Meh Day

Not feeling too good today. :( And I'm not sure why. Quite stoned, quite "seh", a little breathless, a little nauseous. Eyes are feeling awfully dry and "siap" since morning as well. 

May God bless me and keep me healthy so that I can look after the little girl....

Breathe

I'm not a patient person. That's why I'm not that good with kids. With my own child, I am learning to stretch my patience more. On some days though, my limits are tested thoroughly and I start to lose my last shreds of patience. This afternoon happens to be one of such days.

Sigh.

Learning and cultivating greater patience.

May my threshold be raised to much higher levels. 

Ohm.

Metamorphosis. Post-partum - III

And so I was praised by the relatives for losing quite abit of my pregnancy weight fast (when I saw them during the Christmas celebrations). That certainly put a huge grin on my face. :D

But then again...festivities usually involve ingesting lots of good food and the waistline usually suffers as a result. 

- Put back several hundred grams of weight over the last few days. Tummy area seems more bloated again. Part of the mind is horrified but the other part says "To heck with it! Eat! It's the festive season!" Oh well, it's always a dilemma.

- Skin discolourations are getting slightly lighter. Just a little. It could be back to normal at a faster rate but I am not complaining. As long as those areas get lighter...

- Dark eye circles are permanently etched  on my face liao. Fml. 

- Hair is really starting to fall out already. When I shampoo my head, strands of my hair end up entwined between my fingers. Sobs.

- Itchy face has improved somewhat because I started using the medicated face wash again. 

- Feet have grown bigger by a size! I used to wear size 37 and last week when I bought shoes, I had to get size 38s. Bunion on my right foot seems to be getting bigger too hmm.

Little fashionista

Little Baby has received her Christmas presents. And wow, coupled with whatever we received for her birth and manyue, we won't need to buy anymore clothes for the next few months. We have enough stock on hand to last her till she turns 6-7monhs I think.

Burgeoning wardrobe.

I am beginning to lose track of what clothes she owns and what sizes they are. 

But I know for sure that she has at least 20 pairs of socks that can last her till she is 9months or even a year old. Gosh. 

Her wardrobe's getting to be more fantastic than mine man...

圣诞节

It is Little Baby's first Christmas.

Merry Christmas Little Baby!

May this Yuletide season bring you much happiness and joy. Stay blessed, healthy and happy always. 

Daddy and Mummy love you.

Muacks!

That mop of hair

That mop of hair on Little Baby's head has been a conversation opener since the day she was born. Nurses, doctors, relatives, friends, strangers. Men and women alike. The first thing they say when they see her is "Wah, a lot of hair!"

Vanity

The mop is growing longer with each passing day. As with any female parent, when your daughter's hair grows longer, your hands will start to itch to do something to it. I finally bought hairclips for her that day. I bought some cutesy hair ties too but those will be used only when she's older and when the mop gets even longer. Verdict? I love the clip in her hair haha. The picture doesn't do justice though, she was fidgeting and that was the best pic I could take of her when she had on her hairclip.

Wolverina

If there ever was a female version of the Wolverine character, she would qualify for it given the stubborn waves and curls in her hair. The ones just above her left ear seem to be particularly stubborn and curl out in huge waves. On some days, the way her hair curls totally reminds me of Wolverine's hairstyle in the X-men movies.

Afro

I get tickled (figuratively) everyday when I bathe her. Just because her hair gets so frizzy and curly when it's wet. And here's a photo of her getting gloriously upset because she was just taken out of her warm bath.

Fuzzy

And...I get tickled (literally) when I carry her upright with her head on my chest. Her hair brushing the underside of your chin and your neck can be quite ticklish haha. 

P/s: typing this post took me two days!

December

I've always liked December, mainly because of Christmas and of the cooler weather. I think I like December even more so now because...the little girl seems to sleep better (at least for the past week or so)

And I attribute this to:

- the cooler weather

- the neighbours' dogs being quieter since there are lesser passers-by due to the rain

- lesser traffic noise due to vehicles travelling slower because of the wet roads 

- December is simply an awesome month 

P/s: October is an awesome month too since both hers and my birthdays fall in that month. :) 

Sorry K darling, April is awesome too, but still less so than October. 

Thankful

It's been 2 and a half months. Interestingly, I still find myself staring at Little Baby and wondering with amazement how on earth did this cute little precious creature come from within me?

Frenchies' Xmas Gathering 2013

Didn't manage to take a group photo this time round because several folks came at different times. But I am still happy we saw all of them. And I'm thankful we're a tight group who get along pretty well with each other. 

Time flies and it's been 6.5 years since we've known each other. Here's to many more years to come! 

This was the only photo I managed to take of the gathering especially since my hands were occupied with food or milk or Little Baby most of the time. :) It's a seafood linguini dish from Modestos.

Little Baby and Basketball

Me: Do you think Little Baby will be a good basketball player next time?

K: Har? Abit too early to tell right? She can't even walk yet.

Me: I think she will be a good basketball player.

K: Why?

Me: Because she is already dribbling a lot when she drinks milk. 

K: -_-"

Me: hahahahaha

K: -_-"

Not funny meh? I thought I was quite witty to have come up with this joke. :D

Liberation

3hours spent alone in a shopping mall, out of which 1h 15mins was spent in a salon. So in 1h 45mins...I somehow managed to buy....

- 3 pairs of shoes

- 2 boxers

- 1 top

- 2 phone covers 

- 3 chicken pies 

- Groceries (4 cup noodles, 2 packets of yogurt, 1 pack of biscuits) 

- Hairclips and rubber bands for myself and the little girl 

Wah I've never been so efficient and so quick to spend money before! Lol look what 2 months of staying at home without any "shopping for myself" time can do to you. 

Say cheese!

After a very trying day on Tuesday, the little girl was in a pretty good mood on Wednesday. And for the first time ever, she gave a little shriek when she smiled/laughed. It was also the first time ever that she smiled so much in a single day!

Feeling domesticated

Rolling up cotton balls to clean Little Baby's backside with. 

Heh

One of the positive things about being on maternity leave during December is that you check your bank account and there it is, your pay is nicely credited into your account. Together with your year-end bonus. Without you doing actual office work. 

*beams*

Zzzzzz

It has been a trying day. Physically and mentally. Drained. Signing out.

Metamorphosis. Post-partum - II

Oh...the darnest things!

- Chest has gone back to its original state (read: size) now that I am no longer breastfeeding. Darn.

- Hairfall seems to be starting a little. Darn.

- Skin has started itching. Started from the face and now my limbs as well. Don't know why. Darn.

- I still cannot wear my wedding ring!! Darn.

- I discovered varicose veins on my right ankle. A bunch of ugly red and purple meandering lines, not protruding though. Darn. 

-  Eyes are still not used to wearing contacts for long. Max I can tahan is 6-8 hours. 

- The tummy seems to have gone down just a teeny bit but it is STILL present and is still as wobbly as ever. I can still squeeze into some existing clothes but they make me look like a muffin-top. I haven't had the guts to try my skinnies yet. Darn.

3-4 more kg to go. Ganbatte!

(Oh but darn, I just gorged on Ben & Jerries chocolate ice-cream last evening.)

The Duckies

For the first time in 2 whole months, I had a "day off" and went out on my own for a few hours to meet up with the Duckies. 

I didn't manage to speak much with them during Little Baby's manyue celebration and was glad to meet up with them this time round. Loads of laughter, nonsense and general talk with an Xmas gift exchange thrown in for good measure. 

It felt good to be able to chill in Selin's new place too. (I love the way they did up their new home!) Things were at our own time and target and at the decibel levels we chose. (Most of the time we get too loud for establishments and get stares from neighboring tables lol.)

10years on. 

Here's to many more years of friendship! 

Unhappy

Y: Don't break her spirit!!

The moment that statement was uttered, I felt anger. All I could think of was "what the fuck?" and "what the hell are you trying to say?". 

Rage and that bitter feeling of unjustice came on later. To the extent that the floodgates opened. Rage boileth over. 

Ascertain what is going on before you accuse people of things and before you jump to a conclusion. 

We all want the best for the girl. What gives you the right to say (no, shout) something like that to us? We're the parents. Do you think we would intentionally want to inflict suffering on her? I carried her inside me for 9-over months. I was cut open so that she could be brought into this world. What gives you the right to utter something like that to us?

I naively thought that sleep would bring me more calmness and that I could write off the incident as another silly thing in my little black book. 

Hell no. It's 150am in the morning. I am awake and I am still feeling the anger and resentment. This is not good. This is not healthy. The floodgates have opened slightly again. 

It's been a long time since my emotions have been stretched this way. A rubber band still has a limit to its elasticity.

God, I seriously implore you, grant me more patience, more peace, more calmness and more level-headed-ness to deal with all these. 

Keeping my head above the water. Just barely. I hope I can remain calm enough to take care of the little girl and that she won't pick up too much on my (frazzled) emotions. 

My dear blog

I need to apologise to you my dear blog, my friend and listening ear for the last 8 years....

I've been ranting non-stop for the last 2 months. So sorry about it...

But you're the only one who I can "talk" to during the day when K is not around.

Thank you for being there all these years...You have provided me with much appreciated companionship.

Sigh (III)

Epic. Conversation this morning.

Me: She wants to sleep.
Y: Ok, I carry her for awhile and put her to sleep. 

minutes later...

Me: *sees that Y keeps talking and having a long-winded monologue with the baby*
Me: Are you putting her to sleep?
Y: No. Her eyes are open.
Me: Of course lah. You keep talking to her!!
Y: *finally shuts up*


Wah lau.