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31 July Uncountable BlessingsI just read Sab’s experience in handling Brent’s jaundice.
What horror. Though, of course, jaundice is pretty common in newborn, I can empathize with a new mum’s trauma in going through the hospitalization of her firstborn. Thanks to God, both my boys escaped this condition during their time. Reading her blog makes me wander back to my own experiences. And compared to hers, and her delivery – to which she detailed minute by minute in her blog – makes me feel oh so lucky.
My deliveries, albeit without any epidural, have been fairly easy and very uncomplicated, I recovered well and easy and right on time. Even my boys, who underwent circumcision during their first few months, also recovered wonderfully and to no complications at all.
Thank you, God.
And Sab now .. oh boy, she sounds so mellow. So ‘mummy’ now. So unlike the rough and loud talker I used to know. Motherhood can certainly do wonders to some people.
Oh yeah.. this morning, this new office was hit by a power failure at least 5 times. Not much work was accomplished during the greater part of the morning. Highs & Lows of LifeWhat could be more irritating than making an effort to come to work very early to start the ball rolling only to find that your Lotus is down and I drive is not working?
ARGHH! I come in this morning way before 8am only to be able to stare blankly at my screen. I have to alert the Board of tonight’s meeting’s cancellation and have to arrange for the training materials to be printed to the supplier and on top of all these, Big Boss is already chasing me for the artwork to fill up the large posterboards along the corridor. Not to mention the overlooming dreaded annual report.
I can hardly breathe and now, I can’t even do anything about it.
I’m still feeling fatigue from my guilty day trip to KL and now my throat is burning. Swallowing my saliva hurts.
But last night .. last night, right after Desperate Housewife, when I was just about to be shipped off to Dreamland, Hubs came over and gave me a surprise. A BIG surprise.
He he… 27 July Guilty Trip to KLFor the first time ever .. for the very first time ever ..
I am leaving Hubs
I am leaving my boys
Sigh .. I seriously do not know how some mothers can do THIS. I know of good friends who have gone on trips outside the country for days leaving their family behind. Some of these trips are just for the 'fun' of it, not business in nature. I mean, I can understand if one goes out because SHE HAS to, eg for a conference, to further studies etc. I mean, I can understand if one has to go because one has to. But I used not to understand how could anyone leave their young children in order to pursue 'fun'. And now that I am in this very position, I still cannot understand why am I doing this. Do I really have the heart to do this? Oh gosh. I just spoke to my boys an hour ago (they are at Mak's house for the night) and I miss them oh so terribly!
Am I making sense?
Anyways.. thing is, Hubs has a soccer tournament tomorrow and will not be around the whole day. Ibu Ros already has a planned shopping trip to KL. For the first time, she, along with 11 members of the family, are travelling by BUS. Yes, BUS. Now that Hubs is not going to be around, she suggested that I bring one boy over for the trip. Bringing two would be killing me. So I asked Mak: Can she look after Pau2 for a day? As usual, Mak has no objections. And I know certain people at Mak's house would be delighted with Pau2's presence.
Later that night, Mak called and said: I don't think you should bring just ONE boy. Pau2 is a smart boy. He will start asking for his brother. If you can't take two, I'll look after them for a day. You go ahead to KL.
Immediately, I was feeling oxymoron-nous. Happy (to be able to go shopping) and sad (the thought of not going back home and being with the boys).
It's almost 10.30pm now. I need to sleep. Need to be at Larkin by 8am. I feel excited. Yet I feel slightly depressed. I miss my boys. I hope I will not spend tomorrow feeling guilty. Because, already I am... It’s All About ContentsOn Thursday, 26 July 2007, I attended a pre-briefing on content management for elearning. This took about an afternoon in a very cold Seminar Hall at National University Hospital. I was actually tasked to take on content management for the use of the training dept in the future. Remember I mentioned that we are doing Proper Conduct of Research? Now, these PCRs come with tests of which participants have to obtain a certain passing rate. Now, we are going to move these tests to being online.
I rubbed my hands. This was going to get interesting. And it did. However, I will not dwell much because it was pretty technical. I remember something that one speaker said, which makes me smile and acknowledge the truth:
If you tell me, I may forget. If you show me, I may remember. But if you involve me, I may understand. Pronunciation and Speaking ClearlyI attended the above 2-days course on 24 and 25 July 2007. I chose this course for some reasons:-
*Note to Hubs: Luv ya for-eva
The course was conducted at Civil Service College and the trainer was Ms Joan Liu. She’s pretty old, very fashionable and extremely nice. Over two days, we discussed about the origin of English, the hows and the whys. Very intriguing, especially when I realised certain common words have been pronounced inaccurately. Very inaccurately. Bring about different meanings altogether.
It all has to do with phonetics.
Here, I have summarized interesting points.
When Giving Presentations
General
25 July Simple ThingsI found a couple of emails in the nested 101.
The pictures are attached with them.
Simple things like these make my day smoother.
Thank you! 101I was on course on Monday and Tuesday. I dreaded coming down to reality on Wednesday.
I put off launching my Lotus till I clear the visible hurdle on my desk, in-tray yada yada. Once cleared (it took me the entire morning starting from 7.59am), over a lunch of lontong, I cajoled the mouse to nudge Lotus open. A couple of seconds passed. I stared and blinked, my lontong forgotten. Sure, this has not been the first time I was away from the office for more than one day, but as I stared in amazement, I never cease to marvel at the number of emails I can accumulate over two working days.
*For the record, this is my OFFICE email which is being used for OFFICIAL reasons. I do not give this address out to my social acquaintances. They get my starhub and zeezone accounts. So, basically, all these emails in the INBOX are LEGITIMATE.
**More on the course that I attended at Civil Service College in the next few entries .. after I am done ploughing through my mailbox. 21 July Congratulations!Received 21/7/2007, 01:42:16AM.
"... baby Brent has finally come to this world. I am now officially a mother. Baby is 2.9kg."
Finally .. here is one former pregnant woman who kept on sneaking on me during my office hours via MSN wanting to chat .. purely because she was bored of waiting and waiting and waiting.
Guess it's over now!
 20 July Buzzy TaxiThis occured a couple of days ago. I was in the back seat with the boys. Ibu Ros was driving. Imin was looking out of the window when he suddenly asked me: "Ibu, how to spell 'BUS'?" I found it strange that he would be asking me that because here was a boy who already knew how to spell hippopotamus and his name at 2 years of age. But I followed along anyway. I said "B-U-S'. Then he turned around and said: "Ibu, I want to take the BUZ-ZY taxi." BUZ-ZY? What BUZ-ZY taxi? Maybe, I thought, he meant the yellow taxi, which err.. looked like a bee to him. All yellow. I asked: "What BUZ-ZY taxi?" Imin pointed to a taxi behind us and said: "There!" I turned and saw an NTUC Comfort taxi with a ... BUSY sign on the top. Ha ha. BUS. B-U-S. You add a Y to the end and it sounds like BUZ-ZY. I Drive You StressedThe following occured yesterday. Hubs donated blood during his lunch time. While he was driving to Tampines to fetch the boys, he commented that he was feeling drowsy. I told him to pull over and I would take on the wheel. But he refused. Then, after putting the boys in their boosters, he jumped into the driver's seat. I told him to get out and let me drive. He said no, he would be fine. Then, he added something else. "Ayah nak cepat (I want to be fast)". Yeah, I drive slow as tortoise. "But why? Why are we rushing?" I asked. "Takde pape (Nothing). Ayah stress bila ibu drive (I get stressed when you drive)." I was like.. err .. ok. I get the picture. 19 July Darn it!What is wrong with these people?
You make appointment with them at 9am but at 9.30 am,
they are still not here. This is so disgusting!!! 17 July I Love YouI do. Really, I do. Gosh, at this precise moment, on 17 July 2007, at 10.55am. At the lift lobby of GMTI building. Hubs .. after knowing you for almost a decade now, even though I knew you would do what you just did, it still warms my heart. Real hot. Real very hot. Sigh .. what would I do without you, darling? 15 July Evidence on My FaceIt's official. I've lost half a kg. The toilet has been my constant companion since yesterday. Cramps have struck me since Friday night. I have tossed in agony over endless hours for the past two nights. Now, Hubs is away on his FIKIR KAYA JADI KAYA (Think Rich, Be Rich) seminar. He better come back a richer man! Now, I am alone with two hyper active boys. If anyone is adopting, I'd gladly offer them mine (ha!).
What is wrong with me? Am I like being too long in my comfort zone previously that I am now finding it hard to resurface in new surroundings? I used to live in challenges day in and day out. I strived on it. I've lived on different projects each hour of my working days in the past. But now.. I can't even handle new toys?
Outwardly, of course, my problem is mine. I cannot reflect the anguish and anxiousness I have in me - I'm THAT professional. The sun may be shinning but it is brewing thunderstorm inside. And what's more, it shows on my face! ARGH! Where Cindy Carwford has her trademark beauty, just beside the upper lip, on the cheek, I have a volcano threatening to erupt!
Shame on me. God, please help me. 14 July AdjustmentI was talking about changes the other time.
Just last night, after the great office move, I had a very fitful sleep. Woke up several times during the night with severe stomach cramps. Not once, not twice, but at least 5 times. When I finnaly greeted the morning, I was double-over with pain. Did I eat something wrong last night? I think not, because Hubs ate the same thing as I, and he was fine.
Now, as I am blogging, I could feel the cramps again, just like last night. Earlier, I told Hubs about this. Hubs reminded me that I was just like Imin. When he transferred to the new montessori school, he woke up several times during the night, crying out LOUD with his eyes closed. This went on for several nights. After a month at the new school, he is fine now. No more waking up in tears at night. We took this as his way of adjusting to a new surrounding.
Just like me, Hubs said. I was adjusting to new surroundings. Funny, at this age, I have this kind of 'adjustment' to make. I must be holding in more than I thought I was! Time Stops HereWent to Changi last week. That place, time seems to stop still. The old playground is still there. The shophouses are still standing. The interchange is surviving. Even the position of the bus stop remains the same. All same.. as far back as almost 10 years ago. Yawn... 13 July I Crave for PrivacyYes, ladies & gentlemen, I've moved. The entire department has moved. I have new toys - new chair, table, cabinets, printer, fax, compactor. New sitting arrangement. New view. New additions to the family. All new. Sparkling brand new.
But I crave my privacy. My own space. My own stretching space. No more just lifting my bottom to fetch my printouts. No more looking over the many copies to be made each month.
Now, all requries a walking distance. Now, all new .. at a price.
Sigh. It's true. Changes can be good, can be bad. Whatever it is, changes take a while to adapt to. I remember this: If you cannot change the surrounding to suit you, change yourself to suit it.
Be happy. Thankful. 07 July Post (Pau2's) BirthdayFinally, after almost a month now, I've gotten down to sorting out tens of digital photos from Pau2's birthday. Here's a peek. The other half of the peek is in the Album section.
*On the morning of his birthday, we surprised him by waking him up with CARS balloon and singing him the birthday song. So, please excuse his sleepy face.
Lucky No. 3I have to document this. Last month, when Pau2 celebrated his third birthday, he had not one, not two but three birthday cakes and three celebrations on three different dates at three different houses! Not to mention the mul-TRIPLE of presents. A DiscoveryOh the other day, we discovered something.
A tiny mole on Pau2's chin. Wah..so handsome.
He calls it 'tahi lalat'. |
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