Happy Mother’s Day

Broaching the subject of Mother’s Day with the Man can be quite scary. The other day, I casually mentioned that I had purchased some gifts for my Mom, sisters and some close Mommy friends for the upcoming occasion. As we can’t go out to celebrate the occasion, I hope that these presents would send some cheer along the way. The Man got agitated and said to me, “Well, if you are expecting anything from me, you are not getting any. You are not my mother and while the occasion honors mothers, it’s something the kid should do and not me.”

KILL JOY.

I mean, I was just sharing with him something that I did. I wasn’t expecting him to do anything. It would be nice but I know that it isn’t his nature and I wasn’t telling him all this to arm-twist him into throwing something fancy for me. I was just making conversation after a day’s of work and staying indoors.

OH WELL.

So I wasn’t expecting anything to be honest. My social media feed was filled with happy images of mommy friends with floral bouquets, gifts and meals lavished on them. While I secretly hoped that I would receive the same treatment. I know the time was not now for the Man has been under immense stress as well. Another place, another time then.

It was sufficient that the baby girl made me a card and showered me with unlimited kisses during the day. The Man and I played tag team to whip up a fancier than usual meal using caviar. I guess I didn’t want to draw too much attention to the occasion, I mean what’s the point of ruffling up his feathers?

But somewhere during the day, we did receive flowers for both me and the MIL! Presented by the kid who beamed and announced that she specially chose the flowers for us.

Truly my sweetheart!

Thanks to the Man for the lovely flowers! Next time don’t be so grumpy when I am just sharing about my day can. I mean, why ruin the feels? Thank you for all you have done!

Also, I thought if no one is going to make me happy on the ocassion to celebrate Mums, the least I could do is to make myself happy. So I went out and purchased this Coconut pudding from Soicco and it was absolutely divine. I finished 3 out of the 5 tubs on my own. Ain’t sharing with no one.

Half for you, Mama

We celebrated Mother’s Day a week ahead of the actual occasion as one can imagine it would be quite crazy to secure any decent restaurant reservations over the actual weekend. The Man brought us all for Japanese and we brought the little one along with us in tow (equipped with all her art materials).

Don’t want to jinx it but she’s at a lovely age now where she can actually eat her meals properly, enjoy the food that’s dished out in front of her, engage in actual conversations with us and the chef as well as sit down to do her craftwork/ colouring/ drawing if needed. We try to refrain from using technology devices unless really needed. To be fair, about 1.5 – 2 hours is all that she can probably take if we are dining out.

The omakase dinner that we had at Ishi was lovely and we really enjoyed the freshness of the sushi and sashimi that were dished out in front of us on top of the wine and sake that the Man ordered. The ending to our meal was a slice of musk melon that the Bub had much earlier when she finished her rice. I knew she would love another piece or two of the melon so I saved my last piece of the melon for her. She was coughing so we didn’t want her to have too much fruit as well.

What she did next really touched me.

She thanked me for the piece of the melon that I had given to her. Then she used the fork and cut the piece of melon into half. I initially thought that she was going to have them both but she fed me the melon with her fork and proceeded to finish up the remaining piece. “I share half with you, ok Mama?”

I must have teared up a little when she fed me with the melon. Such a precious thought coming from my little one. I hope she remains this way – little and pure. 🙂

New Zealand – a little something for everyone!

This is a re-cap of our annual family holiday that we took in 2018. YIKES! I know.. but it has been a crazy couple of months, with work at the Company and then work at MAPL (retail peak season), it’s like I finally got a chance to take a short break on my own and just chilling on ME time when the Bub goes off to bed.

But blogging has always remained close to my heart, so here’s an attempt of putting down the memories as I clear my back-log of photos/ posts.

Why New Zealand?

When the Man asked where we should go for our annual trip, I suggested New Zealand. Mostly because if we didn’t want to go back to Europe and a trip to the US with a young kid does sound quite daunting. New Zealand was a country I had wanted to head back to for friends with young kids who have been there do give it a thumbs-up for being close to nature. Also, I visited New Zealand when I was a teenager and it would be nice to go back to visit a country and see the changes that it has undergone in the last 20 years.

For our trip to New Zealand, the Man decided to use a travel company to plan our family holiday. We knew most holidays in New Zealand are self-drive but driving on holidays are also quite stressful – planning the route, making sure that the hours on the road are not too long for the driver, rest-stops, etc – the Man didn’t want to deal with this. I wasn’t going to be a good navigator, so we decided to leave the planning of our holiday in the good hands of the people who knew the ins and outs of the country instead.

As for the itinerary, we did have a couple of things that we wanted to incorporate on our holiday, such as golf for the man as well as sight-seeing for both me and the Bub. Because the Man and I are both big on wine and food, we wanted an itinerary that would be curated to suit our needs.

What we did as a family?

We couldn’t quite call it a holiday in New Zealand if we didn’t visit the Hobbiton Movie Set tour. This was done on Day 2 of our holiday where we didn’t quite adjust to NZ time yet and was horribly late in meeting our guide. The weather was also very deary and cold. We needed to be out at the set for a good 1 – 1.5 hours and so we braved the rains/ winds, dressed the Bub as warm as possible and decided to put forth our best smiles for the camera.

The tour coupled with anecdotes from our guide made it very enjoyable. We did catch Lord of the Rings and could associate with a couple of familiar scenes from the actual set. The Bub was probably tired from the cold so the Man did his fair share of weight-lifting as we meandered around the tiny set.

Fun fact! The Royals were also in town when we arrived in New Zealand and we visited some of the attractions before they did.

We (or least I) get a thrill out of saying ‘We did it first!’ before the Royals did. The Redwood Treewalk at Rotura was very enjoyable as the weather was cool and being up in the trees felt pretty surreal. The kid was also very adventurous in being the first to complete the tree-top walk. Competitive indeed!

Day 4 of our holiday, we took a private boat-ride on Lake Taupo where we experienced Taupo’s crystal clear waters. We sailed past the famous Maori Rock Carving which is only accessible on the water and it’s a must-see in Taupo.

We also opted to fish while on board as the area is protected and to fish in the lake, a special license must be obtained. Thankfully the weather cleared up quite a fair bit and sunshine greeted us as we both tried our hand at fishing.  The Bub also wanted in on the fun and was a tad disappointed when the fish she caught got away. We had to pacify her a little and tell her to try harder.

What we did in Queenstown:

In Queenstown where we spent the remaining 5 days of our holiday, we took a chartered plane ride to visit the famed Milford Sound. It was very beautiful admiring the alpine scenery and rainforest from the top. I think what would have made it more enjoyable on the almost hour-long plane-ride is if it could be accompanied with commentary or some music. The Bub was obviously very soothed by the ride that she fell asleep almost immediately after the plane took off. We were supposed to do a cruise back into town but because the weather had been bad while we were there, it was cancelled eventually.

We also enjoyed the Ben Lomond High Country Station private tour that saw us on an ATV zipping in and out of the countryside while stopping by to say hello to the thousands of sheep that were grazing on the hills. The little one enjoyed this up-close-and-personal touch with nature very much and was super thrilled by how the ATV could maneuver through tiny roads and river streams.

All in all, this trip to New Zealand saw us bond as a family and allowed us or rather me to fully rest from the hustle and bustle of city/ normal life. I really have been so worn out with work and it was good to just to not do anything and just turn in early to let the body rest.

I’ve only just scratched the surface on what we did on our holiday! Will probably try to find time to blog about where we stayed and what we ate in a follow-up post! Till then, dreaming of our next holiday already.

 

The bitter pill to swallow

The Man’s travel which largely incorporates work and golf has been punishing and he has been zipping in and out of the country. Coupled with my work plus business, the only time we possibly spend with each other is the waking and resting moments of the day. With our anniversary just round the corner and endless work dinners, I didn’t think we would even make it out to celebrate. Not that I am whining, over the years, we just accept and make do with what we can.

So the dinner at our fave restaurant started with the best of intentions but went horribly wrong as I went on to pour out my feelings to the Man because you know, I just wanted a listening ear, some advice on how to sort out my problems and really, to move on. I was emotionally and mentally drained from all that has been going on but it was taking a toil on me, because I know that I can’t do anything much about it.

The conversation went horribly wrong with me in tears as I stared at this Man across the table who vividly reminded me of my dad when he got angry. The flared nostrils, that frustrated look on the face and the fast-moving hand gesturing that almost signaled that of flipping the dinner table over. At that instant, I morphed into a helpless woman and I stood up, walked away after taking a couple of deep breathes. I knew this was not how we wanted our evening to turn out. I also knew that he didn’t want to behave the way he did but he was probably exasperated with having to tell me time and time again the solution. I would have reacted probably better if it was down in a more amiable tone but perhaps with age, there isn’t time nor patience left when dealing with an adult who’s probably experiencing mid-life crisis.

But the lashing did wake me up, it was brutal and a bitter pill to swallow but perhaps I needed it. I can’t change the problem nor the people (because no one can and will change unless they want to) but I can surely change my behavior since I am in control of that. It’s not easy but I know I will be able to do this ultimately. I will be okay.

Precious photos for the Christmas holidays

We’ve done our family portraits with Hart from Tomato Photo since the Bub is 7 days old and have gone on to take at least 2 more other shoots with him. We haven’t quite done a shoot with the Bub when she was between 2 to 3 years old so when Hart asked if we wished to update our family pictures. I thought it was timely to do so since we were also celebrating our 11th year wedding anniversary.

A photo-shoot with a 3.5 year old child wasn’t as easy as compared to when she was a newborn or a little toddler just learning how to walk/ run. Halfway during the shoot, she would have a mini meltdown, but all through it all, Hart was always very patient. We booked ourselves a staycation at the Ritz and so it served as a location for our photoshoot as we didn’t want to move from place to place. As compared to our previous shoots, I also wanted something a little more dressy so we decided to dress up in matching shades of red.

I’ve also kept my hair  a little longer now so I opted for a more feminine style this shoot and tied mini French braids. Do quite like the effect and wish that I could tie my own hair daily. Haha..

We even managed to sneak in a couple of shots with just the two of us while the Bub ran off to do her own thing for a little.

Super pleased with all our shots from Hart.. such precious keepsakes as we know update our photo-wall with these beautiful photographs coupled with happy smiles all round.

Things the Bub say

Just the other evening, I was showering the Bub and she was playing quietly in the corner with her bath toys. She was stacking her shells into one of the bath containers and picked out one rather large seashell.

Me: That’s a pretty seashell, Sophie. Where did you get it?
S: You remember? I picked it up at the beach.
Me: Oh, with who? (pretending)
S: With Daddy.
Me: Was Mama there?
S: No. Just Daddy.
Me: Yah, cos Mama went to work right? (I think I was in Seoul on a girls trip during that time and the Man brought the Bub out on a boat trip.)
S: Yah, I guess you must like work a lot.

I burst out laughing when she made the comment. I am hardly the workaholic but the days that I am not there for the little one, it’s usually because of work. I guess that’s where she made the link/ connection.

To new beginnings

Interesting quote that I came across that day:

Sometimes life closes doors because it’s time to move forward. And maybe that’s a good thing because we often won’t move unless circumstances make us do so.

I could relate and God will make everything good in his own time. With a leap of faith, I am really glad I made the decision to do something else. Sure, there are some sacrifices that I will have to make as a result but it will allow me to have more time to spend with the Bub and that’s what really matters.