Sisterhood

I guess daddy M will be surrounded by THREE girls who love him all the days of his life!

We are expecting a girl! I’m expecting similar journey… well sort of. My mom-in-law always tells me, no finger is of the same length. As it is, there have been so many unexpected traits of this pregnancy/ new member of ours. Firstly, the 1st trimester was more trying. She started moving much earlier than S. And she’s also slightly bigger & longer than S... I do wonder if her character would be very different from S??

Guess who is the happiest person to learn that the baby is a girl? None other than S! She’s been prophesying that it’s a sister from day ONE.

I’m comforted that S will have a sister to share her joys and challenges in life… Just like my sis, who has been one of the pillars of my life, always there for me (more so since I became a mom). Note: we fought like cats and dogs when we were growing up!

Sisters don’t need words. They have perfected a language of snarls and smiles and frowns and winks – expressions of shocked surprise and incredulity and disbelief. Sniffs and snorts and gasps and sighs – that can undermine any tale you’re telling.
Pam Brown

Family of four

I’m 15 weeks pregnant! I’ve been trying to sit and get this post written for weeks now, but it was always pushed aside because other things felt more important…I know I may regret it if I don’t write about my pregnancy, as if I owe it to the baby. You know, some years down the road, a little voice may question me: “mommy, why didn’t you write about me but you wrote about jie jie?”. Oh well.

Queezy was my first name during the first 3 months, which explains the lack of posts… Most of the days were spent in bed and feeling grumpy as almost no food could go down well with me. My sense of smell heightened as I resented strong food odors especially garlic (my love)!. The peak was when I found daddy M smelly. It was difficult for him.. poor daddy. We couldn’t even sit together to have a decent conversation, without me covering my nose! It was not body odor but if I had to describe, it would be similar to old furniture in a damp room full of spoiled moth balls. The weirdest thing was, two of my colleagues started to develop the same smell!!! Bizarre.

Thank God all these are OVER! I’m back to being NORMAL! My appetite is back and my bump is showing!

Difference between the 1^st and the 2^nd:-

- I had minor bleeding during the 5th week.

- I teared when I saw the sonogram. I was clueless during the 1st.

-Morning sickness extended to 24 hours vs. only puking at night during the 1st pregnancy.

- I’m more sentimental – cherishing my days of three more – the last Mother’s Day / Father’s day with one kid, the last birthday celebration as a family of three, the last trip to Penang for 2013….

- We are more relaxed and less paranoid (aka more slacked?). We tracked the baby’s growth weekly during the 1^st!!

This is an answered prayer and we just KNOW that all will be well! It shall be a smooth pregnancy with painless delivery. The baby shall be sweet natured, healthy, beautiful, intelligent and we will have a easy post-partum with more than sufficient milk! Amen!

Happy Mothers' Day

 

What S thinks of me as a mom:-

I play with her - do I really? I always think that I don't play with her 'enough'.. so there is such a thing as quality time vs. quantity.

I cook - erm... not as often as my maid?!

I read stories - yes! no dispute!

Seoul eats

2013- a year of open doors. For the first time, work has brought me Seoul and M tagged along for some R&R time. It was a good break, without S!. It’s been 3 years since our last ‘couple’ trip...

The food was SUPERB! BBQ, pancakes, kimchi stew were unforgettable that we continued to reminiscence for Korean food even after 2 weeks after our return. Shopping was over-stated for me, perhaps I’m not used to the Korean fashion.

I think we will go back to Seoul very soon !!

My family

Daddy M found this in S school bag! We're not sure when she drew this but I believe this is her perception of "My family".
The big face is Sonia, two at the top are both daddy M and I. The bottom is her as a baby.



I can write!

S was very proud to show off that she could write her A, B, C!
I was excited when the vertical line for "B" was written , "Wow, that's a big B!" I said.

But, it turned out to be mini-B!


And this is her C (inverted).

When’s my baby coming?

Since the first time S saw Yvonne’s tummy (pregnant) a couple of months ago, she’s been asking me when is her baby coming!

“Issit coming tomorrow?”,

“No dear, not tomorrow, but it will come…”

Recently it’s getting more ‘rampant’.  “Mommy, your tummy is getting bigger like aunty Yvonne” (gasp). She started to share everything with her baby- saving her favourite raisins, biscuits, for her baby! She would look at the pram and say, “I will stand behind the pram to push my baby, she will sleep in the pram!”. Her face lit up every time she talked about the baby…

Last night she brought me to tears when she said her baby’s clothes are very small and I should get bigger ones because the baby will grow very fast…

Her faith is stronger than mine. It’s a timely reminder that we adults, should have faith like children. They say what they want to see. But we often say what we see…