Seeking new pasture

There is nothing really wrong with my current job.
1. Boss is nice, although he has his idiosyncrasies. He's human after all. It'll be difficult to say bye after 5 long years.
2. Very comfortable zone.
3. No issues with colleagues.
4. Can knock off on time to pick Eunice.
5. A room where I can be moo-moo cow.
Somehow, something is not there anymore. I can't figure what. Perhaps it's that emotional baggage which haunts me up till today. I need to start afresh.
There's also the taiji master. I guess I can't run away from people like him in the workplace.

I have apprehensions about the new pasture.
1. So far in a land where few birds will lay eggs.
2. May not make it in time to fetch Eunice.
3. Adapting to new culture.
This new pasture is huge though. Much much bigger in size than current one. Machinery and techniques are also very sophisticated and state-of-the-art. New pasture is also very branded and well-known internationally.

Blur sotong

Brought Eunice for her routine jab this morning. Was running late and went out of home in a hurry. While we were at the clinic, I realised......to my horror of horrors........

I wore one side each of my Madrids!!!!

I don't know if anyone noticed. Seems like no one did or maybe they stifled their amusements. Either that or they thought I am one hip and cool mama who couldn't decide which pair of her birkies to wear, might as well wear one side each. We still went shopping at J8 after that.

Am I anal?

Some examples:

Clothes pegs for one piece of clothing on the bamboo pole must be of the same colour. This is a classic example. ZM can't stand this.

His towel and mine must be of the same colour when in use in our bathroom.

Some clothes have a certain number of folds. Too many folds, otherwise the piece will be small and thick. Too few folds, the piece will be big.

No sipping/slurping when one is eating. For example when chewing food, no 'tsk tsk' sound, please. When drinking soup from a spoon, don't make the slurping sounds. If you do that, don't eat or drink in front of me.

No tearing from a scotch tape. Use scissors please. Even if a pair of scissors is used, please make a straight cut. Otherwise, try again.

Battery running low.....

I wish I have a domestic helper. I have only been back to work for only 2 weeks and I am already feeling the strain. Wolf down my dinner, rush to pick Eunice, play with her, do her laundry, bottles, clean her up, express BM, pack her bag for next day, catch a wink, express BM, send her to centre, work, express BM, work, rush home, wolf down dinner......you get the idea??

Oh did I mention that my other grandma is in hospital, down with pneumonia. This is her second admission in 2 weeks and I have yet to find time to visit her.

I feel like I am in PMS mood today. Can't stand my fat body. When can I fit into my pre-preggy clothes again? I don't like this flabby, frumpy-looking shell. Eeeeks!

The weekend

~ Movie~

We watched Spiderman 3 on Saturday night. Our first movie after Baby E came along. I tell you...I didn't enjoy the movie at all. I kept thinking about her. I found the plot pretty lame. What are the chances that something will drop from the sky, landing near to your 'paktor' spot and you bringing it home?

There's still Pirates on 24 May and Shrek on 31 May. I want to catch these 2 movies, although Pirates' 'sotong man' seems gross......we may have to wait for the DVD.

~Dress from Aunty Crystal and Uncle Stanley~

Sweetie wore it to church yesterday. She looks extremely saccharine sweet in this pic, don't you think?

~Mother's Day~

Wanted to get a 2nd hand LV bag for mum, but didnt't find time to get it. Brought her, dad and ah ma to FishCo's for dinner on Saturday. 3 of them stayed over on Saturday. They hadn't seen baby for a week already.

Since it was Mother's day, we brought sweetie to visit her paternal grandparents after church. Very rare occasion that we go to Ghim Moh. Anyways, we reached home at 1pm. I thought the rest of the Sunday was ours. Yay! Our own family time.....

Mum called and asked if we could have dinner with her and Dad. She said they had nothing to do and wanted to come see the little one. I thought to myself, "Just when I thought we could have our family time.......Gee, how do I shake my parents off?" Heehee, very evil thought, right?

Seriously, ZM and I do not have our own time now. I can't possibly deny access to Little One.

But I so yearn for some time where there's just the 3 of us. Weekdays are a mad rush of getting E's laundry done, bottles washed and sterilised for next day. Patting her to sleep, shower and then hit the sack. I look forward to weekends where I can have some quality time with her and ZM.

Having said all these, I am happy to see the joy Little Sweet Pie has brought to her grandparents. Eunice seems to have rejuvenated their lives.

Idiot to blogging

See the links and new template.....Tada!!

I had been wondering for the longest time how to insert links and what-nots onto my blog. Had some time on my hands this afternoon and no eyes on my PC screen, I managed to figure it out. Hehe.....

Let me know if you mind me posting the link to your blog.....

I also realised I had only 13 posts last year. How pathetic.

Very bad Monday blues

The reason........

That which bringeth home the bacon

It's been a week since I returned back to work after a 'long holiday'. It just does not feel the same anymore. I don't feel into the job or motivated. I feel outside. You know what I mean? It's like when you are in a dream, watching people talking, outside of their circle.

Maybe I am afraid. Twice bitten, many times shy. I've made some good friends at work and also watch the friendships break. With these new girls, I am also apprehensive. So it's clock in, do my job and clock out to fetch my little pie.

What's my role now? The girls had been doing very well without me. I feel like an extra. The fact that I can blog now during office hours means that we are so very efficient. We used to start work the moment we reached office and leave late. No time to sip a drink. Maybe that explained why my amniotic fluid level was low.

Or does having a kid change one's perspective on career?

It doesn't help that there is a 'pain in the neck' at work. Takes alot of patience to work with him. Seriously, I haven't been able to grasp his character. Sometimes he seemed sincere, but many times fake. Like to give him the benefit of doubt. Oh, I think he is a taiji master too. Very advanced level.

Yeah yeah yeah!! I managed to log in again....Thanks to YT.
I have loads of pics to upload. But they're all at home.

A picture of my little darling - at her gonggong's birthday and before her haircut. Look at how thick and luscious her hair was. Her hair is what most people will notice first. Her cheeks are oh so-soooo kissable. *muaks muaks muaks*