Friday, July 22, 2016
Olivia - 40 months 2 weeks 1 day
Owen - 1 year 3 weeks 1 day
Just 6 days after my son's first birthday, he walked unassisted for a few days and then it went on till now. Not much improvements but no hurry. Just walk when we go for our next holiday in sept ok, so that I can enjoy better. Where home is concern, when you walk I know it's a big headache because this house is super not child friendly.
Today, Owen attempted to climb up the sofa. Sent a little shock because he's quite a daring little fellow who does thugs beyond his means sometimes.
Things at home went through quite a bit of change for the past almost 2 months. My mil has gone to nursing home and we have been visiting every week. She looks fine, refreshed, neat and looks well taken care of. I hope we made the right choice in getting her the best care.
For this period we have no maid and frankly speaking I enjoyed the privacy a lot though I am dead tired everyday with the endless housewrk and very lack of sleep. I think I lost weight which ain't a bad thing afterall. My hand wrinkled overnight and it's a very bad thing actually.
Since I am not working, rightfully housewrk doesn't spill over to almost midnight BUT my dear son cling on to me as long as his eyes are open. Even when his eyes are closed (sleeping) he doesn't let go of me. He needs to be co-napped and sometimes I steal pockets of time during the naps to prepare dinner and running back to the bed in case he stirs. Many times, when I really really need to cook or do some stuff, he will be screaming away, hugging my legs... Like begging me to not go like that. Even when I do housewrk during his bedtime, he stirred so many times and it's so disruptive. Hubby got to carry him to put him back to sleep because I will be so drenched in my own sweat from doing housewrk. When it got so bad (always), I rush to bathe, a very quick one so I can latch him back to sleep. So this is what we have gone through everyday for the last 2 months.
Oli on the other hand, has been quite good except that she eats so slow that I got to nag like an old woman.
Actually I would rather he messed up the kitchen, at least he can leave me alone.
Maid has arrived on Monday and have taken over most of the housework but I am still cooking because she can't cook. Slowly, no hurry because I enjoy planning meals for my boss (husband).
Other than Owen, why did we need a maid?
- hubby wrks late
- zero parental help
- as what hubby says I quit my job to take care of kids and not to do housewrk
- time shouldn't be spent on housewrk but the kids
Lastly, he says I will become old if I continue to do housewrk. Ok, I have really aged a lot during this period.
Thursday, July 07, 2016
Olivia - 40 months
Owen - 1 year 1 week
To a gal who loves to pose...
And a gal who loves to dance, sing and read.
Happy 40 months!
You have been great in front of the camera. You caught me surprise when you asked me to take a picture of you posing. You give me the brightest smile ever when you are happy.
You dance a lot these days. You turn on the player and dance like no one is watching. Sometimes, you say "mummy! See I am dancing!"
You sing! Albeit errr...painful to the ear because you been screaming the song away at times I still love to hear you sing especially days of the weeks and months of the year. I like how you creatively inject lyrics from nowhere to a song. I heard you, you're funny! I like it when you request in the car, "mummy! Let's sing together!", though you know nuts about pop songs but you try to follow hard the lyrics and rhythm. Funny u!
You read with imagination by narrating a lot on what's shown on each pages of the books. If not for this holiday week, I would have never guess you are so imaginative!
May you continue to shine, my little grown up.
Wednesday, July 06, 2016
Olivia - 39 months 4 weeks 2 days
Owen - 1 year 6 days
Owen made his debut baby steps today. We were at a friend's home and he walked a few steps and slammed the floor. He also showed signs of using his palms to support himself up from a flat ground on his own. So coincidence, just when I was telling Christine that Owen might take a long while to walk on his own because he skipped a step and went straight to walking with our one-finger support. The next day, he walked.
With oli only started to walk steadily at one day shy of 15months, I was quite convinced that Owen might follow same. Siblings mah, same same but different rule applies.
So it kinda caught me with surprise that Owen's milestones is more or less on time. Seriously, I am pretty relaxed this round because firstly, Owen wasn't a breech at birth which caused me a hell of worry with oli that she might not be "normal". Secondly, I gave him floor time I guess? Because without much help, I often left him on the floor, when he could crawl he crawled on his own, when he can cruise he cruised on his own because too much housewrk or cooking to be done even when we had a maid. Lastly, second time mother, sure relaxed and learned from mistakes already.
With him slamming hard on floor he needs more practices. I hope no more blue blacks on the head please. Boys.....
Friday, July 01, 2016
Olivia - 39 months 3 weeks 3 days
Owen - 1 year 1 day
First day of July 2016.
First day of the long week without school.
We didn't waste any time today.
First, start off with a simple request from my 3yo - to playground.
Then we walked to the train station to buy my breakfast and her morning snack.
Went home and it was almost 945am. Bathe both and prepared lunch then put the brother to sleep but failed and he only napped for 5 mins. Hence, poor feeding at lunch.
By 1250pm, both were down for naps for slightly more than 2 hours and I gladly joined them because taking care of 2 kids can be very taxing.
When he kids woke up, tried to give them banana and both decided that banana is the worst fruit ever. Ok fine, prepared dinner to pack for our outing later. We left home around 450pm to marina barrage.
We left around 6pm and went to Starbucks to feed them their packed dinner while waiting for daddy to knock off.
Long day but well spent with daddy juggling with both while I clean up myself.
Thursday, June 30, 2016
Olivia - 39 months 3 weeks 2 days
Owen - 1 year old
Our baby is one today.
This time 11am I've finished my last meal of the day and was fasting for a scheduled delivery later. Disappointed as I could be, I accepted this was the best way to get you out of this world with the lowest risk among methods of delivery.
Both deliveries, as much as not ideal, not what I planned for truly reflects how life it is because things don't always happen the way you want it to be.
When you are safely out to this world, nothing matters.. As in be it csect, natural, forcep or whatever.. All these doesn't matter anymore.
This one year has been bittersweet. We came so far where sleeping is concern, eczema, allergies, health and all the nitty gritty a baby would have been. Where you ain't an easy peasy, you are still our sweetheart, nothing in the world I would want to exchange for. You are just awesome just because you are my baby.
I know inevitably you have been compared to your sister but in life, it's a hard truth. What I want you to know is, be happy just the way you are now. Rule yourself on your own like each human is unique on their own though both of you are siblings. Like what most people say, same same but different.
Breastfeeding. I don't have a specific deadline to end this business but I would love to wean you off those comfort suckling that it's affecting us. It doesn't give both of us quality sleep. It seemed like I don't mind the lack of sleep because your mum here has won the best stamina mum of the year already such that I do not need to have sleep to function.
I feel it's time to move on (just) a little but I know how fleeting these moments are when one day I I look back, 1 year or 2 years of breastfeeding ain't long afterall actually.
What I would miss most is each time you nurse, we hold our fingers together. I don't know when we are doing this for the last time but I know my heart will break when such a day should come. Omg, it's kinda scary to even imagine such a day.
I don't know what will you think of me as your mum, but I know you definitely love me now.
Today, you turn 1. I wish a future you filled with tears, laughter, contentment, happiness and much more like a life should be. Life, it should be, gets better with time. Grow up well.
Happy Birthday, my son. I always keep the babyness of you deep in my heart.
Tuesday, June 07, 2016
Olivia - 39 months
Owen - 11 months 1 week
Hello to my funny 39 month old gal! These days she really loves to say "you're so funny", "you silly billy". 39 months and needed an afternoon nap to unwind herself if not we expect meltdowns like 2 weeks ago. Was a little horrible. When she can't fall asleep fast enuff, you know she needs lots of "pattern" before she sleeps. The picture above is something different from the norm. She kicked her daddy from the mattress and laid her swaddle blanket and put her fluff friends to sleep first.
Thanks to the Frozen coloring book that was flown all the way from UK. She can spend her time alone on her table with the book. She also displayed her coloring skills by keeping her colors within the spaces provided and not going beyond the lines.
We celebrated Mother's Day in school and we did yoga together, gave me a good massage and had snacks together.
You did an artwork for me and u were so proud of it.
You have yet to glide on your scooter perfectly because your lazy parents didn't make any effort to teach u so.
Still a daddy's gal. No doubt about it.
You dressed yourself on that day and because it was a rainy morning you request a cardi over your dress.
Friday, June 03, 2016
It has been a tough week. Maid left suddenly. She told me her mum was hospitalized at 1030am and we sent her off to airport around 1pm for her flight home. She won't be coming back. So which means, maid hunt is here again. Every single time I am (read: not we are) held hostage by maids. Every single time I tell myself this is the last chance I am giving to this Fok family but yet again every single one, including my own husband ignored the last chances many times.
I said before. My life entails every single person out there to be happy irregardless how I feel. Sometimes I feel so small because I even need to make a maid happy such that she doesn't suddenly quit on us because there's no lead time allowed for my situation. See what happen now?
Everytime I want to air my grievances I get rebutted to the extend my grievances have been accumulating overnight. They are lucky because my hands are so full now with my 2 kids that I don't have the energy or time to kick a fuss, like bang a drum to make all listen to me. When such a day comes, it could have meant I have lost myself. I think I have already lost myself because I am not happy. I think I can easily walk out of current life if I have no kids. I used to disagree with my mum that kids are the ones who hold a family together because then I felt a mum's self should come first. Apparently, my mum is right. For the first time I agree with her. Next time I will write down what my mum's approach in parenting differs from mine and I hope she won't be right. If she is, I may just fall into depression.
I guess "others" envy I have a maid at home. I remember "others" told me this, "you have a maid what, you can do this...." Then probably I was stupid. The cleverer me (apparently not) now think back and felt it was outright sarcastic. If I was cleverer then, I might have said, "if you want, you can have the maid and the...." So, you see, no one understands the situation because people thought as long as you have maid, you are a tai tai. I am not sure if I'll snap if someone come and tell me the same thing again.
I am not that superstitious and I never thought much about my life when being calculated. I remember most fortune tellers/fengshui master says I have a very blessed life, even the meaning of the Chinese name said so. But what am I today? See, talk about maids can talk until here. I am sure this is not digression. It's just interconnected.
I remember I posted on Instagram not too long ago on a family picture of 4. I said it's a happy family. Yes, we are. But reality in life is such that it doesn't stop there because you need to go beyond that.
Ok a lot of time to write because my mum called me at 12am right after I finally fell asleep sitting up. So wide awake now.
My son, right now, head rested on my thighs. My tailbone hurting badly right now but physical pain is always bearable if you know what I mean.
Poor son woke up many times crying. Many reasons I know but specifically which reasons that affecting him most? Regression? Teething? Change in home environment? Lack of day naps? I wish I know. I know I wouldn't know so I suck it up and deal with it.
Just when I am about to end this post, my son rolled himself out of me. Yeah. I can lie down finally.... At the edge of bed that he left for me. Thanks ah. Good night! Going for fish shopping in the morning. How exciting.