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Alright blog, so here I am. How long has it been, you ask? So long I can’t even recall when I surfed by my own site. That ain’t good. Uh uh. 

So here I am trying to dig deep for the writer within me, trying to recall everything that’s happened in the past few months. It’s been a big year – in just so many ways. It’s probably a bit early in the year for a reflective piece but here are some quick updates off the top of my head.

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Little Charlotte is no longer a baby. 

She is a proper little toddler now at 19 months and such a little character. She picks up concepts really quickly and she’ll remind you of them.. you know, just so you don’t forget. So for example, if I show her a sharp corner of a table or how her fingers could get caught in the door just once, she doesn’t tire of reminding me of the said sharp corner or door every single time thereafter.

In the evenings when I pick her up after work, she goes round all the family giving them hugs and kisses goodbye. And when I pick her up, she plants 3 or 4 sweet kisses on each of my cheeks and not to forget, my nose too. She’s extremely affectionate with Mummy that way. Oh, and whenever we’re together as a family, she beams and calls out, “Mama! Daddy! Che Che! Charly!” with glee, as if she’s just so overjoyed that we’re together as a family. Her Chinese name actually means ‘Togetherness’ – How apt. 

Charly has a little piggy soft toy that Auntie Gracie got her – Wilbur. Because no Charlotte is complete without their piggy best friend, right? Every night, she cuddles it to sleep. And she ASKED to be moved to her big girl bed. I’d gotten her a bunch of little books and her favourite story to be read by Mummy was about Pirate Pete & Princess Polly getting new beds – she kept pointing at her crib and indicating it was about time she got out of jail too, believe it or not! So when we got her bed set up, she was just so happy! She flopped onto it that night and kept shouting, “Bed! Bed!” It was adorable.

three going on thirteen

 
Then there’s Naomi – who’s turned thirteen.

Okay, I jest. She’s just three and a half, but boy does she already feel like a teenager. She negotiates, she argues her case, she holds me to account. And if I want to get through to her, I’ve got to be creative (and firm) with my reasons or it just isn’t very effective. 

She’s curious. She fights naps. She wants to sing, read, swim and ‘spend time together as a family’. Oh yes, she is fiercely passionate about our little family rituals. She especially loves us going to the kopitiam together for breakfast and has even made some friends there. 

And boy, is she ever particular. Oh yes sir’ee. She’s JUST like her Dad! Things have to be JUST the way she left them or it really upsets her. I recently overhauled the playroom and goodness knows how I managed that without her melting down at me shifting things everywhere. 

Oh wait, I do know. Creative reasoning – as above. That all said, she’s such a little buddy and so much fun to hang out with. She likes ‘having a chat’ too. Sigh, love her.

loving the full sus

Yup, I’m still riding. 

I’m proud to say that since Vancouver in June, I’ve probably ridden every weekend since – save one or two when the torrential rain didn’t let up, or when we were in Bali. Of course, it helps that I’m now on a full sus which I’m slowly getting used to and really loving. 

I’ve gone from rolling off stuff to dropping off, so that’s a big yay at least for me. Really want to go back to BC and up my game even more  but that’ll have to be an aspiration for the longer term for now. 

I also love that we’ve got ourselves a little riding group of weekend warriors. We’ve also rounded up some riders from within the office – and well, that just makes going to work that little bit more fun!

Must say… I’m really looking forward to Christmas but boy, am I dreading the wet season. Gotta get more Muc Off!

 

Being better with friends & family

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a bit more connected

Okay so from their perspective they may not necessarily agree, but I’ve been making more of an effort with people who matter to me.  

Last year, I got to the end of the year having only seen my best friend twice -or something shameful like that – and I’d not had the time to call or text my sister.

This year, I’m doing better with birthdays, I’ve seen people more, I’ve made it to important milestones, I’ve had lunch with a few other colleagues outside my team  and Hubba and I have spent a lot of time talking. 

All in all? 

Just a bit more connected than last year.

 

And the year’s not up yet.

So, more  to come! Watch this space.

 

Time is whizzing by

Do you find that as each year passes, life starts to pass you by even quicker than it did previously?

These days, the days and months just fly by. It felt like just the other day I was talking to E about our planning meeting and just like that, it’s over. How is it almost September?

Meanwhile, my girls are growing up fast. Naomi is becoming such a polite little girl and Charlotte such a ray of sunshine. They’re starting to talk and play with each other and there’s no need to prompt them to hug and kiss – they’re so affectionate, they just do it themselves. I sit back sometimes and just take it all in, and watch them interact…

… and a great big smile appears on my face.

And I realise how much I absolutely just love being a mother.

Yes, it might be hectic sometimes but most recently I have discovered that despite how you feel sometimes, they are just such a blessing and I couldn’t be happier about having them in my life. I look at Hubba and I just think, wow. What was life like before? I cannot even recall.

Slow down. Take a deep breath.

Savour the time.

Charlotte’s 1st Year

 

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I’ve always intended to put one of these together for Charly but life does sweep you away sometimes. So thanks to a kind reminder from my Mum and a few here and there from my Dad, I’ve gotten my act together and done a one year video compilation – similar to the one I did for Nae shortly after her 1st birthday.

It’s so funny to see how different they are, yet so alike. I don’t know if that makes any sense when I say it but in my head it sure does. While Nae was a happy baby in her own right, Charly just seems to be a ball of laughter. And they’re both such sweethearts. There’s little doubt that their parents love them oh, so much. That they are just loved oh, so much. And I hope one day when they look back on these videos, that’s the one thing they take away – with no mistake at all about it.

 

Meanwhile, a little tip of the day… I’ve discovered the Peekaboo Moments app which is just the coolest thing since sliced bread. It’s an online baby journal which magically logs the date stamps on all your photos and puts them all in a timeline for you so you can always refer to how they looked or sounded like at any given milestone. And trusted family and friends can input into the timeline too, so you never miss a moment. Best app find for all tech-dependent mums and very eager family!

My Little Dollies

This morning, Charly pointed at her sister's lap and made some 'I want to sit there' noises.

Being the great big sister that she is, Nae obliged and crossed her legs so her little sister could nestle into her lap.

This was a shot I snapped shortly after she'd parked her little chubby bottom down in Nae's lap.

I can't believe how big my little dollies are getting. Soon, I'll have babies no more!

WAIL!

 

The Fangtastic Sisters

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My girls have really been keeping me sane – It has been such a blessing spending time with them and watching them grow into the inseparable pair that they are.

Just over the weekend, I turned back to look at them in the car whilst Hubba was driving and I found them holding hands. It was such a beautiful moment.

There’s not much time for very much at the moment.

But there’s always time for them.

I love them so very much.

On another note… I can’t believe it’s going to be April soon! #birthdayscoming

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The Apology

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Sometime about six days ago, Naomi officially turned two-and-a-half.

I realise it’s been awhile since I’ve written about her – Well, more like I haven’t written anything at all in awhile. I’ve even been told I am ‘piss poor at updating (your) blog’! (That made me laugh.) But something happened yesterday and I just have to document it.

It was one of those very trying Sundays.

I woke sometime before 5am to an incredibly stiff neck and to an agitated and fussy Charly, who was just not happy no matter what you tried to do for her. She refused to settle after a poor helping of milk and no position was comfortable – lying down, sitting up, on mummy, on daddy. She screamed and shrieked. We worried about her waking Naomi. We tried for ages. I was in pain and just exhausted. Andrew was plain annoyed. Eventually, he threw some clothes on and decided he’d take her out of the house and for a walk. I felt bad for not offering to come along, but I was just so tired and seized up that I shrank back into bed and fell back asleep.

When I woke up again at 7am, Naomi was awake and hungry. Charly seemed a bit better but she still shrieked in irritation from time to time. I spent some time with her in the nursery while Andrew hung out with Charly downstairs and we played for awhile with a ball, which seemed to cheer her up. But something was eating her. I peered into her mouth and it all made sense – She’d cut two teeth on her bottom gum! She gets really loud when she shrieks though, kind of like a banshee.

The day pretty much continued that way.

Nae was fairly well behaved but like every 2.5yo, she just wanted our attention. We read books, we played with stamps, we took her for a walk with her scooter. Charly had terrible sleep all day – I put my neck out even further whenever I was trying to put her down. And at one point I kept her in a sling just so she’d get past an hour. Neck and back far from happy.

By the time dinner came round, we were running a little on empty. Nae – to her credit – had been a lovely chatty buddy all day. But when she fought tooth and nail to have her dinner, Andrew decided enough was enough. He had played nice and given her her favourite drink and she refused to eat anything so he took her drink away. No prizes for guessing what happened next.

Meltdown central.

She cried. She complained. She made excuses that she was tired and she really wanted to nap – which was bollocks seeing as how she’d woken up from a two hour nap.

After much protesting, Daddy took her to her room where she proceeded to pretend she was so tired she needed sleep. He left her and came downstairs and all was quiet.

But Mummy was concerned, so I snuck upstairs and peered into her room only to find her lying in bed with Dolly sprawled over her face. Wow, she’s really asleep, I thought as a crept back out of the room. I quietly took Charly into our Master bedroom and at this point, our little chubcakes was happy enough to sit quietly with me.

A few minutes later, I heard Nae’s door open. Her little feet made it to the top of the baby-gated stairs and she called down to her Daddy:

N: Daddy?
A: Yes?
N: I’m sorry I didn’t want to have my dinner, Daddy. I’m really sorry.
A: What are you going to do about it?
N: I’ll bring Patricia okay? (Her doll)
A: Are you going to come down and have your dinner now?
N: Yes, I will.

The exchange made me bawl. How does a 2.5yo understand emotion, time herself out, come back when she’s ready? I was so proud of her at that point. She had done what most adults I know are unable to. She had apologised with sincerity.

She finished all her dinner with a smile on her face.

When I told Andrew that her apology had nothing to do with me, he was utterly shocked! He thought I had instigated the entire apology which is why he was being such an arse about it when she called down at him. What a milestone. Since the apology, Nae’s been really easy to talk to and very understanding. You can negotiate with her and well, she now knows how to negotiate back. It is really amazing and interesting.

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On a side note, who on earth is revving their car in our carpark at 10pm at night??!?! *daggers*

 

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Photo by Uncle Merrill