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Routine weekends

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Eric and I used to be pretty spontaneous about weekends. There were Friday nights when he would suddenly say, 'Hey how bout driving down to Seremban tomorrow for Hakka meen!', or even partially through a lazy hot Saturday morning one of us would suggest heading towards Genting for some cool air. The craziest we've been was when I was about five, or six months pregnant, when I said I wanted to try that Rasa Lain Restaurant they featured on Taste with Jason. Both of us took emergency leave that Friday to drive to Ipoh for a two-day food trip.

Of course Paul came along, and routine decided to take over our lives. Now our Saturdays and Sundays have a pretty fixed schedule. Any possibility of a short-holiday has to be planned at least three weeks ahead, and even then, there's always the priority to choose to move back to the modus operandi because baby requires important choices. But here's how we live our lives on weekends now.

Saturday

7.30 am – Wake up – Paul wakes us up usually.
8.00 am – Walk to market, breakfast, buy foodstuff for cooking.
9.30 am – Head home, shower, Paul naps.
11.30 am – Drive to local urban mall – Mid Valley, 1 Utama, Sunway Pyramid or Ikea. Take a pick
3.30 pm – Head home, play with Paul until he naps again.
5.00 pm – Cook dinner. If eating out, then cook Paul's dinner.
6.00 pm – Feed Paul first, then dinner (either I cook or we go to a nearby restaurant)
8.30 pm – Prep Paul for bed.
9.30 pm – Paul sleeps, we watch TV, or game. Depends on our mood.
11.00 pm – We sleep.

Sunday

7.30 am – Paul wakes us up.
8.00 am – Take turns to shower and then feed Paul his breakfast
9.30 am – Drive to Section 17 for PJ's most awesome Ipoh Ho Fun (we're there EVERY SUNDAY)
10.50 am – Arrive at Luther Centre in time for English service
1.00 pm – Service over and we lunch somewhere near
3.30 pm to 11 pm – Repeat entire Saturday's routine.

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We're become sooooooo borrrriiiinnnngggg!! I MISS MY SPONTANEOUS WEEKENDS DAMNIT!!! Hahahahha! Eric promised that things can get a little more surprising when Paul grows up but I highly doubt it. Anyway, this cutey pie sort of makes up for it.

Honest, somewhat honest, and very honest.

Filed under Just Me

Once a while when the day ends in less desirable conditions, I go home mumbling to myself, mentality listing down all the things I could have done better. In almost all situations I realize that the day didn't turn out so well because somewhere, at some point in time during the day, I made a compromise with myself and allowed the cynical confusions of what the world wants me to be take over myself.

Now I'm not idealist, and the knowledge that we don't live in a perfect world helps me make flexible choices. The truth is, I can be a hard nut to crack, plus being stubborn, and controlling at times results in me emerging very much as an ENTJ. And when you're an ENTJ, a stubborn-headed mule, frustration follows when you're bent to impossible positions. So you see I don't really like to lie, or kiss ass, or tell the donkey he's a horse, but alas, sometimes, a woman's got to do what a woman has to do just to earn her monthly keep.

Once a while happens a lot these days. Just yesterday I declared to myself, 'Okay, whatever it is, I shall be very honest today.'

Very honest.

Like it's an important principle I just cannot bent, no matter what.

Can you really put a descriptive adjective to the word 'honest'? I mean after all, either you're honest or you're not, you can't very well be 'somewhat' honest,' or 'quite' honest. Just how honest can an honest man be, anyway?

The moment the words fell out of my mind I just realized how sinfully well I've treaded the path of the rat-racer. How well I've played the cards dealt to me, and how disgustingly cunning of a fox I've become, to the point that I've blurred the path being that shrewed corporate minx and the idealistic mother who wants to build a perfect world for her boy to grow up in.

Honest, somewhat honest, very honest, does it matter? At the end of the day, the verdict's out. We've all failed in our quest to create the ideal world, because, at some point in time, someone makes the choice to compromise, and that, has made all the difference.

Nearly eight months.

Filed under Parenting & kids

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Homaigosh can you believe it? Paul is going to be eight months old tomorrow! He's now able to search his own crib for his dummy,  and just the other day I caught him rolling around in his crib searching for his sippy cup. Nowadays he also knows how to hold up his own sippy cup and drink from it (of course he doesn't quite know how to tilt his head backwards yet, so I prop him up against some pillows and he will be slurping away.

Feels like just a few months ago Eric went on bended knee to ask me to be his wife, just a few weeks ago we walked down the aisle, and just days ago I told Eric I was pregnant. Now I have a little tyke who knows how to mischievously look at me when I say 'camera'!  I overdid the camwhoring with the baby bit since he was a kid, and the plus of this is he seems to be a natural model for the camera.

Still thinking on whether I wanna send the kid to a professional studio to do one of those baby in vegetable suits photoshoot. Eric frowns upon it and says, 'But why do you want to subject your kid to such torture? Don't dress my kid up as a pumpkin please!'

Thing is, we only get to do this sort of 'baby in a tomato suit' thing once in our life, and well, I wonder sometimes, why not?

And it’s Raya again!

Filed under General

Roads are emptying themselves of the insane daily jams. Today I arrived at the office in 15 minutes! Killer!

How do I say this properly?

Have very blessed Aidilfitri this year, forgive lots of people, make lots of people happy, and have awesome great fun. Selamat Hari Raya, friends!

On the not-so-nice-side, lots of important people we have to rely on are already on leave. Just wanted to appreciate those of you who are working during the holidays to continue providing customer support and reliable ears, hands and help. Okay, so you guys may be shorthanded, and your nerves are a little shot from the overworking, but what would we do without you, right?

My very own laughing baby video.

Filed under Parenting & kids

Yup. I was going to do it some day, add on my own contribution to the stockloads of laughing baby videos available on Youtube. Forgive Eric for the whooping, but without the added sound effects Paul would just sit there stoning away. And with the loud 'woo hoos' going on, Paul flaps his arms and giggles loudly.

AARRRRRRRHHH my baby boy is growing so quickly. Hard to believe that just 5 months ago I was hoping that Paul would quickly outgrow his colicky period. And now suddenly, he's sitting up, he's crawling, and soon he's going to stumble around the house!! Too fast, too fast!!!