one of those days

‘mummmmmy’ I heard a whine from outside my door, and a tiny little person wanders in.

mummmmmy.’ Sarah comes over to the side of my bed. I lift her up whilst lying down and place her on me. She quiets and just lies on me. I look at my phone, it is 5.22am. I sigh inwardly, my morning is starting very early today. By 6am, she whines for some breakfast, and I follow her out of my room before she launches into a loud wail and wake the rest of the household up.

I spread some chocolate hazelnut spread on a slice of bread, give her a container of expressed breastmilk and watch her eat. Just two of us. And my thoughts wander, at the things I planned to do for the 2.5 hours I get each morning.

Debating if I should..

head to the market to get some eggs because I would need them for waffles;

mop the floor cos it has been a few days since the last mop and there were foot/hand prints around;

change the dehumidifiers which I didn’t manage to do yesterday;

do work;

or head back to sleep.

And then I thought about the events that happened yesterday, where I got frustrated with the kids over laundry folding, over keeping the toys, and over the newly minted 5-yo who decided to spit veggies into a prepared bath tub of water for Alex’s bath.

I snapped. I was dealing with a cranky toddler who was sleepy and wanted dinner; dealing with the 5yo who wasn’t eating and being selective about the food he wanted to eat; dealing with a baby who wanted my attention. And my 5yo decided that I wasn’t handling enough and decided to spit veggies into the tub. I yelled at him and I was so upset that I cried.

I told him that I really didn’t like him at the moment, and he could just go do whatever he wanted to do. And he burst into tears. I didn’t feel bad about it then. I was that upset. I was tired. And tired of attending to my needs last again. Dammit, I bought my favourite yusheng from Din Tai Fung yesterday so that I could just share it with Daddy Ting and not eat scraps. WORTH EVERY SINGLE CENT.

Last to eat and food is all cold cos I had to feed the baby/put baby to bed;
first to be awake so the other two kids can sleep in longer whilst I prepped Oliver for primary school, last to sleep cos I had to catch up on some work;
I couldn’t even enjoy CNY cos I was too tired.

6 weeks into the year, and I am still slowly figuring out a routine that would work for me and work for the kids. I find I barely have enough time for anything else, a very thin line between wanting to take a quick break and catching up on work/chores. A slight change/delay in routine basically means having my sanity tested at 5pm onwards. I run a very tight schedule from 11am onwards.

My social life has been digitised – I depend on Facebook, Instagram and Whatsapp to catch up with my friends. Self-care, is officially a luxury. Haha.

I wondered about some of the decisions I make and made.

When Quentin had UTI and we decided against some of the tests and medication as we did for Oliver, and later we found out that there were some issues with Quentin’s kidney, I wondered if we had made the right choice and those issues with his kidney were the result of the choice we made.

When I decided that I was tired of being pregnant and wanted Alex out once we hit 37 weeks, got her induced.

When we decided that changing primary schools was a good idea cos it was nearer to us and we would be saving heaps on transportation fees but the younger kids ‘suffer’ cos they get lugged around for school pick ups.

How do you even know if you were making the right decisions there and then?

And when you make decisions because you think they are the right ones, or you want to do it, but when you get bogged down and get comments like ‘nobody ask you to do it.’, like damn sian right? *roll eyes*

(Backstory: Okay, I was deciding if I wanted to make waffles at 6am in the morning cos Oliver had requested for it yesterday and it was a flat out no cos it meant I had to wake up extra early to make them. But since I was already up early, so I thought I could make some right..I realised we were short of 1 egg, so I was deciding if I wanted to make the effort to half all the ingredients…before deciding to just scrap the idea.)

Bam, and it is 6.30am. These thoughts and in between answering the toddler’s questions and shushing her to keep her voice down so she doesn’t wake up the rest, and keeping the dried dishes, tidying up the kitchen.

I had also decided that I will

– get the faffing eggs so we can make waffles (cue ‘you don’t need to entertain Ollie’s request for waffles what, that is not important’ vs ‘dunno buy one waffle machine put at home for what’) BECAUSE I WANT TO OKAY (f***ing mental conversations);
– screw
mopping the floor cos I am NOT going to pick up the toys;-
write this post cos I think my blog deserves some attention and a post to remind me of this period; and
– skip sleep so that I can write this post, haha.

So..how is this #humpdaywednesday happening for you?

Category: Daily

Review: Floral Garage Singapore

I..have a love-hate relationship with flowers.

I absolutely love flowers. I love receiving them. In my entire life, I think I can count on two hands the number of times I received flowers. I get all tingly when I receive them (always from someone special). And because I so rarely receive them, I actually do kinda blush when I receive them haha. Hubby can attest to that when he gave me the 3rd bouquet of flowers in my life!

Then there is the other part of it, where I don’t like them. Cos I dunno what to do with them after they’ve reached the end of the lifespan! I’ve dried them, pressed them but they don’t turn out the same. I thought I dried my wedding bouquet properly, and yet when I took them out of the box after shipping them back to Singapore, I found it mouldy. I WAS SO UPSET. Hubby made up for it by giving me a close replica for one of our wedding anniversaries. hehehe.

So whilst I love receiving flowers, a part of me cannot justify that the money spent on it is..gone. Of course it is the meaning behind it lah! But I cannot keep it then howwwwww.

So this is where Floral Garage Singapore comes in. I was a little reluctant to accept a bouquet from them cos I sure kena ngiam from hubby about the flowers once they start wilting. Cos not he give mah. *roll eyes* But…jeng jeng jeng jeng, There are such things as preserved flowers! Now that goes easier on my eco-warrior heart. These are real flowers that are gonna last forever.

I had selected the Rudolph from their Christmas range. It arrived on the day I was expecting it, and it came scented!

no Xmas tree? No biggie!

We don’t have a Christmas tree but I wanted to have a little corner where it would give us a little festive cheer during the Christmas season. I squeezed some space out of Oliver’s table to put up these decorations. The Rudolph fitted right in. I don’t even need to dismantle a tree haha.

How about the lunar new year? Got that covered!

Rudolph entering the lunar new year

Got my rose gold onglai, some mandarin oranges, our one measly container of lunar new year goodies (must diet!) and we’ve got our set up! Seeeee, all can be reused one!

So for this year, they have a preserved floral arrangement for Valentine’s

forever & always

Imagine this arrangement sitting in your room/on your desk for a looong time cos it is preserved. PLUS it doesn’t smell musty as I expected it to be. It has a light floral scent! You can also easily put a note on the box to mark down the year you received it too!

My order was seamless and without any hiccup. All I needed to do was to state the date and time for delivery (there were a couple of timeslots), and I cheekily asked the owner, Chesna, to write me her wisest advice for a mom of four, which she happily obliged. Emails were very promptly responded too, making the entire process very uneventful!

If you are looking for a bouquet for Valentine’s Day, definitely check out Floral Garage Singapore at their dedicated Valentine’s Day site: https://valentines.floralgaragesg.com/  They are currently a 10% discount promo on their site if you are to place an order by 7th Feb!

Thanks again for sending me such a vibrant bouquet!

 

Category: Reviews

Review: Spring Maternity’s Bamboo Nursing Wear

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[not a fashion blogger]

this is for you breastfeeding mamas! Obviously I got on the bra tops bandwagon late when I was still nursing Sarah and only came to know about them after I was weaning Sarah. But here I am to rave about @bovesingapore ‘s bamboo built-in bra nursing tops!

I have literally lived in nursing tops for almost 6 years of motherhood, with a couple of mths breaks in between. I call them my uniform. You pretty much see them in most of my photos except for special occasions when I want to 扮美美. Simi 美美, wth. I’m a fashion idiot.

By the time it got to Alex, let’s say the tops look damn cui after having lasted me for so many years. I was also reluctant to buy new ones cos I felt they were only for nursing. With 4 kids, I move around a lot and I wanted tops that could offer more than just using them for nursing. Priorties were comfort, ease of wear and well, had to be camisoles. Ain’t got time for zips and what not. Just dig and scoop boob out to feed and flop/stuff back in again.

Cotton built in bra nursing camisoles from Spring Maternity

Bove had kindly sent me a couple of tops and bottoms to try out, both suitable for pregnancy and post-delivery. And one of them included their cotton built in bra nursing tops. I was quite mind-blown. Nursing camisole with built in bra?? I never have to wear a nursing bra out again! I felt they offered more support than the Airism ones from Uniqlo which I was still wearing (and outgrowing wth). The Airsm support band felt really tight during my pregnancy and there was also limited sizing for the tops. The Spring Maternity camisoles were also clip down nursing tops, my favourite! Why? Cos I only need ONE hand to unclip, flip down and nurse, then clip it back. Very very easy to use.

Same camisole post pregnancy


They also sent me bamboo maternity tights and shorts. Those are diviiiiine! I get sweaty thighs during my pregnancy and the cotton yoga pants I own do heat my legs up abit and aggravate my eczema. No thigh gap also meant I would get chafed skin whilst walking too! So these bamboo ones are a lifesaver. Lightweight, soft and cooling. I think I wore them as much as I could as I went around.

Then I discovered Bove carried BAMBOO bra top camisoles. SOLD! I made a trip after I delivered to buy 5 of those, and got more bamboo leggings and shorts. I own a bamboo Spring Maternity tank top and I love it to bits. It is perfect for cycling with the kids, and it absorbs moisture really well and dries off quickly. I know dri-fit tops do the same but I don’t like the texture of the fabric. Bamboo cotton is different! So soft and plush mmMm.

More camisole colours!

The range of colours are pretty good! I used a peach coloured camisole for a wedding…

Bamboo bra top nursing camisole Spring Maternity

and a trip to the zoo haha. It is very versatile.

Nursing at the zoo

One major major bonus in my books: these bra cups absorb milk very very well. I am still somewhat early in my nursing days and constantly get milk letdowns with each nursing. I wore the peach camisole for around 5 hours and possibly had 3-4 letdowns. Given any other nursing top n separate bra combo, it would have leaked through. These bra top camisoles absorbed the milk really well and didn’t soak through! So no bra and no nursing pads. Double win!

Another point was the coverage the top offered. It is Daddy Ting approved. I was nursing commando when I had Sarah. Nursing covers were too fiddly when I have to deal with 2 running boys. These tops offered more coverage than the clip down nursing top n nursing bra combo.

Not much peekaboob-ing!

The inner lining covered parts of the boob that wasn’t needed! So unless someone really DAMN kaypoh, they should think I am just cradling my baby and not nursing. Hahah.

If you haven’t discovered these bamboo nursing bra tops yet, you need to go try them out at Bove! They retail for $36.90 but at that price, you are saving up on buying bras and nursing pads. Remember to sign up for Bove membership to get membership discounts and points accumulation too!

Category: Reviews