A housewife tale.

My leave started this week! Supposedly I wanted to go on a trip oversea, perhaps to an island for a short getaway, before the start of the Masters programme... but I cannot leave little darling girl and Dear Hubby in CatsCity while I went off holidaying with my besties. Which was why I didn't. Besides, I owe it to Dear Hubby, and to Maya Girl, to be the housewife-stay-at-home mum for a week, this whole week. At least for this week. He has been the super dad... taking care of Maya Girl in his practice all these time. I can only imagine how stressful to handle this active demanding girl while working! Thus I think it is only fair for him to have the 'rest' as he hasn't any dayoffs!

So... This is how my life would be if I was to be a housewife.

Morning routine: wake up, make milk, put darling into her bumbo seat, give her baby cookie, put on Pororo DVD, cook bario powder, coffee, breakfast, set her bath, bath and dress darling, shower myself, out to living room again to play Lego, *errands, make milk, darling's nap time, clear her toys and Lego, prepare lunch, wash dishes (used when preparing lunch).

*errands - bank stuff, post office stuff, bill stuff, insurance, etc etc. You can only run maximum of two errands a morning with a toddler around. Maximum. Trust me, even that, that is already pushing the limit to getting a cranky baby who is overtired and wants to have her morning nap stat. Yes, stat.

But first, a picture of my darling! In her bumbo chair every morning, waiting for her biscuits.

Running monotone bank errands can be such a joy if you have this darling with you. People stopping and cooing at her, never fails to make my day. 

Afternoon routine: lunch, wash dishes (used to have lunch), quick shower for darling and I, playtime, getting ready to rock darling for afternoon nap, *chores, clear her toys, *rest, prepare dinner, wash dishes.

*chores - laundry (wash, hang, fold or iron), wash toilets, wash balcony, wash pots and pans, wipe dusts off surfaces (any surfaces) and basically any kind that household chores that I've been dying to tick of my to-do list. Not including vacuuming the house, because I DON'T HAVE THE SILENT KIND OF ELECTROLUX VACUUM, WHICH I SHOULD HAVE, SO THAT I CAN VACUUM WHEN THE BABY IS SLEEPING. So now... I can't vacuum when she is sleeping. Or else, she'll wake up. Which is why I need the vacuum that goes silent when it vacuums. *ahem*

*rest - only when her majesty bestows me a good two full hour of afternoon naps, only when she is not screaming out of her lungs and I can't seem to calm her down to sleep. Bear in mind that rocking takes quite a toll so rest at this point of the day... is VITAL! And should be deem mandatory.

Afternoon nap is a tricky one. She is incapable to sleep on her own, so need to rock and carry her till she sleeps. Oh my arms!

But when she does get enough sleep, she is very delightful to be around! 

Evening routine: Pororo and Legotime, dinner, wash dishes, bath time, brush teeth, make milk, play time, switch off light time, kissing/clapping/eye-nose-mouth-ears time and then it's finally zzz time.

Stacking fun. She simply stack wan....

Before she turns into sleeping beauty every night... :))))

And my day ends at freaking 9pm. Yes, 9 in the evening. Even not working, I still sleep at 9pm!!! And I thought I would have some free time for study matter, because I'm ON LEAVE and NOT working. Guess what! IT IS FREAKING NOT THE CASE!!! Apparently, full time stay-at-home mothers don't have free time. -_- Only that meagre 10 minutes of rest time in the afternoon. Here I thought I would have a lot of free time in hands.

And at the end of the day, my dear darling has pen marks on her leg and tomato pasta stain on her floral top. And marshmallows in her hair. And chocolate milk pool in the living room. -_- So don't you dare ever come home to your stay-at-home wife and say, "well you have all the time at home" then wonder why the hell did she blow up such a big puff of angriness. You are able to come back to a clean house because we cleaned up everything (including the baby) before you reach home so that you don't have to! But anyhow... Dear Hubby always help me wash the dishes in the evening... because I can't risk kasar-ing my hands from all the washings in a day. LOL!

It is not easy, this housewife thingy. It is challenging and you have no time. No time for yourself, no time to spare, no time for your friends. I haven't even got time to snoop my newsfeed for days!!! Seriously. And I have to keep reminding myself to constantly check the emails so that I don't miss a notification from my new uni. Housewifing is boring. No offense. It is hard, demanding and very very trying. But you have to admit it.. it IS kinda boring! I have no adults with me, no adults contact, no adults conversation at home. I have a toddler at home with me, who doesn't respond to my dialog quite correctly, who drools and poops many times. It's a no wonder stay-home mums only talks about their kids and brands of detergents. And bakings. Because that's the only thing happening for them! Each day and everyday. Albeit beautiful, not everybody can do it. Not everybody can do it and able to accept all the under-appreciatation crap. 

*all hail to LeHomemaker*

Mischief on the loose.

Along with the routines mentioned above, there is a lot of food involved. With all the eatings and dishes, I gained 2kg already in the past 3 days. Seriously!!! Wth. I don't know why I had that piece of bread with coffee then a bowl of laksa 2 hours later then hot milo with sugar-coated biscuits, just for breakfast. Practically eaten a whole hippo for breakfast. Seriously, I'm freaking out!!! And while I'm freaking out, I'm turning into a hippopotamus!!! Staying alone (not alone alone, just adult-alone), is just like hibernating during the winter. Not going out, not seeing other adults.. slowly you no longer wear a bra at home and not wearing sunscreen and then you would think it is okay to appear at dinner parties or wedding parties make-up-less. So, be careful...!!! Don't wake up ten, twenty years from now and suddenly you have turned into a wrinkly uneven-skinned fat auntie... with split ends.

Anyways.. Some snapshots of my home-cooked meals... :D

Cheesey creamy carbonara pasta ala Asian... yes i just made the name up :ppp

Nutritious white carrot + red carrot + corn pork soup, cooked for a whole hour!

Healthy stir fry lettuce with oyster sauce.

Steamed fish with nyonya sauce.. Yummzzz...

A mushroom dish with cauliflower!

Potato + ikan bilis + sweet onions in dark soy sauce. A recipe of LeHomemaker!

Mix vege. Great when you run out of idea.

Made some dumplings from Japanese sweet potato + Holland potato + local sweet potato. :D

Fried tomyam mihun with french beans, carrots, crabstick, chicken and onion.

ABC soup (chicken, carrot, white carrot, straw mushroom) with bidin stir-fry garlic.

I have been trying to write and post this for many days now..... From 4-5days ago... Hahaha... From the first day of my leave until today, the final day of my leave... LOL! 

Meet the biggest procrastinator ever --> ME~~~ But I have an excuse for it..... THIS PICTURE BELOW SAYS IT ALL!

This little girl hasn't allow me to get any job done... Whenever I park my butt at the study table, be it for work or blog or study, she would scream to be carried and put on the table and then proceed to destroy my clean pristine table. *sweat* And like Dear Hubby always say... I can never say no to her... That's true..... *sweat*

HAVE A GREAT SATURDAY PEOPLE!!!

THANKS FOR READING MY BLOG!

Empty.

Exactly what I am feeling right about now. Empty. Literally.

After a serious bout of vomitings and diarrheas, I doubt there is anything left in me. Except maybe a very dehydrated me and an inflamed bowel. Serious awful case of food poisoning. If it was hyperemesis, there is at least a good thing to look forward to - a baby. Otherwise the whole process is just a torture and completely unnecessary. And hateful. Because it would just mean that I just ate garbage. Absolute garbage. Literally. 

I gobbled down the whole HK-styled macaroni tauhu pasta even though I felt it tasted funny because Dear Hubby said it was okay to him. Next time I'm sooooo trusting my own taste buds. Dealing with my own problem is one thing, having to deal with baby's is another. I keep making sure she is not dehydrated and thank God she had a milder poisoning than mummy. She and Dear Hubby had the egg custard buns and I supposed those were not fresh either. Tsk tsk tsk..... Like I said, garbage. She vomited once and had watery stool x3 but is still very much active and smiley. :D Luckily! *phew* Me? Not so lucky.. I've lost count. It was just bad bad bad experience. Lesson to learn? Don't be the stupid who finished off the whole plate of funny smelling food. *slap forehead* Dear Hubby, you asked? Let just say that he bombed the guest toilet. Hah!

Took the day off work. But I still have to work at home. Which was not an easy feat. Sometimes I wish some of my family was here, so that I can say this, "Nah, you help me take care of her awhile" and have a good *peaceful* time relieving myself and not worried that the little girl outside would have a head concussion climbing up and down. Having no help, besides just the two of us, really takes the toll. Can't even make proper business. Hah!

So this blog post is also empty. Haha.

Anyways, I'll be out for awhile. To KL for my orientations, first in Putrajaya then in UM. Half looking forward to the glimpse of student future that I'm going to have, half NOT looking forward to NOT seeing and lullaby-ing baby to sleep for a whole two upcoming weeks.

I'll blog when I blog. :P
Ciaoz!

Off to recuperating mode and hydrating me-self with some MORE H2O.

It's a start.

It's a start.
Fresh start of May.

A very dear colleague of mine said, when a bad thing happened, there will come a good news.
Like a silver lining over a dark cloud.
Or something like that.

After the horrifying incident of past weeks, after losing my wedding band... I finally can say this out loud for certain....

I GOT INTO MASTER PROGRAMME OF OPHTHALMOLOGY THIS YEAR!!!

Fuhh... that felt nice!

Some people congratulate me. Some say, it's half the job done. Getting into the programme is not easy. Never been easy and I am blessed, I supposed. Some people, well they say "Welcome to hell" -.-
It feels like entering medical school for the first time, all over again.
Literally IT IS! It is a 4-year programme and lucky for us, I got outcampus, which means, two years in Kuching and the final two years in KL. Otherwise, I would have to pack my life and transfer straight to KL coming June. Oh the horror. 

I know there should not be a hint of doubt anymore now that I have already chosen this path. But, I am only human. I can't help being worried about the new commitments and the new responsibilities. Can I do it? Can I study like how I used to? Can I still perform like the never-ending Energiser battery? More importantly is this concern that has been bombarding the back of my head.... will I compromise my role as a Mother, a Mummy if I were to pursue my career? Can I work and study and mother at the same time? Can I do them all at the same time? Can I still do it? When you have so many roles to be, for so many people, it's okay to quiver. Just for a little while. :P 

But one thing for sure. This is what I have always wanted. This is it!

No matter what, I have to go through this. Come what may, pass the papers and exams and get myself certified as a specialist. No matter what, I know I will have to do my very best!!!! Simply because I can't afford not to - I still have a whole lot of other things to do! Mothering, that's it.

Many of us are mothers now. I know I can't have a mind blowing career, like my single ladies counterparts, without having to sacrifice the attention-demanding toddler at home. I have to consider my family in line. I know my pursuit for my dreams will not be a flowery sunshiney easy journey because I have a growing (and screaming) toddler, who needs me as much. But honestly, that doesn't mean that I can only have one or another. That doesn't mean that I should drop what I want to do in life in exchange of something else, something easier. Taking the easy way out is not my style. And simply because I REFUSED to believe otherwise! I do believe I can have them both! When the tide is high, when the ride gets tough, HOLD ON TIGHT AND HANG IT THERE! It just means that I need to have a strongER will, a steelER determination and a more stubborn mind to be successful.

There is a quote that both Dear Hubby and I very much like to use -> "You can sleep when you are dead".

Very sadistic. Very bitter funny huh. But it's crazy true. 

I'd just have to prioritise my time and needs, do things one at a time. Focus focus focus. Accept all the help with gratitude. Dear Hubby and family have always been extremely super duper supportive in my endeavours. I just have to double up what I am doing now and continue to strive my best!!! Yes, very 'Convent' in my very core.

So, yeah.... this is me. At a start of my student life again.
It's a start. It's a start alright.

A start of a long four years to come. A whole long gruesomely challenging years to come.
I foresee eye bags + panda eyes + pimples + wrinkles in my future -.-
If only they have Nescafe infusion. 

I SO WANNA BE CHRISTINA YANG OF GREY'S ANATOMY right now!!!!