Jetsetting Eddie

Finally I am back in Singapore. The 6 hours trip was extremely stressful for me as we had to spend 3.5 hours in the car and another 2.5 hours in the airport / plane. I was so worried if Eddie were to have one of his episodes, the infamous inconsolable cry that makes me cry too. And he did have one in the car. Even my dad was freaked out and got very worried. Thank goodness after much coaxing, he calmed down and we continued our journey. However we were running late due to the unscheduled stop so my dad drove me straight to the departure gate. I left Eddie in the car with my dad as I got all the luggages (30 odd kg in total) to purchase Eddie's ticket and checked in first. Only after that I went to get him and he was blissfully asleep. I strapped him into my sarong sling and hand in hand we went through immigration. Thank goodness he had another feeding session just before we boarded the plane and that definitely helped him sleep through the flight. He didn't wake up or fuss until the plane touched down in Singapore! Woohoo... phew... i was sooooooooooo relieved.

The Benefits of Hiring a Confinement Aunty

As a tribute to the very nice Aunty, I would like to list down all the benefits of hiring a confinement aunty. Many may argue that the aunty is merely doing a paid job, but I can assure you that it is more than just the money that could entice one to take up this 24/7 super demanding job.


First of all, you must love babies and have tonnes of patience. This is especially the case when baby wakes up at 3.00am for his feed, and refuses to go back to sleep. Aunty will pick him up and sing to him while he falls back to sleep. Repeat all the above at 4.30am.


1. Each nutritious meal (up to 5 a day) is served to you at your convenience...
...where ever you are e.g. bedroom, living room, garden patio. You are not allowed to lift a finger, not even to clear the dishes.

2. Better Control of Diet
Aunty cuts me fresh fruits everyday at tea time which prevents me from eating junk.

3. 24 hours Baby-Caring
Baby is looked after 24 hours a day by aunty, which allows your body to recuperate during the 1 month period.

4. Prevents post-natal depression.
Everything is managed by the aunty, so the only thing you will feel is probably boredom or constant bickering with your mom on the shower issue. Caution: The post-natal depression may strike after the 1 month confinement when aunty leaves and you feel totally hopeless!

5. Forget about Pre-Natal Class (chapter on how to look after newborn)
Hands on training from a true expert on how to look after your baby. After all, aunty looks after newborn all year round! I truly salute her stamina.

Of course if you have a non-working mom who's willing to do the job, it is even better! However the down-side is it's harder to negotiate with your mom when you want to break some rules.

Bye-bye Confinement Aunty

Sadly, I had to drive my dear confinement aunty home today. Having spent 1 month with her, I have inadvertently grown dependent on her. So has Eddie. After she left, I came home to find a hysteric Eddie and I could not calm him down despite all the rocking and dancing moves. Despite his very tender age, he has already grown attached to aunty's soothing voice. I came to the conclusion that Aunty's very good at what she does because she has never let Eddie's cry manifests into hysteria! Poor Eddie, it broke my heart to see him cry so pitifully. Finally brought him to my room, turned on Diana Krall, gave him a gentle rub and pat his bottom.

Yum.... George is single again!!!

George is single again! Ooh.. he is so yummylicious. I was actually devastated when I found out last year that he was dating. I even googled his girlfriend to do a background check on her. Yes, she was hot. Of course not that it mattered since that I was already married by then. But in true fashion of a typical terratorial b^*%$ (shame shame), I actually delighted at the news that he has split up!

I don't know how to set up a poll, but would you ever consider cheating on your spouse with George? Hmmnn... tough one, but I guess I am a one man woman.

One Month Old

Yippie!!! My confinement is officially over today! I'm no longer under house arrest (not that I haven't been roaming around town). This morning, I got up early, apart to pump milk, to dress up my son in his Sunday best and he wore his blings from his grandparents. He looked rather smart. After that, I went to pick up cakes which were to be delivered to all relatives and friends who have given us pressies. Bridezilla, since you are away, please have a look at the picture which is dedicated to you. There's a Swiss Log, ang ku kueh and red eggs.

Eddie's Latest Trick

Oh dear, I am definitely one of those parents who incessantly dote on their newborns. Look! My baby's new trick.

Leaving on a Jetplane

Can't believe how quickly time flies. I have been back in my hometown for over 7 weeks and I'll be going back to Singapore next Wednesday to join my hubby. I haven't stayed at my home-home for such a long period of time. The last time was probably during my uni summer holidays. Of course, this feat can be repeated with my next baby. My poor mom is trying to get me to stay longer, her excuse being that I will not be able to handle the baby by myself. Of course, what she really means is that she will miss me and my baby but she just won't say it. Poor mom, will come back to see her soon.

Baby Eddie with his num-num

My baby is 26 days old today. This is a picture of him, when he isn't crying.

An Early Moon

Tonight, we will be holding a party for Eddie. His actual full moon party is supposed to be next weekend but since that my brothers will not be around, we have decided to have it tonight instead! I do not love parties but I love cooking. This is an excellent break from my doing-nothing-everyday. Last night I have made agar-agar cendol (cendol pudding) and tonight I will be preparing sandwiches. My father, the resident chef will be making all his signature dishes. Unfortunately since I am still observing the confinement ritual, I won't be eating any of the yummy food.

Of course, there will be some stuff that I can eat but someone told me before that if you listen to what everyone says (nags), there is nothing you can eat! So in order to avoid being nagged by a well meaning aunty each time I put something into my mouth, I shall take my pre-emptive ginger meal before the party.

"Desexify" thy Breasts

Just 5 weeks ago on my last day of work, a very kind colleague was running me through various types of breast pumps and their benefits. I have never thought myself as a prude but I have to admit that I was rather shocked when she brought me to the mummy's room and the way all other women in the room were casually whipping out their breasts and pumping them while chatting to me struck me as rather akward.


Now that I am a 3-week old mother, I have to say that my breasts status has somehow been converted. Mainly, this could be attributed to the shift of priorities. I can assure you that if your baby is temperamental when it comes to his feeds, the moment the siren goes off, all you want to do is feed your baby and shut him up. So it matters very little whether you're sitting in the living room (only in the presence of other females) or the privacy of your own room. I no longer care if other female relatives find it odd to see me breastfeesing. In fact I now understand why some women can casually breastfeed in public, as if a crying baby can wait till you find yourself a baby's room in a busy shopping mall.


Signs of Desexified Breasts

1. You define your right/left boob as the top producing boob.


2. One hand guiding baby's head towards nipple, while the other hand holding boob to aim nipple into his mouth.


3. Erotic Ann Summers' lingerie is seen as suitable breast feeding outfit.