I busted my knee last week while skateboarding to work. I can imagine this statement to be pretty normal coming out of a 20+ year old hipster living in a Western urban setting. But this is Singapore, I’m a 36-year-old diabetic with a blood pressure problem, and a father of two. I have received opinion … Continue reading On Busted Knee
Nerve-wracking is an understatement. Each spin of the ballot dome, every crackling of balls hitting each other sends reverberations of tense hope, and every time the dome stops, so does the heart of every single one of the 100-odd parents sitting nervously in the room.
Young parents stand nervously around the school porch waiting for their number to be called. If your number is called late, there’s likely been a hitch in administration, and your agonising wait is made even more agonising by the delay.
Dear Xander, You’ve always been a lot closer to your mother than to me. It is a perfectly reasonable bias, admittedly; she is much more better-looking than I am, for one. And she does treat you better than I do on most occasions. I do envy your mother sometimes for the attention she receives from … Continue reading Getting Older
Blogging has provided us with a whole new lifestyle we would otherwise not have been able to imagine for ourselves, but there is a price to pay for all this.
In the midst of his very candid, almost tongue-in-cheek presentation, mostly involving showing us a barrage of pictures of his son, he’d inject some anecdotal information on his photojournalist background, used to blog just like us, and that his son was autistic.
I sat up. I had just met Bob Lee.
Be it toys, comic books, or even games, some of us will have grown up with a vision of amassing what we hope would be a treasure trove of nostalgic memorabilia that would grow in monetary value over time. Then you become a dad.
These mornings are getting fewer, because you’re growing up. You might not realise it, but I cherish every single one of these mornings with you. Every. Single. One.
A few nights ago, The Wife came out of the bedroom and joined me on the living room sofa after Yvie and the confinement nanny had gone to sleep. It was about 11pm, and I was preparing for bed myself. After a couple of minutes, I heard a dull, rhythmic drilling sound that seemed to … Continue reading Why I Am Reading Breastfeeding Posts
It’s been a week since Yvie was born. I’m happy to report we all survived, though I have to say with some surprise that the Wife and child are doing much better than I am. More on that later as I recap our first few days as a family of four. Day 1: At the … Continue reading My First Week with Yvie
8.08am: “Please come back when u drop Xan off at school.” The Wife had been spending the last couple of weeks at home while I drove our son to and from school every day as I went to work. Today was no different, until my phone buzzed just as I was pulling over at Xander’ … Continue reading Now That’s Expedited Delivery
When I was a lot younger, I never had any luck with girls. Up until I turned 16, I had crushes on, and was subsequently rejected by, no less than 23 female subjects (ah, puberty). I came to fear the words, “I treat you like a brother.” If only I had the wit to say … Continue reading 28 Valentines, 1 True Love