the conversation

I don't remember alot of things lately. I'm especially forgetful like an old woman. But, I do remember specific things like having extreme stomach ache in Penang when I was 6, and damn it, I had to pose for a picture. So, can you imagine, me sitting on the rocks somewhere and having to balance looking all cringed up because I was ready to explode any minute while smiling as if I was having the best time in the world.

Or, blow by blow account of my birth story, what was going on in my head as well as what was happening to me.

And not to mention my hubby's look each time (only twice by the way) I told him I was pregnant after secretly urm..diagnosing the pregnancy myself. So, anyway this is how it went :

Me : I'm pregnant (with Ash)
Hubby : Oh really (with delight in his face)...group hhug!!

Me : I'm pregnant (with Em)
Hubby : Oh..(like someone told him his dog died)..but group hug was given

Me : So, do you still want a 3rd baby?
Hubby : No...no...no..no more...mou kao siew...

O_o

ps : no photos. I haven't the slightest idea what happened to good ol' blogger these couple of days. I am not sure if it's just me or it's a universal problem. I haven't been able to upload photos. Neither have I been able to see nor publish comments. I can only view them on my gmail. Arrrggghhh...

my little helper

Since I don't have a maid, everyone in the house needs to chip in (read : everyone else does the work while momsie sit back and relax).

Also, it doesn't matter how old you are or if you're tall enough, everyone works.

The only one who gets to escape (for now) is miz em. In 2 years, she'll have to chip in as well.

So anyway, in this photo, Ash is helping me to wash up. She's washing (or attempting to) Em's bottle. This event took place last Thursday when she was with me the whole day. After lunch and after washing her hands, she took the liberty of rinsing Em's bottle which was lying on the dish rack because, it was the only thing she could reach. Of course, serious washing only lasted about oh, 2 seconds. After which, 'playing with water' ensued and that lasted for more than 5 minutes. It would've lasted longer had I pry her away from the sink.

Note to self : remember to supply workers with work gloves.

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.