lil miz boz

Here is a recent photo of Em sitting on her grandpa's lap. He is her favourite. That's only because he carries her all the time...ALL.THE.TIME.

Which brings me to this - how do I do it with 2 kids?

The answer is pretty simple really...I don't. Half of the time, Ash is with her paternal grandparents. I did say how difficult miss em is (much like doing colon cleanse reviews). She really is. She won't sit still and wants to be carried all the time. As such, there is no way in PJ that I can handle 2 kids alone without help.

Yes, I have a sling, a really pretty one I bought from Chin Nee but I hardly use it. Not because it's not nice or anything of that sort, it's because Em wants to be carried upright facing forward. So, the sling is...well, in the closet.

I'm not sure what it is. But this is the only way miz boz will calm down. It's the only method of soothing her. I try not to indulge her too much though but it's hard, she'll bring the house down. I'm serious. The neighbours (the real ones...not on FT) are saying something about it too.

So, there, I can't do it alone. I really need someone to hold my hands. We're thinking about the possibility of a maid. But, the cost factor, the stranger in the house, the I-can't-walk-naked-anymore fear. It's not as easy as 1-2-3. We'll see how it goes.

Oh, and Choong asked me how do I handle jealousy among siblings. Ok, now this is something I want to know as well. Because, fortunately as of now, it's not happening yet in this house. Luckily for us, Ash is pretty good with her sis. So, I'm hoping it'll be this way for a long time to come but you know kids, things changes rather quickly with them.

Ok, gotta stop here. Ash needs to go to bed. Talk to ya later.

a quick one

I am really tired today even though, today was considered a good day in that I shouldn't be tired but I am. Mentally and physically. And, I haven't even begun my weight loss programme.

Anyway, I just wanted to say thanks to those who have followed me on Twitter. I must apologise because I don't twitter no more. I did sign up last year and I found it hard to follow so I stopped. I think I only twit twice. After that, I left it alone. Also, I wanted to delete or remove my account but I forgot my login user and my password *duh*.

So, anyway, I just thought I'd let you know here. Because I should be following you guys back but I can't cos i don't use it anymore. You can remove me from your list or whatever. Thanks though and sorry I won't be reciprocating.

em

Little monster inc here is now oh..a rough 4 and a half months. I haven't been keeping tabs on her her developments and er..her in general as much as I had on Ash. I've just been plain lazy. However, what I do know is that, this girl, she's one tough cookie. Would you believe it if I tell you that I'm almost at my pre-pregnancy self? And it's taken me less than 6 months to do it. Plus, I did it without the help of crazy diet pills.

You'd probably figure out by now that 1 - taking care of em is no monkey business. 2 - taking care of 2 kids is no monkey business. 3 - I am totally tired out at the end of the day.

Honestly, I don't know how people handle 3, 4, 5 or 20 kids... One thing's for sure, if it were me, I'd raise the white flag and get the hell out of there!!

the eyes

one of Ash's favourite things (apart from her torchlight...don't ask me why, how or what...it simply is) is her sunnies. Or, should I say, anyone's sunnies...especially, her aunt's.

She'll wear them, parade around, laugh and then, you'll never see them again. At least until I bring it back for you without her knowledge. I don't know where she gets the fashionista genes from because I can tell you, it won't come from me. And, I seriously doubt it's coming from hubby. Maybe, the genes skipped a generation. Really, really baffling...to me, this strange phenomenon is like me, trying to figure out what you can get from a disability appeal. And, the best part is, I don't think I'll ever figure it out at all.