And so he graduated

Nope, not the baby. The love of my life has graduated from TP as the top student of his cohort today! Congrates dear.

Looking back at what he went through, I font think I would be as disciplined as him in going to classes n hanging in there. To get the top on top of all commitments, amazing.

PS: the baby graduated from babyhood to toddlerhood todae. He was able to walk 16 steps unaided!

Conflict and Inner-Thoughts of the Month

Don't get me wrong. I'm very proud of my hubby for getting Top Student of his cohort for his Diploma. We're going for his graduation tomorrow, and I'll be clapping the loudest with tears glimmering in my eyes. My internal struggle is between my selfish pride, my rational self and my loving wife side.

Long is going to continue furthering his studies, with the Advance Diploma by Temasek Polytechnic and a degree by QUT (Queensland University of Technology). He has been invited to apply for the course, and will be applying for it tomorrow. The course will be starting on 17th of next month.

Selfish pride:
"WHAT?? Continue studying?? I thought it's suppose to be MY turn to study? Didn't we agree on this already? I was suppose to study first. I was suppose to get my degree, but had to set it aside to pop the kid out. I have to further set my studies aside to pop another one out for the family! Look at the sacrifices I have to make for you to study.. Rush home to take care of the kid.. Hard for me to do late shifts.. Set aside my studies just for you to study when I want to study. It's NOT fair!!"

Rational self:
"Look at it this way. There's a possibility that I may need to resign to take care of the kids when number 2 comes. We do not wish to employ a maid and my MIL won't be able to handle 2 young kids by herself. Long will have to shoulder the burden of feeding 6 mouths all by himself. What better way to ensure that he is employed and has a higher chance of promotion or finding a better job outside, than to advance his studies?"

Loving wife:

"Let's encourage him! Top student leh! It'll be such a waste not to continue. You can do it dear. So proud of you."

Selfish pride:

"Yah yah yah. He gets a degree. He finds a management job and has an affair outside while you be the 'yellow housewife' at home. He'll be yelling his enjoyment in the office, while you yell at the kids at home. Not fair, not fair, not fair. I WANT TO STUDY"

Rational self:
"Would you rather that he don't advance himself and stay as an 'O' Level student all his life? Would you rather yell at each other when there's no money? You may be able to live on love, but the children will need bread. 
You're not career minded anyway. You will not need the degree if you most likely have to quit and care for the kids."

Loving wife:

"Long will never do that to you! *shock* He'll get his degree and feed you designer bread spread with sparkling love. You'll be able to spread your sparkling love on designer bread to feed the kids." *stars in eyes*

Rational self & Loving wife combined:
"With our powers combined, we vote to give him our fullest support for his studies. We deem the few years of sacrifice to be worth the long road ahead. We'll further make his studies easier by asking for a transfer. We'll think of ways to feed him well, and lessen his worries about the family."

Selfish pride:

*Roll eyes* "I reserve the right to tell you guys 'I told you so' when he's found diddling someone else in the office and not the naggy and saggy housewife."

Evidence of the win:

  

Forever & Always, by Parachute

A little sweet message from my hubby that I want to remember always~

He messaged me this morning with the youtube link to view this song, and that "It's what I wanna say to my laopo".

The lovely part of the song goes like this:

However, the song also talked (or rather, sang) about the guy getting into an accident and passed away as they said their vows in hospital.

I told my hubby that "Forever & always yes, but never to do that to me, as I don't wish to go to the hospital to see him"

Our Weekend Pictures (24-25 Sept)

 

Wordless (from me) Wednesday

A reminder to myself, to not make my baby grow up faster than what he is suppose to.

Diva - An ode to my two little kings

Bread YES, Cheese Maybe

Haha, I've been feeding Caleb bread and cheese a few times already. The bread is normally hi-fiber or wholemeal bread. The cheese is edam cheese.


These few times I cut the bread into strips and pan-toast it before spreading a little butter on the strips. He likes the bread and would happily tear the bread with his teeth and gum it. I would cut the cheese into tiny pieces for him to pick up and eat from his tray.


This morning, I tore a strip of bread into little pieces and put them on the tray with some cubes of cheese for him to pick up to eat. He will always choose the bread instead of the cheese! He ate the bread and played with the cheese. If I pick up the cheese and put it into his mouth, he'll eat. But if it's up to him to choose, he'll pick the bread. This is so even if there's 3 cubes of cheese and 1 piece of bread on his tray.


So cute. Heheh, he's showing us his food preference already, and that he has a mind of his own!

The two men of my life

The first post using mobile blogging. Blogging made easy n super convenient!

The Start of Porridge Dinners

I admit; I was in a runt. And was happy to continue giving Caleb cereal with puree for dinner. But at his insistent refusal, we tried pasta only to fail as well.Yesterday evening we tried porridge, but instead of using the slow cooker, I cooked over the stove. We were outside for lunch and only got back around 4.30pm. He ate about 1.5 soup spoon (SP) of cod/pumpkin/kale porridge. Considering that he missed his afternoon nap and that his appetite is usually smaller at night, I deemed that a success.

Hopefully tonight will be better. I got my MIL to cook egg yolk/carrot/broccoli porridge with the slow cooker. If he eats 2 SP, it'll be another success. 

I shall try mashed potato this coming weekend. We tried that a couple months back, but he hated it. Hopefully Caleb's more receptive to it now that he's older.

This picture was taken on Saturday morning, when we went down to Mac for breakfast. And no, he's not eating a hashbrow. It'll be at least another year before he gets to try that.

Love Letters - 10 Mths

Wow! I'm a mom of a 10 month old kid.

Looking back at the past 10 months, I know that I've never regretted becoming a mom. I may miss watching midnight movies, or being able to stay out with friends till late night, or have a lot more spare time to myself and hubby. But I would have missed out the innocent smiles in the mornings, the manic giggles when Caleb is sleepy, the stronger ties between my hubby and myself.

It's worth the headaches, the pains, the quarrels, the frustrations etc.

It's Times Like These...

It's times like these that I really wish to take care of Pipi myself. He would be able to roam as he wishes, and learn about pain should he fall or knock himself. He would be able to know love, and not "jokes" about hating him. He would be able to try different foods and texture, instead of stuck with banana cereal. He would be able to hear more words, instead of "no, no, no".

Sometimes I feel that if she continue to say all these, Pipi would subconsciously not like her, and all the better for us. After all, who could like someone who will only say "no" and "jokes" about hating him and beating him when the parents are not around? But on the other hand, I don't wish for Pipi's self confidence to be eroded with her constant stupid "jokes". I don't like those "jokes". Children this age listen to the tone of what you say. They don't understand such "jokes".

Sometimes I pity her. Her low self confidence and desire to be at the top is making her lash out at others. But when she lashes at Pipi, that's when pity turns to hatred and defense rear it's head

We'll see how it goes bah. Today we should celebrate Pipi being 10 months old! 

PS: Pipi is the nickname. My child's name is Caleb Zhuo. :)

A Reason for Blogging

I must admit that I'm lazy, and that I may forget to update my blog. But I realized that I forget lots, and I want an avenue to remember important stuff. Things like when my kid starts to turn, when he starts to stand, my headache on his nutrients. I want somewhere to remember the sweet things that my hubby did for me or just the things we did on a specific day. I guess in short, I want a place to jot down my life.

Hence the start of the blog. Hopefully I'll remember to update it. :P