I think my curiosity + interesting + reading spree is back again. Funny how with 32days mc at home (somehow), i didn't have any inspiration to read all the loads of stuff i would love to read, and get inspired by other people's house and other people's lives and other people's things. There's endless blogs online that are soooo nice! eye candy, it is. Even though i save it on my bookmarks, somehow i hardly ever get down to reading them more throughly as i would love to.
So now i'm...
~ reading 4 different books (3 of which are parenting-related, 1 of which is religious)
~ listening to TED talks
~ listening to really great sermons (the book of Ecclesiastes) by Pastor Mark Driscoll
~ trying to skim through parenting websites
~ trying to skim through aparmenttherapy.com, decor8.com, some cool unique home websites, some food websites with fantastic photos, Real Simple website that linked me to another place...you know this will never end!
Phews! I wish i have all the time in the world to catch up on these...and now with my nights getting later + shorter, there's less time. Actually, most of the time Eliza will eventually sleep by 10pm, and i'll catch up on some tidying up & emails, and if there's not Princess Hours to watch with Ww, we'll end up talking till 12pm at least. By then i'll have to decide whether to sleep or not...which for today, i didn't go off to sleep...and i want to update Eliza's blog on the many fun things she has been doing lately...but i don't think i'll have the energy and time to do so.
Another time... :)
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
Saturday, January 31, 2009
Still surviving the recovery mode
I'm halfway through my recovery (or MC days). They say that it takes 3-6months to physically recover (cos of the c-section) and another 6 more months for the body to bu3 (in chinese terms) itself back. That means it will only be another 1yr before we can start trying for a baby? hmm..eastern & western meds is so different.
Meanwhile i've been on a brain dead mode while doing quite almost zero reflections, reading books or anything that keeps me 'alive'. Even God seems so far away. Of course playing with Eliza is another part of my life that keeps me alive, i just feel sad i can't really bring her out and enjoy the outdoors, let her run about and explore the world. gosh sometimes i wish i have a place like what i read in a article in Real Simple for Eliza to run about in what the authors describe as "thriving in the summer green space and winter snowfields and autumn leaves" How i long for those kind of environment though i'm not really brought up in those places.
Anyway i managed to take a trip to the library & borrow my fav Real Simple mag for some inspiration. (yes i dream of those kind of houses, those kind of beautiful pictures...oooo..) ok i think it's just the way they take the photos...but oh so pretty!
So, while i'm trying to get my brain back on working & dreaming mode...some stuff i started reading on RS that's really nice...
In the Your Words section...the question of the month was "What is the secret to a good marriage?" and the winning quote was
"Come as you are.
Marry someone you love exactly as they are and be sure they feel the same. That way you'll never expect more of each other than you are each happy to give. ..."
That's what we said and still say to each other (not that verbally la) that we love and accept each other as who they are. After 5 years of dating, and 3 years of marriage, we haven't really gone much of a long way yet. Still we have molded into each other's 'kuan4', such that while we can't stand that part of each other, we accept that part of each other. Time also gives you a lot to remember and a lot to build upon, not just memories but like how your house grows as you live in it. Same...time has created our bond and only we know the lame things we say to each other and the secret ways we talk to each other.
Still there's much to know of each other. I only knew Ww liked noodles when we went on our honeymoon to Melbourne when he was craving for noodles and i was more than happy living by on sandwiches for all meals. AND he only knew that my blood type was the same as his...like 2weeks+ ago! See..don't underestimate how much or little you can know in a long time.
We look to our life ahead and continue to live and dream. We plan but God makes it happen.
Meanwhile i've been on a brain dead mode while doing quite almost zero reflections, reading books or anything that keeps me 'alive'. Even God seems so far away. Of course playing with Eliza is another part of my life that keeps me alive, i just feel sad i can't really bring her out and enjoy the outdoors, let her run about and explore the world. gosh sometimes i wish i have a place like what i read in a article in Real Simple for Eliza to run about in what the authors describe as "thriving in the summer green space and winter snowfields and autumn leaves" How i long for those kind of environment though i'm not really brought up in those places.
Anyway i managed to take a trip to the library & borrow my fav Real Simple mag for some inspiration. (yes i dream of those kind of houses, those kind of beautiful pictures...oooo..) ok i think it's just the way they take the photos...but oh so pretty!
So, while i'm trying to get my brain back on working & dreaming mode...some stuff i started reading on RS that's really nice...
In the Your Words section...the question of the month was "What is the secret to a good marriage?" and the winning quote was
"Come as you are.
Marry someone you love exactly as they are and be sure they feel the same. That way you'll never expect more of each other than you are each happy to give. ..."
That's what we said and still say to each other (not that verbally la) that we love and accept each other as who they are. After 5 years of dating, and 3 years of marriage, we haven't really gone much of a long way yet. Still we have molded into each other's 'kuan4', such that while we can't stand that part of each other, we accept that part of each other. Time also gives you a lot to remember and a lot to build upon, not just memories but like how your house grows as you live in it. Same...time has created our bond and only we know the lame things we say to each other and the secret ways we talk to each other.
Still there's much to know of each other. I only knew Ww liked noodles when we went on our honeymoon to Melbourne when he was craving for noodles and i was more than happy living by on sandwiches for all meals. AND he only knew that my blood type was the same as his...like 2weeks+ ago! See..don't underestimate how much or little you can know in a long time.
We look to our life ahead and continue to live and dream. We plan but God makes it happen.
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
Lack of motivation & inspiration
I have 2 1/2 more weeks of MC. Sounds really nice and i'm coming to terms that while i do feel more agile, I'm still not as strong and am still in a recovering stage.
Had a good but busy CNY weekend and from monday evening i was so tired out. On a scale of energy level 0-10 i was only 0.5. it was that bad. we had a really packed day. i napped in the morning and lunchtime was a rush, preparing things to go out. Then it was to Ww's grandparents place and my dad's relatives and then my mum's relatives. By the time we reached home it was 8plus.
I had to recuperate on tuesday with 2 naps and it was still not enough. yawnz...only managed to regain some energy this afternoon. I wonder how our body recovers.
Problem now is i don't really know what to do other than trying to find some inspiration online (but still not much) and then watching a lot of tv (something i don't usually do). Can't seem to pick up a book and read. Gosh i don't wanna waste my 'free time' away!
Can't really go out with Eliza unless someone's with me cos i can't carry her..due to my c-section cut. boohoo..i miss carrying Eliza :( i hope i don't have to wait 3 months for this. i'll feng1 diao4. and so i miss bringing her out...wish i could bring her to places like tumble tots to play but i think it'll be too exhausting for me. i'm not enjoying being so weak :6
God help me....
Had a good but busy CNY weekend and from monday evening i was so tired out. On a scale of energy level 0-10 i was only 0.5. it was that bad. we had a really packed day. i napped in the morning and lunchtime was a rush, preparing things to go out. Then it was to Ww's grandparents place and my dad's relatives and then my mum's relatives. By the time we reached home it was 8plus.
I had to recuperate on tuesday with 2 naps and it was still not enough. yawnz...only managed to regain some energy this afternoon. I wonder how our body recovers.
Problem now is i don't really know what to do other than trying to find some inspiration online (but still not much) and then watching a lot of tv (something i don't usually do). Can't seem to pick up a book and read. Gosh i don't wanna waste my 'free time' away!
Can't really go out with Eliza unless someone's with me cos i can't carry her..due to my c-section cut. boohoo..i miss carrying Eliza :( i hope i don't have to wait 3 months for this. i'll feng1 diao4. and so i miss bringing her out...wish i could bring her to places like tumble tots to play but i think it'll be too exhausting for me. i'm not enjoying being so weak :6
God help me....
Saturday, January 17, 2009
part 2
I'm just really thankful.
~ thankful for God's own divine timing for everything that went right and wrong.
I planned to arrive at work 1/2hr earlier that day. If i had gone later, things would have started to go wrong in the bus or something.
~ thankful for KY who was there beside me before we went to the hospital, helping me to communicate information, and passing the baton to Ww at the hopsital. I was wondering how Ww will know i'm there
~ thankful for SG's advanced medical system and standard. they were quite efficient in the diagnosis and treatment. maybe it's also cos ectopic pregnancies isn't really rare.
~ thankful for the many caring family members, brothers & sisters & friends & colleagues who came to visit me at the hospital and at home. their company & concern was really appreciated, especially when i was getting quite bored there too, although the 2nd day i was still quite immobile and tired in the HD ward. 1st day don't need to say, i was quite tired out and wasn't too keen on talking to Ww either as i wasn't allowed to drink any water and my throat was quite dry.
~ thankful for my in-laws who took really good care of Eliza while i was in hospital.
~ thankful for Ww's presence & love all this while. he had to do all the admin stuff but he was always nearby checking how i was. even while i was recuperating after the op, he kept checking on my how i was even when i wasn't at the ward. he insisted on seeing me while i was in the A&E even when visitors aren't allowed. (he said he didn't want to have to end up seeing me in some other state, basically dead, after everything and not even saying some last words to me.) he was sharing with his mentor that he wasn't ready for me to go yet, even though he knew that day will come, just not so soon
~ thankful for God's own divine timing for everything that went right and wrong.
I planned to arrive at work 1/2hr earlier that day. If i had gone later, things would have started to go wrong in the bus or something.
~ thankful for KY who was there beside me before we went to the hospital, helping me to communicate information, and passing the baton to Ww at the hopsital. I was wondering how Ww will know i'm there
~ thankful for SG's advanced medical system and standard. they were quite efficient in the diagnosis and treatment. maybe it's also cos ectopic pregnancies isn't really rare.
~ thankful for the many caring family members, brothers & sisters & friends & colleagues who came to visit me at the hospital and at home. their company & concern was really appreciated, especially when i was getting quite bored there too, although the 2nd day i was still quite immobile and tired in the HD ward. 1st day don't need to say, i was quite tired out and wasn't too keen on talking to Ww either as i wasn't allowed to drink any water and my throat was quite dry.
~ thankful for my in-laws who took really good care of Eliza while i was in hospital.
~ thankful for Ww's presence & love all this while. he had to do all the admin stuff but he was always nearby checking how i was. even while i was recuperating after the op, he kept checking on my how i was even when i wasn't at the ward. he insisted on seeing me while i was in the A&E even when visitors aren't allowed. (he said he didn't want to have to end up seeing me in some other state, basically dead, after everything and not even saying some last words to me.) he was sharing with his mentor that he wasn't ready for me to go yet, even though he knew that day will come, just not so soon
Reflections, lost and found
I wrote this on my 3rd night in the hopsital...
Ecclesiastes 3:1-2
There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under the heaven.
A time to be born and a time to die.
v.11
He has made everything beautiful in its time. He has also set eternity in the hearts of man.
....
God does it so that man will revere him.
Last night I could not sleep, maybe cos I slept a lot in e day.
Reflected on the dramatic day events and wondered why did God allow this to happen? Was it cos we didn't pray? Or what did we do wrong? Was it cos I was uncertain of cutie pie 2 in the light of my job stability that we didn't deserve her? It was just WHY? Why did God decide so?
CP2 (cutie pie 2) prob survived only 3 weeks plus and I wondered what would he/she be like if he/she survived. How would eliza have reacted to him/her. How would she play with him/her? Guess eliza will be older b4 she has a sibling to play,God willing.
Yet I thank God that he didn't let this happen later and our grief over our loss wouldn't be too a acute. Normally ectopic pregnancies get discovered around 6-8 weeks and mine was not even at 4weeks. I understand that all ectopic pregnancies will end in miscarriage, but still it's a life right? It's our baby.
Still we wouln't forget cuite pie 2 who is with the Lord, safe from the harms of the world. One day we'll know who he/she is. One day. The one He created but brought back home early to be safe in Him.
Ecclesiastes 3:1-2
There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under the heaven.
A time to be born and a time to die.
v.11
He has made everything beautiful in its time. He has also set eternity in the hearts of man.
....
God does it so that man will revere him.
Last night I could not sleep, maybe cos I slept a lot in e day.
Reflected on the dramatic day events and wondered why did God allow this to happen? Was it cos we didn't pray? Or what did we do wrong? Was it cos I was uncertain of cutie pie 2 in the light of my job stability that we didn't deserve her? It was just WHY? Why did God decide so?
CP2 (cutie pie 2) prob survived only 3 weeks plus and I wondered what would he/she be like if he/she survived. How would eliza have reacted to him/her. How would she play with him/her? Guess eliza will be older b4 she has a sibling to play,God willing.
Yet I thank God that he didn't let this happen later and our grief over our loss wouldn't be too a acute. Normally ectopic pregnancies get discovered around 6-8 weeks and mine was not even at 4weeks. I understand that all ectopic pregnancies will end in miscarriage, but still it's a life right? It's our baby.
Still we wouln't forget cuite pie 2 who is with the Lord, safe from the harms of the world. One day we'll know who he/she is. One day. The one He created but brought back home early to be safe in Him.
Thursday, January 15, 2009
My brush with Ectopic pregnancy - part 1
I'm typing this from my ward in SGH because there's no tv here, and it's kinda boring. If you do not know what ectopic pregnancy is about...an ectopic pregnancy occurs when the fertilised egg attaches itself outside the cavity of the uterus (womb). check out more in here or here. Actually i kinda knew what it is because i watched on Discovery Home & Health of some woman who had one for years without discovering about it.
Anyway the idea of what happened was so remote none of us (even our friends) expected it. So this is the long story of what happened. I'm sorry to bore anyone and everyone who reads this. But i'm just writing cos i want to write it all down..
In short, (if you want to save time not reading the lengthy description), i had a ectopic pregnancy that ruptured and caused internal bleeding. So i had to go for an emergency operation to clear the blood that was all over inside, and remove my right fallopian tube to save me. But i'm ok now and recovering.
Monday:
I was having tired spells where i would want to sleep by 11pm the past few days so i was suspecting that i was pregnant. I told Ww on sunday abt my suspicions and though maybe i could do the home preg test...on next saturday? Anyway i didn't and curiousity got the better of me and i did it monday morning. msg-ed Ww abt the good new on my way to work and wondered how long i shall keep mum before breaking the news.
Had cramps on and off the whole day but it was quite bearable though i didn't really know why.
Tuesday morning:
Wanted to get to work early to get some work done and managed to arrive at work at 830am with a bad stomache. Rushed to toilet to poop which i was quite relieved. But somehow didn't solve the pain. Somehow i started to break out in cold sweat and felt quite nauseous. I managed to rest a bit at my desk till 9am before i went to see a doctor. Really don't know what on earth is happening to me. Felt really pale and J was saying my lips were white.
I arrived at the clinic in one piece, thankfully. I felt better while i sat and waited for my turn. The doc ruled out diarrhoea as i mentioned that i was pregnant. He suggested i quickly have a ultrasound scan there or go see my gynae for a ultrasound scan. I managed to make an appt with my gynae at 12pm though the doc say it maybe too late. The recep at ACJ said i can see him asap. Still felt ok then, so i went to pay at the clinic counter. That was my first fainting spell. The next thing i knew, i was lying on the sofa. The doctor wanted to call the ambulance but i insisted i could juz call my colleague and we can just take a cab. (i thought it was too incovenient to call an ambulance cos i didn't think it was really serious, and then the thought of going to A&E & waiting really long for my turn wasn't too good either).
Problem was the second time round, i passed out again, while i was trying to get out. This time there was no argument about getting the ambulance since i couldn't even make it out of the clinic! As long as i was lying down i felt perfectly fine.
I msged Ww in the ambulance on my way to tell him that i'm going to SGH and not KK hospital and told him to call me, just in case he got to the wrong hospital.
(con't on friday...at home)
Tuesday late morning:
I was wheeled into the A&E immediately once we reached there. They were really quite fast, and there were a lot of questions to be answered. "is this your 1st pregnancy? are you single or married? are you allergic to any drugs...?" Then there were blood tests, and they checked my blood pressure (BP) regularly, and then it's the machine checking my vital heart beat and i'm not sure what else. I was kinda relieved when the doctor came cos there's someone who can diagnose what was going on. He pressed my lower abdomen here and there, and asked when he released, if it hurt more. (of cos it does..interestingly..somehow they knew what to check huh?). Did a postural BP which failed cos i couldn't even stand up without fainting. Basically, my blood pressure (BP) has been quite low about 70+ - 80+ range, where a normal range is 100+
Eventually, he told me that it could be an ectopic pregnancy, and that they're going to get the gynae to check and confirm it. I think after that he went out to tell Ww who was outside. (interesting how bored you are that u'll evesdrop on every conversation and comment the doctors and nurses make).
Ww did make his way in to the A&E critical and resusciatation section even though visitors weren't allowed. he couldn't stay long over there though cos it was supposed to be out of bounds but he was telling me he had better see me first, just in case.
Anyway, by then i have been waiting for a while and the gynae finally did come. Still, he couldn't see what was happening clearly with the ultrasound. So he had to call the senior gynae, who did a v.ultrasound and confirmed the diagnosis. By then my tummy had sharp pains when i breathe too hard. Another doctor came and explained what is going to happen, and what is happening. Basically, there was a rupture and there was bleeding inside so i'll need to be sent for an emergency operation to stop the bleeding and also remove my right fallopian tube. The gynae also explained that, i'll still have a 66% chance of conveiving in future. (i think they said more things but i couldn't remember them)
After that things seemed to happen quite fast. I was wheeled to the O&G department where a sonographer got clearer pics of what's really happening with the better ultrasound. They got me changed and asked me more questions, signed some things, and then i was in the operating waiting area. The anesthesist came and asked me more questions, explained to me what will be happening while i was being wheeled into the operating theatre.
All the while i was feeling cold, maybe it's cos the loss of blood, and less clothes on, and the really cold air-con. I had to explain that i was shivering not cos i was scared but cos i was freezing. So was i on the operating table, so they put this warmer under me. While the warmer was a warm relief, turning left & right for them to slot that under me hurt the most, such that i squirmed in pain. By then, the pain in my tummy hurt. But by then, i was going under general anesthesia and i was unconscious all the way. I woke up after the operation vaguely hearing them saying i was having rashes all over, probably due to the reaction to the morphin or the blood transfusion. and then i slept again...
Anyway the idea of what happened was so remote none of us (even our friends) expected it. So this is the long story of what happened. I'm sorry to bore anyone and everyone who reads this. But i'm just writing cos i want to write it all down..
In short, (if you want to save time not reading the lengthy description), i had a ectopic pregnancy that ruptured and caused internal bleeding. So i had to go for an emergency operation to clear the blood that was all over inside, and remove my right fallopian tube to save me. But i'm ok now and recovering.
Monday:
I was having tired spells where i would want to sleep by 11pm the past few days so i was suspecting that i was pregnant. I told Ww on sunday abt my suspicions and though maybe i could do the home preg test...on next saturday? Anyway i didn't and curiousity got the better of me and i did it monday morning. msg-ed Ww abt the good new on my way to work and wondered how long i shall keep mum before breaking the news.
Had cramps on and off the whole day but it was quite bearable though i didn't really know why.
Tuesday morning:
Wanted to get to work early to get some work done and managed to arrive at work at 830am with a bad stomache. Rushed to toilet to poop which i was quite relieved. But somehow didn't solve the pain. Somehow i started to break out in cold sweat and felt quite nauseous. I managed to rest a bit at my desk till 9am before i went to see a doctor. Really don't know what on earth is happening to me. Felt really pale and J was saying my lips were white.
I arrived at the clinic in one piece, thankfully. I felt better while i sat and waited for my turn. The doc ruled out diarrhoea as i mentioned that i was pregnant. He suggested i quickly have a ultrasound scan there or go see my gynae for a ultrasound scan. I managed to make an appt with my gynae at 12pm though the doc say it maybe too late. The recep at ACJ said i can see him asap. Still felt ok then, so i went to pay at the clinic counter. That was my first fainting spell. The next thing i knew, i was lying on the sofa. The doctor wanted to call the ambulance but i insisted i could juz call my colleague and we can just take a cab. (i thought it was too incovenient to call an ambulance cos i didn't think it was really serious, and then the thought of going to A&E & waiting really long for my turn wasn't too good either).
Problem was the second time round, i passed out again, while i was trying to get out. This time there was no argument about getting the ambulance since i couldn't even make it out of the clinic! As long as i was lying down i felt perfectly fine.
I msged Ww in the ambulance on my way to tell him that i'm going to SGH and not KK hospital and told him to call me, just in case he got to the wrong hospital.
(con't on friday...at home)
Tuesday late morning:
I was wheeled into the A&E immediately once we reached there. They were really quite fast, and there were a lot of questions to be answered. "is this your 1st pregnancy? are you single or married? are you allergic to any drugs...?" Then there were blood tests, and they checked my blood pressure (BP) regularly, and then it's the machine checking my vital heart beat and i'm not sure what else. I was kinda relieved when the doctor came cos there's someone who can diagnose what was going on. He pressed my lower abdomen here and there, and asked when he released, if it hurt more. (of cos it does..interestingly..somehow they knew what to check huh?). Did a postural BP which failed cos i couldn't even stand up without fainting. Basically, my blood pressure (BP) has been quite low about 70+ - 80+ range, where a normal range is 100+
Eventually, he told me that it could be an ectopic pregnancy, and that they're going to get the gynae to check and confirm it. I think after that he went out to tell Ww who was outside. (interesting how bored you are that u'll evesdrop on every conversation and comment the doctors and nurses make).
Ww did make his way in to the A&E critical and resusciatation section even though visitors weren't allowed. he couldn't stay long over there though cos it was supposed to be out of bounds but he was telling me he had better see me first, just in case.
Anyway, by then i have been waiting for a while and the gynae finally did come. Still, he couldn't see what was happening clearly with the ultrasound. So he had to call the senior gynae, who did a v.ultrasound and confirmed the diagnosis. By then my tummy had sharp pains when i breathe too hard. Another doctor came and explained what is going to happen, and what is happening. Basically, there was a rupture and there was bleeding inside so i'll need to be sent for an emergency operation to stop the bleeding and also remove my right fallopian tube. The gynae also explained that, i'll still have a 66% chance of conveiving in future. (i think they said more things but i couldn't remember them)
After that things seemed to happen quite fast. I was wheeled to the O&G department where a sonographer got clearer pics of what's really happening with the better ultrasound. They got me changed and asked me more questions, signed some things, and then i was in the operating waiting area. The anesthesist came and asked me more questions, explained to me what will be happening while i was being wheeled into the operating theatre.
All the while i was feeling cold, maybe it's cos the loss of blood, and less clothes on, and the really cold air-con. I had to explain that i was shivering not cos i was scared but cos i was freezing. So was i on the operating table, so they put this warmer under me. While the warmer was a warm relief, turning left & right for them to slot that under me hurt the most, such that i squirmed in pain. By then, the pain in my tummy hurt. But by then, i was going under general anesthesia and i was unconscious all the way. I woke up after the operation vaguely hearing them saying i was having rashes all over, probably due to the reaction to the morphin or the blood transfusion. and then i slept again...
Wednesday, January 07, 2009
people in my life
this has not moved much since Eliza but i try to pop in here and there when i can. i always have so much in my mind to write about but by the time i reach here, i forget it all. i wonder why. so reading some other friends blog gives me some inspiration...or revives some of my poor memory. sigh...
Anyway, life has been quite of a nice routine, occasional outings and gatherings with friends. Still, sometimes i find the circle of friends not really growing much. And wherever they are, i treasure them much. We try to meet up when we can though, say, 4 times a year isn't quite a lot eh? My most frequent gathering is surely my cell, whom i really enjoy being with. Then occasionally after church lunch bro&sis. Then it's also...
- '81 gang - of whom many got married last year and we're expanding the clan. hohoho...
- party of 5 - my JC classmates...though now there's only 4 of us in SG, one in SH)
- Yan - my ex-colleague...whom i like going to lunch/dinner/shopping/mani/pedi with and talk about latest happenings in our ex-office, her clients etc etc
- Novmummies - though sometimes i feel like i just can't catch up with them (or the forum postings), their sharing & friendship has been a great help and encouragement through my mummyhood
- T & S - my ex-ex company colleagues...and though we meet quite little...it's nice to catch up with them once in a while...T has gone to TW for 2yrs cos her hubby's there...ahh..so nice..
- current and ex-colleagues of current co - somehow working together with people brings people together, not all though. but i really enjoy my this bunch of fun-loving colleagues, though i'm not that 'young' to be as active as them sometimes. my two closer buddies were recently retrenched and i was quite sad with their departure. and...meeting up isn't as easy as i wish to. will find time, i hope!
that's all..geesh...the rest are people, though with a short period of connection, we aren't really committed to meet up much so aren't much close.
of course there's family. my mum & sis. my dad & sis. Ww's sis & sons.
Anyway, life has been quite of a nice routine, occasional outings and gatherings with friends. Still, sometimes i find the circle of friends not really growing much. And wherever they are, i treasure them much. We try to meet up when we can though, say, 4 times a year isn't quite a lot eh? My most frequent gathering is surely my cell, whom i really enjoy being with. Then occasionally after church lunch bro&sis. Then it's also...
- '81 gang - of whom many got married last year and we're expanding the clan. hohoho...
- party of 5 - my JC classmates...though now there's only 4 of us in SG, one in SH)
- Yan - my ex-colleague...whom i like going to lunch/dinner/shopping/mani/pedi with and talk about latest happenings in our ex-office, her clients etc etc
- Novmummies - though sometimes i feel like i just can't catch up with them (or the forum postings), their sharing & friendship has been a great help and encouragement through my mummyhood
- T & S - my ex-ex company colleagues...and though we meet quite little...it's nice to catch up with them once in a while...T has gone to TW for 2yrs cos her hubby's there...ahh..so nice..
- current and ex-colleagues of current co - somehow working together with people brings people together, not all though. but i really enjoy my this bunch of fun-loving colleagues, though i'm not that 'young' to be as active as them sometimes. my two closer buddies were recently retrenched and i was quite sad with their departure. and...meeting up isn't as easy as i wish to. will find time, i hope!
that's all..geesh...the rest are people, though with a short period of connection, we aren't really committed to meet up much so aren't much close.
of course there's family. my mum & sis. my dad & sis. Ww's sis & sons.
Friday, November 07, 2008
I'm bored
I'm not bored cos i don't have anything to do. I'm bored because i'm not motivated to do anything.
See these stuff i want to do:
1. Print new flash card words in English & Chinese
2. Make Eliza's birthday invite
3. Create photo book
4. Do my financial plan
...
i can't remember what i want to do already.
Still i have been procrastinating doing these things for the longest time! argh!
For me, when i want to do something, i've always got to be inspired. How i feel about doing it is more powerful than how my mind thinks i should do it. Currently, I'm uninspired. I don't know why.
Ww has been on his 2nd weekend at Vietnam for the school trip, and while i kinda enjoy the quiet evenings after Eliza goes to sleep. I miss not having him around to banter with and just have his presence around. Maybe it's cos of this?
Anyway i feel haphazard now.
Eliza's such a joy. To see her beam at you, respond to what you say or ask of her, or watch her discover new skills, it's such an exciting journey. Yet sometimes i wonder what interesting stuff i can do with her. When we're home, it's usually play at the living room, bedroom or her room..wherever in the house. And it's also making sure she doesn't pick up things on the floor to eat!
I even started playing online games for the 1st time in 11mths.
(see how bored i am)
ok i'm sleepy already...maybe it's time to zzz
See these stuff i want to do:
1. Print new flash card words in English & Chinese
2. Make Eliza's birthday invite
3. Create photo book
4. Do my financial plan
...
i can't remember what i want to do already.
Still i have been procrastinating doing these things for the longest time! argh!
For me, when i want to do something, i've always got to be inspired. How i feel about doing it is more powerful than how my mind thinks i should do it. Currently, I'm uninspired. I don't know why.
Ww has been on his 2nd weekend at Vietnam for the school trip, and while i kinda enjoy the quiet evenings after Eliza goes to sleep. I miss not having him around to banter with and just have his presence around. Maybe it's cos of this?
Anyway i feel haphazard now.
Eliza's such a joy. To see her beam at you, respond to what you say or ask of her, or watch her discover new skills, it's such an exciting journey. Yet sometimes i wonder what interesting stuff i can do with her. When we're home, it's usually play at the living room, bedroom or her room..wherever in the house. And it's also making sure she doesn't pick up things on the floor to eat!
I even started playing online games for the 1st time in 11mths.
(see how bored i am)
ok i'm sleepy already...maybe it's time to zzz
Saturday, October 18, 2008
Randoms
My first leather wallet. It took me so long to decide on it. After all i haven't really spent so much on a wallet before. Actually i was also deciding on this long one or the other normal wallet-y squarish kinda wallet. In the end, the vote goes to this one even though it's more expensive, i love the strap at the end, so i can sling it when i go out for lunch.
I'm hoping this lasts a long long time.
Guy Laroche for $95, after discount.
Honestly the colour of the photo doesn't reflect the real thing. But for once, i love my wallet. Hmm...not that i hated the rest of the wallets i had, it's just mediocre, maybe.
Then i ran out of things to do online...
So i finally got down to read the Real Simple Family (special issue) that i bought weeks ago at Borders. Checked out some cool websites...and this! I didn't know there was a kids room website too!
Check out Ohdeedoh
If i have loads of time...i can surf this and these websites (see below) for hours on end...and dream dream dream. It's mad, but i love these spaces and wish i can have all of them. or live in all of them.
The other really cool spaces are:
Apartment Thearpy
Unplggd
re-nest
the Kitchen
decor8
Somehow i wonder if it's the way the present the page & photograph it that makes me fall in love with the spaces shown in these websites. It always feels so homely.
Someday i wish to have a house with tall windows and loads of light, high but not too high ceilings and large but not too large space. Even though i tell Ww that it's not too fun to have a house because there's more structural issues to deal with(ie. roof problems, foundation problems, piping problems etc) compared to a flat/condo, in my imaginations and dreams i would love to own a summer house.
I like this...
even though it looks like a showroom...so many of these rooms and beautiful wall decals. I wish i have the ability to illustrate these beautiful artworks...and so create my own line of wall decals. but alas, my illustration skills have flown to pluto.
I'm hoping this lasts a long long time.
Guy Laroche for $95, after discount.
Honestly the colour of the photo doesn't reflect the real thing. But for once, i love my wallet. Hmm...not that i hated the rest of the wallets i had, it's just mediocre, maybe.
Then i ran out of things to do online...
So i finally got down to read the Real Simple Family (special issue) that i bought weeks ago at Borders. Checked out some cool websites...and this! I didn't know there was a kids room website too!
Check out Ohdeedoh
If i have loads of time...i can surf this and these websites (see below) for hours on end...and dream dream dream. It's mad, but i love these spaces and wish i can have all of them. or live in all of them.
The other really cool spaces are:
Apartment Thearpy
Unplggd
re-nest
the Kitchen
decor8
Somehow i wonder if it's the way the present the page & photograph it that makes me fall in love with the spaces shown in these websites. It always feels so homely.
Someday i wish to have a house with tall windows and loads of light, high but not too high ceilings and large but not too large space. Even though i tell Ww that it's not too fun to have a house because there's more structural issues to deal with(ie. roof problems, foundation problems, piping problems etc) compared to a flat/condo, in my imaginations and dreams i would love to own a summer house.
I like this...
even though it looks like a showroom...so many of these rooms and beautiful wall decals. I wish i have the ability to illustrate these beautiful artworks...and so create my own line of wall decals. but alas, my illustration skills have flown to pluto.
Monday, October 13, 2008
New directions
It's really wonderful to see our good friends happily married. Weddings always reminds us of ours, which we enjoyed thoroughly. It's almost 3 years. This year we finally didn't have something mega up at the end of the year. Previously, it was our new house. Then Eliza. Oh..ok this year will be Eliza's 1st year birthday bash.
We have been so blessed. And as always i wonder what does God have in store for us. What legacy will we leave behind? What will the future be in store? Will we eventually go beyond the shores and edge out a different life? It has been something we have been talking about lately. I'll be happy to stay here though. But as we have discussed, we want our kids to grow up in an environment where learning and not testing is the norm; where they'll grow to love the aquisition of knowledge, the ability to think, the sensitivity to be considerate...
I wonder, if in the end will our nurturing will be affected by our society? Will there be a difference in where we bring out kids up? Maybe. We may try.
In the end, in the light of education, we would want our kids to grow to love learning, not love being better than others, being top in class, (or being tested thousands of times by the time they reach 12yrs old. I'm trying, in my miserable attempts to teach Eliza to read. In the book, it write that you can teach often, but test rarely. Of course, we'll want to know whether they have learnt the word, and how to, it's by testing. However, babies/toddlers will end up not choosing the right answer if they are tested too often. Can I resist the need to gauge my kids intelligence and knowledge by tests & exams? That's where the love of learning dies...isn't it?
My thoughts are many, my time is short. So i need to sleep already...more words another time..
We have been so blessed. And as always i wonder what does God have in store for us. What legacy will we leave behind? What will the future be in store? Will we eventually go beyond the shores and edge out a different life? It has been something we have been talking about lately. I'll be happy to stay here though. But as we have discussed, we want our kids to grow up in an environment where learning and not testing is the norm; where they'll grow to love the aquisition of knowledge, the ability to think, the sensitivity to be considerate...
I wonder, if in the end will our nurturing will be affected by our society? Will there be a difference in where we bring out kids up? Maybe. We may try.
In the end, in the light of education, we would want our kids to grow to love learning, not love being better than others, being top in class, (or being tested thousands of times by the time they reach 12yrs old. I'm trying, in my miserable attempts to teach Eliza to read. In the book, it write that you can teach often, but test rarely. Of course, we'll want to know whether they have learnt the word, and how to, it's by testing. However, babies/toddlers will end up not choosing the right answer if they are tested too often. Can I resist the need to gauge my kids intelligence and knowledge by tests & exams? That's where the love of learning dies...isn't it?
My thoughts are many, my time is short. So i need to sleep already...more words another time..