Post-Christmas update

Hiya! How was your Christmas holidays?
Ours was slightly bordering on insanity. I gave the helpr a day-off and the house was in a mess and I couldn't get anything done with a baby hanging from my boob and a pre-schooler zipping around at warp speed.
I woke up 2 hours earlier than usual on a non-working day and whisked my troopers (the husband and two kids) off to Church, and after that it was to a kids Xmas party at Peekaboo, an indoor playground at Kallang Leisure Park where we joined my friend, Twinkle & her hubby/kids.


For those staying in the East like us, here's one more venue to bring your kids.
Check out www.peekaboo.com.sg. They often have themed parties (Children's Day, Halloween, Christmas) and can be booked for children's 1st Birthdays as well.
They also offer drop-offs for kids 4 and above for parents to go catch a movie at the cinema upstairs or simply have some time away from the kids.
Per entry on normal days: $18/child. Adult accompanying FOC.
** Bring your own socks!


Akashabu Jap restuarant: after church service lunchbreak and before heading to Peekaboo.
My little date & I both decked out in red.



Twinkle's 5 year-old, Alden, and his signature posey pose.

Alden. Going down the slide also must pose in style.. LOL

Rayden, same age as Adam.

Guess who??

Immersed in balls and being terrorised by Adam still can pose???

Twinkle's boys :)

Now we all caught the sickies. Thank goodness I'm off work and returning only next year, which granted, is only a few days away but still.... Hope you had fun this Christmas!

Saturday lunch: Queen & Mangosteen

This rainy afternoon we found ourselves joining a zillion other people at Vivo City, with Adam spending most of the time at Toys R Us.

We stopped by Queen & Mangosteen for lunch which was an expensive disappointment.

The crowns were probably the only things I liked about the restaurant.

The food was disappointing. The yellow oil-looking liquid is supposed to be Pumpkin soup.

These are the Chicken strips which Adam ordered from their Kids Menu, and they were spicy. How many three year-olds do you know eat spicy?!

Their miserable Mixed Grill platter for (supposedly) 2 which Andy & I shared... which had only 1 pciece of each item. Half a prawn for each of us. Half a sausage too... in fact, half of everything to be shared between 2 adults.

The literally garden salad which had no dressing, and the Whipped potato which is literally just that.

Adam is not pleased!



Maybe that's why there's a need to move on.

One thing's for sure - we're definitely not returning there again.

Hope your Saturday was better than ours. Christmas is just round the corner and I went to church tonight singing along to all the Christmas caroles. Lovely weekend everyone! :)

God and Adam

“Wherefore teach it unto your children, that all men, everywhere, must repent, or they can in nowise inherit the kingdom of God, for no unclean thing can dwell there, or dwell in his presence; for, in the language of Adam, Man of Holiness is his name, and the name of his Only Begotten is the Son of Man, even Jesus Christ, a righteous Judge, who shall come in the meridian of time.”  Moses 6:57

My husband is a wise man. He chose the name Adam for our first born because God created Adam as the first man on Earth.
By His hands we are blessed. I am feeling a bit emotional today and have so much to be thankful for.

My Sunday has been quite a bitch.

My Sunday has been quite a bitch.
Andy had some work to do (which dragged on practically all day), leaving me alone with the children.

It wouldn't have been so horrid if not for the fact that I slept at 1am from Andy's party the night before, and was awaken at 7am by one of the children whose name I shall not disclose.
He wanted to play with his new Transformer, but then he couldn't figure out how the limbs folded/ unfolded , so of course his mother had to be the one to his rescue every 30 seconds or so.
At 7am on a (very) tired Sunday morning when my eyes are barely open.
Fuck my life.

As my Sunday progressed, I was herding the same terrible child around the house like a neurotic border collie - to finish his breakfast, then his lunch, to get dressed after his bath, to make sure he washes his hands after going to the toilet, to get down for his nap.
My other child, whose name I shall also not disclose, was also quite cranky today. He wanted to be carried upright in the balcony to watch the kois swimming in the pond, and traffic go by downstairs.
I hardly get any rest anymore. I'm not talking about having uninterrupted sleep for 10 hours straight and waking up at noon on weekends.
I'm talking about I can't even go to the toilet to do my business without the need to be asked or shown something; and keeping insane hours with night-feeds and demanding children.

That is the reason why I shop. For my sanity. Which I more than make up for.

I was complaining to my Aunt how exhausted I am (I am soooo tired that I can just collapse on the floor and die). Later on, I overheard the particular child telling the helper "Aunty don't disturb Mummy she very tired want to die already".
I'm jealous of my husband. He came home, kicked off his socks, exclaimed what a long day he had and how happy he was to have clinched a deal, and promptly disappeared into a paradise called BATHROOM.
It's 11pm, and I still have the same T-shirt on since morning and I have not had a chance to visit the bathroom.

My birth control. Who needs ligation anymore ?

Well, at least not everyday is a Sunday (pls excuse the punny metaphor). And thank God for Mondays.

Hubby is 30!

My husband recently turned 30, and we had an intimate celebration at home with his best friends and family.

Can you believe it. Andy is 30!!! Thirty years old. Of which, I have partaken in for ten years.
Ten emotional roller-coaster years filled with ups and downs. He is my best friend, my nemesis, my honest critic and the father of my children.

10 Things about my husband:
1) He snores (very loudly).
2) His farts are brutal.
3) He likes Manchester United.
4) He lives to eat, not vice versa.
5) He whips up a mean dish of salted-egg crabs.
6) He is born to fish but forced to work
7) But his work is his family business so it doesn't really matter
8) His idea of housework is "sweeping the dust under the carpet" or so to speak, as long as stuff aren't visible.
9) He is (extremely) afraid of the dark. And ghosts. He's a wuss like that.
10) Did I mention he likes Manchester United??

We had catered food

and copious amounts of lovely chilled bubbly. The Bottega was particularly sweet.

See this Erin relaxing and having leg massage like a boss!

I wore a Givenchy dress. Love that Rottie.

According to my husband, 30 is the new 20.

Have a rockin' weekend all!

I want to remember

I want to remember all these faces.
Happy and unhappy faces. The good and the bad.
One day I'm going to grow too old, or my baby is gonna grow up too quickly, then I'm gonna miss  these faces all over again.

Presenting Adam's twin - born 3 years apart.

Working with infertile couples makes me appreciate my children, and takes the saying "children are God's gifts" to a whole new level. I thank God everyday for His generosity and blessing.

Some days are dandy - the children sleep early and I can squeeze in some 10 minutes reading the news or surfing the internet. Or simply doing nothing and enjoying the quietness.
Some days are not so fine - both kids are wide awake way past their bedtimes, I feel dog-tired but am forced to go through the whole notion of attending to their 1001 needs before they are satisfied enough to finally fall asleep.
I get no off-days from my kids. I am a Mummy 365 days a year. The good news is, my kids are my greatest fans, and that is a wonderful feeling because on days when you feel lousy, you need to be with people who need you and think you are important to them.
When they grow and grow and hit the ceiling (Adam's theory) and have their own lives, then it'll be my turn to be their biggest fan!