Archive for March, 2018

Kitchenaid baby

Check out my new mint green baby. It was a very generous birthday gift, I still feel 心痛 when I think of the price. I don’t think my baking skills are worthy of a Kitchenaid yet, my plastic cheap Sunbeam mixer has served me well all these years. But when I offered to return the gift, the generous souls gave me this look 😐😐😐. Ok ok, I’ll bake more cakes to make up for the cost then.

Nice soft peaks! I was impressed with its speed, quiet and balanced mixing.

Of course the first bake has to be my go to chiffon cake.

It was an orange chiffon cake, turned out light and fluffy so I was happy.

Gave some cake to our neighbours and they returned the favour with these gorgeous plums and mangoes. We’re really lucky to have such generous and lovely neighbours. I’m glad that my parents have new friends too.

Saitaoha was mirroring her Tspellstrouble yee yee and enjoying sushi rolls for lunch.

Then she had cheese and crackers for afternoon tea, but she only ate all the cheese and left the crackers behind.

‘Mah Mah, buy cheese!’ she said. Poor Mah Mah is now Saitaoha’s grocery shopper.

Ah Ma sent me this photo with the caption ‘jeje watering plants, meimei supervising’. Hehe this duo warm the cockles of my heart ❤️.


Liar liar pants on fire

Lied to Saitaoha and said I would give her aiji if she takes her medicine. She had been shaking her head vehemently at the offered meds, but stopped and nodded when she heard the magic word aiji. Then she drank the medicine willingly. BUT I didn’t give her aiji!! Luckily she’s quite 健忘 and forgot about it. I feel really guilty though, will let her have some when she’s fully recovered. Mummy the liar 🤥, going straight to hell.

This reminds me of when we were taking a maxi cab in Singapore and the nice taxi driver uncle put on a cartoon on the video for Saitaoha. Only thing is the cartoon was a really old Tom and Jerry cartoon that I swear I watched as a kid. It was such a morbid one too and I was hoping Saitaoha wasn’t watching too intently. Tom and Jerry were doing their usual thing of Tom trying to eat Jerry and Jerry out smarting him. This time a piano fell on Tom and he died. He was floating up to catch the express train to heaven (?!) but the gatekeeper stops him and says he can’t go to heaven unless he gets Tom to sign a certificate of forgiveness. Or else it’s straight to hell for him. Anyway it ends with Tom not getting Jerry to sign in time and he falls to hell and is cooked in a cauldron (???!!). Then he wakes up and it’s all a dream.

I mean, surely this cartoon is a bit scary for kids? The second episode wasn’t any better, it was about an ugly duckling who was Jerry’s friend. Ugly duckling was very depressed that he was ugly so kept trying to commit suicide by asking Tom to eat him!! Aiyoh… I wanted to ask taxi driver uncle whether he had any Peppa pig instead. The cartoons nowadays are so tame compared to the heavy hearted cartoons of our day (anyone else cried buckets when Lion King’s father died?).

Saitaoha and Saitaomei watching tv

Both kids engrossed with Peppa pig. Saitaoha loves her.

Saitaoha drinking milk, Saitaomei also having a snack of her fist.

Ooh! Fist chomping one spots the camera 😅.


My brother will be flying to Perth in a couple of weeks. It’s been over a year since we last saw each other. Today ah Ma said ‘Do you think your brother will look at you and ask how come you are always so angry and short tempered nowadays?’

😭😭😭. To be honest when I heard the first part of her question I thought it was going to end with ‘…how come you have let yourself go and are so frumpy nowadays?’

But it made me sad to think that my brother might be shocked to see the drastic change in me, from calm and boring Daitaoha to angry mummy Daitaoha. Why have I become this angry person that I don’t even recognise anymore? Sometimes I feel so angry with R and Saitaoha that I don’t even want to speak to them. I don’t feel like I know how to control my temper or emotions any more.

I know the stressful period at work, followed by a stressful pregnancy, and subsequently juggling two kids has had its toll on me. But I have help? And great help in terms of my parents too!

Dinner tonight was just dapao-ing this great kongpow chicken that ah Ma cooked. I have it easy don’t I?

2018 has been pretty crappy so far and an emotional roller coaster. I definitely feel loads better after my holiday, but I am still not my old self. Hopefully I’ll get there someday, hopefully my brother will still recognise a bit of the old Daitaoha when he comes.

Saitaoha tucking her teddy to bed. She seems to have inherited my love for soft toys.

Napped pretty quickly, poor girl is tired out from her illness.

This little girl is still holding up. She’s a sweetie pie when she’s not crying.


Sigh, Saitaoha is down with a cold and cough. I suspect she’s been fighting one off for a couple of days now which explains the bad sleep and crying fits. Last night she was crying and moaning all night, poor girl, I was in the next room with an unsettled Saitaomei and all I could hear was her pitiful wails of ‘mummy mummy mummy’. I really wish I could clone myself then!

R and I did the whole zombie musical chair dance again, only somehow I suddenly found myself with both kids in the same room and R sleeping in the other room 🤔 hmm… not sure how that happened.

Anyway that was a ticking time bomb situation and sure enough, Saitaoha’s wailing woke up Saitaomei and she started crying. So I had to wake up R and pass him Saitaomei. Wah how do single parents do this??

The exhausting night and sick kid meant we weren’t able to go for our first Dayre meetup 😑. I tell you it’s not meant to be lah, I’ve never managed to meet any Dayre people successfully, I think this is the universe asking me to stay my true introvert self forever.

We spent the rest of the day napping and resting which was such a pity because it was a beautiful day out. In the end R and I couldn’t tahan the cabin fever and brought Saitaoha out to play. She wasn’t her usual active self but I think she enjoyed being outdoors for a while.

I’m hoping the little one won’t catch the cold. She is getting so cute and smiley 😍.

Take 1.

Take 2.

Take 3.

Praying that Saitaoha gets a restful night and has a speedy recovery.

I should be used to this by now, by my heart still aches whenever she coughs.

Hello happy days

Good morning sleepyhead.

Are you laughing at my bed hair?

Do you think papa will bring me to the playground today if I say pretty please?

I will flash him my best smile and I’m sure he will say yes!

Feeling lazy and contented because I managed to vacuum my parents’ floors and cook them lunch. It was only indo mee with bacon and a sunny side up, but in my lousy physical state, I’m glad that I can still complete meagre tasks.

I was patting Saitaoha and feigning sleep (to encourage her to nap) when I felt her little fingers tracing my face 💕. I peeked at her and saw that her eyelids were getting heavy. She propped her legs against mine, her fingers rubbing her Xiu Xiu’s ears, a giveaway that she’s feeling very very sleepy. The gentle sunlight streams in from the window and I can hear the trees swaying in the wind outside. It’s a beautiful day in Perth today.

Her hand drops from Xiu Xiu and her long eyelashes fall across her rosy cheeks. Success. The toddler is asleep. Her t-shirt is emblazoned with the words Hello Happy Days. Hello Happy Days indeed. Gotta love lazy Saturday afternoons.

Ruptured ligament

My to-do list from yesterday’s post? Didn’t even manage to tick off a single one! So babies are not winter ready and Saitaomei is bursting out of her clothes 😓. Sigh, maybe I will get round to it tomorrow.

Instead R and I spent the day on bank errands and an unscheduled medical appointment. My ultrasound and X-ray results are back. I didn’t break any bones, but I managed to completely rupture a ligament. SIGH. I knew it was a particularly bad fall but it still really sucks to get the results. The worse part is they found a cyst (probably due to the acute trauma from the fall) and now want me to go for an MRI to rule out cancer ?! I think the medical staff here might be overly cautious but R told me to just get a scan to get a diagnosis. So more scans and doctor appointments await. Can I just say SIGH 😔

The doctor told me that my ruptured ligament can’t be fixed unless by surgery. He said it wouldn’t affect my day to day mobility though and wouldn’t recommend surgery unless I’m a competitive athlete (I tried not to scoff when he said that).

I wasn’t especially upset when I heard the bad news. Maybe it was because R was next to me and he’s the very practical sort who will move on to solutions rather than make sympathetic noises that would make me feel sorry for myself and reduce me to mush (to be honest sometimes I wish he was more expressive and emotional, but this stoid nature of his comes in good stead during medical emergencies).

Now that I’ve had time to ponder, it does feel rather depressing that there’s something broken in my body that can’t heal on its own. It may take up to 6 to 12 months for my mobility to return to normal (or as normal as it can be). Now that hurts. I really hate not being able to do physical stuff like bending down to wipe floors, or give the babies a bath. I also can’t stand on my feet for long without feeling sore and have resorted to sitting down and cutting vegetables during kitchen prep. I have to think twice about where I sit, or walk, because it might not be easy to get up, steep slopes or uneven pathways are difficult. I can’t really carry the babies for long, I’m slow, I can’t run after the active Saitaoha. I can’t help my parents do housework or mop the floors. My ankle feels like it’s going to give away sometimes and I’m so unbalanced it’s not funny.

I took all the above and more for granted.

I wanted to write this down because when this is all over (surely my luck has to turn soon ?) I would like to read this post to remind me that I survived this rough patch.

What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger. The weakness in my feet can only be overcome by the strength of my spirit. So I will 加油啦!

March 2018
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