These Moments…

These moments is what I enjoy most with my children…

Having JS snuggling against my chest sound asleep. I can just sit down there or lying down, close my eyes smelling her hair, stroking her head and her back. Just some quiet peaceful moment we shared. Very heart warming. She can listen to my heartbeats, feel my breath over her head and the rising and lowering of my chest when breathing is so soothing to her it’s lulling her into deep slumber.

Even when she’s going to be 4 now and she has grown so tall, she still likes to snuggle against my chest to let me stroke her hair. I don’t have any picture taken on these precious moment. The closest I can find is this

Cradding WH and breastfeed him. Unlike JS, he doesn’t like to snuggle against my chest. He would struggle off after less than 1 minute. When he was smaller, he would cry and protest and now he’s more mobile he would struggle away, climb all over me, poking my eyes, digging my nose and pinching my face. The quiet moment we shared is when I’m nursing him, where I can hold his hand and stroke the side of his head. The feeling is not as close as having him snuggle against my chest… The closest we shared is when I wear him in the sling or when I’m nursing him, but still I cherish these moment.

Plastic Surgery

There are 2 very close person in my life that has done it. A nose job and another a chin/jaw job. They are both single, having successful career and have the spending power to pamper themself. Understandable. Full stop.

But….

A mother of 2. Gave up breastfeeing because it’s too troublesome. Slim down a great deal, turned into a sex siren. Left hubby and two young kids when the youngest is less than 2 years old to seek for a better life for herself. Partying, clubbing, drinking, smoking, use drug, has various boyfriends, even two timing. Later got her latest boyfriend to sponsor her for a boobies job (breast implant) and got dumped by this latest boyfriend…. I can just open my mouth in awe… puzzle and speechless. No..this is not drama, it happens in real life, to someone I knew personaly.

My maternal instinct just won’t allow me to abandone my kids for my own pleasure. I love my hubby too much, I have choosen him and we got married, so I will stick to him through good and through bad. As for a breast implant sponsor by boyfriend, it’s just unthinkable. No matter what,my family, My DEAR HUBBY and my CHILDREN are my top priorities.

Dream…

I dreamt…..

-Of being pregnant with my 3rd.

-Of someone that I’ve known in my secondary school days, which I’m not too close with and have lost contact for more than 10 years.

I dreamt of these 2 things so often over the past few months. I can understand the first, because JS has been mentioning about wanting a meimei so often, she even tells everybody about it. I’m quite ready for a 3rd one, just that need to time it so that baby can arrive after my exam next year, which make the age gap between WH and baby to be 3 years, PERFECT!!

2nd dream, not too sure why this SOMEONE keeps appearing in my dream. I don’t even know this SOMEONE’s whereabout and we weren’t even close, perhaps this SOMEONE can’t even recall who I am.

Musician To Be?

There’s no questionating about JS’s interest in music. She moves along to any music, though sometimes stiff and odd, she sings whenever she likes be it any songs she knew or she put in her own words into any tune she knew. Even the teachers in school notice her love in music.

Last night I scolded her about something. More like a nag than a scold. She walked away from me knowing that I’m mad with her. She was playing by herself in the room. Then suddenly I heard her “singing” : “Mummy angry, mummy angry…. ” to the tune of Clementine/Bagun pagi. She must have sense that it was not my FULLBLOWN ANGER/SCOLD. I wanted to laugh upon hearing it. How could I be angry for long?

JS and her 3 years old birthday present. Ku Ma asked her what she wants for birthday. She said guitar, so Ku Ma bought her that.
JS and her Christmas present. Again Ku Ma asked “What do you want for Christmas?” , JS said “Drum” and her wish came true.
Having fun on mummy’s piano.
More of her instruments.

It’s Over..

It’s over… it’s over, thank goodness, finally it’s over. I’ve just collected the last 2 cars from McD for my son’s sake (Not to say he knows anything about it yet!) No more Happy Meal for me, no more McEgg Muffin every Thursday morning. No more reminding myself of Thursday coming, need to get the toys. I actually don’t like fast food except A&W Conney Dog. Just because of this collectibles, I have to visit McD so often. You see, I’m so “kiasu”, I will go get the collectible on Thursday morning afraid they might run out of stock. (The new toys are release every Thursday at McD) I don’t know about in KL or other big cities, but I’m lucky that in Senawang, it’s not that crazy till that they will run out of stock within a day. I remember in year 1999, when I collected the many pairs of little bear set, it was really frenzy crazy. I queue at Amcorp McD before they were opened, and has been pushed around, stepped at by some ah soh just to rush for the final pair of the collection. Real crazy. Besides the bears that I have a complete set, Cars is another. I tried to avoid been caught in the collection fever, rushing and fighting with everyone.

Ok…..this is for WH, I’ve got the 2 posters as well

Got the Cars after I drop JS at school. WH was the first to see what I’ve got. He has choosen LUIGI for himself, and he took FLO to me and said “Jie jie” , meaning that’s for JS. How thoughtful he is. I know for sure if JS is around, she would have taken the 2 newly bought Cars and get the brother to play with the older one.

Air Con

Both JS and WH cannot live without the air con. They need to have the air con on for their nap and at night eventhough sometimes the weather is not too hot. Maybe they are use to the air con temperature for sleeping because since day one they have been sleeping in the air con room.

Last night was a bit cold, it has been raining during the day, so we turned on the ceiling fan instead of the air con. JS was not happy with it, but eventually she fell asleep. Hours later, she was fussing in her sleep. 1/2 asleep and 1/2 awake, she has been tossing and turning around and unable to get back to bed. Touch her hair, it has been soaked with sweat. So I turned on the air con, and immediately she’s sound asleep again. Even sometimes the air con is on, when the kids woke, I still find wet patches of sweat on my bedsheet. Habit or is the weather really that HOT?

Easel

Hubby bought an easel for the kids from IKEA last weekend. One side of it is a whiteboard, the other side is a black board and you can roll a paper from the middle. The kids love it very much. Since hubby forgotten to buy the paper, so the kids are drawing on the whiteboard at the moment.

WH likes to scribble on it. He knows how to open the marker’s cap. When he wants to erase of the drawing, he knows that he needs to put back the cover on the marker first. And he knows to pick the correct cover for the marker if there were two.

I hold his hand once to draw a car. After that he keeps coming back to me, wanted me to hold his hand to draw again.

JS wrote some alphabets at the top of the board and doesn’t want WH to mess with it, but cheeky WH stands on the chair and scribbled all over JS’s writing, after that he gave me a cheeky grin.

Home… Before & After

When I first met my hubby, his bachelor home is chick and classy. It’s not big, but cosily set up. It remained that way till we got married.

Along the way, we conceived JS. We planned a nursery for her, converting the guest room into nursery.

But it didn’t go as planned. As soon as JS’s born, we moved the cot into our master bedroom and co-sleep with her. Just can’t imagine how we could manage to sleep in 2 separate rooms. So gone our nicely set up master bedroom for couple. It’s turned into a family room with a cot.

During the first 2 years with JS, we’ve collected more toys. And part of our living room is dominated by JS’s thing including a play pen.
JS’s play area.

Then came my boy. And our home become……

With very possible corners dominated by the kid’s stuffs. From the free space at the top of the shelfs in every room including the maid’s, to empty travel luggage bag, to under the bed and any storage boxes, it’s the KIDDO’s STUFFS. We no longer display photos on our book shelf, because it’s cramp with BOOKS. BOOKS for the children (ok, ok… I have added on my collection of recipes, but still most of it are the kid’s) (we still have parts of the things kept at SIL’s and MIL’s place as our current house is not a permanent one)

And sometimes the house look like this as if been swept by hurricane.
(These pictures taken before I have a maid, so some days there were even bed that is unmake)

With 2 mobile kids snacking everywhere, it’s not uncommon to find crumbs under the sofa or any corner in the house, even bits and pieces of play dough everywhere. With their sticky dirty hands, they walk around and touch everywhere. Without my maid, I guess I will go beserk running behind, tracking where they go to wipe all the stains or I will end up co-habitat with ANTS!

Training the kids to pick up their toys after they play. They have the habit of leaving the things behind and go for another. Sometimes when I’m keeping the toys, WH will volunteerily come to help me, but for JS, I will need to call and call and most time find her not moving.

Last night I asked the kids
“Who never keep toys?”
JS :”DIDI”
WH: “Jie jie”

Finally WH can talk abit and both are pointing fingers at each other.

WH’s New Words

List of WH’s new words

1) Ah Kong (Paternal grandfater)
2) Ah Mah (Paternal grandmother)
3) Kong Kong (Maternal grandfather)
4) Poh Poh (Maternal grandmother)
5) Cup
6) Tar (star)
7) Bowl
Up
9) Ball
10) Yu (fish in Mandarin)
11) Ish (fish)
12) Jiu jiu (my brother)
13) Milk
14) Bubbles
15) Night
16) Bye
17) Ehllo (hello)
18) Go ( for going places, sometimes when he says go (goal), he would go look for his ball and kick it around.)
19) Mahme (mummy – Finally he’s saying it)
20) Snake
21) Pin pin (pain)

He can recognize the letter A & B and can actually says it.

I even make him says a sentence when he wants to be nursed
“Mama, nen nen pleesh(please)”

It’s like overnight, he’s uttering more words. I’m glad and it’s fun to hear.

Little Accident

There was a little accident at JS’s school this morning. Upon reaching the school, I saw one of JS’s teacher ready to leave. She looks in pain and apparently something had happened. The principle was standing there with her. Found out that she was scalded by hot boiling water all over her laps. I saw her limbing to a waiting car to head to the clinic. I don’t know how it happened, was it due to the teacher’s carelessness, an accident? What exactly has happened earlier, I didn’t know, I pity the teacher (she’s JS’s favourite) but I shudder upon the thought of this kind of accident happening in a pre-school. The thought of “WHAT IF” keep flashing in my mind. WHAT IF there is kid around her at that time? WHAT IF it’s the kids that has got scalded instead of her? I remember seeing the school boiling water for morning break at one of the corner of the class, ON THE FLOOR. ( I suppose there is no electric socket at the pantry area??) WHAT IF a naughty kid go play with the kettle while it’s boiling? I really dare not imagine.

There was also once that one of JS’s classmate got choke by a candy and they had to sent her to the paed a few doors away. That’s why I always reminded JS never to put the whole candy in her mouth. I’m thinking maybe it’s time the school review their safety measure. Sometimes I think they are under staff. There are 5 classes, all with not more than 12 students, 4 teachers, 1 principle, 1 tea lady, a Mandarin teacher that come twice a week and a music master that comes (don’t know how many times a week) to the school, maybe they need one more teaching assistant. Especially when there will be teacher on leave or MC.