Life Goal at 30.

IMG_20170428_143252_818As I enter year 2017, I made a little resolution that I promise to achieve before I turn 30. I didn’t wrote it down (like the years before), simply because I’m not sure I can achieve it. Call me timid but life has been twice the insanity since our offspring doubled. Haha… Since I turned 30 last week and I had manage to achieve most of these little personal goals, I thought I’d write it down here…

Go to Gym at least 3 times a week.
At first, waking up at 6:15am seems to be so darn hard, but as the days goes by, I think the body has found its way to adjust its biological clock, and soon, I find myself wakes up at 5:45am sometimes to hit the gym. The main reason I went to the gym was to keep myself healthy, and after 4 months without knowing it, I realized my back pain has gone (I had this pain when I first deliver baby JN last year), and to my surprise I manage to fit into all my pre-pregnancy jeans and pants! I felt immense joy, really.

Sleep train baby JN.
If you’ve ready my previous post, I have mentioned that hubbs and I did not rush into it as she’d most probably be our last baby. She pass this process with flying colours! Since then, we don’t need to worry about putting her to sleep at all or even who’s putting her to sleep when both hubbs and I were away to Ho Chi Minh city.

Night training JH.
We started night training JH early this year and it turns out to be quite manageable. I won’t deny the first few weeks were hard, hubbs and I took turn to wake him up to pee, and sometimes we overslept and he’d just wet his bed (at one time he even pooped!). But as times goes by, we manage to predict and control his pee time – 12/1am before the hubbs goes to sleep and 5/6am when I wake up to go to the gym. We had this good rhythm for awhile and last week, my little boy woke up, went in my room and told me that he had to pee at 4am in the morning. Since then, he would magically wakes up and tell us he has to pee. I’ve also realized that he is able to hold it longer and only pee when he wakes up around 7/8am in the morning. Needless to say, I am so so proud of him!

Reduce: Waste & Plastics.
I’ve been following several bloggers and articles on their journey to ReduceWaste, ‘Sustainability’ and ‘Life without Plastics’. Turns out there are a lot of ways we can make a difference in safeguarding Mother Earth. I start to be conscious when I went grocery shopping, keeping in mind to stay away from produce that incur lots of plastic packaging. I’m not all out to turn my life upside down achieve ‘ZeroWaste’, but I know I can make a difference and I should cultivate the same value to my kids, because Everyone needs to engage their little personal commitment to live a little lighter on our planet.

Minimize and Simplify.
For the longest time, hubbs and I always have a soft spot for small home. Even when we can afford it, we just never really crave for a big house. Now raising our kids from 750 sqf apartment to our current one of 1050 sqf, we have since started our minimalist adventure and through minimizing and simplifying, we’re slowly transforming our home into a cocoon that are nurturing, comforting and calming for our little growing family. We are not 100% there yet but I hope we’re close. Having a space that are not cluttered with unnecessary junk and materials provide us the space that enable us to transform ordinary moments to precious memories. It is at this age that I truly realize the meaning of Less is indeed ‘More’ and Simple is indeed ‘Ethereal’.

{Her milk, his milk, our coffee on a typical Saturday morning.}

Turning 30.

IMG_20170420_163422_782Today, I turn 30, I’m officially categorize under ‘Aunty’s Club.’ Hahha.

I woke up, took a shower and made breakfast. Then I checked on JH, who’s been under the weather since a week ago. So, yeah, you can say I wasn’t feeling too excited about it, plus in our family we don’t celebrates birthday in a big bashy way. But nonetheless I’m so grateful for this particular day. I’m grateful for:

My mom… who’s always been my go-to when I need advice on financial, career, tax matters… LOL! . Thank you for always putting me and my family as your priority. Thank you for showing your everlasting love and care for us in unimaginable ways.

My parents-in-law… who’s so fit and healthy, taking care of our meals, daily chore, and our two tiny human being. Thank you for showering them with so much love, they could not have a better  嬷嬷 & 爷爷.

My hubbie… whom I can’t imagine living without. Who else’s gonna annoy the hell out of me? Just kidding. 😛 Thank you for standing by my side through this years, surely it wasn’t a bed of roses all the way, but through it all, we’ve grown to be stronger, wiser and better. I want to start living ‘the good old days’ with you right now, so when we’re old, toothless and hairless sitting next to each other in our rocking chair, we can look back and know that we have truly lived.

My Juju bey… whom don’t cease to fall sick on my birthdays. As if you have not crave for my attention on normal days, you just got to throw a big one on my big day…. (joking). I love you to the moon and back my baby boy. You might not be the loudest, toughest boy, but you have such a big heart for compassion and kindness. Please always stay this way.

My darling baby Junna…whom I have only one word to describe: Happiness. Your gleaming smile and demeanor attitude makes it such a joy to be around. You’re easy going, easily contented and mostly just a ball of overloaded cuteness. I am so blessed to be your guardian, to be your life teacher, and mostly to be the person whom you call ‘mommy’ (hopefully soon…:P).

My best friends, May & Sin Yee… whom I don’t get to see very often now. I miss our teenage times when we have so little responsibility and so much time for ourselves to discover the world. As we step into adulthood, our priorities change. But one thing I know for sure: My life will never be complete without you guys; just knowing that I will always have you guys at the back of my mind is good enough.

You know how the internet often shovel you with article, videos and even comic strips on how your life transform when you turn 30, or why life is better when you’re 30 instead of 20, or even how to excel in your 30s… etc. For me, 30 felt like an age where I should have it firmly together. Instead of ‘testing ground’, I should ‘know it better’. I hope I am better, my role as wife, mother, daughter, friend, supervisor, employee… amongst many others.

Thank you everyone who had made a difference in my 30 years of life. 🙂

Things aren’t always what they seem.

Recently, we discover a friend who’d been experiencing some rather unpleasant marital problems. Both hubbs and I were utterly filled with surprise and disbelief, simply because we were constantly in awe with his career success, his perfect family and how he constantly travel, explore, venture, progress and juggle everything all at the same time. And I released that this perfect little perception are molded and preconceived by our mind, with sole references on Social Network (and nothing else). The truth is, picture/videos only captures seconds of their life, there’s a whole lot of struggles that we’re not aware, which is perfectly normal, because that’s life.

Somehow, someway, God never fail to remind me that I’m not alone in this struggle, and comparatively, my problem are a lot smaller than these strong people.

So its time to chin up, and welcome each day with gratitude.

Most Productive Weekend.

Saturday
6:15am – woke up, and went for a mini hike/walk around our area with hubbs.
8am – breakkie at a new found place where they have nasi lemak to-die-for.
8:30am – Meet up contractor to view my friend’s new pad for renovation.
9:30am – send Ju-Hann for Eye-Level class.
9:40pm – proceed to look for Pos Malaysia nearby to post some stuff for our nieces & nephews.
11:00am – had pan mee (comfort food) near Ju-Hann’s Eye-Level class.
11:25pm – fetch Ju-Hann from EyeLevel class and send him to Art Class.
11:45pm – Arrived home, meet another contractor for the same house.
12:30pm – fed Junna porridge, shower.
1pm – Hubbs went to fetch Ju-Hann ffrom Art Class.
1:30pm – Bathe JH, had lunch while watching ‘Planes 2’ together (was amazed with the stroryline.
3:pm – put both kids to sleep
3:30pm – went back to the office to work.
8pm – Arrived home, had dinner

Sunday
4:30am – woke up & get ready for our journey back to IPOH for Ching Ming, we had McD, yummy hawker food, did our prayers and came home by 12:30pm.
For the rest of the day, we just stayed home, did some homework with JH, tidy up the house, and eventually sent my mom to the airport before ending the night.

Conversation with JH.

img_20170128_235542_817In the morning when I was getting him ready for school…
Me: Juju, give mommy a kiss (pouting lips waiting for his kiss)
JH: No mommy, I don’t want to kiss your mouth, I want to kiss your nose…
Me: Why?
JH: Because your nose is pretty

Sweetest thing my son ever said to her baby sister.
JH: I’m a policemen.
Me: Really? That’s great. What about Junna?
JH: Junna’s a princess. Policeman will protect princess from the bad people, right mommy?

One of those moments when he was naughty and we got so angry at him. At night, when he goes to be, as usual he resides his prayer:
“Dear God, please bless JH, JN, dada & mommy to be safe & sound, to be happy and healthy. Amen.
“Dear God, please bless JH to be a good boy. Amen”
JH: Dada, I want to say another prayer.
Hubbs: ok.
JH: Dear God, please bless JH to be a good boy so dada is not angry. Please also bless Junna to get well and so we will all be happy. Amen.

Somewhere during the end of CNY, another incident where he say a new prayer, all on his own.
“ Dear God, please bless our family to be together, so we can mix mix the vege together, because I like to mix the vege then eat the vege. Amen.
F.Y.I.: mix mix vege = Yee Sang (Properity toss)

Sometime while we’re at the lift or walking along a corridor, I will name all the fruits or vegetable and ask JH which letter does it start with… so we did that this morning.
What letter does Watermelon start with?
JH: W!
How about Orange?
JH: O!
Me: Pear?
JH: P! P!
Me: Jackfruit?
JH: J!
Me: How about Ju-Hann?
JH: But Im not a fruit…
Me: Laugh out loud.

Welcome, 2017.

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We had been super quiet when the clock strikes 12 on 31st December. We did nothing to commemorate the new year; not because we don’t welcome the new year, but after considering a year that tested much our faith, resilience and patience, we thought we could do let it pass quietly, just like everything else. That said, it hasn’t been a superlatively crappy year for us, with the birth of our baby girl, we moved to the coziest home I could ever dream off, traveled to Bangkok, Hong Kong (3 times!), not forgetting our babymoon… our life had filled with pretty amazing moments as well.

It has been a tough year, no doubt. Hubbs and I have not worked so hard in our life to provide for the family (which we vowed to work even harder this coming year). We learned, grew and attained so much in our workplace in exchange of some precious time with the family. So, the juggle is real.

But despite all these, we survived and we’re much wiser than last year. So, welcome 2017, I will grab you by the (pancake!) and embrace you with all the positivism that I have.

Christmas 2016.

This year, we spent our Christmas recovering: from sickness, work, sleep deprivation and more. Baby Junna (& hubbs, later on myself) had gotten sick since we came back from our Penang trip, she never really recover from the fever, and it has since dragged on to severe cough and flu. It has been so painful juggling our full time work schedule while running back and forth to the clinic, staying awake tending to a sick baby (and attention-deprived 4 yr old). There were no Christmas music, no decoration, no fairy lights, no Christmas movie as we were dead tired most of the time.

But thank God, Christmas came and baby Junna show signs of recovery and all is right with the world again. We had a lovely home-cooked Christmas eve dinner (with desserts and everything), spend time with cousins, wrap a pressie for JH and got ourselves some chores done.

If there’s anything this Christmas has given me, it’s I’m super wildly lucky to be with my family, have a decent job and a lovely home.

{P.S.: Our much more exciting Christmas last year.}

 

 

Growing up and Making Change.

img_20161209_092912Its’ been a tough few days since we came back from Penang. Hubbs was down with flu, and it passed on to Junna, and now my mom-in-law. Work was more hectic than ever, as e have confirmed a few more jobs in the coming year. It was also during this period that I’ve decided to embark on something that’s very close to my heart. I have no idea how to start, clueless on how to squeeze in time to work on it, let alone how to materialist it. But then I saw a quote yesterday from Ghandhi :

“Be the change that you wish to see in the world.”

and that would keep me going. I don’t know how am I going to do it, I just do.

{I snapped this pic of my firstborn when we were at Ferringhi beach last weekend. I wonder what’s in my kid’s mind at that moment. He looked faraway at the sea, totally not distracted by the speedboat nearby, the cheering of little kids playing ball, or any of the water sports that were happening. He just seems like he’s fully immerse in the tranquility of the waves, the vastness of the sea, the sensation of the tingling sands within his toes. At that moment, he look so grown up, it’s like I’m seeing the future him in perhaps 20 years.}

 

 

Gym Joke.

Need to note this down before I forget.

Last Saturday, hubbs and I decided to do a quick workout at the gym since we missed a few walks in the park ever since the rainy season start. So, we decided to drop baby Junna at mom-in-law’s and bring along JH. This was his first time going to the gym and he did a little exercise with us including some stretching and dumbbell workout, later  hubbs and I take turns to go on the treadmill.

It was all fun for that quick 40 minutes session and I wish I had taken my phone along to snap a picture. As we go up the lift, he said: “Dada & mommy, I like to go to the gym with you, I want to go again, because you’re a wee-ner. Dada you’re a wee-ner (with lots of chuckles).” Hubbs and I burst into laughter although we know he meant ‘winner’ but it sounded more like ‘wiener’. (No pun intended). Haha (if you get the joke).