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Saitaomei is 3 months old

Saitaomei is three months today. Has it only been three months? I feel like she’s been part of our lives forever.

It’s been really tough juggling two kids even with my parents’ stupendous help. They’ve had to run quite a lot of errands since we’ve been home so I’ve had some bouts of looking after two kids. Wah mummies who have two or more kids and no help, I don’t know how you do it!!

I feel terrible because I feel like someone always gets neglected when I’m taking care of the other. And as life would have it, Saitaoha will tell me she needs to go potty when I’m feeding Saitaomei. Or Saitaoha will be fast asleep and then get woken up by her sister’s wailing. Or both kids will be crying at the same time. At one point I was rocking Saitaomei to sleep and I could tell Saitaoha just needed some patting to fall asleep. I was contemplated patting her butt with my foot!

Anyway I’m sure I will eventually get better at this. I am thankful for my beautiful girls and happy that they are growing well. Happy 3 months SaitaomeiπŸ’•πŸ’•


Gong Xi Gong Xi

The first day of the Lunar New Year is almost over. It was a different sort of εˆδΈ€ without my siblings and R, but still a memorable and good one with my girls and my parents.

Saitaoha was cranky because she slept late last night and didn’t nap much in the day. Luckily she cheered up in the afternoon after a good nap. We went to Spring to stock up on fresh milk and stopped by Sugarbun for a soft serve icecream. Due to Saitaoha’s obsession with ‘aiji’, we have been indulging her this holiday and it feels as if there are lots of heartwarming scenes of us eating icecream and soft serves on the steps of TP hub, in our TP flat, in our kuching home and all around town.

It’s going to be a quiet CNY, we’ve hardly prepared for it knowing that lots of people won’t even know my parents are home and therefore we won’t have visitors. I think the peak of our CNY visiting was over since my grandparents became unwell. We didn’t like it much then and found CNY visitors a hassle. I remember us siblings huddling behind our living room on the staircase where we would sneak CNY snacks, peer out at our parents’ visitors and gossip about them. I miss those days now.

Ending this post with a few photos of the kids.

28 weeks

I’m alive! It really has been too long since I’ve blogged from this space, I’ve been blogging daily using Dayre, but it’s just not the same. Dayre is great for microblogging and when you’re on the go, I write when I’m on the train, or when we’re in the car, it captures snippets of the day, but it doesn’t really capture my thoughts or emotions as fully as a real long blog post.

I thought about blogging when I passed my first trimester, it felt right that I should blog about the next phase of my life on the blog that has been accompanying me all these years. But for some reason, I resisted. I think it’s because the pregnancy to me is such a private matter, in fact, up to now many friends still don’t know about it and I haven’t felt the need to shout it from the top of the world. The pregnancy journey has been interesting, for the past couple of years, even though I knew my ‘biological clock was ticking’ and everyone under the sun would ask ‘when are you planning to have kids’, I’ve always felt quite comfortable with saying we’re not ready yet. Really, I was the one that wasn’t ready. Work was so busy, I wanted to enjoy it just being two of us, and most of all, having watched my two sisters’ journeys, I knew what it meant if we were to take the next step. It’s hard work and it’s forever. You can’t change your mind halfway and say ‘take back the kid’, even with marriages nowadays, people get divorced so easily, but you can’t ever divorce from your kids can you?

The pregnancy as I predicted wasn’t as smooth running as I hoped it would be. There was the down syndrone high risk scare, there was my gallstone removal (I feel so cheated of the wonderwoman 2nd trimester scare because of that!). For the first time in my life I was hospitalised and wheeled around in a hospital bed, went for an MRI scan (they let you watch Family Guy while you’re in that coffin thing!) and was put under to have a ‘procedure’ to get rid of that little bugger. Now that I’m in the final trimester, there are millions of doctor appointments, child birth classes and I am very behind on nursery preparation. I can genuinely say I’ve hardly bought anything for saitaoha (my mother gave her that nickname, apt right haha) and have read half a baby book. I have been accompanied by this great pregnancy app which I’ve read is considered very old school (because it was one of the very early ones and there are new fangled cooler apps out there nowadays) but I love it. Everyday I have a quick read to see what’s happening with the baby, sage advice on forums from other mums, and it’s also the way I keep track of what week I’m at (-____-)”. It’s not very reliable especially when they use a fruit to describe the baby’s size, baby is supposed to be the size of an eggplant this week, but hey, do you mean those teeny Lebanese eggplants or the huge giant ones that are found in Australia?? Take it with a grain of salt lah.

The weight gain is a worry for me. I just really pray that I will be able to lose the weight when saitaoha is out. I miss wearing nice dresses and having a waist (T____T). It’s also quite alarming to see all the weight that I lost over the years through diet and exercise just pile on. I have to be honest, my work life was getting so bad pre pregnancy that I was comfort eating too much anyway.

I always knew pregnancy wasn’t easy even though other women at work looked like they were breezing through it (I probably just never realised they might have been struggling). I just didn’t realise how scary it was going to be, and how fragile. A very close friend had a miscarriage during this time, and it was painful and heartbreaking to watch. Life felt very fragile and I found myself hoping to get pass each week smoothly because every extra week means a stronger chance of survival. It’s quite morbid isn’t it? But it’s not all negative, I’ve had so much support from my family and friends. Even though I haven’t bought anything for saitaoha, I also haven’t felt the massive need to because everynow and then Jo would drop by with a parcel of ‘something the baby will need’, or Jan would tell me ‘I have two sets of xx, don’t buy, baby can choose which one she prefers’. My mother whatsapps me to tell me what other miscellanous thing she’s bought for saitaoha, I think the other day it was baby nail clippers. My family know when to fuss and cluck, but they also knew when I needed my space and hovered in the background, not saying anything but showing their support with the gesture of homecooked soup.

R has been so supportive too. I’ve gotten so used to the workaholic always being so busy with his appointments, professional development training and courses, I sort of settled myself on being on this journey semi alone. But it was the opposite, he’s been to every doctor’s appointment with me, was there everynight to visit at the hospital, was a shoulder to cry on during the tough times, we were in it together and are in this together for life. That’s pretty amazing.

So saitaoha, stay happy and healthy ok? There are so many amazing people for you to meet when you come out, you will have the most wonderful grandparents, aunties, uncles and papa to spend your life with. And yes, you’ll have me too. I’m not that great but I’ll try my best and that’s a pact ya?

2015 Year of the Sheep

Gong Xi Fa Cai! I just realised that I’ve had this blog since 2009, that’s like going on 7 years!! It’s pretty amazing when you think my 2nd blog post talked about how I wished my siblings were there to join us for dinner ‘if only if only’ and now it’s only Darren that’s missing from the picture! It took a long time but we’re getting there πŸ™‚

Our reunion dinner, it’s so much more fun and loud now that the kids are here and Jan’s family has joined us in Perth. I remember in the old days Jo and I had to join Calv’s family for reunion dinner and became the token ‘Wong’ family members. It was really nice of them to us join them come to think of it. I should really bake a cake for Mama Wong some day.


Andy is our ‘fish’ master, I love the fishes that he steams haha. My sharksfin soup was a fail I reckon, next year I’m going to leave it to R. But at least the braised abalone went well! I’m going to do this as a treat in the future.


R and his abalone lollipop haha.


Lou hei. I love this dish I’m not sure why. I think it’s the combination of flavours and texture. Hopefully the year of the Sheep will be a great one for our family and friends, lots of good luck, good health and good fortune please (not greedy at all haha!).

We had our traditional Chinese New Year morning tea at work (3 years running now). As per usual, I shared my colleagues’ zodiac fortunes for the year, explained some Chinese New Year customs and introduced my colleagues to some CNY treats. I really enjoy these annual sessions because I’m proud of our Chinese culture and customs and it’s great to be able to share some of this knowledge.

It’s been a week of feasting and lack of exercise though so I’m hoping to be better next week. Hmm… have to start planning for Chap Goh Meh dinner, maybe steamboat? So much for being good …

Happy Halloween

Happy Halloween!
I’ve never celebrated Halloween all my life. No Halloween parties. No dressing up of any kind. No carving of pumpkins. But since the kids have come into my life, I’ve started to appreciate the cuteness of halloween outfits a whole lot more. This year, the kids even came to my house for trick or treat hehehe. I had to specially buy pumpkin baskets with body part lollies and pumpkin cookies for them.

IMG-20141031-WA0009The kids all giggly and excited at my door step.

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IMG-20141031-WA0023Knock, knock, knock … TRICK OR TREAT??! Hahahaha. Super cute my funny bones niece and pumpkin nephew. It’s really fun being an aunty sometimes. I especially love it that both my niece and nephew now call me yee yee and give me hugs and kisses. Sigh, heart melts….can’t wait to spoil them during Christmas, woo hoo.

First Year Wedding Anniversary

R and I turned one year old today :). This time last year we were probably in the middle of our second outfit change during our wedding dinner and running down the halls of Hilton. Ahh how time flies.

We had planned to have another ‘tapas bar/pub crawl’ instead of our normal fine dining/degustation celebration dinner (that’s happening in Sydney hehe) on Saturday night. Unfortunately our plans fell through due to the crummy wet weather and pure laziness.

Instead we stayed at home and watched TVB dramas and had instant noodles! It was actually really nice πŸ™‚ and was a celebration of some sort because R made us homemade cocktails.

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We did venture out on the real day itself on Sunday and went to the Claremont shopping centre for window shopping and brunch at Atomic cafe. I love weekend coffees.

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This was R’s lamb pita, he said the pita bread was very nice and the lamb average.

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My chicken avocado panini with a side of shoestring fries was pretty good.

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The fig and ricotta cake looked too good to pass by. Taste wise though, it was just ok and not as fantastic as it looked.

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Roast chicken for dinner! This was my request and it wasn’t even home cooked but bought from Red Rooster’s.

A lot of people tend to ask newlyweds what married life is like and whether it’s changed the relationship. Luckily I don’t have a lot of annoying friends or family whom have asked us this question.

But if someone did ask me how married life has been, I would say the fact that we’re having roast chicken takeaway for our wedding anniversary dinner is probably the epitome of what married life has been for me. R, for as long as I’ve known him, dislikes having takeaway food and especially fast food takeaway. He has this thing where he thinks if one is going out, we may as well have a proper dinner at the restaurant itself.

I, on the other hand, LOVE takeaways (especially fast food) and the idea of vegging out in front of the couch with the tv blasting away in the corner. Jo used to be my partner in crime for this hehe.

This year, R has been bringing me out to buy my takeaways and sometimes joining me in my couch potato session including our roast chicken tonight. I’m not saying that we’ve changed who we are for each other, he will always prefer a sit down dinner and I will always have cravings for a good Grill’d burger. But we’ve learned to compromise and find pleasure in each other’s hobbies and idiosyncrasies.

Close friends and family know that my working life is hectic and full on. What they don’t know is, no matter how tough or crazy work can be sometimes, it kinda washes away and feels all good whenever I have a Whatsapp conversation with my mum, or when I talk to Jo on the phone while walking home in the dark to the train station and can hear the kids in the background. Best of all, it’s all good when your husband spends his whole Saturday in the office with you, working quietly a few desks away while you tap tap tap on your computer.

So yes, one year into the marriage, and I’m really happy. Thanks for everything R. Looking forward to the years to come ;).

Chinese New Year in Perth and turning another year older

As one grows older wiser, you tend to appreciate your birthdays even more (because you know it means you are gradually on your way to fossil status). My birthdays over the past few years have been absolutely fabulous but this year’s birthday was extra special because it fell on the first day of Chinese New Year!

Quite a few colleagues asked why I didn’t take the day off, but I really didn’t see the need to. I have to admit that lately I’ve been a bit of a work freak but I oddly enough, do genuinely enjoy my work most of the time so I guess I’m pretty lucky. It helps that I have very sweet workmates who thoroughly spoilt me and I received lots of presents, flowers and birthday wishes. It was all a bit embarrassing but I was very touched.
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Ok, I haven’t been doing too well with the whole work life/balance thing. I meant to get off work early to go grocery shopping with Jo and cook up a storm for reunion dinner. Instead I left work late and could only whip up a few simple dishes. It was still very nice having dinner together as a small family, I can’t wait till Jan and family arrive, reunion dinners will be so much bigger then, woohoo!

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Jo surprised me with homecooked birthday long life noodles in chicken abalone soup for dinner on my birthday. It was such a nice surprise and a very tasty one to boot. Usually not a fan of long life noodles, I finished every last drop of my bowl because it was 1) very nice 2) cooked by Jo! (T___T).
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Wendy’s parents are in town and invited us over for a Chinese New Year banquet all cooked by Wendy’s mum! Seriously, the whole table was laden with delicious, spicy and traditional Chinese dishes. I don’t think we did any justice to Wendy’s mum’s great cooking but we definitely tried our best.

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My favourite dish cooked by Wendy’s mum, this braised beef dish which was so good that I couldn’t stop eating it. I have to ask them for the recipe.
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The baby approved too.
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It was a fun afternoon of good food and good company. Thank you for being such hospitable hosts and for inviting us Jason and Wendy! It truly felt like Chinese New Year .

Can’t be Chinese New Year without the traditional pineapple tarts.

I suspect my nephew is going to be a little foodie when he grows up.

He was quite upset with me when I didn’t share my pineapple tarts and pointed his finger indignantly at the red box.

His serious face while sampling a tart.
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I’m going to have so much fun with this boy when he grows up.

Definitely takes after his da yee who is a huge pineapple tart fan.

Another wonderful birthday surrounded by the best family and friends who as usual make me feel lucky and privileged to have them in my life. A different sort of Chinese New Year, I’m not sure I missed Kuching that much but I did miss my parents and the excitement of getting ready for Chinese New Year. It will be lovely when we’re all together again.

March 2018
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