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MOTHER OF BOYS – SWEET & SOUR

Life with kids…. hhmmmm…. how can I picture those?!

Let’s say it’s like playing poker. It’s so inviting and colorful, then you started to play with it and screwed it many times, yet you keep playing cause it’s so addictive, and perhaps you hit the jackpot in the next leg run.

Life with kids. One day is sweet. Some days are sour. They complete and compliment one another, they create a bunch of beautiful memories in our minds to ponder with. And here are some of mine from last weekend.

sweet //

1. Love the sun shine and my cosy bed (I wish I could sleep longer over the weekend) // 2. Morning jamming – J with his praise list and drum sticks; inseparable // 3. J and his kitchen corner // 4. J cooked some delish food for mommy // 5. One expressive boy I have right there // 6. Food-tasting by mommy // 7. Steak – salad – organic sweet potato chips for the night // 8. Messina run with the squad; our all time fave.

sour //

9. Is it early for teething? Unsettled bub for the past 2 days, nursing all day // 10. The moment Asher finally fell asleep on his bouncer – J came striking with his jump & loud voice – gave no room for peace // 11. Raspberry ice cream is too sour for my liking – J chose this flavour and asked me to finish it 😦 // 12. one sec before the accident happened because J can’t read the STOP sign yet and he hated loosing // 13. The moment before Asher spitted on my jacket. #donotgetfooledbyhisinnocentlook #hesdangerous // 14. Too excited to do floss dance till he lost balance and hit his head on the metal lounge // 15. It’s hard to find a baby changing room in Surry // 16. Okay..let’s take picture together – J; NO! I don’t want to be your friend, you talked too much TT

Love,

Kenny

#FASHIONFRIDAY – DENIM GANG FEATURING ERGOBABY OMNI 360

The colder weather is officially hit. And we’re just done with packing our shorts and summer tanks. However, there’s this one item which always stay in our closets; denim jacket. Who doesn’t love a good piece of denim? It is one of the best buy of my life; I can pair it with almost anything – when in doubts wear denim. So, clearly, this week we had no idea what to wear for the photoshoot, so let it be denim. Gah. Hahahaha

It was such a nice warmer day yesterday and thank God for hubby’s day off. He took me and the kids out to Bicentennial Park to get some fresh air. Jared’s enjoying the walk with his scooter and mommy with her koala featuring the new range of Ergobaby Omni 360 – all positions baby carrier improved with new design and cool air mesh fabric.

Cooler for parents and baby with breathable full body mesh.
One-handed adjustment to switch from baby facing in to facing out.
Ergonomic seat grows from newborn to toddler (7-45 lbs)
Crossable shoulder straps & lumbar support waist belt for long-wearing comfort.
Cushioned head & neck support and baby hood for sun protection & privacy.
Detachable storage pouch

Also, it comes in 4 new gorgeous colours; oxford blue (as pictured), midnight blue, khaki green, pearl grey

Ergobaby has been a part of our family since Jared was born. He travelled in it pretty much. But I have to admit, the old fabric is way too thick and heavy. Then, I got a chance to try new range of Omni 360 and super love with it. Even hubby proved it loud, “this piece is amazing.” I love the new fabric, it is thinner and breathable; it keeps baby comfortably close to parents for a long period of time. The improved neck support is perfect for newborn, which means saying good bye to infant insert. Plus point – detachable pouch is quite generous in size, fit in for some mom’s essentials; phone, purse, key and dummy.

Happy baby. Happy mommy. Asher’s sleeping really well under my Ergo, letting my both hands free to catch Jared when it’s needed. 😉

Do you have any favourite baby wearing for exploring or travelling? Leave them on the comments below.

Kenny: Denim Jacket (an op-shop in Japan), white pants (Topshop), Shoes (Stradivarius), Earrings (Colette by colette hayman)

Andri: Denim Jacket (Pull & Bear), Pants (Topshop), Shoes (Adidas Stan Smith)

Jared: Denim shirt (Cotton On Kids), Hooded Grey Tee (BONDS), Triangle leggings (Etsy), Shoes (Adidas)

Love,

Kenny

ASHER LIONEL TJUNG

ASHER LIONEL TJUNG – The Easter Baby

July 1, 2018 // 03.20AM // 4.045kg // 53cm

As I heard the his first cry, my heart skipped a bit. What?! Was this even real? I just gave life to a new human. He made such an entrance to the earth. And I am his mother. I fell in love once again. At the first sight….

As the days are approaching, we had a feeling that this baby will make an early debut before his due date for some reason. Since week 36/37 I constantly experience such a strong brixton hicks. Around week 38 – I had some mild cramps with various intervals, I noticed some mucus plug dislodges from my cervix for 4 days in a row with no blood showing. And as I was entering week 39, I felt lightening; where as though I have more room to breathe as the baby laid down low on my bladder, and I felt less movements of the baby; which are normal as the baby’s head got engaged, and still mild cramps.

Thursday, 29th March 2018

I woke up at 7am as usual, feeling excited that maybe today could be the day I get to see my baby. I talked to my baby (my own tummy in real life) every morning, and happy to feel some kicks and hiccups. But, today, it seemed a little odd, no matter how hard or frequent I rubbed my tummy, I didn’t feel any response. I felt no movement of the baby. I waited till mid day, and still nothing changed. I tried to stay positive to calm myself down. Then, I waited a little longer till my husband came home from work. Again, nothing changed. This time, I couldn’t help myself, my brain’s racing, my heart’s screaming, was it what it was? was the baby okay? was the baby sleeping? was the baby still alive? We rang the hospital and they asked us to come for a check up. We dropped off Jared at my aunt’s place and head straight to the hospital.

9.20PM – We arrived at the hospital and I was placed in one of the birthing room, they checked the baby’s movement. She gave me some iced water to wake up the baby too. It took quite some times to wake up the baby. UNTIL…finally he made a little kick. Then it gets more frequent and harder. We were so relieved to feel those punches and kicks again, because we know the baby’s okay. He’s there alive. Praise God!! No nightmare tonight! and we were happy to be sent back home after a boring and long 3 hours TENS monitoring.

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Friday, 30th March 2018

1AM – We arrived at home and had the bed for only two of us that night. Because we let Jared stayed over at my aunt’s place. That was a bliss night for me, just what I needed before the second baby arrive.

9AM – We went to the airport to pick up my mom and my brother who flew from Indonesia the night before. They came here to help me taking care of the house plus Jared while we’re in the hospital. Then, we had our usual Friday going. We took the families out for some walks and dinner. We had some good quality times together.

Saturday, 31st March 2018

2.25AM – I was lounging on my bad catching up on some K-dramas, when suddenly I felt something popped inside my lower tummy. It wasn’t painful, it was distinct. I didn’t know what it was. I reached my pants, it’s completely dry. My mind rushed 1000 miles trying to figured out what it was. 3 seconds later, I suddenly felt a gushed of warm fluid came through my pants. My water broke. I had one of the midwife broke my water with my first pregnancy, so I didn’t expect to experience water break at home and how it sounds or feels or looks like in my mind. I just can’t. Well, I didn’t want to scare myself. But, it happened this time round. I wet my bed, the floor, all the way to my bathroom. Then, we packed our hospital bags, left the house straight to the hospital.

3.15AM – I laid down on one of the hospital bed got while they monitored the baby’s movement. While they’re examining my water discharge. Its pale pink colour and odourless with tiny amount of blood which is very normal, nothing to worry about. BUT, no contraction yet! For this reason, I was sent back home again for another 12 hours.

3.00PM – Arrived back for the third time in the hospital with no signs of labour. It’s tiring. It’s frustrating. 3 false alarms in 2 days were a bit too much. We had our hopes fluctuate here and there. It felt sucks. 😦

Next minute, the midwife came in to our room, she’s telling us to get induced the next morning 6AM. This was the last thing I wanna hear at this moment. I knew how painful it was to get induced, it was shocking and extremely painful. I were not prepared and Jared was unhappy and stressful. Read more on Jared’s birth story. Even though the case was different with my previous pregnancy, induction were still needed to reduce the risk of infection increases dramatically upon baby. So, I left the hospital with a heavy heart. I was scared and worried if I can possibly bear the extreme pain ever again?! As I was planning to brave myself with unmedicated birth this time. I have a birth plan ready to roll. And I know I can do it this time.

5.30PM – I started to feel some mild contractions every 30-45 minutes. as it’s getting stronger, I chose to distract my mind with food. We had a family feast dinner that night at my place celebrating Easter Eve.

9.30PM – the contractions were getting more intense with 15 minutes interval. However, it is still bearable. Then, I prepared myself for bed 2 hours later, jumped onto bed with my phone around 11.20PM

11.50PM – I felt one long horrible contractions, I even (literally) jumped out off my bed. I lost words and gave a hand-sign to Andri that “things are getting real!” then suddenly I felt the urge to poo. But, I refused to take off my undies. I was much aware of having the baby out at that moment with no professional assistance. My first labour lasted for 7 hours, then I thought this one would be done really quick. Let’s get on the freakin car right now!! While Andri’s on the phone with the midwife, I got myself ready and packed my belongings. Then, suddenly I heard Andri told me that we had to wait a bit longer because the hospital was full that night. #notodaydevil “I AM ABOUT TO POPPED! GIVE ME A ROOM!” – I lost it. I grabbed the phone and told her, I AM GOING THERE. This is my second, I can’t wait any longer. Then, she agreed. GAH.

Sunday, 1st April

12.25AM – We arrived at the hospital with one room “just” ready for us. We came in and I laid down on the bed. I took off my pants and undies straight away, getting myself comfortable. Alright….the contractions were getting stronger and stronger. And I was trying my best to keep stay positive throughout the pains and calm myself down by having a deep breath in between. Then, I changed position; on knees with my upper body leaned against the raised back of the hospital bed. I found this position worked best for me as I leaned forward with my hip opened, it actually encouraged the baby to rotate; his face facing my tailbone which means it would reduced the pressure on my tailbone. As it’s get more intense, it was hard to stay calm so I took the epigas. OH MAY GOD! Whoever invented epigas, you are one genius, it was so damn good! I am grateful for you and wanted to celebrate you! It helped me through my rough & rocky stromy hours. You showed up your magic on every deep breath I take.

“You’re 8 cm dilated, great job Kenny!” said the midwife. “Damn!! I lost my chance to get the freaking epidural.” I regretted. “I can’t do this. I can’t do this. I can’t do this…..” I murmured to Andri. I lost count on how many times I said this very word. My brain sent me many bundle of limit signals. But it’s funny that my body were doing vice versa, its getting more stable; making a way for the baby to come out.

3:20AM – Next minute, I felt the baby crowning. Yeah baby…I were onto the next position – ready to push. SO did the midwives. Then suddenly, Andri saw the tip of the baby’s head, the next 2 pushes, ASHER LIONEL TJUNG WAS OUT EARTHSIDE with us. Andri cut the cord for the first time, he didn’t get a chance to during the birth of Jared due to some emergency health issue. Read more on Jared’s birth story. What a quick and smooth delivery it was. We were both so joyful and grateful to be trusted with another perfect little chunky man. Last part was pushing my placenta out. It’s easily done smoothly, yet they examined that I experienced quite severe tear after delivery. Asher is a big baby, and it’s common for women who deliver vaginally end up with tear in their perineum that extends to or through the rectum. Unfortunately, in my case, it was slightly bigger than expected, I experienced a third degree perineal tear. It needed to be treated under minor surgery.

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6.30AM – I came back to the birthing room after having an one hour operation, reunited with my little boy. I got to cuddle him was the best thing I could ask for in the world.

I was proud of myself for pulling this unmedicated birthing journey off bravely. Despite of the doubts and fears which were creeping in halfway of the journey. It’s been my desire to try an unmedicated birthing process. And I did it. I COULDN’T BE MORE PROUD OF MYSELF, even though I still had the local anaesthetic injection for my third degree tear treatment, I AM STILL PROUD. By His grace and great supporters around me during the process. I finally made it. Thanks husband for sacrificing your hands as my stress relieve ball. Thanks to all RNSH midwives for ensuring me for my good works and guiding me through my darkest hours.

Asher was very stable and calm during the labour. Unlike my first experience with Jared. Also he made a pretty quick entrance to the world. I am so grateful for him. Such a perfect chunky little man. He injected a pile amount of joy the moment I laid my eyes on him. He’s the real meaning of his own name (Asher means happy). My body was tore but my heart was mended fully. My life is beyond blessed.

YES! This is our family of four. It’s going to be interesting to watch, we believe. 2 boys, 1 man and 1 outnumbered lady. THE TJUNG SQUAD is ready to tackle the world. X

Love,

Kenny

OUR STORY – LAST BUMPDATE BABY #2

Hey humpday!

I am still here in front of my laptop and sipping my second cup of raspberry leaf tea of the day, hoping that it will help the natural inducing process. However, bub has another say, he enjoys being inside mum’s tummy a lil longer. WELL, SO BE IT!! I believe he will come out at the right time when he is ready.

So, let’s move on… today I am going to share my latest bumpdate at #39 weeks and 3 days.

SYMPTOMS

First thing first, let’s celebrate that my baby is officially considered full term! Yeah we made it! We gotta celebrate every small wins in life, aren’t we?

Bub is as big as watermelon. Weight around 3.2 kgs according to the pregnancy application I have been using this time round.

As my bump grows each inch, so does my level of discomfort. Often times, people misrecognized that I’m carrying twins. And no offense, I am totally fine with the statement. I would be more than happy to carry twin girls in the future. Ha. I cannot stand more than 10 minutes. I cannot sit more than 10 minutes. I cannot lie down more than 10 minutes. Every move seems like a dead-end at this point. I have to keep changing positions in order to avoid backache.

I feel a lot lighten at this stage, because the baby has dropped and settled deeper into my pelvis (not fully; getting there). I can breathe more easily than before. Because pressure on my diaphragm has been relieved. As pay-back though, I feel more pressure on my bladder, which means more trip to the bathroom. Especially during night time. However, I read once on the internet this week, way to reduce night trips to the bathroom is by avoiding to take sip of liquid right before you go to bed. And it worked!! So, please keep this in mind all expectant mama.

Stronger and more frequent Braxton hicks contractions, which is commonly known as “false” or “practice” contractions. Braxton Hicks are a tightening in your abdomen that comes and goes. They are contractions of your uterus in preparation for giving birth. For a first time mama, you may or may not notice these events. However, if you do so, don’t get panic. Stay calm, the baby may not come out anytime soon. It could be days or weeks away.

While some women experience insomnia during their third tri-semester. That has never been my case, I am blessed with the ability to sleep anytime anywhere I feel like doing so.

My physical body is getting moody. I would feel very sick some days and very energetic on the other days.

Last but not least, I am on nesting mode most of the days with loaded snacks near me. Don’t judge please.

Clothing

Honestly, this is not my favourite topic to share with. I am comfortably living in my maternity bra, and pyjamas all day at home. When I go out, I prefer to wear one-piece dress than two pieces (maternity legging or jeans and oversized tops). I move more freely with a dress than two-pieces. I have less than 10 options for my daily go-to outfit (mostly dresses). They are from ASOS and H&M. They are made of good fabric and fit me perfectly. For more safety and support for your growing bump, get a maternity shapewear under your dress. It will help you hold the weight of your bump.

Nursery

Latest update on this matter; I decided to go with modern Nordic style, majorly playing with monochrome color; black, white, and grey.

And accidentally, I bought many bear wall and room decorations for baby #2 for no reason, other than I found them cute and trendy. Some are hanged on the wall and styled already, some are still sitting on the box. So, by saying that, I would say the nursery isn’t 100% done; more than halfway done I supposed. And honestly, it doesn’t bother me at all, since we decided to let baby #2 to sleep on bassinet next to our bed for the first few months of adjustment before we transfer him to his own room for a sleep training.

Alright…that’s all for today! I just finished my last sip of tea and I guess I’m feeling it. Yesssss the early contractions. Is it gonna be my last bumpdate for sure?! Ha. Wish us luck. X

Love,

Kenny

THE WORTH OF MATERNITY PHOTOS

It has been a bliss to carry this bun inside my uterus for the past 8 months. And again! I am still stoked of woman’s body; its ability to grow and nurture life. And to realise that it is my own body, it even make it more special to me. I AM BLESSED to experience pregnancies at my age.

For that reason, I am so determined to do maternity shots this time round. I didn’t have one with my firstborn for some and many reasons. And honestly, I do regret for that matter. The more I think about maternity photos, the more I feel that it is worth it to have one. And here’s why?

Celebrate your body

Since the first day, the sperm met the egg, your body has been gearing hard with many adjustments and changes; big and small. For that reason, your body deserves a celebration. 10 months of carrying a watermelon is surely a hard work. So, throw the biggest celebration to your own body. Its doing really well.

Pregnancy is evanescent

I know how the last 4 weeks of pregnancy feels like. It feels like one year or forever. But, hey! the moment the baby’s out, you will surely miss this pregnancy; the burs, the punches, the kicks, the bloats, the heartburns, the craves, the connections. Nothing compares to the deep connection build within a mother and her womb.

Pregnancy is magical

I would say this again and again. Pregnancy is one of the most enchanted moment I have ever experienced. The fertile and maternal glow of a pregnant woman is so beautiful and sexy, I wish more people will see this. Despite the weight gain, stretch marks, hyper-pigmentation or whatever else you’re dealing with, there’s something so strong, maternal and radiant about a pregnant woman.

So, what about you? Are you thinking to have one too? I hope you do and won’t be left with the same regrets like me.

Beyond that, I hope every woman will truly embrace her inner goddess and let them shine!

Thanking my talented husband for taking these stunning photos of us. He is truly the best! He is a keeper, isn’t he? Below we share our moments. enjoy!! x

Dress: Coven & Co, Flowers arrangement: Petals Of Putney

Love,

Kenny

OUR STORY – SECOND BUMPDATE

Hello homestretch!

First, let me admit it; I am poor at counting. This blog is about my second bumpdate of the pregnancy, even though, I have passed the second tri-semester phase.

YES! I am currently #33weeks pregnant. Things started to get very real. It gets to my nerves every single night before I close my eyes. It feels surreal as i’m writing this article.

Symptoms

The third trimester revealed a wide range of new (and not very nice) symptoms.

This Baby is as big as honeydew melon and the belly was starting to resemble a basket ball.

I experiences leg cramps often in the morning, so that, I was forced to take my morning very slow and low.

I have this very “weird” crave that only happens every Monday; after breakfast, I have to have an hour cat-nap before I could really start my day. It’s been going on for the past month, and i can’t run from it (right after breakfast, my head feels heavy spinning and my eyes goes weak). I can not find any specific explanation on this symptom still. Is there anyone of you experience the similar symptom? Please raise your hands and ease my curiosity.

I still get my beauty sleep – NO insomnia for me. Hallelujah….

Midnight bathroom runs are rapidly increasing.

Sometimes, my brain goes blank while I’m driving, hence nowadays, I always try my best to avoid long-driving.

Swollen feet appearing since last week.

Clothing

Dressing your bump always become a challenge for me since week 15 or so. The moment I entered the second tri-semester, I opted for oversized t-shirt dresses. Thank God for ASOS and Zara, they have great range of clothing which keep me cool during summer in Sydney.

At this stage forward, with 6 weeks approaching to the the arrival of baby #2, I decided to rotate my clothing more often, I pretty much live in basic tee/dress or pj’s shorts while I’m working home-based.

Nursery

Even though, I am NOT a first-time parent, I do still find nursery decor is a BIG thing to me. It requires a lot of research and planning in order for you to achieve the look and feel you are desiring for. So far, I have got one third of the room done, assembled the cot and put up some wall prints. What else to add? Shout out on the comment. Tag or share a shop link below. All suggestions and ideas are welcomed here.

Overall this second pregnancy flew by, and I can’t wait to update you all on the last week of my journey with baby #2.

Love,

Kenny

MERRY GIFTMAS // OUR GIVING PROJECT

Christmas is indeed one of the most anticipated times of the year. Christmas is identical with gifts and presents. And I would say, I tend to uplift my expectation in receiving the gifts this time around. No difference with my toddler who always plead me to give him a present every time we visit Target or Kmart. I do not blame him though. I realised, it is easy for the younger generation to get wrapped in the commercialism of the season and miss the true meaning of the Christmas when they are bombarded by the media and advertisements specifically targeted towards them.

When you think about Christmas; there will not be Christmas without Christ. We will not be able to celebrate this jolly season without someone gave life to Emanuel 2000 years ago. Giving is the true spirit of Christmas. And Christmas is the perfect season to teach your kids about giving.

My hope is to get him understand that life does not revolves around him, there’s much joy in giving than receiving, that God blessed him to be a blessing.

Therefore, I planned a special project this year called “cookie by Jared”. This is a “giving training project” where I am focusing on my child’s involvement from the production till distribution process. Disclaimer: It may cause parents to do more of cleaning works. But hey…ENJOY IT! ENJOY THE PROCESS! HAVE FUN! Having fun with your child in the kitchen builds positive memories, good vibes, and good food.

First… I let him do some of the dirty works – After I did all the measurements, I let Jared to mix and cut the dough by himself using the Christmas cookie cutters. yes, you can imagine the mess right now. Ha. But, both of us found this process interesting. He listened and followed my directions step by step by asking me “what’s next?” again and again. He was patiently and expectant at the same time waiting for the cookies to be cooked golden and crispy.

Second… I let him make a cookie name list of his school friends – This is a funny process, because he would add some names and cross some due to his favouritism. But, I love the fact that he understood how to give return to good people in his life. And, I used this chance to teach him an important value in life; kindness. He should be or/and do good to anyone not based on what they have done to you, but based on what do you want them to do to you. “You will always reap what you sow”

Third… I let him hand in the cookie to his friends – Here’s the last step when he could feel the joy of giving. When some of his friends said “thank you with a big grins” on their face. Until this morning, before we left home for school, he asked me some chocolates and candy canes to share to his friends today. But, I gotta say no this time. There’s a limit of weekly sugar intakes for each toddler, right?!

label design: Canva

This project will become a tradition in the family. Because I see a lot benefits from teaching your kids on giving from the early age. It builds up a good character and boost self-esteem of the young ones.

And I am super proud of myself and Jared to be able to share the love and kindness together.

Well, from us to you. Merry Christmas. May this jolly season brings you love, peace and joy!! X

Love,

Kenny

OUR STORY – FIRST BUMPDATE

Welcome to my first bumpdate. YES!! you hear me. A BUMP! which literally means I am pregnant with my second child. And for this reason, I was being absent for a while from blogging.

Honestly, at this time pregnancy, I feel constantly tired as my foetus grows bigger rapidly while taking care of a busy toddler. Please, don’t get me wrong. I wasn’t complaining at all for falling pregnant, in fact, I was so joyful to be able to carry another little human within my body. It wasn’t an easy journey for me and my husband to conceive with our second baby. Till, we found out the 2 pink lines around 19 weeks ago – it’s positive ++.

THE STORY

It was 6am in the morning, I woke up with such a big curiosity and anxiety. I have been getting mild nauseous every night for 3 weeks in a row, then I realised that my period is supposed to coming soon. But, I refused to get my hopes up on falling pregnant this time, cause this jinx has been happening multiple times in the past 2 years; where I delusive myself for falling pregnant. My brain worked so hard on sending false reports to my soul, which confused and drained my hormones and body; it delayed the blood circulation in my body then caused me a “late” period. blah blah blah… this is my biggest fear; to get my hopes crushed once again. Dear God, NOT THIS TIME.

The hardest part of this journey is not about failing to conceive. BUT, finding zero faults to conceive. It is easier to get back up when you fall on a solid ground than a flimsy ground. Infertility is acceptable when you find any difficulties medical proof within your body. Whereas in our case, we found NO FAULTS in our body that cause the barrenness. Two of us were healthy af. Nonetheless, no sperm (not one), landed on to my ovary successfully. What could go wrong??!! It was so instant with our first baby, but NOT with the second one. I am sorry to hear that, but I was struggling to find one reasonable supports for this fact I am facing today. This was tough for me, for I am a woman. I started to question my body, blamed my husband, hate other pregnant women, doubted my faith, and mad at myself. I was living in jealousy and insecurity for almost 12 months. As a matter of fact, I, who was physically barren at that time felt the the call to be a mother more passionately than the woman with many children on her arms. You see, often in our place of lack there is a deep desire. Your desire is amplified and empowered because it reflects a God-given capacity meant to produce fruit. That moment, I realised that only God who has the capacity to produce fruit; not the doctor, not my husband, not my womb, not even myself. All controls are in His hands. And He knows our silent desire, and He will give it to us as long as we’re keep leaning on to Him.

Take delight in the LORD, and he will give you the desires of your heart. – Psalms 37:4

I don’t know why, that morning was kinda different. I felt a really strong gut in my heart that I need to do another test-pack. Then, I opened my drawer, picked the last test-pack stick of the year, and I guess, I braved myself to take a leap of faith while closing both eyes for 3 minutes (trust me: it felt like the longest 3 minutes in my entire life). The moment i saw the result, tears started to come down, my heart was overwhelmed with joy and disbelief. Andri was overseas for ministry trip the day I found the big news, and wanting to avoid all the dramas and over-reaction from anyone relatives and friends, I decided to not spill any beans on the table till Andri’s back in town.

2 weeks of ridiculous morning sickness and fatigue was tough without your hubby, finally… the day came, we reunited with such a thrilled comforting baby news few weeks after our Anniversary Day. What could I say?! GOD IS GOOD. ALL THE TIME. IN EVERY SEASON.

What a highlight for our family this year! WE ARE 24 WEEKS PREGNANT WITH OUR SECOND BABY. The burps, the punches, the kicks, the need to pee every 5 minutes, I can strongly feel them everyday. I am feeling pregnant again. wohoooo!!

And little update from the big brother, he’s SOOOO EXCITED to have another addition to the squad. He greets the baby every morning and throws the blame of his wrongdoings every time-out time. Smells like a love-hate real-tionship has currently building up.

What a way to start off this joyous festive season. I hope you will find courage once again to get your hopes up during this Christmas season, for the best gift you could ever imagined has born 2000 years ago. He has a name. His name is HOPE. He is Jesus Christ.

Love,

Kenny