The Sisters

Brought the 2 girls to the doc last evening. There were many people at the clinic and the dispensary took a long time with the numerous prescriptions.

I brought the girls downstairs to wait while K settled the bill and their medications.

The girls were quite excited and ran around the lobby of the building. Nadya was on a high...buzzing here and there. Both were shrieking, squealing, laughing, giggling...

And there were moments when they hugged, held hands and played with each other. Short fleeting moments but they were sweet and I was glad I managed to witness them. Nadya gave Alyssa a peck on her cheek too at one point, to which Alyssa responded with a big cheeky smile that crinkled up her entire face.

Living for moments like these that make my heart go fuzzy-wuzzy.

And then of course right after such moments, they morph back into crazy little shrieking people and make me lose my patience.

Hmm

It was a thumbs-down moment for me. 

Someone I’d known for more close to 15 years texted me with a “How are you dear?”. He’s a guy. We were closer once but we’ve hardly kept in touch in the last 5-6 years.

I thought it was nice of him to have touched base and reached out. I responded with some stuff and asked him how he was doing too. 

There was no response for several days. 

And then suddenly there came a text. But all it contained was a reference to an article he had written on LinkedIn and a shout-out to read the article. 

I did not respond. I found it a little distasteful and a little...I don’t know...disappointed? Dismayed? 

I felt like as I had been disarmed by the initial text and opened up myself. I responded sincerely with genuine information. But for several days there was zero acknowledgement to what I had shared. He didn’t care a hoot about what I’d said. And then instead after that, I suddenly found myself becoming a recipient of unsolicited marketing. (He runs a training business, motivational talks and coaching that sort of thing.)

When I received the article link, I immediately wondered. Was I just one of the many he mass-texted with a “How are you dear?” And was I just one of many who received he article link too? 

I was also suddenly reminded of another occasion where the same happened. I brushed it off the other time and didn’t think too much of it. But a second time....bah...

Maybe I am judging too much here. Maybe I have mistaken his intent. I don’t know. 

Am I judging too much? 

Hermit

老娘i今天anti-social。不想跟太多人说话或接触。 连好朋友KH和同组的同事想约我一起吃午餐我也都拒绝了。打包了pasta，想躲在自己的空间，自己的cubicle边吃边上网。

越老越像hermit crab哈哈。

或可能是前三天在周围太多声音，太多杂声，小孩子们也一直在身边叽里咕噜。。。前个星期同事的下属也一直在问我东西。。。现在我只想平静一下，平复一下。

niam

It's important to have good staff working under you. Otherwise....有时候真的是吐血.....

Conversations with a 25month-old

Earlier this evening. In the car.

Alyssa: Mama, I want keys.
Me: Oh, you want a kiss? *puckers up and leans in* *gets stopped by a chubby hand*
A: Noooooo!!! I want keys! *points*
Me: Oh. Keys. CHEY.....

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Earlier this evening. In the same journey. Nadya was fussing in the car.

Alyssa responded several times with “shhhhhh” to shush Nadya up.
K and I were frustrated with Nadya. But we couldn’t help but smile at Alyssa’s response haha.

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The helper had her day off today and when she came back, Alyssa was trying to tell her that we went out earlier in the evening.

A: Auntie Hope, we go out somewhere. We eat um-um. Yummy!
Helper: Where did you go?
A: There!

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On Friday evening.

Me: Alyssa, can you count to 100?
A: Yesh! 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14.......100!
Super shortcut lol.....!!

I knew it!

Alyssa woke several times during the night last night. She was screaming and asking for me.

I was thinking that she might be coming down with a fever soon...

And voila. Her form teacher just called.

She's running a 38.4C temperature.

K's gone to fetch her home from the school already.....
My sweet little happy pill....sigh...:(

I hope she sleeps better tonight. And I hope Nadya will be ok. She was acting out last night as well...
May this Mama get sufficient rest tonight...!

The Dam

It finally broke. At 3am in the morning. 

Triggered out of pure frustration, anger and desperation. 

Nadya has been crying every single night since 2 or 3 weeks ago. Every single time she wakes up to pee. Which is usually twice a night. And on rare occasions, 3 times. And she takes long to fall back to sleep. Half the time she needs to fuss before she falls back to sleep. 

I don’t know what happened. What changed. It wasn’t so bad previously. 

She whimpers and kicks several times during the night and a he talks at times in her sleep as well.

I’m tired af. Finally cried. At 3am. Was so frustrated at her senseless crying and fussing earlier on after she got up to pee. 

She fussed a lot before she slept as well. I had to clench my fists to stop myself from screaming. I had to sit facing the wall for 5-10mins to keep myself sane and not lose it. 

Tired. Frustrated. Raw. 

Lagging on some work stuff as well. And on some personal things to do. 

I want a break. 

From everything. And everyone. 

Hurt is when

Your younger girl says “I don’t want Mama!”.

3 times.  

In her fussy, sleepy, crying, messy state.

While being carried by the helper.

She’s never done that previously. I’m upset. Quite upset. Very upset. 

My firstborn

I know I have a sensitive and emo girl - Nadya. But I didn't know she feels that much.

I promised her she could watch a short video the other day. It was a video of Belle (from the 1991 cartoon Beauty and the Beast) going out in the snowy wilderness and getting trapped in the waters of an icy lake when the thin layer of ice on the lake's surface broke. The Beast turned up at the last critical moment and rescued her. Belle was so exhausted and traumatised that she was limp in his arms.

It was a 4-min video I think. When it ended, I turned to look at Nadya and her eyes were already teary and red-rimmed. I got a shock and immediately hugged her.

Turned out that she thought Belle was going to die and she felt so sad that she started tearing.

:(  My sensitive little girl....
Maybe I should be more careful...

Kim Joo Hyuk

Kim Joo Hyuk's death in a bad car accident on 31 October was a shock to many in the Korean entertain industry. And to his fans as well as those who watch 2D1N Season 3.

It was somewhat of a shock to me as well and for several days after that I did feel a little down.
Afterall, I'd watched all 200 episodes (almost 200 I think) Season 3 episodes from end 2013 to date over the last 8 months or so. And I feel rather "close" to the 2D1N members of Season 3 (past and present)....

He was only 46, at the prime of his career and he was planning to marry his girlfriend as well...

Rest in peace KJH, Gutaeng-hyung.
I hope you are reunited with your parents now and having fun with them on the other side of the rainbow.

Me these days

Testy
Irritable
Sensitive
Impatient
Frustrated
Teary
Tired


Various things to be done
Various things to remember
Miniscule things
Bigger things
Some grating team-mates


Need more patience
Need more adrenaline
Need more zen


Need to learn how to pick my battles
Need to remind myself that some battles can be fought later on, at the right timing

Dad

My Dad's turning 75 in 2 weeks' time.

It doesn't quite hit me yet that he's of that age till I wrote it down. Our parents are really getting older...I'm glad they are still relatively mobile and independent.

He's getting old. But his bad temper is still there. Obstinate like an ox at times. Feisty and crabby too. He may throw a fit and complain till the cows come home but at the end of the day, he will usually still reluctantly give in to my mum if she is persistent enough.

The one thing that turns him into mush is probably his 2 grand-daughters hahahha.

Mum & Dad argued on the phone yesterday. We were having 3-way conversation and he slammed the phone down on the both of us. He's never done that before and while it didn't really surprise me, I was still a little taken back that he'd felt so strongly about the whether to buy a new fridge for their home or not.

Anyway....I'm hoping the both of them will work out something. As they've had for the last 40-odd years :)

Conversations with a 4yr-old

During bathtime last Friday.

Nadya: Mama! Look at my pee! It's yellow. *grins*
Me: Erm yup...
N: Is it only Singaporeans' pee that is yellow? Or (all) humans?
Me: All humans darling....depends on how much water you drink too...the shade of yellow will be different.
Me: I think animals' pee is yellow too....

Bio lesson? Lol...

Mum

Mum was discharged last Friday i.e. 27 Oct, after a couple days' stay in the hospital.

Her CT scan, ECG, heart echo, blood tests were ok. She didn't manage to do a proper stomach endoscopy though. And that was where they discovered what was wrong.

She has a narrowing of her esophagus, which explains why she had difficulty swallowing stuff in the 2 weeks before she was admitted. Each time she swallowed food or even water, she would experience pain in her chest. The hospital also discovered a small white protrusion within the esophagus, just above the narrowing. They managed to scrape a portion of it out to do a biopsy. She lost about 2-over kg.

They were supposed to get back to us this Monday on the biopsy results. It's Thursday already but we've not heard from them yet. I suppose this is good news. No news is good news right?

All we can do now is to wait till Nov 15 for her next appointment with the hospital.

In the meantime, she's eating rather light foods and chewing everything into very tiny pieces before swallowing. She's taking strong antacids and other strong anti-acid medication to combat her acid reflux.

She's a little frustrated at having to eat just mee sua or porridge everyday and has started experimenting with tiny pieces of pandan cake and chee cheong fun. All good so far so she's happy about that.

Jiayou mummy!
I hope you don't lose anymore weight.....

I don't mean to be mean but....

So a Facebook messenger group chat was set up like 4 years ago for my primary school class.
There was a gathering at that time but I didn't attend it as I was in my last few weeks of pregnancy.

Someone revived the chat this morning. To inform the rest of us that an ex-classmate's mother had passed on. Details of the wake were also shared and we were encouraged to send in messages of support and love to the chat. Someone suggested pooling funds and sending a wreath to the wake. 

I don't mean to be mean but....

• When the initial message came in to notify us that so-and-so's mum had passed on, I was wondering who that so-and-so was. I simply couldn't recall that classmate at all. When I finally remembered roughly who she was, I couldn't put a face to the name.   
• I've not seen nor spoken to that classmate for 25 years. After we went our separate ways after the PSLE, I did not keep in touch much with my classmates...
• I don't think I would (i) contribute anything to the wreath or the wake, and (ii) drop by the wake.

While she shared maybe 2-3 years of primary school life with me, she was not part of my life for the next and more important 25 years and I don't think we would reconnect anytime soon too.... 

To my P6 ex-classmate:

I'm sorry for your loss...My deepest condolences to you and your family. I hope your father is taking it well too. It sounds cliched but it's true, time does wash away some of the pain so take heart. Jiayou.