Archive for August, 2006
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Tuesday, August 8th, 2006After parking my car at what seemed like an old dilapidated block of flats, I made my way up to the home of Mrs Gabriel, bumping into a little girl on her pink tricycle, assumingly one of the neighbour’s daughters. Three landings and eighty three steps later, I rang the white electric doorbell. An entrance […]
The Rat Race of the Asian Toddler
Tuesday, August 8th, 2006If you were left alone in this world to raise a child without external influences, have you ever thought what type of child you would raise? Ask yourself deep down. What are the values you want inculcated in your child? When does your child really need to know his alphabet and multiplication tables? Would you […]
I have cancer
Tuesday, August 8th, 2006We are all too familiar with the platitude, it won’t happen to me.
What are the chances that I would strike a lottery in my lifetime or break a leg whilst skiing or lose an uncle in an unfortunate car crash? Many of us take for granted that it just won’t happen to me but […]
Politically correct lines versus brute honesty
Sunday, August 6th, 2006So I’ve been real tired since the Ibu house move and all our other activities that I am telling myself we need to slow down. Seriously….I need to force myself to say NO. And guess what? This weekend, we already have Saturday - kidsport at 11am, birthday party at 4pm and dinner with Dutch family […]
Toddler communicating
Sunday, August 6th, 2006We went for playgroup today and after that were invited to one of the mom’s house for lunch. A few of us arrived before the host so the maid let us in while we made ourselves comfortable on the carpeted floor. The lights were all off, with the haze, it was pretty dim indoors (with […]
Fancy dress in puke
Sunday, August 6th, 2006Cough, cough, Oouack! A projectile of puke flew onto me at exactly 7.30pm, just as we were about to open the car door to step out for dinner. This as she chewed on a piece of shredded wheat. My dearest husband goes, “Oh no! The car!” as I am suddenly thrown into Worryland wondering what […]
What is Romance?
Saturday, August 5th, 2006I was born under the star-sign that is supposed to be the most romantic of all star-signs, whatever that means. I cant say if I am a romantic but I certainly know how to appreciate a romantic man. So what exactly is romance?
When I was 16, my childhood sweetheart said to me one evening while […]
I’m not ready.
Saturday, August 5th, 20065 years ago, I married my husband after knowing him for 3 years. We met at the office as we both worked so hard & didnt have a life. 6 months after knowing him, he said he wasnt ready for marriage. Fair enough. I asked when he thought he’d be ready & he gave me […]
A Painful Crap
Friday, August 4th, 2006Have you ever had one of these? A really painful crap? (poo-poo, shit, defecation…..you get the picture). You know the ones where your stomach churns an spins and feels like acid is pinching your inner stomach walls and nails are being hammered into your internal organs at mid-body?
I had one of those today. All I […]
The train is losing steam…
Thursday, August 3rd, 2006OK. Being a Stay-At-Home-Mom is the hardest job in the world.
For the longest time, I’ve been losing steam chugging along bringing up this toddller of mine. There are days when I tell myself it’s over. Can’t do this anymore. Days like today….
With only 4 hours of sleep last night, (mind you, I haven’t had a […]
Tessa’s 1st Home Made Card
Thursday, August 3rd, 2006Another post from Tessa:
I made a Father’s Day card for my precious Daddy today. It is Father’s Day this Sunday. I made the card out of blue card and stuck colourful hearts on it. Mummy helped cut the hearts out and I had fun putting glue on the hearts and stars and sticking them down. […]
What’s in a Name?
Thursday, August 3rd, 2006My name is Tessa Maria Lee Tessia. I dont know if I should be telling that to you but this story will not be complete if I didnt. Mummy told me that ever since she was 16 years old, she had planned her whole life ahead - yes, including what she was going to call […]
The last leg of pregnancy
Thursday, August 3rd, 2006Towards the 3rd trimester of pregnancy, I had gestational diabetes and had to cut out all sugar, including my yummy ice creams! Corr…no wonder Tessa was only 1.3kg when I was 32 weeks old. My Dr was very worried that Tessa was too light and told me to stay in bed and not move around too much. Luckilly […]
The mind of a toddler
Thursday, August 3rd, 2006Wearing Bras
T wanted to wear my bra. When I told her it was way too big for her, she insisted she still wanted it. So I opened my bra drawer and picked out a very, very old pre-pregnancy bra; tightened the straps and put it on my less than 2 year old daughter and tied […]
Blogging alone is no fun
Thursday, August 3rd, 2006Yes. It is like being captivated in a solitary cell where you talk to yourself day in, day out and the only response you get is the cold concrete wall staring back at you. Since the 3 people who know of my blog have no comments to make, I shall open this very private sector […]
Post Office gripes
Thursday, August 3rd, 2006Have you ever been to a pleasant post office? Pray tell, because I would love to know how post offices operate in different parts of the world. I certainly remember very pleasant post office visits in England. I don’t know if they are all like that or just the ones I visited. Firstly, the people […]
Patience is a very hard learned virtue
Thursday, August 3rd, 2006I didn’t sleep much last nite. T had a high fever – AGAIN. This is how I spent my birthday.
My mom had a fever for 4 days. She saw a Doctor who said she had a virus and gave her some antibiotics. Many Doctors do that here in Malaysia, immediately. From just seeing your outer […]
Milestone achieved!
Thursday, August 3rd, 2006The day before yesterday, T told me for the 1st time in her life that she wanted to go poop. “Poo-poo”, she whimpered. And lo and behold, she pooped into her diaper. The same happened yesterday and today! I can officially announce that my dearest daughter at 17 months of age has realised her bowel […]