
Monday, December 22, 2008
Isnt it smart for the earlier engineers of HDB flats to design in such a way? In this way those waiting to wash up would not be delayed by those who uses the toilet bowl. Sadly, after the design to have a toilet in the MBR, this concept is no longer in use. For couples who share the use of MBR toilet. One of them has a habit of clearing bowel first thing in the morning, the other would have to either use the common toilet or wait for the person to finish the bowel clearing, or wake up earlier to use the toilet before the the clearing of bowel action. If the clearing of bowl take half an hour, and the other only takes 5 mins to wash up, shouldnt the clear bowel person wake up 5 mins earlier to use the whole 30 mins leaving the last 5 mins for the wash up person? Is this unreasonable for such request? But in the end the 5 mins to wash up person has to wake up 5 mins earlier then the 30 mins user, wash up and wait for the 30 kins clear bowel person before leaving the house. And this is more reasonable? I feel that to let the wash up person to sleep more till the last 5 mins for the 5 mins user is better and reasonable. I was been termed selfish and unreasonable. I guessed I could not see the "light" yet. It would be quite troublesome for me to go common toilet to wash up since all my creams are in the MBR toilet. The mirror cum cupboard in the common toilet is full of MIL creams. Plus if I were to bring to and fro common toilet all my creams, is really a hassle. To avoid unhappiness, i guess i had to accept the better, unselfish his solution. To wake up 5 mins earlier, wash up, do all I want(I only need 5 mins), sit anywhere for 30 mins, or go back to sleep 30 mins before he is done. I just feel so unjustified. Am I really selfish? Unreasonable? Do u think so too? Do I just want everybody to go my way? Do I just want to win that why could not see my unreasonble-ness? Please show me the light.
Tuesday, December 16, 2008
Make sure nothing is wasted.
Tuesday, December 09, 2008
errr......Stone-like bread....
First Attempt on Bento.
This hse that I have shifted has been so cold....BRRR... Felt like winter in the house. Was it the high unblocked floor? Or was it because end of year. hmmm....Esp the marble floor. Cold for the feet....
Last night was the 4th nights the girls were on their own. Yippy!
F3 were very listless and loss of appetite. She fell out of the walker on 5th Dec, I realised the listlessness could be due to the fall only on the 8th. What amummy I am. Very worried, we decided to call for the PD. He was at My A. We rushed over to let him examined F3. He said it may not be the fall. More of a viral infection which is air borne. But to observed her, he did not prescribe sleepy medicines. Stone dropped off my chest. What a relief.
F2 saw donuts on 8 Days magazine cover. F2, "I want donuts, mummy." Mummy, "Take out and eat?" F2, "Nooooooooooooo *different tones*" F2 took instant noodles packet. F2, "I want eat. Helper, "I put hot water inside, ok?" F2, "Nooooooo *different tones* must use pot."
Sunday, December 07, 2008
The decisions I made for the mini reno came out better then I have imagined and thought. A few items that I decided to made, and ended up feeling very worrried, were all "extra" worries. They all turned out better and best then ever. I am glad the worries are over. We have settled in. We shifted on the 5th. With things everywhere. On the 6th 9pm, we were drinking ice wine in our dining area. Watching television on our sofa. Feeling cosy and comfy. Finally. That was fast isnt it. The unpacking. With 2 toddlers and a baby. Luckily it was fast, the mess is unbearablle. As I was sling F3 all thru the unpacking. This few days, I am suffering from pain and ache. My feet ache as if I have just finished 10 km Walkathon. The walking ard the house whole day till late with an almost i-think 8 Kg baby, furniture to move ard in the house and the unpacking. After 3 times of shifting, did I realised the pain of moving house. I used to love it. Packing and unpacking. One with F1 only. The second with F1 and F2 in tummy. Bothe are enjoyable. This round. Arghh... Pain and aches, but I still enjoy, just not as much. ;P
F2 said "I want to bathe in a cup!" I had to correct her. Tub not cup. They loved the tub, when I was doing up a tub for the, behind my mind, something kept nagging me. Was that a good decision? I would never ever wanted to install that in a HDB toilet. Hard to maintain and may caused the house to be difficult to sell off in future. I went ahead. Never regret the day the girls used it. They loved it! Its better then the swimmin pool we made for them in the house. Best thing I ever decided? The tempered glass on the tub. Just as I thought they would do, They splashed ard in the tub. Witht eh screen, the toilet is kept clean and messy proof. If not, I am sureeven my mirror in the bathroom would have bubbles.
F3 fell out of the walker on Day 2 in our new house. She was like pestering me to carry her. I was telling her to hold on while I take a drink, and the next moment I heard her cries and she could not be found in the walker. Instead on the floor heads down. Oh dear. So guilty. On this very same day, F2 fell off from the hawker center stool, heads down. She looked as if she somersaulted on to the floor and landed on her head. The whole hawker center was looking at me and her (wailing madly). I felt so disgusted with myself. What was I doing? I was eating and gorging myself with food, as I was trembling with hunger and not watching over her!!
Finally, the girls, F1 and F2 are sleeping alone together on their own bed in their own room. I have bought the bunk bed since 2007 Dec. Its only in Dec 2008 did they managed to sleep alone in their own bed. Not a wasted investment now. I intended to use the bed up till F3 is 12 years old. So bed, do tong for the next 11 years. Hee. What happened to the bed for the last one year? Well, they were only sleeping on that bed when ah ma went mah jong session on weekends. Weekdays, our helper would sleep on it. We treat our helper well. The mattresses are Four Star. Confirm no abuse case. Hoped she would consider all the good things we treated her, and stay for another 2 years. I am glad to have her. She is one good hard to come by helper to me.
Tuesday, December 02, 2008
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I could not deny the convenience of living with in laws. The dinner prepared when I reached home. The taking care of kids without lugging them to and fro caregiver house. The extra hands available at all times. However, its an art to live with them. And been a very fussy me, things in my house, their exact display and location bothered me alot. Over the year with staying with my in law, I have somehow tamed that side of me, but its in me, so I managed only to suppress it and to small talk myself off that fussiness and to look at the things that I botherd very much in a diff angle. Now that we are easing ourself into this new environment, the location of each furniture deeply bothered me. The thoughts of, if only I am the only nu zhu ren in the home looms around me. I could not placed my picture any way I like. I could not place the furniture to the best of the home. I could have small talked myself off the matter. But the territory animal in me makes me want to mark the territory, to place the things the way I have planned. I refused to give in. In the end, to prevent war in the house, I suppressed, I did not accept, the urge to declare war was suppressed. I hoped no more incidents, no more requests from my in law, becos deep in me, I knw I have reached my threshold. First is her pictures were the main thing in the house. Next is my picture cannot be place the way I like, Third is, furniture placing the obiang way she wanted. If there is a fourth, I hoped not, I could not imagine how I would deal with the beast in me. The beast would jumped out of my mouth, prance on her.......I could not imagine the bloody end....
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