the reality is that I'm happy. But we're moving for a better future.. to a more fulfilling life.. especially so for our little girl.

We'll be starting a new chapter, creating new habits. It's not always easy to change the habits that you've picked up in life but I'm sure we'll adapt to our new lifestyle in no time. It'd be much more challenging for hubby than for me of course but together, we'll make it work.

This is for the best and we're really looking forward to our new journey, the three of us..

he got it!

Now, who applied for PR and got it the first time?.. yep, you guessed it! :D After about 3 and a half months of anticipation, we finally got the all-important response. Hubby literally jumped with joy while on the phone with mummy-in-law who broke the super duper good news to him. He tersengeh-sengeh-ed for a good half hour.. maklumlah, hati ada gumbira.

So now with the PR in hand, it would be much much less of a hassle for him to land a job there. Singapura, here we come!

naila's new do

Woke up over the weekend and saw this:

so how d'you like me new hair?

milky way no more

The time has finally come for me to say adieu to breastfeeding. The wonderful journey of ultimate oneness with my baby has sadly come to an end. It's not that I wanted to but I have to. I shall miss those special bonding moments with her.

Almost 3 months of breastfeeding. Not bad, considering that the initial plan was to do it for a month. But the need to provide for my baby was too strong, so I decided to go on. We have about a month left before our departure, so it's decided that I should make the transition to my oral med a few weeks before we leave, to have sufficiently enough time for my doctor to follow up on my blood tests. I still have to continue with my injections while taking my oral med until my blood test produce a satisfying result.

So almost a year of non-stop poking and what do I learn from that?... that every single jab and pain is worth it and I'm willing to do it all over again in case..

naila & her gigoteuse

Gigo amende??.. jee-go-terse or sleep sack in English. She sleeps in this thing at night. Keeps her warm in our 19°C bedroom. It's so soft and thick, I wish I could sleep in one.. and no, it's not available in adult size. I guess it won't be of much use once we're in sunny Sin.

Other faces of Naila..

bringing up multilingual

Being a mixed couple, we want our daughter to acquire both our native languages plus English, of course. While we don't expect her to utter all 3 languages by the time she can speak, we're very determined and will do our best to help her be multilingual.

I speak mostly English to Naila and some Malay and French at times, while her papa speaks in French and English. At the moment, she's exposed to a lot of French but she'll surely catch up on the other two once we're in Sin. I've read up a bit on this subject and as for every action, there's a reaction. This site is a good read on this matter.

After 4 years here, my understanding of the native language has markedly improved. Although I don't speak the language fluently, I can nonetheless spew sentences here and there under the circumstances. Suffice to say, I can go on my way alone here. I'm afraid I might lose touch with the language once we're out of this country. Well I just have to make the effort to keep up with it to better help Naila be mutilingual.

Lets hope she won't have language overload, turn to us one day to say this: