Thursday, May 25, 2017

I discovered Nature at my doorstep


Tired and feeling under the weather. Let's not go to work today... 9am. I took a slow walk back home from the neighbourhood clinic… and discovered this gem.


How did I miss this before? A whole path littered with jasmine flowers. This is heaven.


There are starfruit trees. Ripe starfruits fallen onto the grass...


Haven't seen this plant since my kampong days... wow








This narrow stretch of green is packed with such a huge variety of flowering plants, I am so lost for words. So happy that I am sick today and can spend time examining every one of them. It takes a change of pace and an undistracted heart to notice such beauty right outside my doorstep. 



Are these grapes? In Singapore? This is so amazing... I wanted to show my find to Roney. What is this? What is that? Roney will have all the answers... 



Wonder who is/are the people tending this garden? They must be nice people with good hearts. People who make nature bloom like these got to have good hearts. I will be back. Maybe I can meet the gardeners the next time and tell them what a great job they are doing. Maybe I can spend a morning with them tending this neighbourhood garden together. 


The earth is a beautiful place. If only we open our eyes to see... I love my neighbourhood. 


Thursday, January 7, 2016

The wonderful year of 2015




2015 has been such an eventful and wonderful year for the family. So eventful, there was simply no time to blog. I am now trying to summarise a year's worth of important events in one single blog... Wonderful not because it was devoid of difficulties or disappointments. There were plenty of shit to go around but in hindsight all that shit was worthwhile and we grew as a family and as individuals.

The Year of the Marathons
Kenneth certainly ran a lot this year, starting from the Hong Kong Marathon...
Then Tokyo Marathon (which he has plenty of praise)
Then Osaka Marathon 

Then we started running as a family for the 2km Santa Claus Run,
Then Megan started complaining that her Stanchart 700m kids dash is way too short! 
"So fast finish ah?"


Morgan's first year

Didi posing with his best friends...


Morgan has congenital hearing disability in both ears. It had been a learning curve for us because we we are parents who have no idea what is the difference between frequency and decibel. Morgan, of course hated these extra devices stuck in his ears (preferring a world of comforting silence). 

To prove his point, he constantly tore these thousand dollars electronics from his ears to munch.... Trying to force a kid to give up the prize in his mouth and stick them back into his ears every 20 minutes needed a world of determination. Often we gave up, feeling oh so sorry for the wailing boy. But you can't hear, you cant talk... so here goes... again...

Having two kids is double the trouble but triple the fun. Megan is the bossy and protective sister, Morgan is the super chilled bo chap brother. If he bothers to do anything, it is to destroy and climb...

The Relocation


The most life changing event that happened this year must be our relocation to Shanghai.  Ken got a new job that is based in Shanghai and the plan was for me to quit my job and relocate the whole family there for 3-5 years. 
I love the whole idea. A new environment, a new role as a housewife. Finally a place we can immerse in one of the oldest culture on earth. I love the Chinese language and it is my greatest regret that I am not well versed in it. I know too little and Megan is technically a kang tang. Yes!! Let's go to China!!

We freighted part of our stuff over and I stayed with Kenneth in shanghai for a month setting up the necessities. Found a great international school for Megan and a nice neighbourhood to call our home. Filled our new place with furniture, electronics and worried over what plants to grow. Chenhao, being the true blue local, gave me all the life tips we needed - what transport/shopping/entertainment apps to download, where to eat, which farmer to buy direct from etc... Shanghai is awesome. Now I just need to move the 2 kids over...

The Relocation AGAIN
I returned to Singapore to serve my notice period, put our apartment up for rent, sell the car and wait for Megan to end her school term. 

Within a few months, suddenly Kenneth got headhunted by another company who wanted him to relocate back to Singapore!!! He said YES and started packing again. Most of the items in Shanghai, he gave away, the rest packed into a container back to Singapore. Damn he gave away my fav chopper! 

On my end, everyone felt cheated having so much farewell parties for me. And I had to go back to boss and tell her "hey, actually I am not leaving... hahaha". And of course beg Megan's kindergarden to take her back.
The year for visiting Japan

Seriously no idea how we can visit Japan 3 times in one year. But Megan absolutely loves Japan. 
I guess, we consider food a good enough reason...

The Year of Fun Working

I opened Como's first beach club in Phuket. Super achievement YY. The club turned out exactly how I envisioned it to be. This project was so fun, working with Paola, Jeff and my super demanding yet accommodating boss. 
Although 2015 was not a good year for most people with a lot of structural changes within the office, I found myself gaining a lot more than I lost (if I ever lost anything). I made more friends, stood my ground against bullies. Pushed my own boundaries and lost my fear. I know what I want to be and I am not afraid to get there. Amidst the general negativity, Teck Bun taught me a timely lesson on compassion, gratitude and courage. Ken also bought me a book "When things fall apart". It was a fantastic read and it gave me a sense of peace. 
In other news, I was back full time in Nov (and how I missed 4 days week).
Melissa handed me the first publication with all my illustrations. What joy!!! Could not remember how it all began but Como hotels will now have kids clubs and I am designing them. Plus illustrate kids activity books and kids passports and stamps. Hahaha. Working with the mummies in office on kiddy stuff actually set up the foundation for a lot of what I do with Megan. I am certainly a better mummy because of this work experience. 

Great Year with Megan
4 years old is a great age to play. I can't really connect with babies but Megan at 4 is so much fun. Kids are like sponge, they absorb everything and when I look at these photos, I am impressed we have so much toys in the house.
4 years old is a great party age too...
Megan discovered her passion for cooking and baking. She started insisting to help on little things like mixing the sauces. By the end of the year, she was slicing fruits, cutting prawns, mashing potatos, making doughs, frying eggs. Keep that up gal, you are making mummy very happy. 

MnM Birthday Party
This is the biggest party we ever threw... Gosh.... All I can say is Megan was very happy. 


Bye Bye 2015. You have been good to us. I know 2016 will be even better. Cheers!




Friday, November 28, 2014

Giving Birth (the second time)


Zero Notice
Out with Ken the day before our scheduled Cesarean. I sighed, happy that my days of being a watermelon smuggler were finally coming to an end.

One karate kick on my left felt very pronounced and I reminded Ken to drive slowly. Suddenly I felt a rupture and a deluge of water appeared. Damn I thought! My bladder’s getting out of control. Panty liner is not going to be enough to contain this spill. But no! Oh no! The leaky tap or rather gush was not stopping!  I was flooding the car seat! A road bump sent a puddle of water overflowing onto the car carpet!

“Kenneth, Kenneth, water bag burst. Water bag burst”

“Shit, now what? Go hospital or home?”

Let’s go home to fetch my bag, I thought. Was totally not prepared for this and I could only think of Whyee whose water bag burst in her office last week. What did she do? She went home to bath and packed her bag. Yup she did that! So I told Ken to do that too – Go home.

Yes, the waterbag burst! 

The water was not stopping so what was previously known as a car seat was now a pond. I did the typical CHIJ thing and dumped all the fabric of my dress between my open thighs to soak up the fluid. Surprise! It’s viscous! Not soaking up well! Once we reached our car park, I headed straight for the lift, leaving Ken to marvel at the reservoir above his leather.

A Pinoy maid joined me at the basement lift lobby while we waited for that wretched lift. We exchanged smiles. She pretended not to stare at my lower region and I pretended nothing is happening. I mean, I was still pouring buckets of water onto the floor, my goodness! Family of four joined us and we all exchanged warm smiles again. Finally we all squeezed into the lift and OMG was I imagining or was there a particular smell?


First Sign of Pain
Fast forward to KK where I felt my very first labor pain upon reaching the hospital. It was a pain I have never felt before. Acute and intense. It is… OH MY GOD!!!! Is this…. Contraction?!!! Dammmn…

Nurses immediately pronounced me 5cm dilated and asked if I wanted to go for natural birth when I reached 8cm. NO. NO. NO. Stick to the plan! Call Prof Tee, C-sec quick! Seriously, not that I have a choice, because within minutes, I was at the 8cm mark and struggling. GPS shows “Ah Tee reaching soon” but it was too late for Cesarean anyway. And I can also wave epidural goodbye.

What? Repeat please! What does that mean?

It means, my dear… Do it the low tech way, baby!


Labor
Labor pain was certainly a different animal compared to choking on a fish bone. Fish bone was a sharp pain and I was panicking for my life. Labor pain has no panic but is a paralyzing, all-consuming kind of pain with contractions coming in fierce waves, logging my body in seizures. My spine and lower back felt like breaking. Every position was agonizing with “something” heavy pressing against my lower back while screwing around and twisting my internal organs. URGH!! I could not even find words to describe this…

The nurse kind of described it perfectly. I felt the immense need to pass motion and this “constipated shit” has been months in the making so is the size and hardness of a watermelon. It wants to get out but could not, I want to hold it in but could not either! It was a terrible situation to be in.
quick! I wanna come out alreadi

you know you need strength to push but you are breaking out 
in cold sweat coz the shit is just too hard!

“Relax” was my instructions but how could that be possible? Ken told me to think of other things to distract myself… Err… ok, furniture for 418 is missing a urghhh!!! It suddenly occurred to me that I had yet to grab Ken’s hair, bite his hand, curse, swear and scream. Ok, I obviously watched too much TV. Those actions required too much effort and some burst of strength whereas I was limp with cold sweat! Urban myth debunked!

My “Ah Tee” suddenly arrived and commanded “ok come, legs up, your hands hold here”.

Brain Freeze. NOW? I could not quite register the moment. It did not actually occur to me that the solution to my relief was simply – to give birth! And this ‘Ah Tee’ was to deliver me? OMG of course, that is why he is my gyne! Oh Man!!! This is so weird.


I was given instructions to breath and push. But dude, shouldn’t you teach me this earlier? My feet were firmly placed against the nurse and Prof Tee’s rib cages and I was supposed to give them the cue when my next contractions come. For now we wait. A strange sight and I suddenly hallucinate my elephant legs kicking Ah Tee’s skinny body, sending him flying to the wall. Opps… effect of too much laughing gas…

NOW! I pushed with all my life! “No. No. Your technique is wrong, don’t let the air out, use your abdominal muscle, and try again. PUSH!”


PUSH for Life
Pushing was a relief. Far easier than relaxing while cramping to death. Right or wrong, I pushed with all my might since that was the only way out. Forgive the pun. Ken said I pushed so hard, my face turned purple. Wow, I would like to see that!

For every set of contraction, I managed to do around three pushes. After less than 5 sets, I could feel Morgan’s head against my perineal. This is it! The impossible… “Push and hold, push PUSH!”

Then a strange sensation of an object suddenly unplugged and drained away from me.

I wished I could post with more drama on this climatic moment but the finale was more of a Blah than a highlight. I was not overwhelmed with emotion. No teardrops. No “I did it”. It just happened and now its over. I just did what every women in the world went through during childbirth…


The Aftermath
That’s it guys, I am now officially a VBAC. I am not going to talk about the wonders and fulfillment of virginal birth. It was definitely a great experience (but C sec was a great experience too!). As far as experience goes, there is no need to repeat the same thing twice so I am extremely glad Morgan was impatient enough to choose natural birth for me. Plus kind enough to give me such a short labor lasting only a few minutes.


My good friends visited the next day and all were asking if it was painful. Same level of pain as you guys when you gave birth I guess… No No No… They all had epidural and they all felt nothing… WHAT!? I feel cheated already.