Venice is 2! (25 months old to be exact) :D

Hey yo!!! My baby’s TWOOO years old! OMG OMG how time flies!!!

She turned 2 in January 2015, and well, her birthday celebration wasn’t as ‘elaborate’ as last year’s (oops) but the fact was, she wasn’t even really that interested in the ‘celebrations’ in that sense. Eg. Singing of the birthday song, cake cutting etc. She just couldn’t really stay still there and we really thought that she would be more ‘excited’ about her cakes, especially the customized Minnie Mouse and Daisy Duck one… *bah

At Po Po’s house (1st celebration):

There you go… Looking uninterested (and tired even!).

Trying to get her to be ‘excited’.

More ‘interested’ playing in the room. Couldn’t really get a decent shot of her and Po Po (despite this is still a nice candid shot :)).

Home sweet home (2nd celebration):

Fancied the idea of holding the knife.

Was more interested in the balloons.

Was Chor Chor’s actual birthday! She just couldn’t stay still there, AT ALL. LOL.

Her squirming away action.

Actual day:

And we brought her to the airport! (Intention was to let her play at the kids playground like last year, but ended up she was not interested at all.)

Played at the ‘free’ playground instead. (Also good, help Mommy and Daddy save money. Hahaha.)

Enjoying the water fountain show.

That’s it for her birthday. 🙂

For now, she pretty much just recovered from her stomach flu (no more vomitting/ diarrhea or that sort, her appetite is sort of back but still not back to her usual ‘usual’ (in terms of quantity), and she seems to be having a very bloated tummy (seems to be having a lot of discomfort – fart is super smelly and well, she hasn’t poo-ed for like, 5 days?! 😱😥 – lucky she did today, earlier in the night)). In fact, the whole family (we) actually got ‘it’ (stomach flu).

Her uncle (my brother, her Gu Gu) got it first on Monday, 23 Feb, then she got it (started vomitting) early morning around 5+am on Wednesday, 25 Feb (really all of a sudden, out of nowhere – because she was still happily shopping (late night grocery shopping on Tuesday, 24 Feb)). And man, it was really ‘painful’ (to see her suffering). She was really vomitting throughout the night till morning around 9+am at the clinic until she was sooo tired and worn out. Each time before she vomitted, I could literally hear her tummy churn out loud like a washing machine’s before she innocently (and blurly) got forced to puke all her food out, and when all her dinner and fruit were out, she even continued to throw up the acid juices from within. My poor, poor baby!

Then I GOT IT. On Friday, 27 Feb, also around 5+am, where I woke up and started feeling nausea (‘funny’). And then the vomitting and diarrhea came, together… It was ‘unbearable’, I totally didn’t know what I should do, as in, stay crouched, or sit up straight, or simply just lie down on the floor (if I could, but I was in the toilet and there were action going on so I couldn’t). It was that sucky. So I could totally imagine how worse it would be for my girl. 😦

And well, her Daddy got it too, on the very same day, but sometime starting from afternoon. Diarrhea.

Not to mention, our fevers too…

Sadly, Wai Gong (her grandpa) also caught it in the end! Thankfully, the vicious virus kind of ended with him…

Mak Mak (her grandma) also had diarrhea (on Wednesday, 25 Feb) but according to her, it was due to food poisoning.

So everyone in the house got sick, except Chor Chor (her great grandma), and SOOO THANKFUL for that, because it would really be very awful/ tough for her if she really ‘caught’ it due to her age and also her back pain and inconvenience in movement.

Venice suffered for a whole 3 days, while Mommy and Daddy for 1. We are fine now but she seemingly was still having some sort of discomfort (in terms of tummy) but we are so, so glad she managed to eventually poo yesterday! We are hoping she quickly gets well (fully recovered and recharged and back to her chirpy and energetic self).

Stomach flu. Really a nightmare. And it’s airborne (according to a friend). Super contagious, according to the pd. And yes, how true… 😞

Please, this once is enough… Haha. 😅

Now it’s 2.30am and she’s not sleeping yet (well, kind of back to her usual ‘self’/ routine versus when she was sick and so lethargic, sleeping most of the time, and unusually quiet).

Shall update again! 😋


No point bothering to explain how tiring it’s like to be a SAHM.

How true!

Have a read at what she shares:
The Stay-at-Home Mom Conspiracy Theory

She totally nailed it! People who aren’t SAHMs have NO IDEA. Most of the time, in their minds they have a much better painted picture, and tend to be unaware of the many little nitty gritty details/tasks a SAHM has to do.

They would think stuffs like, “So nice! You can sleep until so late! Rest and play (watch TV etc) with your baby/kid at home.”. YAH… (You seriously have no idea… *lol)

I do know what it’s like to be at work, though not everyONE’s work life/job is the same, but then, I do have experienced the busy deadlines, long meetings, political emails, political wars happening around in the office, OTs, waking up early, no time for lunch, stress etc. And yes, it is tiring. But I can only say, it is very much different from a SAHM’s.

And in fact, I guess my hubby STILL does not really ‘grasp’ how tired I can get. And yes, he will always say the ‘sleep’ point as his main reason somewhat to ‘prove’ that he should be more tired (in that sense – being much more sleep deprived than me).

Yes, I do sleep more than him… With my daughter’s current sleeping habits, she wakes up late (around 10am to 12pm range usually) BUT sleeps extremely late too (around 11.30pm to 2am). But yeah, YOU know… 🙂

We used to argue much over this ‘tired’ issue but now I’m trying to take it more easy since it is evident that men and women work differently… And he seems to be more ‘understanding’ as there are times he will express his ’empathy’ (*HAHA) towards me.

And he is the sole breadwinner (I guess I’m not experiencing that kind of ‘responsibility’ and stress being the only one trying to support the family), while I get to really bond more with our precious angel. So I am thankful. I really am. Thank you, hubby (even though you aren’t reading this :D). Thank you taking up the FULL responsibility of bringing the beacon home and letting me enjoy my motherhood fully.

Time for some photos!

Recent selfie photo of us, and a super happy one (Daddy & Mommy couldn’t stop laughing seeing the pretty much unbothered/unaffected/clueless sweetie pie in the screen)

Selfie taken just last Sunday, where we brought her to the new Punggol End for a short evening walk before heading done to 婆婆’s house

Signing out.



Today (because it’s past midnight), 11th February, is our 2nd wedding (6th got-together) anniversary and so Daddy had to work overtime yesterday to clear up all his work (just so he wouldn’t get ‘disturbed’ today, on our supposedly very special day, where he had taken leave to celebrate with me (and of course, the little one)).

And so he reached home later yesterday (but technically speaking should be today because it’s already past midnight) around 12+am and the little girl is already sleeping while I was nursing her.

Not that I blame my husband for coming home late (almost everyday – usually he’ll reach home around 10+/11+pm, and at times (but rare) earlier perhaps, say 8+/9+pm, and at times (NOT really once in a blue moon IMO) even later past midnight), but I just can’t help but feel upset about it. Every single day, we (me and of course I include Venice) just wait for him to reach home, but it’s always a long, long wait until I long have the “Late. AGAIN. As usual.” mentality (and I’m always not wrong) and I don’t harbor much (or any) hope in seeing him come back home early (even when he says so – be it “try to” or when he thinks he can during earlier part of the day). I don’t deny but I do get pissed at him (though deep down inside I really know it’s not his fault to begin with – I really do blame his company/boss though) especially at times when I’m more tired that day, or the times where she’s throwing a tantrum/being ‘naughty’ and I’m ‘deal’-ing with it my own self (again), or the times where we (my family member(s))/I play with Venice and she’s having a super great time, laughing/giggling like mad, or the ‘special’ moments (to me) where she does something new and we (the same ‘we’)/I get to witness it etc etc. I feel kind of sad that he, the Daddy, is missing out on all these great moments, or otherwise, selfishly letting me “take care” of Venice all by myself (I will feel that he’s not playing his role/part as her father). When he comes home, usually all tired and weary, he doesn’t have too much energy to ‘bond’ with Venice, and of course, it’s near her bedtime as well (but she sleeps pretty late for a baby – around 11+pm/12+am usually). Not that it’s much time (left) to be bonding with your little one anyway, I must say. He does play with her but there are the times where I clearly can tell/sense that he’s just ‘waiting’ for her to go and sleep (either his eyelids are like closing or he already dozed off to deep sleep) while she just plays by herself (most of the time I’ll have to be around there too otherwise if I leave her with the daddy alone, she’ll cry for me). Usually I can’t bear to see her being ‘neglected’ by the Daddy, and so I’ll go and join her in whatever she’s doing.

Every night, we (family member(s))/I will go, “Where’s Daddy?”, and she’ll always look around and/or then point to the door implying he’s not around, then we/I will ‘explain’, “Daddy not home. Daddy still at work.”. It’s kind of sad (I feel). (It’s not that we want to ‘remind’ her that Daddy is STILL not home to spend time with her, but it’s just something we like to ask her, asking her where is each and everyone of us, seeing how she answers by pointing at whoever is the target we asked her. And it’s only logical we also include her daddy.)

And LUCKY we (my hubby and I, and of course, Venice) are staying here at my parents’ place, otherwise I can’t imagine HOW TIRED AND WORN OUT I’ll be if we were really staying at our new place now. (I’ll be super displeased too since all the more she will need her Daddy’s company.) Here I have my mum and dad to help me out during the night (when they come home from work) so I get to “take a break”, and Venice won’t feel ‘lonely’ with all the extra doting and company around her. Otherwise I know I can’t rely on my hubby as of now… I’ll be REALLY MAD at him. *lol

I don’t know if THIS (Venice not seeing her daddy much during weekdays) is ‘unhealthy’ for her or not (and I’m glad it so happens she has all the extra ‘loving’ at home which kind of compensates for her “missing Daddy”) but I really do hope ‘this’ ends real soon. And I totally am NOT in favor of it. I want the Daddy to spend more time with her (on weekdays), and not be updated by me instead on what happened ‘today’.

Well, so much for complaining. 😛

Tomorrow (NO, today) is gonna be a great day. ^_^

And here’s a HAPPY pic of our sweetie to chaste away all the blues!~

Our HAPPY Baby ❤ (Taken on Sunday, 9 Feb 2014)