For once, my wooden block broke his silence.
He finally opened his mouth to ask me what is wrong...he doesnt know what he has done wrong...
he is also very XIN KU to see me like that...
See that's how wooden he is... ...
I have made my stand very clear to him.
That he is a good man, but not yet a good boyfriend and good husband.
He says if I have given him 10 years, why cant i just be patient and give him more time, he will learn to be a better husband, boyfriend to me.
It is difficult to be angry for long at a "good wooden block man".
Becos, he doesnt know even what is wrong, when it is wrong... ...
And being good by nature, after you highlight to him, he acknowledges the issue and says he will try to learn... the thing is... you wonder if he can do it... ... hmmm at how many more ten years?
I dont expect him to be able to do so at the rate technology changes, at the rate housing blocks rises as they are being built... but perhaps I really didnt expect 10 years still is too short...
My wooden good man says 10 years is not enough...we will have at least another 4 to 5 X ten years to come... ... I must be patient..
I hope he will be happier going to work today... ...
I never meant to make his heart feel any heavier by wanting to make sure he knows what is wrong and understand where I am coming from... ...
I always knew the support a wife can give/must give to the husband is crucial and essential.
Maybe I am drained... ... drained from the years of providing love, support... but not getting my fair share...
A battery also needs to be recharged.
Only with him recharging my emotional and mental battery with love, care and concern,
then can I continue the lifelong journey of supporting him.
I asked: "Are you happy?"
hubby: "No, becos my wife is not happy."
I said: "I like the happy us, no matter how tough life was... I can only be happy if you love me enough, care for me enough...like how a husband should do..."
hubby:"Ok, I know."
I am really pretty simple.
There are times I need a shoulder to cry, rest on...i hope its yours.
There are times I need the incentive to move on further...i hope it comes from you.
I hope he really got it through this time.
Now we are ok.
I am happy.
Monday, March 30, 2009
Sunday, March 29, 2009
my hubby
my hubby... ...
to most people, a man of few words
the direct opposite of me who to most it may seem, is always the chatty one...who cant seem to stop talking...sharing...
well, maybe.
but to me, my hubby is...
I know for sure a good man.
BUT not a good boyfriend, neither a good husband..maybe a good father he will be.
Having had a "non-existence" father, an incomplete family since childhood, I have always knew what is important to me when it comes to choosing my man for my lifetime.
he doesnt have to be wealthy, becos I know I can earn my own $$, I can be financially independent.
he doesnt have to be damn good looking, becos charisma, character & personality to me are more important
he doesnt have to be a high flyer becos I know that doesnt determine he will be a good man
he doesnt have to be highly educated becos I know it is the communication and frequency of thoughts and our common objectives that count.
knowing my hubby is quite a 'wooden block", I was prepared to "teach" him how to love me..
I was prepared that it takes time and efforts.
BUT what i have come to realised is that even after 10 years, it seemed worse than ever. And how many more 10 years do I have to wait?
He doesnt do things I like, He doesnt try to love the stuffs I love...
He doesnt even buy me the food I am craving for(be it a surprise for me or not, though I would love to be surprised, which girl doesnt?), despite my repeated mentioning.
He doesnt even plan dates to take us out every now and then
He doesnt even bother to do things to make me happy when I am sad...but then maybe....
he probably doesnt even know when i am unhappy.
..... ...... ..... ..... ......maybe the list can go on.... .... .... .... ..... ..... ......
I dont feel loved, I dont feel his care and I dont feel his concern.
BUT he is a good man.
A good homely, faithful man, who comes home after work and in between work, whenever whatever free time he may have.
BUT is this the man I wanted for my lifetime?
We were supposed to grow old together, upkeep with each other's changes as we grow and move into the different stages of our lives
Has he stopped growing with me?
Or
Am I the one who has changed too much, too fast?
But I am certain I havent changed any bit...or rather my expectations hasnt changed....
Isnt it so that when you love someone, you want him/her to be happy?
I know I am not happy and I want to be happy.
Is not to have hopes the only way?
No hopes, no expectations, thus no disappointment?
to most people, a man of few words
the direct opposite of me who to most it may seem, is always the chatty one...who cant seem to stop talking...sharing...
well, maybe.
but to me, my hubby is...
I know for sure a good man.
BUT not a good boyfriend, neither a good husband..maybe a good father he will be.
Having had a "non-existence" father, an incomplete family since childhood, I have always knew what is important to me when it comes to choosing my man for my lifetime.
he doesnt have to be wealthy, becos I know I can earn my own $$, I can be financially independent.
he doesnt have to be damn good looking, becos charisma, character & personality to me are more important
he doesnt have to be a high flyer becos I know that doesnt determine he will be a good man
he doesnt have to be highly educated becos I know it is the communication and frequency of thoughts and our common objectives that count.
knowing my hubby is quite a 'wooden block", I was prepared to "teach" him how to love me..
I was prepared that it takes time and efforts.
BUT what i have come to realised is that even after 10 years, it seemed worse than ever. And how many more 10 years do I have to wait?
He doesnt do things I like, He doesnt try to love the stuffs I love...
He doesnt even buy me the food I am craving for(be it a surprise for me or not, though I would love to be surprised, which girl doesnt?), despite my repeated mentioning.
He doesnt even plan dates to take us out every now and then
He doesnt even bother to do things to make me happy when I am sad...but then maybe....
he probably doesnt even know when i am unhappy.
..... ...... ..... ..... ......maybe the list can go on.... .... .... .... ..... ..... ......
I dont feel loved, I dont feel his care and I dont feel his concern.
BUT he is a good man.
A good homely, faithful man, who comes home after work and in between work, whenever whatever free time he may have.
BUT is this the man I wanted for my lifetime?
We were supposed to grow old together, upkeep with each other's changes as we grow and move into the different stages of our lives
Has he stopped growing with me?
Or
Am I the one who has changed too much, too fast?
But I am certain I havent changed any bit...or rather my expectations hasnt changed....
Isnt it so that when you love someone, you want him/her to be happy?
I know I am not happy and I want to be happy.
Is not to have hopes the only way?
No hopes, no expectations, thus no disappointment?
mummy's voice:I am tired
Friday night it happened again...
after spending the entire day with mum, finally came home about 11plus PM after a movie..
reached the doorstep and Asher came right into my arms...
seeing that it was late, with my bag on one hand and the other holding asher's hand, I directed him up the stairs to our bedroom for his bed-time. Just few steps up the stairs, my MIL approached and said she will sleep with Asher...as usual, I told her it is fine and Asher will sleep with me. Without wanting to say much, I hurried Asher further up the stairs to head for the room.
I didnt even want to take time to go wash up, get change or even prepare Asher's night time basket, fearing that after doing all these, it would be too late for me to get hold of Asher.
Once into the room, I switched on he aircon, fan and as usual baby's night time music...sat down and played his shapes sorter with him and read him his story books..........................
BUT NOT FOR LONG...
"Knock Knock" ... before I could even respond, MIL opened the door le...
"Asher, come follow Grandma, Grandma pat pat you sleep..."
As Asher did not respond to her well enough for MIL to take him away naturally like previously, MIL said to me that she bring Asher downstairs to sleep.
I responded, "it is really ok. FANG XIN, he will be fine with me.I want him to sleep here with me."
MIL followed, "It is FIL who is kind of anxious...not I BU FANG XIN, is your FIL BU FANG XIN, worried you both cant take care of him well cos he is coughing, ask me to come and bring Asher down..." as she stretches for Asher...
Despite my obvious reluctance and repeated assurance that I can take care of Asher, there is nothing to be overly anxious about, she still took him away, even after I 'acted crying sadly' to make Asher come back to me himself, which he did.... BUT WELL, he was still taken away...
Alvin came in, but made no attempt to help nor stop his mum....
Sitting on the bed in silence, no words can describe the extent of helplessness, upset and frustration I felt at that moment.
No help rendered from my hubby... ...
but he said,"Let him sleep with them lah....anyway it's saturday tmr, Asher will not be able to sleep with them too...the folks look after the baby whole day le since you were out with your mum, they also want to sleep with him mah..."
"Obviously becos' I was out the whole day with my mum, I missed my son and they also spent the whole day's time with him...plus I am going to be at work entire day tmr too...I can only see him now. And what does it mean by BU FANG XIN I can't take care of asher well, I have been on my own all the way before we came back here to stay. I am his mum and I want to be there for him when he is sick, when he coughs during the middle of the night etc...And he has already slept with them the night before....so what's not right with him sleeping with his mummy, me now....."
I simply hate it when such happens.....last time knock the door, still will wait for me to open...nowadays, simply just open and walk in after 2 gentle knocks...come in and take Asher away....I dont feel good about it and I have tried my best to show it tactfully while still maintaining the respect for them.
How many more times do I have to go through this before they start accepting that I am just not going to let Asher sleep with them everyday like it's a norm? Maybe they are used to having their grandchildren sleep with them like in the case of Jodi and Jaden...BUT that's is not my way.
Because of this happening again and again, despite my obvious resistance & reluctance, I am fearful of staying downstairs for too long during the night....when it is time, I hurriedly go up...ended up with Alvin having to bring things up for me...and the whole situation makes it even tougher on him...cos he is between us.
I have always believed in respecting my IN-LAWS as I know they have been wonderful IN-LAWS and I am really blessed to be able to live in harmony with them, thus not making life difficult for hubby. But they have got to respect me too, respect me as Asher's mummy...
I am tired of having to go through this fearful and upsetting routine time and again.
It spoils my mood and makes me upset.
And becos of this happening, it sparked off a quarrel between Alvin & I...angrily, I told him I am really upset and I am really tired of it, fearful....it led me into telling him how much I felt he doesnt know what i want and doesnt make effort for me how much I hate it...the same stuffs I was so upset about just earlier the month...which he promised he will change for the better....but it never...NEVER took place. He was still like that. Just like the chicken breastmeat rice he repeatedly bought me despite knowing I hate chicken breastment, AFTER 10 years...
But he maintained silence throughout which upset me even more....I have said that to him before that I hate his silence!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Still that didnt change....
3plus AM....i am sick of waiting....i waited lying at one corner of the room..till I fell asleep crying....until I woke up at 3plus AM, eyes feeling pain...(he probably didnt even realise that)
He woke up too.
At this point, I decided I just wanted to get out of the room, out of the house, out of his sight!
Still in my jeans, I took my jacket, bag and went downstairs....he too went downstairs while I was getting my stuffs...
Before I could even leave the house, I heard Asher crying...he was awakened as Alvin went into parent's room to carry him up into our room...How could I bear to leave as I had wanted?
This is bad. I really badly wanted to get out of his sight...but I couldnt just leave Asher behind...but it was 3AM, where could I bring him?
It is not what I wanted. I never wanted him to go get Asher back into the room since he was already asleep. I just wanted a solution to everything. I just wanted him to understand my pain and disappointment, how upset I felt. i just DONT WANT HIS DAMN SILENCE!!!
but he never knew... ...
I went back to bed...still upset.
Even until today, he never made any effort to talk about it.
I really hate it so much that his "tmr for me" never comes.
after spending the entire day with mum, finally came home about 11plus PM after a movie..
reached the doorstep and Asher came right into my arms...
seeing that it was late, with my bag on one hand and the other holding asher's hand, I directed him up the stairs to our bedroom for his bed-time. Just few steps up the stairs, my MIL approached and said she will sleep with Asher...as usual, I told her it is fine and Asher will sleep with me. Without wanting to say much, I hurried Asher further up the stairs to head for the room.
I didnt even want to take time to go wash up, get change or even prepare Asher's night time basket, fearing that after doing all these, it would be too late for me to get hold of Asher.
Once into the room, I switched on he aircon, fan and as usual baby's night time music...sat down and played his shapes sorter with him and read him his story books..........................
BUT NOT FOR LONG...
"Knock Knock" ... before I could even respond, MIL opened the door le...
"Asher, come follow Grandma, Grandma pat pat you sleep..."
As Asher did not respond to her well enough for MIL to take him away naturally like previously, MIL said to me that she bring Asher downstairs to sleep.
I responded, "it is really ok. FANG XIN, he will be fine with me.I want him to sleep here with me."
MIL followed, "It is FIL who is kind of anxious...not I BU FANG XIN, is your FIL BU FANG XIN, worried you both cant take care of him well cos he is coughing, ask me to come and bring Asher down..." as she stretches for Asher...
Despite my obvious reluctance and repeated assurance that I can take care of Asher, there is nothing to be overly anxious about, she still took him away, even after I 'acted crying sadly' to make Asher come back to me himself, which he did.... BUT WELL, he was still taken away...
Alvin came in, but made no attempt to help nor stop his mum....
Sitting on the bed in silence, no words can describe the extent of helplessness, upset and frustration I felt at that moment.
No help rendered from my hubby... ...
but he said,"Let him sleep with them lah....anyway it's saturday tmr, Asher will not be able to sleep with them too...the folks look after the baby whole day le since you were out with your mum, they also want to sleep with him mah..."
"Obviously becos' I was out the whole day with my mum, I missed my son and they also spent the whole day's time with him...plus I am going to be at work entire day tmr too...I can only see him now. And what does it mean by BU FANG XIN I can't take care of asher well, I have been on my own all the way before we came back here to stay. I am his mum and I want to be there for him when he is sick, when he coughs during the middle of the night etc...And he has already slept with them the night before....so what's not right with him sleeping with his mummy, me now....."
I simply hate it when such happens.....last time knock the door, still will wait for me to open...nowadays, simply just open and walk in after 2 gentle knocks...come in and take Asher away....I dont feel good about it and I have tried my best to show it tactfully while still maintaining the respect for them.
How many more times do I have to go through this before they start accepting that I am just not going to let Asher sleep with them everyday like it's a norm? Maybe they are used to having their grandchildren sleep with them like in the case of Jodi and Jaden...BUT that's is not my way.
Because of this happening again and again, despite my obvious resistance & reluctance, I am fearful of staying downstairs for too long during the night....when it is time, I hurriedly go up...ended up with Alvin having to bring things up for me...and the whole situation makes it even tougher on him...cos he is between us.
I have always believed in respecting my IN-LAWS as I know they have been wonderful IN-LAWS and I am really blessed to be able to live in harmony with them, thus not making life difficult for hubby. But they have got to respect me too, respect me as Asher's mummy...
I am tired of having to go through this fearful and upsetting routine time and again.
It spoils my mood and makes me upset.
And becos of this happening, it sparked off a quarrel between Alvin & I...angrily, I told him I am really upset and I am really tired of it, fearful....it led me into telling him how much I felt he doesnt know what i want and doesnt make effort for me how much I hate it...the same stuffs I was so upset about just earlier the month...which he promised he will change for the better....but it never...NEVER took place. He was still like that. Just like the chicken breastmeat rice he repeatedly bought me despite knowing I hate chicken breastment, AFTER 10 years...
But he maintained silence throughout which upset me even more....I have said that to him before that I hate his silence!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Still that didnt change....
3plus AM....i am sick of waiting....i waited lying at one corner of the room..till I fell asleep crying....until I woke up at 3plus AM, eyes feeling pain...(he probably didnt even realise that)
He woke up too.
At this point, I decided I just wanted to get out of the room, out of the house, out of his sight!
Still in my jeans, I took my jacket, bag and went downstairs....he too went downstairs while I was getting my stuffs...
Before I could even leave the house, I heard Asher crying...he was awakened as Alvin went into parent's room to carry him up into our room...How could I bear to leave as I had wanted?
This is bad. I really badly wanted to get out of his sight...but I couldnt just leave Asher behind...but it was 3AM, where could I bring him?
It is not what I wanted. I never wanted him to go get Asher back into the room since he was already asleep. I just wanted a solution to everything. I just wanted him to understand my pain and disappointment, how upset I felt. i just DONT WANT HIS DAMN SILENCE!!!
but he never knew... ...
I went back to bed...still upset.
Even until today, he never made any effort to talk about it.
I really hate it so much that his "tmr for me" never comes.
Saturday, March 28, 2009
yesterday...mummy got 2 things off her mind...
Yesterday...mummy finally cleared 2 things that has always been on her mind....
(1) a photo album consisting of photos of her wedding, some family shots etc for my waipo, which is mummy's mummy lah
(2) pay a visit together with baby asher me to Uncle Kiang, who is mummy's good friend, an uncle who has always doted alot on mummy lindy when she was young
So yesterday, mummy finally put in the long developed photos into albums for waipo and gave it to her....now waipo will have some photos by her side when we are not with her...
We went over to pick up Uncle Kiang to have lunch at Ivins..Indonesian food..something both mummy and Uncle Kiang like...during lunch, I was quite a good boy...played on my own...walk around near mummy, sat inside my P & T buggy..most of the time..of course once in a while I need to be coaxed too by mummy lah...she will have to carry me and play with me for a while before she can continue with her food...well afterall I am still a baby what..
After lunch, we sent Uncle Kiang back home and continued to Orchard...
Orchard looked SoOOo different from the last time I came....
erm...last time....when was the last time....think was early jan 2009 ....
well maybe we didnt paid much attention to the surroundings back then...
maybe we didnt walk past that stretch back then...
ION Orchard is scaling heights already...
Mandarin Gallery is in process...
There is a 313@Somerset... being built on the site where it previously was an open air carpark..
Orchard Central, one of the new shopping malls is almost ready for operations...
many more...
Anyway, we didnt even buy anything...good.
Haha the purpose was not to buy anything anyway.
First time mummy parked at The Heeren...$6.17 for about 3 hours' parking...
If I werent around, mummy would have bought some clothes probably...becos she saw some that she liked, but need to try on and I simply couldnt leave her alone...
And if she had made any purchase, the first 2 hours' parking would be FREE!!
After that mummy sent me home...and proceeded with dinner & movie together with Waipo.
heard from Mummy they watched Confessions of a Shopaholic...
A movie mummy know daddy wont fancy...but mummy would love to watch (anyway mummy read all the shopaholic series of novels years ago...so cant wait to watch it in movie version), bet daddy wont know anyway..
So since it is something daddy wont watch, and there is no other suitable show to catch together with Waipo, this is it loh.
Watched this and Marley & Me, together with WaiPo recently...both times at GV, both times movie screened about 20 mins later than showtime. Such a waste of the 20mins waiting time...
maybe becos mummy hasnt been catching movies for a while...is that the norm nowadays?
(1) a photo album consisting of photos of her wedding, some family shots etc for my waipo, which is mummy's mummy lah
(2) pay a visit together with baby asher me to Uncle Kiang, who is mummy's good friend, an uncle who has always doted alot on mummy lindy when she was young
So yesterday, mummy finally put in the long developed photos into albums for waipo and gave it to her....now waipo will have some photos by her side when we are not with her...
We went over to pick up Uncle Kiang to have lunch at Ivins..Indonesian food..something both mummy and Uncle Kiang like...during lunch, I was quite a good boy...played on my own...walk around near mummy, sat inside my P & T buggy..most of the time..of course once in a while I need to be coaxed too by mummy lah...she will have to carry me and play with me for a while before she can continue with her food...well afterall I am still a baby what..
After lunch, we sent Uncle Kiang back home and continued to Orchard...
Orchard looked SoOOo different from the last time I came....
erm...last time....when was the last time....think was early jan 2009 ....
well maybe we didnt paid much attention to the surroundings back then...
maybe we didnt walk past that stretch back then...
ION Orchard is scaling heights already...
Mandarin Gallery is in process...
There is a 313@Somerset... being built on the site where it previously was an open air carpark..
Orchard Central, one of the new shopping malls is almost ready for operations...
many more...
Anyway, we didnt even buy anything...good.
Haha the purpose was not to buy anything anyway.
First time mummy parked at The Heeren...$6.17 for about 3 hours' parking...
If I werent around, mummy would have bought some clothes probably...becos she saw some that she liked, but need to try on and I simply couldnt leave her alone...
And if she had made any purchase, the first 2 hours' parking would be FREE!!
After that mummy sent me home...and proceeded with dinner & movie together with Waipo.
heard from Mummy they watched Confessions of a Shopaholic...
A movie mummy know daddy wont fancy...but mummy would love to watch (anyway mummy read all the shopaholic series of novels years ago...so cant wait to watch it in movie version), bet daddy wont know anyway..
So since it is something daddy wont watch, and there is no other suitable show to catch together with Waipo, this is it loh.
Watched this and Marley & Me, together with WaiPo recently...both times at GV, both times movie screened about 20 mins later than showtime. Such a waste of the 20mins waiting time...
maybe becos mummy hasnt been catching movies for a while...is that the norm nowadays?
Thursday, March 26, 2009
Update to the "fight"
So what happened.....
Last week was school holiday. So cousins Jaden & Jodi came over to stay for the entire week.
Thus I slept with mummy for the entire week since cousins had to sleep with Grandma and Grandpa.
Understanding that Grandma and Grandpa would have missed spending "ZzZzZz' time with me, Mummy automatically let me sleep with Grandpa & Grandma on Sun & Mon....
Tuesday came...it was about 9plus at night...
Mummy asked Daddy: "Can Asher sleep with us tonight? I want to Asher to sleep over with us..."
Daddy: "Of course lah! Now I carry him up, you go prepare his stuffs...."
Mummy: "Ok. On!"
So as mummy prepared my milk bottles, my hot water etc....all into the basket used to carry my stuffs up to the room for bedtime, Grandma approached mummy.........
Grandma:"Asher leh, bring him down....I pat pat him to sleep....."
Mummy:"Eh...Mother, it is ok lah. Tmr I am working afternoon, he can sleep with me."
Grandma: "Nevermind, nevermind....bring him over...he is not feeling well, I pat him to sleep so you both can sleep better...."
Mummy: "it's really ok....anyway he also upstairs with Alvin le....we are preparing to sleep with him...."
Grandma(INSISTING TONE): "Go, just bring him down! "
At this point, mummy left the basket on the dining table(dont even dare to take the basket up anymore), run upstairs into the room, close the door and sat on the bed.....
Mummy(looking helplessly): "Your mum INSISTED I bring Asher down...."
Daddy: "I am here. What you scared of....??"
Mummy: "last time when it happened, you were here too.....Asher also got "taken" away....."
Daddy: "Aiyah...this time it will be different! Don't worry....did you lock the door?"
Mummy: "huh.....must lock ah? Never leh.....Anyway you got to go down and get his basket..."
So mummy carried baby Asher me in her arms....don't even dare to go down and get the basket....
Before we knew it.....
"KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK!!!".... ...
OoOpS! Grandma's at the door...........
Grandma: "Asher leh? Bring him to me...."
Daddy: "We will sleep with him....it's ok."
Grandma still insisted (quite firmly and in a louder tone of voice): "Aiyah, he is sick....i need to pat him to sleep..."
Daddy(also in a firm tone...trying to close the door): "Aiyah....no need lah..he sleep with us...."
ALL THIS WHILE....MUMMY DONT EVEN DARE FACE THE DOOR....SHE HELD ME IN HER ARMS....BACK FACED THE DOOR WHILEWE SAT ON THE BED....
After daddy closed the door.....
We thought...."wow....daddy "fought" the "robber" off....." :P
Then ..... .....
Baby Asher: "Argh....Argh...."
Mummy: "oh dear....Asher wants his milk milk.....can you go get his basket?"
Daddy: "huh.....now ah? Later lah.....later can??"
Hiyah....you know why? Daddy also PAI SEH to go down loh....
Ok Mummy say"...can no prb! I breastfeed Asher...this one nobody can replace....."
So after a while.....I finish my milk milk .....
Mummy start playing some toys and my usual bedtime story time.....
Daddy got to go down to bring Golden and Silver out for their night stroll and to PANG SAI lah....
Mummy: "Dear, lock the door hor..."
Daddy: "I still need to come up..."
Mummy: "Don't worry...you knock the KNOCK CODE STYLE, i open for you..."
then daddy went off....
After just few mins....
Grandma appeared at the door again!!!! (Daddy DIDNT lock the door!!!!)
The room was already dimmed by now....with my classical music playing in the background...
I was sitting on mummy's laps, on the bed....playing my shapes sorter....
BUT VERY SOON....I was carried away by Grandma le....
Mummy was very very very "sad"...sitting on the bed feeling so helpless....
Sometime later.....
Daddy came in..............................................................................together with baby Asher ME!!!!!
(grandma following behind)
mummy :) :D :) :D (Can you visualise the happiness?!!!)
Mummy, this time round daddy really never let you down!!!!!
(that's why daddy is the winner loh!)
Daddy telling grandma: "its ok its ok....." & Closed the door....
Mummy: "eh!!!! Asher!! Dear how you know?!!!!!!!"
Daddy:" When I was at the backyard, I brought Silver out, came back and saw Mum carrying Asher in the kitchen....so I knew she must have "attacked" while I am out...so I hurriedly bring Golden out for come back in to get Asher...cos' I know once they go into the room, I cannot get Asher out le..."
Mummy: "Poor Golden...only go out for that 1 min...."
Daddy: "What to do??"
Mummy: "Aiyoh.....how ah? Will mum be angry???"
Daddy: "Aiyah....wont lah....dont think so much....then how? If i dont carry Asher in, will you be happy?"
Mummy shook her head.... :(
Daddy:" then now happy????"
Mummy nodded her head, unable to hide her happiness.... =) =D
Last week was school holiday. So cousins Jaden & Jodi came over to stay for the entire week.
Thus I slept with mummy for the entire week since cousins had to sleep with Grandma and Grandpa.
Understanding that Grandma and Grandpa would have missed spending "ZzZzZz' time with me, Mummy automatically let me sleep with Grandpa & Grandma on Sun & Mon....
Tuesday came...it was about 9plus at night...
Mummy asked Daddy: "Can Asher sleep with us tonight? I want to Asher to sleep over with us..."
Daddy: "Of course lah! Now I carry him up, you go prepare his stuffs...."
Mummy: "Ok. On!"
So as mummy prepared my milk bottles, my hot water etc....all into the basket used to carry my stuffs up to the room for bedtime, Grandma approached mummy.........
Grandma:"Asher leh, bring him down....I pat pat him to sleep....."
Mummy:"Eh...Mother, it is ok lah. Tmr I am working afternoon, he can sleep with me."
Grandma: "Nevermind, nevermind....bring him over...he is not feeling well, I pat him to sleep so you both can sleep better...."
Mummy: "it's really ok....anyway he also upstairs with Alvin le....we are preparing to sleep with him...."
Grandma(INSISTING TONE): "Go, just bring him down! "
At this point, mummy left the basket on the dining table(dont even dare to take the basket up anymore), run upstairs into the room, close the door and sat on the bed.....
Mummy(looking helplessly): "Your mum INSISTED I bring Asher down...."
Daddy: "I am here. What you scared of....??"
Mummy: "last time when it happened, you were here too.....Asher also got "taken" away....."
Daddy: "Aiyah...this time it will be different! Don't worry....did you lock the door?"
Mummy: "huh.....must lock ah? Never leh.....Anyway you got to go down and get his basket..."
So mummy carried baby Asher me in her arms....don't even dare to go down and get the basket....
Before we knew it.....
"KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK!!!".... ...
OoOpS! Grandma's at the door...........
Grandma: "Asher leh? Bring him to me...."
Daddy: "We will sleep with him....it's ok."
Grandma still insisted (quite firmly and in a louder tone of voice): "Aiyah, he is sick....i need to pat him to sleep..."
Daddy(also in a firm tone...trying to close the door): "Aiyah....no need lah..he sleep with us...."
ALL THIS WHILE....MUMMY DONT EVEN DARE FACE THE DOOR....SHE HELD ME IN HER ARMS....BACK FACED THE DOOR WHILEWE SAT ON THE BED....
After daddy closed the door.....
We thought...."wow....daddy "fought" the "robber" off....." :P
Then ..... .....
Baby Asher: "Argh....Argh...."
Mummy: "oh dear....Asher wants his milk milk.....can you go get his basket?"
Daddy: "huh.....now ah? Later lah.....later can??"
Hiyah....you know why? Daddy also PAI SEH to go down loh....
Ok Mummy say"...can no prb! I breastfeed Asher...this one nobody can replace....."
So after a while.....I finish my milk milk .....
Mummy start playing some toys and my usual bedtime story time.....
Daddy got to go down to bring Golden and Silver out for their night stroll and to PANG SAI lah....
Mummy: "Dear, lock the door hor..."
Daddy: "I still need to come up..."
Mummy: "Don't worry...you knock the KNOCK CODE STYLE, i open for you..."
then daddy went off....
After just few mins....
Grandma appeared at the door again!!!! (Daddy DIDNT lock the door!!!!)
The room was already dimmed by now....with my classical music playing in the background...
I was sitting on mummy's laps, on the bed....playing my shapes sorter....
BUT VERY SOON....I was carried away by Grandma le....
Mummy was very very very "sad"...sitting on the bed feeling so helpless....
Sometime later.....
Daddy came in..............................................................................together with baby Asher ME!!!!!
(grandma following behind)
mummy :) :D :) :D (Can you visualise the happiness?!!!)
Mummy, this time round daddy really never let you down!!!!!
(that's why daddy is the winner loh!)
Daddy telling grandma: "its ok its ok....." & Closed the door....
Mummy: "eh!!!! Asher!! Dear how you know?!!!!!!!"
Daddy:" When I was at the backyard, I brought Silver out, came back and saw Mum carrying Asher in the kitchen....so I knew she must have "attacked" while I am out...so I hurriedly bring Golden out for come back in to get Asher...cos' I know once they go into the room, I cannot get Asher out le..."
Mummy: "Poor Golden...only go out for that 1 min...."
Daddy: "What to do??"
Mummy: "Aiyoh.....how ah? Will mum be angry???"
Daddy: "Aiyah....wont lah....dont think so much....then how? If i dont carry Asher in, will you be happy?"
Mummy shook her head.... :(
Daddy:" then now happy????"
Mummy nodded her head, unable to hide her happiness.... =) =D
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
i learnt to drink tea just like my daddy...
it runs in the family...
daddy and family loves and simply adores drinking tea....MILK TEA.
it is a daily regular thing within the family...
so baby asher me... ... naturally inherited this...
daddy and family loves and simply adores drinking tea....MILK TEA.
it is a daily regular thing within the family...
so baby asher me... ... naturally inherited this...
And I will "ahhHhhhh..." gently afterevery sip. Like I really enjoyed it soOooO much. :)
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
????????
Asher, do you think daddy will ever read your blog conscientiously?
do you think he will ever bother to know mummy better?
or is it too imposing for mummy to think this way?
maybe thinking this way will be better...
Blog is perhaps just not something everyone is interested in, not even reading it... ?
mummy had a lousy day/night yest... ...about the new "challenge"
got to see how to overcome it, but it perhaps is another lesson learnt not to be so trusting....
didnt lose anything monetaryas yet, just lost some efforts made, trust, faith and belief.
today, daddy offered to buy lunch back for mummy... ...
over the phone, mummy asked for CHA SIEW RICE, daddy said CHA SIEW dont look good and asked if CHICKEN RICE is fine?
Ok...no problem. Mummy likes chicken rice anyway.
BUT............................................................................
open 1st packet...it is breastmeat.
open 2nd packet, still it is breastmeat.
Disappointed.
daddy offered to go out and buy again...but what's the point?
it doesn't reverse the disappointment i had already felt
it just doesnt convince me that daddy will learn, had learnt ...
How many times I have to go through such disappointment, despite clearly telling him what i want, like, dont like... before I can have my simple expectations met? Is it (still) too much to ask for after 10 years together?
if telling him straight to the point still can't work, i honestly dont thinki can do any better..
Maybe to many, it is just a plate of chicken breastmeat rice. What is the big deal about it?
No, it is not just a plate of rice that simple.
It is the whole attitude, effort towards a relationship.
People say...aiyah...10 years already...what you expect? Old Couple le mah...
Maybe I am the weird one.
I am one who dont believe that after many years together, you can take each other for granted always, the romance will naturally die off...
It is all about effort. Romance & keeping the relationship alive is an ART. An ART both should learn along the years together, understanding each other and learning to make each other happy is all part of it.
Just like I know daddy doesnt like his rice covered with gravy, he likes it dry...unlike mummy likes to have some gravy...so i make it a point to request for NO GRAVY on daddy's rice always...
Isn't it right that when you love someone, you want him/her to be happy?
Can someone tell me is my expectations too high?
do you think he will ever bother to know mummy better?
or is it too imposing for mummy to think this way?
maybe thinking this way will be better...
Blog is perhaps just not something everyone is interested in, not even reading it... ?
mummy had a lousy day/night yest... ...about the new "challenge"
got to see how to overcome it, but it perhaps is another lesson learnt not to be so trusting....
didnt lose anything monetaryas yet, just lost some efforts made, trust, faith and belief.
today, daddy offered to buy lunch back for mummy... ...
over the phone, mummy asked for CHA SIEW RICE, daddy said CHA SIEW dont look good and asked if CHICKEN RICE is fine?
Ok...no problem. Mummy likes chicken rice anyway.
BUT............................................................................
open 1st packet...it is breastmeat.
open 2nd packet, still it is breastmeat.
Disappointed.
daddy offered to go out and buy again...but what's the point?
it doesn't reverse the disappointment i had already felt
it just doesnt convince me that daddy will learn, had learnt ...
How many times I have to go through such disappointment, despite clearly telling him what i want, like, dont like... before I can have my simple expectations met? Is it (still) too much to ask for after 10 years together?
if telling him straight to the point still can't work, i honestly dont thinki can do any better..
Maybe to many, it is just a plate of chicken breastmeat rice. What is the big deal about it?
No, it is not just a plate of rice that simple.
It is the whole attitude, effort towards a relationship.
People say...aiyah...10 years already...what you expect? Old Couple le mah...
Maybe I am the weird one.
I am one who dont believe that after many years together, you can take each other for granted always, the romance will naturally die off...
It is all about effort. Romance & keeping the relationship alive is an ART. An ART both should learn along the years together, understanding each other and learning to make each other happy is all part of it.
Just like I know daddy doesnt like his rice covered with gravy, he likes it dry...unlike mummy likes to have some gravy...so i make it a point to request for NO GRAVY on daddy's rice always...
Isn't it right that when you love someone, you want him/her to be happy?
Can someone tell me is my expectations too high?
Mummy ...
Mummy wished there were sometimes lesser obstacles to overcome in life...
getting sick and tired of sudden obstacles that we always have to convince ourselves to treat them as challenges to overcome and learn to be a better person at the end of the day...
Mummy wished there is more than 24 hours a day, more than 365 days a year and most importantly...even best if "lindy" can be split up physically into .... let's dont be greedy...how about 3? split into 3 physical persons... 3 lindy performing the different required roles at the same time...becos there is so much to do, to care for before all is lost and over right before your eyes... ....
I don't like really like it when time flies so fast. Anybody like me, think and feel the same way?
Sometimes I wish I don't try my hand at so many things and yet still want it to be dine at my best effort ... but I can't help it...too much of an idealistic attribute in me can kill...i know that!
It's all being a scorpio lindy's fault! It's all my being of trying to be too independent, less reliant and still make things work...
getting sick and tired of sudden obstacles that we always have to convince ourselves to treat them as challenges to overcome and learn to be a better person at the end of the day...
Mummy wished there is more than 24 hours a day, more than 365 days a year and most importantly...even best if "lindy" can be split up physically into .... let's dont be greedy...how about 3? split into 3 physical persons... 3 lindy performing the different required roles at the same time...becos there is so much to do, to care for before all is lost and over right before your eyes... ....
I don't like really like it when time flies so fast. Anybody like me, think and feel the same way?
Sometimes I wish I don't try my hand at so many things and yet still want it to be dine at my best effort ... but I can't help it...too much of an idealistic attribute in me can kill...i know that!
It's all being a scorpio lindy's fault! It's all my being of trying to be too independent, less reliant and still make things work...
Update to my FIRST BEACH OUTING on 14th March 2009!
The pictures of my FIRST BEACH PICNIC OUTING with my family!!
Date: 14th March 2009 Sat
Location: Changi Beach
Guests: Family!!
I had fun playing the swing and slides...walking around the pavement...
When I first stood on the sand surface, I didnt really dare to walk...until a while later...
Then midway, it rained... mummy they all sat in the pavillion and enjoyed our food...while I took my nap...after milk milk....
Towards later part of the day... I gotten myself a new nickname "Curry Boy"...
becos I was so curious about the big pot of curry and I spill all the gravy all over when I topple the pot...just in the split second when mummy looked away...now became dry curry le...all the baguette bread that Gu Gu bought...no use le... hehe
I had FUN in the swing!!!
Exploring the tree roots?? Be careful!!! Lots of BIG red ants...
Us!! Mummy Self take skills not very good...
Mummy and Asher!! Still not centralise...
There!! Aeroplane!!
Changing my nappy while i ZzZ
taking a nap by the sea....with the sea breeze blowing is shiok!
daddy made it to meet us here afterall!!
Date: 14th March 2009 Sat
Location: Changi Beach
Guests: Family!!
I had fun playing the swing and slides...walking around the pavement...
When I first stood on the sand surface, I didnt really dare to walk...until a while later...
Then midway, it rained... mummy they all sat in the pavillion and enjoyed our food...while I took my nap...after milk milk....
Towards later part of the day... I gotten myself a new nickname "Curry Boy"...
becos I was so curious about the big pot of curry and I spill all the gravy all over when I topple the pot...just in the split second when mummy looked away...now became dry curry le...all the baguette bread that Gu Gu bought...no use le... hehe
I turned to look at the aeroplane!!
I had FUN in the swing!!!
Exploring the tree roots?? Be careful!!! Lots of BIG red ants...
Us!! Mummy Self take skills not very good...
Mummy and Asher!! Still not centralise...
There!! Aeroplane!!
Changing my nappy while i ZzZ
taking a nap by the sea....with the sea breeze blowing is shiok!
daddy made it to meet us here afterall!!
"there"!! I was pointing to aeroplane!!!
I wish we could have more family outings!!
Really glad daddy could make it!!! :)
My 13th Month...
My BD celebration photos softcopy are not with us yet for upload....(ALL BECOS OF MUMMY(she's busy lah) delayed the photos selection, hence Uncle Hart couldnt send us....) Anyway, soon we should get it...so hang on!!
Since that's the case, we shall continue updating from where we left off....
My very long update of post for pictures taken during my 13th month of growth....
right after I turned 1 year old....
The next day after my BD celebration...right on my actual day 15th Feb!
See that's what i do every now and then...pick up stuff from the floor and examine...
Last night playing with the slide before mummy returns it tomorrow..
Realise I always put my hand on my head?? Same position??
Cos I am responding to "shang nao jing" request by my parents and grandparents at home...
Eh...what's going on??
Still "shang nao jing" loh
:D 
enjoying ....
loving..
having fun...
Not done yet...
Since that's the case, we shall continue updating from where we left off....
My very long update of post for pictures taken during my 13th month of growth....
right after I turned 1 year old....
The next day after my BD celebration...right on my actual day 15th Feb!
See that's what i do every now and then...pick up stuff from the floor and examine...
Last night playing with the slide before mummy returns it tomorrow..
Realise I always put my hand on my head?? Same position??
Cos I am responding to "shang nao jing" request by my parents and grandparents at home...
Eh...what's going on??
Still "shang nao jing" loh
:D
MY bathtime....
enjoying ....
loving..
having fun...
Not done yet...
Getting changed after my bath....
Going for a stroll...
all ready to go!!
almost went into other people's shop just right after they roll up the shutter...
Having breakfast and mummy snapping a quick shot...not too good
better? 
my first time riding on such ride...
having fun...then i refuse to leave!!
distracted by older kids playing with the mentos machine
taking big strides of walk on my own...
in the clinic...
Fell asleep in the car while on the way home after my PD visit...
My butt with the 2 plasters after my 2 vaccination jabs..
The beautiful rainbow mummy saw while driving home, on 25th Feb 2009.
She couldnt wait to take a photo for me!!
and I am pleased!!
27th Feb 2009...
an attempt to self feed myself cornflakes from the bowl.
I seemed a big boy le huh...
Going for a stroll...
all ready to go!!
Visiting my PD on 24th Feb...
almost went into other people's shop just right after they roll up the shutter...
Having breakfast and mummy snapping a quick shot...not too good
better?
my first time riding on such ride...
having fun...then i refuse to leave!!
distracted by older kids playing with the mentos machine
taking big strides of walk on my own...
in the clinic...
Fell asleep in the car while on the way home after my PD visit...
My butt with the 2 plasters after my 2 vaccination jabs..The beautiful rainbow mummy saw while driving home, on 25th Feb 2009.
She couldnt wait to take a photo for me!!
and I am pleased!!27th Feb 2009...
at home...
an attempt to self feed myself cornflakes from the bowl.
I seemed a big boy le huh... sitting down on my own, enjoying the cornflakes as I watched my DVD...
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