Today, I totally made a mistake by finishing work an hour earlier. I was mindlessly scrolling through my phone when I was on the train heading back home, and then I saw the time, it was 10.51 pm. “Wha?? Wait, do they have daylight saving here??? Why is the time an hour behind??” That was the moment I realized that I had mindlessly walked off work thinking 10.15 pm was 11.15 pm. See, when I looked at my time, I had only seen the minutes, the hour totally seemed non-existent! -.-” I immediately called the manager and apologized for my mindless mistake. Good thing was that he was cool with it, and that I could make it up for my next gig. Things have been eating my brains, I’m telling you.
It’s nice to come home early enough to see my loves awake and kissed them good night (umm, yeah Noemi goes to bed pretty late..). And it’s nice to have that time to sit down quietly and write something down.
This Lunar New Year had been quite a blessing. My family made the impossible, possible. "We’re gonna bring the New Year to you!" said my brother, which they absolutely did. Because Lunar New Year means nothing without family.
Noemi had a nervous attack when she first saw them at the airport. No kisses and hugs were going to draw her close, she was stuck on me, she just did not want anybody else.
It didn’t take her too long to warm up to them, though she constantly needed my approval to be around them, to play with them. That, must have been her natural instinct for protection.
Our house has never been so warm, and I doubt that it will ever get as warm as this; gifts for Noemi, food from home, lots of photos taken, and laughter.
We did the touristy stuff, and I took them for dinner at my work place. Glad that I can finally tick that agenda off my list: treat and serenade my own family in a fine restaurant.
This picture was taken after that dinner. Noemi did not look too happy here, but she was an angel that evening; she stayed seated on the high chair, had an adult sized napkin wrapped around her neck, ate on her own, drank on her own, and didn’t disturb other guests (note: not very much). But, she did kind of have trouble with me singing (or my singing?), "Mamma don’t sing!!" was her order all night.
Even though I had prepared her for their departure, it was still very hard on her. She cried screaming "姨姨 (aunties) ~~~ airplane~~~~", her arms stretched, pulling her body forward as she saw them sped off in a taxi. That scene caused me to tear up quite a bit…
Noemi has not stop asking for them, she expressed that she’s sad when I told her they had left on an airplane, she imitates the little things that grandpa did, she remembers our meeting point…
I am so thankful that they came, and I hope it won’t be too long before we get to see them again.
On another note, I really like my hair short, but my husband prefers otherwise. I tried reasoning that long hair makes me look older and that short hair is so much more manageable! Hmmm… well, let’s see how I’ll feel about this in a couple of months!