The toughest part of this June holiday

What would be the toughest part of this near month-long holiday to see their dad in the USA? Apart from handling the kids alone while flying and transiting….it really was when we had to say goodbye to the man who took such good care of us these past few weeks and pampered us like we were princesses (and a queen). 

 

From the moment I knew we were making this trip to visit their dad in the United States, I already started to worry about how I would manage the four kids alone. Yes a lot of prep work had to be done especially in enrolling the older girls to help with the baby and the luggages. And it’s really no joke having to collect our checked-in luggages upon arrival at LA, going through customs, finding our way to the domestic terminal from the international terminal in order to check-in these luggages again and then catching another domestic flight to Idaho. The trip back to Singapore is much of a hassle too but this is was all so worth it considering the memories and experiences we shared these past few weeks as a family. 
The older kids got to revisit some nostalgic places like our old house, the parks I used to take them to, the animal shelter, the malls, the theme parks, nature reserves, etc. Yes they’ve forgotten much of the past because they were so much younger then, but that got me digging out many old pictures to share with them and we had so much fun reminiscing.
 
Standing in front of our old house where we used to live at.
When it came to the end of this holiday and parting ways with their dad at the airport…. my oldest girl tried to hold back her tears and Small asked me why we couldn’t just bring daddy home with us. Medium as usual was just cool as cucumber but she did tell me on the plane that she missed daddy already (Small said this 9 times throughout the flights). And Extra Small just kept me busy with her endless fountain of energy and screams from the moment we boarded till we arrived in Singapore. During the flight from LA to Seoul, I had to help her with her constipation (yes it was grotesque but successful) and I honestly feel like I’ve aged 10 years because of this trip back. 
Would I do this again? Heck yeah 🙂 just to see the smiles on my girls’ faces, and Daddyman too of course. 

  

Disneyland with my Dudettes

I remember when I came to Disneyland the first time when I was a kid, the second time just after getting married, the third time after having 2 kids and now this fourth time we’re back here again with 4 kids. And it never gets old ❤ Disneyland is for kids and the inner child in all adults. 

This time though the older kids are definitely enjoying the rides more and although the lines can sometimes put our bladders to the test….. seeing the faces of our kiddos light up makes it totally worth it. 
And I’m so grateful that the hubs booked a hotel for us that’s just a short walk away from Disneyland and Adventure Land so we can easily walk over to the theme parks for the next 3 days. Thank you Daddyman! Xoxo 
 

   

That First Road Trip with Four young kids

So it’s been almost 6 years since the hubs and I embarked on a road trip with the kids. The last time we drove across the different states was when we only had two kids and a baby in my belly. Now there’s four of them aged between 10 and 1 so it’s definitely a very different experience.

Well for one thing, the number of bags we have to pack along and the size of the cooler box have to be upsized!
Spending hours on the road also means keeping entertained in the car. And I must say the older kids have been nothing but helpful when it comes to the caring of the baby and being amazing travel companions. 
 
 
Though we’ve been to several of the pit stops below multiple times, the kids have obviously forgotten many of them and are seeing these places with a fresh set of eyes again. And it makes my heart sing to see them being so happy looking at snow capped mountains…… herds of cows grazing and canyons. Can’t wait till we get to Vegas and bring them to see the Grand Canyon again! ❤
 
 
 
 
 

Traveling alone with the four kiddos

As I’m typing this, were still on the airplane and just an hour from arriving at Los Angeles. And I must say I’m very impressed with the girls and how the 3 older ones helped me make this 18 hours commute from Singapore to Tokyo Narita and finally to LA such a smooth one. 

From my 10 years old helping me escort Number 3 to the bathroom to everyone helping with the luggages….. and even number 2 and 3 helping me sing to the baby and tap her to sleep….. I couldn’t be more grateful.
Yes there were moments when I struggled to keep my limbs and my butt alive while my 18 months old slept peacefully, or when I had to clean her up after she produce a smelly surprise in her diaper. In fact I think it was a feat that food didn’t end up flying in the air when I tried to eat with the baby on my lap 😂 And moments like these are still precious.
I know I keep saying this, but thank you Universe for letting me be the mother of these girls ❤