I just got back home last weekend. And while still jet-lagged, I managed to finish framing and mounting my dried sunflowers that I brought back from France with extra-special care and painstaking effort.
In our household, we have two Mother’s Day celebrations — the second Sunday of May, as most of the world know it, and the last Sunday of May, otherwise known as Fête des mères in France. But why limit myself to just two days when I can choose to celebrate Mother’s Day the whole month? And in celebration of Mother’s Month, I am writing this blog to impart some useful tips and talk about my experience on being a mom of four years… whether you like it or not. I rarely ever write about being a mom, so please bear with me.
My daughter and I at Federation Square in Melbourne, April 2016
I’m not really in the habit of talking about being a mom so much, as I think it bores and annoys most people. I remember back when I was single, I thought about parents, especially new parents as smug, self-righteous and overbearingly annoying, especially when they are bragging about their kids and offering you unsolicited advice on how to become a good parent even when you’re not even a parent yet, or have no plans of being one.
My family and I are planning to have a three-week holiday in France and visit some SchengenCountries at the same time a few months from now. Since my Titre de séjour has already expired late last year, I now have to get a visit visa from the French Embassy here in Singapore. I was pleasantly surprised when I discovered how fast and easy it is now for me to get one, being a spouse of a French citizen.
Ten thousand papers and many moons later, I finally got mytitre de séjour. For those who do not know, this is a card that entitles you to live and work for a certain period in France.
The maddening crowd at the prefecture the first time I went there to get the list of requirements for the titre de séjour
Before I started living here in France, I processed everything that I needed to be able to stay here for a long time with my husband back in Singapore. I got a visa from the embassy which is valid for a year’s stay. And upon my arrival here, I needed to undergo a medical exam and several not-so-useful seminars regarding the country’s history, social integration, and blah blah blah, to be able to get a stamp on my passport that says I have completed all the necessary requirements to be able to stay here for a year.
And now that this visa expired, I had to undergo another set of tiresome procedures to be able to get that titre de séjour that will allow me to stay in this country for yet another year, detailed as follows: