The more we get together

I am out! In Taipei, to be exact.



Some Audfit shots first because I haven’t had the luxury of taking them for fun for so long!








Not my normal style but thought I’d try something new!  Blue slip dress is from Young Hungry Free.

Fatty is here on business and I decided to follow him for a break.  Win win cos with me around, he won’t be so homesick, and I wanted to get away for a while after last week’s meltdown.

(But then the last two days before we came, the two critters suddenly about faced and behaved like angels. -_- Fighter was very sweet and manja, and Penny started becoming super smiley omg.  Even during her night feeds, she’d open her eyes and smile like I was the best thing she ever laid eyes on wtf.

These guys really know how to manipulate my heart wtf.)

Anyway.  Weirdly, the one thing I was really looking forward to for this trip was sitting in a plane with no baby on my lap WTF. Hahahaha oh how my standards of a relaxing holiday have changed.

I settled into my seat and buckled my seatbelt without waiting for an infant belt.  I pulled down the shutters and took a nice two hour nap.

After I woke up, I was served lunch and I ate. Leisurely! While reading my Kindle! With nobody to tussle with, or feed or scold for making a mess.

And then I decided to listen to some music over the flight entertainment system.

Don’t count car radio but it’s been years since I last just sat down and listened to music.  With a good book no less.  I’d forgotten that I actually like music!  I’d forgotten all these songs I was listening to now because my days are filled with nursery rhymes, or no music at all.

It felt so amazing to be listening to all these long lost, loved tunes!  Granted my taste by today’s standards is supremely uncool la cos I only like super oldies from the 60s and 70s and showtunes wtf.

Then I started worrying what if I’m not cultivating musical inclination and culture into Fighter and Penny cos we don’t turn on music at home wtf.  When I was a kid my parents would always have a tape on especially on road trips and I grew up listening to their music (which probably explains my musical tastes wtf)

But I’m digressing.

There were so many things on the trip that came back to me.

I remembered how much I miss listening to music.

I remembered I actually had favorite songs and artistes.

I remembered what a luxury it is to be able to order food without worrying if Fighter could eat it too.

I remembered what it feels like to wake up, then snuggle back down to sleep again with no babies around to care for.

I remembered how nice it is to be able to sit down and read for as long as I want.  And to do anything else at leisure!

To leisurely do my makeup and then take selfies hahaahah.

To take walks and browse in shops without heaving a toddler or baby on my hip, and to stay out without checking the clock for bedtime.  (Although not to say stay out very long also la cos we’re old now wtf)

I’d forgotten that I like meeting Fatty’s business associates.  And sitting in on meetings and learning new things.

I’d forgotten how nice it is to talk to adults about non-kid topics.

I remembered all this after so long.  In the day to day of being as good a mom as I can, I’d forgotten other parts of myself.  Being a mom is now my identity, but it should not be my only identity.

I was looking forward to this trip as a way to relax but it gave me more than that.  It gave me the reminder to hold on to the rest of myself.  I am a mom primarily but I am also a person with interests, opinions and hopes.  For the sake of myself and my family, I should not forget that.


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To be or not to be

Today has been one of those days when I wish I wasn’t a mom.

Come to think of it, this is the first time I’ve actually thought that.

The past few nights have been pretty rough with Penny waking up and crying more for milk more than usual.  But last night took the cake.

She woke up at 3.45 am for milk so I fed her and she went back to sleep. So far, so good.  But then an hour later she woke up again.

I thought she couldn’t be hungry so I tried patting her back to sleep.  Instead she got angrier and angrier because I think she couldn’t go back to sleep fast enough for her liking.  She woke up and had a full blown baby tantrum.  And when Penny tantrums, the world shakes wtf.

Nothing helped.  I cradled her, shushed her, patted her, walked her around, she kept getting louder and angrier.

Beside me, Fatty covered his ears with a pillow wtf.

She was so loud I thought she would wake Fighter in the next room so I brought her downstairs with me where she finally calmed down, although I dunno how long it took – I was that out of it.

And this morning I had to get up early to take Fighter to school so I’m feeling like ten kinds of shit.

I admit –  Penny is a very difficult baby.  On bad days I think that maybe because we had a smooth delivery with her (compared to Fighter), so now we have to go through a tough time.

My breastfeeding journey with her hasn’t been the smoothest of trips.  The first two months was fine but somewhere within the third month she started becoming very hard to breastfeed.  It got so that when I even laid her in the position to breastfeed, she’d arch her back and start screaming.

And once she starts, it’s nearly impossible for her to stop.  I’ve had her cry in my arms for two hours straight while I slowly went insane.  When she cries, she flails and kicks, and she just screams louder and louder.  She’ll spit out her pacifier, and walking, patting and rocking her does nothing to help.

Sometimes, very loud shushing does work, combined with vigorous rocking but it’s not 100% effective either.

Because she’s so hard to feed, what I have to do is basically let her cry until she gets so tired she goes to sleep.  Then when she’s half asleep I stuff my boob into her mouth and she drinks herself to sleep wtf.  Do you realize how that sounds?  That I have to let my baby cry so she’ll drink her milk?

I have no problems feeding her in the middle of the night cos she’s so sleepy then.

Can you imagine the amount of stress and crying we go through every day though?  When she cries long enough I feel like crying too.  And it sounds awful but when she doesn’t stop I feel like throwing her down or covering her mouth — anything to make her stop.

I don’t think she’s in pain or sick, because sometimes when we successfully distract her – usually Fatty taking over – she calms down fast enough and even smiles at us. -_- But then it’s like she remembers she was angry and starts again wtf.  Her temperament is impossible.  That said, I’m planning to take her to the pediatrician tomorrow just to get her checked.

It’s really taking a toll on me.  When she laughs and plays with me I’m so grateful.  But when she starts her uncontrollable crying, I want to jump out of the window.  I look at her crying face and I feel so sad I can’t calm her.  But some small sorry pathetic part of me wishes I had a different kind of baby.  What kind of mother am I?

So this is what I’ve been struggling with for the past two months.  And tonight Penny was asleep in her room.  It was Fighter’s bedtime so I washed him up and got him his milk.  I carried him into their room, where our nanny was.

She told me she would put Fighter to bed so I left.

Then I heard Fighter shouting and knocking on our door (our room connects to the kids’).

Penny had woken up thanks to his shouting so I told nanny to tend to her while I did the same for Fighter in our room.

Instead of going to sleep, Fighter walked all around our room, playing.  He heard Penny’s voice in the other room and wanted to go and knock on the door again. -_-  I wouldn’t let him for fear he’d agitate her further… and he threw a fit.  After all the Penny pinching he does, suddenly so caring wanna go see his sister?

He screamed so loudly I scolded him and threatened him with the naughty corner.  And this is where it got heartbreaking.  He hates the naughty corner so I saw him actually take a deep breath and try to stop himself from crying.  He gasped and hiccuped but still went on crying loudly.

Fatty was on the phone in our room and Fighter wanted to go to him, but Fatty waved us off.  It triggered another tantrum in Fighter who was probably confused and heartbroken why Daddy didn’t want him.  And Penny started crying again in the next room.

What ensued was me alternating between trying to soothe and hug Fighter who was struggling and screaming in my arms, and raising my voice and threatening him with the naughty corner again – something I’m not proud of.  In retrospect I believe he was too emotional to control himself but at that point I thought he was being willful, refusing to obey me.

He finally fell asleep hugging me.


While I write this, he’s still sleeping in the position I left him.

I know I don’t mean this, and tomorrow will be a fresh new start, but at this moment I wish I was single with nobody to look after except myself.  So I don’t have to feel like a failure.  So I don’t have to be the person I was today.

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Spray it don’t say it

OK I know you all are busy people.  So am I *ahem* So I’ll make it quick.

Just like this Vaseline Intensive Care Spray Body Lotion.

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Comes in two variants – Aloe Soothe and Dry Skin Repair. Yep, instead of just spraying body mist or perfume on yourself you can spray body lotion on yourself to moisturize in seconds.  Perfect for lazy busy people like me. ^^ Vaseline is one of the go-to brands for body moisturization and skincare and it’s great they’re innovating like this. Gone are the days where you have to dig your fingers into a jar of cream, or even push a pump to squeeze out lotion. You thought nothing could get easier than pumping lehhhh.

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Simply twist the top to ‘unlock’…

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And spray the desired amount onto your skin!

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The lotion is much thinner than a normal Vaseline, cos it has to spray out obviously.


It’s actually quite watery so it’s very easy to smooth out and massage into skin.  Don’t need to massage so hard (I normally have to massage quite hard and ‘push’ the lotion to other areas of my skin wtf) for it to be distributed evenly.

CIMG4313  So easy!

DSC_0052I normally moisturize after shower and I take forever to shower and get ready hahaha Fatty always gets annoyed.  This handy product really cuts down my shower/beauty time, I love it!


And one more thing I like about it is that I can pack it in a suitcase and not worry about leakage as with a normal pump bottle or jar. :)

If you’re interested in getting one yourself – do check out at Guardian and Watsons - they will be having special promotions for Vaseline from time to time.

For more details, check out the Vaseline website (there’s a discount voucher that you

can download!) or Facebook page.

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What I learned about traveling with kids


So we’re back in the comfort of our own home, with our own beds and amenities.  We’re more or less recovered from our trip to Sydney – although some things will never be the same again wtf.

Will we be doing it again? Hell no!  Okay fine, never say never.  But definitely not for a long time to come.  I shiver just thinking about it. Maybe in seventeen years or so. Hahahaha.

We thought it would be hard, but we didn’t realize it would be Difficulty Level: Asian.

Now with things in the near past, we can look back and laugh a little at what we went through.  It was a tremendous experience wtf.  So I thought I’d do a blog post on things we’ve learned about traveling with young children, and about ourselves

1. Kids are terrible travelers

This was something that completely did not occur to me.  Fighter was a complete nightmare wtf.  He was irritable, threw tantrums at the slightest provocation, and was nearly impossible to put down for naps or bedtime.  He refused to even walk or sit in the stroller most of the time, demanding to be carried around as if he weighs as much as a feather pillow.  He turned down most foods, preferring to munch on fries and cookies mostly.  Towards the last couple of days, he even refused the fries.  Worst of all, he was constipated for four days until I resorted to feeding him stool softener.

But a few days in, we realized what Fighter’s problem was.  He was in a new environment which he was uncomfortable with.  He was also probably over stimulated, hence the difficulty in going to sleep.  And since he only ate fries, no wonder he became constipated, which further worsened his mood.

Penny on the other hand, was the perfect baby.  She fed and slept on the go wherever we were, and was happy as long as she was in her carrier or stroller.


Lesson learned is – if you’re going to travel, go when baby is too young to know better!  Do it when all they do is eat and sleep.  Jet lag may not even affect them much seeing as they’re sleeping most of the time.  

2. Bring a baby carrier / stroller   Fighter is a lost cause but these two items were life savers for Penny!  Mostly she traveled in her Ergobaby (got it from Bloom and Grow Malaysia) strapped to me and she’d sleep for two hours straight (her normal naps are 45 minutes max -_-) then wake up to feed and either be in a good mood, or fall back asleep. Win!   She slept well in the stroller too but I felt more secure with her in the Ergobaby.  The stroller was super useful for putting diaper bags, blankets, and random baby paraphernalia though.   If you’re planning to travel, either one of these items is a must.  Having said that, I’m glad we brought both; it worked out best for us. 3. My husband is a hero and we make a fantastic tag team DSC_0286 Our roles in marriage are like this – Fatty brings home the bacon and I manage the house and kids.  Very straightforward.  But on holiday, he really stepped up!  He took on Fighter so I could be free to care for Penny. Before this, Fatty had never even bathed Fighter but he did a fantastic job!  Sometimes we switched kids but for the most part, Fatty fed, bathed, dressed and kept watch of Fighter. He even put him to bed and slept with him. And left me enough peace of mind and sanity to take care of Penny without worrying about whether Fighter had pants on wtf. To be honest, I was a bit doubtful of his abilities since at home he mostly just plays with them.  But it’s hot wtf.  Made me fall a bit more in love with him hahahaha.

3. My son loves me!


Ya as though I didn’t know this before wtf.  But at home with the helper, in the day time I end up spending most of my time with Fighter, if I’m not feeding Penny.  Fighter can get super clingy (and slightly jealous of Penny) so while he’s awake I try to spend more time with him and nights with Penny.

But in Sydney I had no choice but to be full on Penny.  I thought Fighter would be okay since he loves his Daddy too, plus his grandparents were around.  And most of the time he was okay playing with everyone, but at times when he saw me coming, I’d see his eyes light up at the sight of me… then his face fall when he realized I was holding Penny.

A bit heartbreaking but he has to accept it la hahahahaha.  And I secretly love it cos it means he really loves me! #glasshalffull

4. More than one kid is like a mine field


When one cries, it invariably triggers the other one to start screaming too.  Soon you’ll wonder if you still have ear drums.

5. Book a hotel instead of AirBnB

This is purely personal preference of course, but our experience in Sydney left me thankful we stayed in a hotel instead of an AirBnB.

Of course, with AirBnB you get the comforts of an entire house (if that’s what you booked), access to a washer, kitchen, etc.  But what you don’t get is daily housekeeping.


Because shit happens.

Any parent will know that things can get very messy with kids.  In our case, Penny tends to poop with a lot of force.  What happened was I was holding her, wondering if it was time to change her diaper, when she farted, and suddenly my arms were warm and wet, and I heard a loud splat coming from the bed in front of me.

Stunned, I shifted my gaze to the bed and saw a yellow splotch.  Then I saw it this time.  A stream of poop shot out from ABOVE Penny’s diaper, flew to the bed, and enlarged the yellow splotch.

Poop started dripping down the bed.  And on to the carpet.

So yeah.  Never was I more thankful that I could call housekeeping and not have to deal with it myself.  I had to pay for laundry services to wash our clothes but it was worth it wtf.

6. Bring spare clothes… lots of them!


Because, you know, shit happens.

7.  The bonding makes it worth it

We were suffering.  We were counting down the days till we got to go home.  We were secretly discussing going for another holiday to recover from this one.  But even as we were going through hell, we knew this was an invaluable experience.

On one of our last days, Fatty turned to me and said, “You know despite everything, the best part of this trip is that we really got to bond with the kids.”

Exactly what I had been thinking!  Because we weren’t out at work, or events or meetings throughout the day, we spent literally every second with our kids.  As I said, our nanny watches Penny in the day while I take Fighter to school, walks, and do other duties and good as she is, she never figured out Penny’s schedule.

But after a few days of me taking Penny, I figured out her schedule is actually super predictable.  She gets sleepy exactly 1.5 hours after her last nap, and hungry the minute she wakes up.  Nanny couldn’t catch her sleepy cues so Penny would get immensely cranky at home. T_T  I felt like I finally had special quality time with Penny that I didn’t really get cos I was always distracted by a clingy and attention demanding Fighter, and got to know her personality – she’s actually super cheerful, but a bit timid.  And she loooooves attention hahaha.

As for Fighter, he learned that he could depend on Daddy to take care of him.  Fatty learned how to properly look after him so I think they really bonded too.


So that’s what we learned.  Now to go plan our next holiday.  Without kids. Hahahaha.


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Of Sydney and Parent Judges

If my last post wasn’t clear, we were in Sydney for a week last week.

Australia has never been one of my top destinations cos… what’s there to do there anyway wtf.  No offense Aussies!  When you ask people their dream destination, you get answers like London, Paris, Tokyo, New York… or even say, Egypt.  Do people really answer Australia? :X

Or is that just me wtf.

But this trip we had a very good reason for going!  Fatty’s company Netccentric was listing on the Australian Stock Exchange and he and Ming needed to go to officiate and ring the bell.

We haven’t been on a proper holiday since before I found out I was pregnant with Penny so we decided to bring the two kids.


The ASX early Monday morning.  My first time ever! In any Stock Exchange really.


Oooh everything looks so important.


Fatty and Ming ringing the bell indicating Netccentric has been listed!

So proud of them, especially my Fatty.  They’ve come a long way since eight years ago when they were just fresh graduates diving into entrepreneurship and look where they are now.  Bigger and better things will come their way I’m sure. :)


Uh Fighter wanted to ring the bell too wtf.


We had to be there sharp at 10.45 am and with two kids it’s a miracle you get anywhere on time. >_> We managed though! Although under her fuzzy white bear suit, Penny is still wearing her jammies WTF.  Must be the only person ever to turn up at ASX wearing pajamas hahahahaha.

She slept all the way until it was time to go so I didn’t have time to change her! Just hurriedly swapped her diaper for a fresh one, yanked on the fuzzy suit and off we went.

This photo is the reason why I wanted to bring both kids though – Fatty and our parents were against it – it was a big moment for Fatty and I wanted our whole family to be there.  This photo would be looked back upon and we could tell both of them that they were there at Daddy’s achievement.


With my in laws whose faces I covered for their privacy. I think we kind of ruined their holiday wtf.  They were an awesome help with Fighter, watching him so I could get some rest/food, and go see the Opera House at least. Thank you mum and dad. IMG-20150706-WA0012


With Tim’s uncle and aunt.


Next generation fashion blogger. Lol.

Such style! Such swag!

IMG-20150703-WA0002Before bedtime.

:X :X

Brought along the wrong sized diapers for Penny so every time she pooped she’d literally explode out of her diaper. More work for me hahahahahaha.


But who could get angry at this angel?

Unimpressed with the view.

DSC_0261Even more unimpressed. Hahaha.

The thug life chose me.

DSC_0256Us and Penny (Fighter napping in the hotel)

Shorty, Fatty and a Baldy.

That’s right.  The only places we managed to do was the Sydney Opera House and Harbour Bridge.  And Pitt Street Mall. (If those places also didn’t go then really fail la wtf.)

Because…. traveling with two kids under two is insane. T__________T

There’s something that I want to say though.

Fatty Dayre-d about how tough we were finding it and he received a comment which I found quite offensive.

The commenter said (I’m paraphrasing but not much), “It’s easy taking care of two kids. You people in Asia have it easy.”

She’s not a hater so I know she didn’t say it just to hate on us.  But I still took it personally wtf.  What does she mean?  Is she indirectly praising herself because she has an easier time taking care of her kids? Is she belittling our efforts?  Is she judging us for employing help? Does she think that because she has no help she has higher moral ground/more grounds to complain? IS SHE QUESTIONING MY PARENTING SKILLS?

When I was done being offended I tried to think more clearly.

It’s true that having a helper makes things a bazillion times easier.  Don’t say cleaning and housework but when it comes to the babies, it helps.  If I need to run an errand or attend meetings, I don’t need to strap a baby into a sling, I can just leave her napping while I pop out to the store.  Or if I need to write this blog post, I can just leave the kids with her for an hour while I bang something out.

But it’s not as if I’m shaking my legs at home wtf.  I’m still the one waking up at night, feeding, bathing and dressing them, although I must admit that recently I just bathe Penny and while I’m drying and dressing her, our helper bathes Fighter to save time.  And she also washes my bottles yay wtf.

In Sydney, it was just me and Fatty in a tag team, which is not too different from me and the helper.  So I took Penny and even slept with her on the same bed, while Fighter was Fatty’s responsibility.

Penny was (mostly) a breeze to care for.  All she does right now is play a bit, eat and sleep and since I’m breastfeeding I could feed her wherever we went.  And I either strapped  her into a carrier or put her in the stroller and she napped like a champion.  She did have a couple episodes of colic though, but we pulled through it.

It was Fighter that was the problem.  It wasn’t the usual duties revolving around him that was the issue – it was that he wasn’t at home.

Fighter turned out to be a terrible traveler.  Although he was with us and his grandparents – all familiar faces – he was in a new environment which made him uncomfortable.  He normally doesn’t mind walking but in a new place he felt insecure and refused to walk.  Or sit in his stroller.  He only wanted to be carried so Fatty and Ah Ma and Ah Kong nearly put their backs out lugging him around. :X

Secondly, he turned out to be a Chinaman baby and refused most foods we offered him FOL.  Fish and chips, burgers, pizza, all also don’t want.  He only wanted fries so most of the meals he ate only fries.  After a while he even turned down fries and we realized he missed Asian food! Hahaha.  I do my best to expose him to as many different foods as I can, but at home we mostly have Chinese food so I guess that became his favorite.  In the last two days we went for Asian food only and then only he started eating.

Because he didn’t eat his veggies either, he also developed severe constipation. -_- Which resulted in him getting even more cranky and disrupted his sleep cos I think he’d wake up to try to poo and fail, and get even angrier omg.  At the slightest provocation he’d scream and throw tantrums. It was a nightmare. T_T

Then when he screamed, he’d sometimes wake up a sleeping Penny, and SHE’D scream and all us adults also felt like screaming and stabbing ourselves.  Especially when we were cooped up in a car wtf.

A lot of mothers around the world take care of two or more kids on their own and I really really respect their gargantuan efforts.  Clearly I am not such a mom because we are lucky enough to have help; an extra pair of hands when mine are full, and someone who can pick up the ball if I drop it.  I do my best but in your eyes maybe I’m not good enough.

To the commenter, you forgot to take into account that my toddler may not be as obliging or flexible as yours.  Your toddler may be coordinated and disciplined enough to help you bake cookies, but my Fighter will more likely than not spill flour and eggs and escape with my spatula.

Your two year old may be awesome at new places and holidays but as it turns out, mine sucks at it.  It was the middle of winter and he was so uncomfortable with new routines that he wouldn’t even put on his jacket (we don’t need jackets in Malaysia), which resulted in screaming fests every morning and we dreaded facing it so much we just left it on the whole day, even indoors where it was warm.  You forgot to consider that newness can be scary for toddlers, and that we lacked familiar home comforts which would have helped very much.

Even if I had never had a helper, I doubt I would know how to cope with a screaming, crying, ball of crazed energy, in addition to a slightly colicky baby for a week.

So to the commenter, I wish you wouldn’t judge.  I wish you would remember that every person and baby is different.  Maybe my baby is crazier than yours and maybe that’s my fault too.  I’m sure you raised your child well enough for him to not have meltdowns or go nuts, and credit must be given to you.  But I do my best because that’s only what I can do.  A little more support from a fellow mom would be nice. :)

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The story of the baby hater

So as you may have seen on me and Fatty’s Dayres, we had a very unpleasant encounter with an Australian man yesterday on our flight back from Sydney.

(yes we were in Sydney. For a week.  With a baby and a toddler.  This warrants a post of its own which will be coming up after this wtf.)

So it was the end of a very stressful and harrowing week for us.  At the check-in counter we had already checked in three suitcases but we still had a crapload of stuff with us – I had Penny strapped to me in a baby sling and I was pushing her stroller filled with the world’s heaviest diaper bag, water and snacks for Fighter and miscellaneous items that fell out of our suitcase wtf.  Oh and my backpack.  Fatty had his backpack and was carrying Fighter.  We were bogged down but we were at the finish line! All I wanted to do was climb onboard the plane and endure the last leg of our trip so we could go home and rest.

Stepped on board and located our seats.  It turned out I was on an aisle seat and Fatty was in the seat across the aisle from me.

baby haterI drew a diagram for your reference.

Next to me by the window was a big Australian man, in his fifties.  He was talking on the phone when he saw me and said to his phone,

Oh god there’s a bloody baby next to me.


Fine I totally understand.  Nobody likes a crying baby on a plane and before having kids myself I was exactly the type of person whose head would whip around to locate the source and cock stare the poor kid and parents wtf.  So I get it that nobody wants a baby around on a flight cos of the high risk of high blood pressure and insomnia wtf.  In fact, I was considering buying candy to bribe my fellow passengers in case Penny or Fighter cried wtf.

Fatty and I settled into our seats and I noticed my neighbor going to talk to the flight attendants.  He was gesturing and I got that he was complaining about having to sit next to a baby.

He came back looking kind of dejected though so I assumed the crew probably told him he had to wait to see if there were any available seats or something.

I certainly didn’t want to make the poor guy suffer unnecessarily.  I noticed that there was nobody seated next to Fatty, so I said to him, “Excuse me, but don’t worry I’ll be moving to the other row to sit with my husband so you don’t need to bother about my baby.”

I don’t remember what he said exactly but something along the lines of how he has to transit from KL to London again and he’s damn tired and don’t want to put up with this yadda yadda. And then he said some other stuff in a grumbling tone which I kind of tuned out wtf.

I said, “Yes sure I understand.” But inside I was a bit miffed that I was doing him a favor and instead of saying thanks or sorry for the inconvenience, this man was just continuing to grumble about his misfortune of sitting next to me wtf.

Eh hello doing something nice for you leh need to keep harping on it??

Sadly for him, when I asked the crew if I could switch over and sit next to Fatty, they said cannot.  Because each row only comes with three oxygen masks and there wouldn’t be enough for all for us.  Which was why they seated us across the aisle from each other.

Too bad so sad for the baby hater.

I knew full well that Penny was going to cry at some point in the flight and started to feel quite uncomfortable sitting next to him.  So I asked Fatty to switch seats with me, figuring we had better chances with Fighter.

But noooo. Baby Hater’s eardrums too precious or something cos he then called over the head attendant and started haranguing him.

I couldn’t hear properly cos I was across the aisle by then but I pieced it together after it all.  According to Fatty who was sitting beside him, Baby Hater was complaining about how he’s some One World Emerald member or some nonsense like that, and was this how they treated special members?  By seating them next to a baby?

At this point, I saw Fatty’s eyes roll until can only see the whites wtf.

The head crew asked if he would like to switch seats away from the babies and he said NO. HE PAID FOR THIS SEAT (1A) AND BY GEORGE HE WAS GOING TO SIT IN HIS SEAT.

WTF. As if we didn’t pay for ours?!

(Actually we didn’t la, my fare and the kids were redeemed from points hahahaha but he doesn’t know that wtf.  And anyway you don’t pay for a particular seat what shit is this.  You can request it but you don’t pay extra to sit in a particular place la please.)

Then Baby Hater gestured at Fatty and said, “WHY DON’T YOU ASK HIM TO MOVE INSTEAD.”

Head attendant told him that wasn’t possible (because the baby bassinets were in our row so no way we could move to the back).

And Baby Hater said, “Why not? I’ve been an Emerald member for ten years blah blah always sit on Cathay blah blah how can you allow me to sit next to a baby yadda yadda been an Emerald member for so long and never been treated like this. And what is he?” (gesturing rudely at Fatty again)

This is when Fatty kaboomed.

He retorted, “I am to MAS whatever you are to your One World.  The fact is if you want to continue sitting here you’ll have to deal with it because both my kids are probably going to cry sometime in the flight.”

Baby Hater drew himself up and boomed, “Then maybe they belong in the back, in economy class, and you with them! My daughter is sitting in economy herself.”

Fatty lost his temper. “Well then it’s not my problem if you can’t afford to fly your daughter business class!”

Woah woah Baby Hater going to explode at this point. He hollered, “I COULD BUY UP THIS ENTIRE BUSINESS CLASS IF I WANTED TO. I JUST DON’T BELIEVE IN SPOILING CHILDREN. You’re one to talk – you didn’t even have to pay to bring your kids into business!”

Which is totally untrue and just goes to show how little he knows.  Infant fare is 10% of the adults and they don’t even get their own seat.  Noob.

Fatty obviously corrected him of his stupid notion but he ranted on and on.  About how Fatty started it cos he wasn’t even talking to him, he was speaking to the attendant.  Fatty was like are you kidding me? You kept pointing at me and trying to ask the crew to make ME move right in front of me, how is that not rude and involving me?

I also got angry and spoke up, “Yes and I was trying to help you out by requesting to change seats and you didn’t even have the courtesy to say thanks or be nice about it!”

I can’t remember what was said after that but he ranted on for a bit and demanded compensation from the crew which they respectfully denied.  How? Already offer him alternative seats he still don’t want.  What else can they do?  The argument kind of petered out with the head attendant patting Fatty on the hand to calm him down hahahaha.

I was boiling at the arrogance and selfishness of this asshole.  I was still thinking of things to say back to him when suddenly Fatty turned to him again and said, “Look. Let’s start over.  I apologize for saying you couldn’t afford tickets – that was uncalled for. My issue is that I would like to move if I could but I can’t because the baby bassinets are here and I have to sit with my wife to help her with the baby.  What is your issue?”

Baby Hater more or less calmed down and started speaking in a nicer tone.

But across the aisle I was fuming and indignant.  I wanted to go over and make Penny gnaw on his head or something wtf.  Later on, I asked Fatty WHY DID HE APOLOGIZE!?

Fatty said he felt that he was out of line making personal insults and implying he was poor wtf.  Besides the flight was eight hours and Fighter was bound to make noise at some point, and he didn’t want to deal with more shit from Baby Hater.

From his end, Baby Hater explained he was trying to make a fuss to get compensation, hoping they would switch his seat and upgrade his daughter. And he was surprised why Fatty jumped in cos he didn’t think it concerned Fatty.

Ummm then it just means he’s too cheap to pay for a business class ticket for his daughter and wants to get a free upgrade by yelling and ruining people’s day???

And guess what?  After Fatty apologized, Baby Hater never did.  No apology for inconveniencing us, no sorry for being rude, and definitely no apology for the crew who got yelled at for nothing.

In fact he confided in Fatty that in his experience, making a big enough fuss would get you what you want on flights WTF.


I feel sorry for whoever has to service him.


This was a picture I took later to show you guys our seat positions.  I’m on the aisle, and the window seat next to Fatty is Baby Hater.


The happiest one of us hahaha in her bassinet.


Snapped this picture of Fighter drinking his milk and accidentally captured Baby Hater.  Flight crews, be very afraid. Lol.

At one point Fatty asked if I thought he should move seats next to Passenger X so Baby Hater wouldn’t have more reason to hate babies.  I told him, if Fighter is going to annoy someone, shouldn’t it be someone unpleasant rather than someone who didn’t do anything?” Hahaha.

The lesson learned is this.  Nobody wants to listen to a crying kid in a confined space.  Heck, I hate it myself.  But what to do, kids on flights are a necessary evil.  Obviously I’ll do my best to make sure my kids are as undisruptive (is that a word?) as possible but we have every right to be on a plane, same like everyone else.

Also, making a fuss will get you nothing.  Except a whole blog post dedicated to you. Hahahaha.

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My review of the Stokke Scoot

Some of you might know that I settled on getting a Stokke Scoot for Penny.

I’d deliberated between getting a double stroller to carry both kids, a single stroller for Penny, or buying a new pink canopy for the Bugaboo Bee and letting Penny ride in it.

Me and my Bee.

  • Double stroller – just too damn heavy.  Besides, Fighter usually hates being in any stroller or cart so it would just be a waste of space.
  • Keeping the Bee for Penny – what if one day Fighter wants to sit in his stroller again?
  • New single stroller – best option

So I settled on the Stokke Scoot!  One key factor was that it comes in pale pink hahahaha.  The one I got is a limited edition one though; there are two versions – pale pink or dusty blue with polka dots.  Obviously I chose the pink one.

I’ve been using it for a month or so now and here’s my review on it.  Note: Not a stroller expert so Imma compare it to the only other stroller I know, the Bee.

Fresh from the oven store!

So this is what it basically looks like from the front.

Sizewise, the Scoot is quite large for a lightweight stroller, bigger than the Bee.  But that actually makes it feel more stable.  I don’t know the exact weight but it feels heavier than the Bee as well.  Bad cos I have no muscles and therefore prefer lighter models but good because the stroller feels tough and stable.


When you fold it up, it comes off in two.


I actually find the Scoot a lot easier to fold.  There are two big buttons to push on the side to unlock the seat and they are easily accessible and don’t require a lot of effort to press.

Just press them simultaneously and lift the seat off the chassis.

[pic of chassis lock]

To fold the chassis, simply push the button to the front, squeeze the whole button down, and the chassis swings close.  In theory this is very easy but as I am a muscle-less flabby person, I find this quite hard to do.  I also found the Bee hard to close initially but after prolonged use, the movements got smoother so I expect the Scoot to be the same.

When folded, the Scoot takes up more space than the Bee because it comes in two pieces.


The seat fits two ways – parent facing and front facing.  And both ways, there are three positions available – Sleep, Rest and Active.

In the picture above, the seat is adjusted for Sleep, extended all the way down.  I use this for Penny cos she can’t sit up yet.  DSC_0002

This is the seat raised up to Active mode.


I love how easy it is to adjust – you actually change positions by buckling two different length straps which will hold the back of the seat up to whatever position you want.



The handle is adjustable with three rotatable positions to suit different heights!  Just press the button on the handle to adjust.  It also folds up completely for easier storage.



Another thing I like is the huge canopy!  When Penny is asleep there it completely shades her from any light hitting her face and I hope it partially blocks out some sound too hahaha.  There’s also little net cutouts on the side so she gets fresh air in and can look out if she wants.



If you don’t want the canopy, you can push it back somewhere in between or all the way (like this).



Storage basket underneath is pretty spacious.  It also comes in a standard squarish shape which can take more things.  Very easy to put things in from the back (where I stand), as opposed to having to go to the front to put stuff into the basket.

In comparison, the Bee’s basket is rounded which looks cute but may not be as efficient for storing things.


Harness is adjustable for two different heights.  When baby gets bigger, simply push the harness straps through a higher set of slits on the seat to accomodate a longer child.

The big button on the harness lock makes it easy to unsnap too.  I hate it when kids’ seatbelt straps have to be ‘locked’ together first before you can insert it into the buckle (which is what our car seat does).  This one (and the Bee)’s straps can be buckled separately making it a lot easier to strap in a squirming child.


Another thing that is missing from the Bee but that the Scoot has is the leg rest!  Never gave it much thought but if I were a kid, a leg rest would be nice to have. Hahaha.

Scoot tires feel big and… bouncy? Haha. I imagine they absorb shock quite well and because they’re quite big, I feel safe running it over small steps or uneven floors.

OK here’s my verdict.  My verdict is… I like both the Scoot and the Bee equally much. Hahahaha. *diplomatic

Both are lightweight models which is what I prefer.  I like bringing both out with me but there are some differences.  You can use them to figure out which stroller is right for you and your family. :)


Like I mentioned earlier, the Bee feels lighter, and therefore easier to cart around.  However, the Scoot definitely feels more stable and secure due to the extra weight.


Sorry, Scoot.  Bee wins this one hands down.  The Scoot delivers a decent performance when it comes to pushing it and maneuvering it around corners.  But Bugaboo makers have perfected the technology behind its movement and rolling.  The Bee just rolls like a dream; I can push it with one hand and still retain full control of it without feeling like it’s going to roll away from me.  Unfortunately, after a while of pushing the Scoot with a baby inside, my arms start to tire a little. :(


Storage goes to the Scoot.  The shape of the basket underneath allows us to fit more stuff in it, and it’s easily accessible from all sides.  As for the Bee, I find myself having to move to the front of the stroller to stuff things into the basket.


It’s possible that Stokke used a lighter canvas material on the seat to reduce weight but because of that, the Bee’s thicker fabric feels more high quality, like it could go through a war and still come out intact and comfy.


Despite the lightweight fabric used, the structure of the Scoot makes it feel like I could drop it from the third floor and it would be okay.  The Bee feels more fragile for some reason.


This is purely personal and the Scoot with their limited edition pink polka dot seat and canopy put up a good fight. Hahahaha.  But I still love the quirky looking Bee with the rounded spindly legs (it really does look like a bug!)


The rounded shape of the Scoot makes it more comfortable, sorry Bee.  The Bee’s seat is flattish and while it’s okay for bigger babies and toddlers, young babies probably feel more secure in the “cocoon” of the Scoot.



Penny definitely thinks so!  She sleeps very well in it – half an hour at a time which is amazing for her wtf.

That said, Fighter slouches whenever he’s propped up in the Bee which makes me think the Bee really isn’t that comfy for toddlers after all.

Also the Scoot comes with the leg rest which probably contributes to the comfort factor.

IMG_20150609_153122Ok the end wtf. Hope this makes your decision easier if you’re considering strollers!


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Mickey and Minnie

This is a complete filler post cos I haven’t finished typing out my Stokke Scoot review yet and I don’t wanna leave my blog unattended.

Going on a short trip to Singapore tomorrow so my Stokke review should be up by the weekend!

Anyway guess what today’s twinning theme was?

I give you a hint wtf.







Mickey and Minnie Mouse!

The only rodents I will not kill :X Hahahahaha.

(Fighter looks like he’s guilty caught doing something he’s not supposed to do.  Which is pull on the mobile like that la!)

The outfits are from Love, Bubsie too. They sent Penny the Minnie outfit and I saw they had a Mickey one too which I quickly ordered so I can do twinning for them again. :D



Actually they both hate the ears. -_-

Look at their faces hahaha.



Penny can’t speak yet so she’s just whining about her hat.  But Fighter is yelling at us for trying to put it on him hahahaha.



Explaining why he hates it. (It’s not cool and it’s itchy wtf.) *making things up



Back to messing with the mobile. -_-




So… who wore it better?

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7 superpowers parents have

Following up from my previous blog post on Panadol and “Unnecessary headaches parents face“, it occurred to me that parents are superheroes.  Now everyone knows that; it’s not a new revelation.  Moms and dads give things up for their children and put their kids on first priority.  If that’s not noble I don’t know what is.

But have you thought about the actual physical super powers a person develops once they become a parent?

Let me enlighten you.

Extra strong sphincter muscles


Your sphincter suddenly builds up overnight like Arnold Schwarzenegger and suddenly you’re holding your number twos in (or chopping them in half without further ado) like it’s your career.

All the useful to battle the dreaded Parent Toilet Curse – the curse that guarantees whenever you sit on the toilet for a number two there will come a scream from your offspring  that forces you to hold it in or finish up in 0.5 seconds and run out with pants around your ankles to fix whatever drama is happening.

I don’t know about you, but my sphincter muscle is practically ready for the Olympics, the amount of times I’ve had to run out of the toilet and tend to a screaming baby.

Ears like a bat 


It starts as soon as your child is born and I don’t think it ever goes away.  You suddenly develop the auditory talents of a bat and can hear your child’s cries even a mile away.  Supersonic bat hearing extends to even when you’re in deep sleep – the second your child cries, you’re wide awake and jumping out of bed to comfort the source.

However, sometimes this superpower can sometimes be overly sensitive, causing parents to tense up because they’ve confused another kid’s cry with their own child’s.  Or worse, hear your baby crying even when there’s no sound.

Movements at the speed of light 

Superheroes flash into action whenever a crime has occurred or someone calls for help.  Super Parents are no different.  The second they sense their child is in danger, an electrical current jolts through their body and they leap into action.  They can’t help it, it’s physiological. Lolol.


Very useful for times like when baby is falling off the bed.  Or reaching for a hot stove.  Once I woke up in the middle of the night (SuperParent sense tingling) and saw Fighter’s head dangling off the bed. O_O  Some more you know his head how heavy, it was only a matter of seconds before the rest of his body followed suite.

In a flash, my arm shot out and yanked him back to safety by the ankle.  And he continued sleeping through it all. -__-

Another time, Fighter actually fell off the bed. I woke up to the screaming with cold terror in my heard and couldn’t see him anywhere.   I leaped up and ran around our king sized bed in less than a second I kid you not and picked him up and cuddled him back into bed. I was pretty amazed at my own speed, to tell you the truth.

Ninja skills up

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Under normal circumstances you may be an elephant clomping around the room but enough times of your kid waking up after hours of rocking him or her and then finally putting them down and closing their room door a bit too loudly will change that.

One day you’ll be so adept at sneaking out of your kids’ room in total silence that congratulations! You’re ready to apply to be a member of the Society of Ninjas (must be one somewhere in the world)!  You’ll also memorize which door creaks, how to turn the doorknob a certain way so it doesn’t squeak and you also learn how to lip read cos all your nightly TV shows will now be on mute.

Human garbage disposal system

Diet be damned!  As a parent, your stomach is now ready for ANYTHING.  Anything your fussy kid rejects or leaves unfinished, you’ll end up eating so as not to waste food.

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Congratulations! You are now a walking talking human garbage disposal system.

A very strong heart

2015-05-19_16.59.24The most important superpower a parent possesses – a strong heart.  A heart that can take a beating from now until forever but will never be beaten down.

This heart will melt when your baby is placed in your arms for the very first time.  But it will be filled with love for your child.  You may think it may burst, so full it feels but it won’t.

Your child essentially holds your heart in their hands and at times they might even break it.  But a parent’s heart is resilient and it will always heal and it will never stop being filled with love and tenderness for their children.

Yes parents are superheroes (not saying that because I’m one now ahaha).  But I now realize how strong and amazing my parents are, now that I’m one myself and I do see the changes in me and Fatty since we became a mommy and daddy to Fighter and Penny.

P/S: Superheroes don’t get annual leave or MCs yo.  So imake sure your superhero powers are not affected when you’re sick with a Panadol!  When pain goes away, life takes its place.


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Over the weekend we were at Ming and Patty’s wedding in Bangkok.

We already planned not to bring kids cos it was just a weekend and I thought it might be too difficult and stressful to lug them there with us over just three days.  But then I found out it was no kids allowed so yay guilt alleviated hahahaha.

Nice to be on our own for a while!  I was looking forward to uninterrupted sleep but er that didn’t happen wtf.  Fatty and I were very relaxed though.  Until we were at the airport to come back and we were debating whether to extend the trip WTF.

But clinginess to the babies won wtf.

Anyway it was a beautiful wedding!  One of the most well planned weddings I’ve attended.  No surprise considering it’s Ming’s wtf.

Let the photos do the talking!



In the airport waiting to board.

The suitcases are our wedding present to Ming and Patty!  Suitcases symbolize their long distance relationship and always having to travel to see each other.  It also represents the journey they’re embarking on together as a married couple. :D  Nice lehhhh so symbolic hahaha.

We bought Rimowa suitcases and commissioned a local graffiti artist Cloakwork to jazz them up.



Arrived at the hotel, The Siam which was breathtakingly beautiful!  Ming booked the entire hotel for the wedding so in the corridor downstairs were all their wedding photos taken in Iceland all laid out.


The corridor inside our suite.  Super nice and won’t mind staying there again… but also super expensive wtf thanks Ming lolol.IMG-20150616-WA0015


Sitting area…IMG-20150616-WA0016

Sinks. I’ve said it once and I’ll say it again – our house next time will have double sinks!



Suite is massive!



Bath area.  Not bathroom cos it’s partitioned off with drapes only.


What I loved about the #mingandpatty wedding was that it was so intimate and personalized!  It was small and they managed to personalize so much of it to the guests.  Like this welcome gift basket.  A personal letter addressed to us, a Bangkok guidebook they designed themselves based on their own experience, traditional fans for the heat, mosquito repellant etc.  So lovely!



Celebrated Darren’s birthday…

Then after dinner Wendy and I made a run for Talad Rod Fai but we underestimated how far it was wtf.  Our hotel is by the Chao Phraya so we traveled like 45 minutes to get there and no time to shop much FOL D:



Next morning up bright and early for the traditional Thai engagement ceremony.  Wah lau everyone so dressed up I also feel underdressed in this outfit wtf.



With proud momma of the groom Mummy Tong.  She’s so glam and elegant I wanna be her when I grow old lolol.



And Jia Yi, sister of the groom :D


All the hemsem groomsmen. (why Fatty not here wtf)



Thai engagement ceremony starts with a ‘gatecrashing’ session too!  The groom and his entourage bear gifts and approach the bride’s family and go through some hurdles to get to the bride.



The hampers they carried were very elaborate and pretty!  One fella had to carry a hamper of sand though FHL must be damn heavy hahahaah.  Not sure what the sand represented – land ah?



Finally got the beautiful bride!  Patty is soooo pretty here!!



Receiving flowers and gifts from a representative of the Thai princess. D:  Actually I also dunno why wtf but someone told us one.



With the parents, while waiting for the auspicious time to exchange vows etc.



Oh sorry hahaha.


With Lay See!



And Wendy and Huiwen!



And Arya of Nuffnang UK! He said he always looks weird in selfies.  Like now he looks like his photo taken with a fish eye lens although no fish eye lens around at all HAHAHAHAH I GOTTA AGREE HAHAHAHAHA.



With the Sayres hehehe.


Vows done, time for tea ceremony!  Same as us!  The happy couple with Mummy and Daddy Tong.



Then a very nice part of the ceremony – guests poured water over the couple’s hands as a blessing. :) Sooo quaint and it feels like such a lovely gesture.

After that it was over and we went for lunch.



At Fatty’s favorite noodle place.



Then for massages! Thanks Pat (Nuffnang Thailand partner) for taking us around. <3



Then on our mission to get enough sleep we went back to the hotel and napped wtf *loser



Woke up and got ready for the wedding dinner!

Dress from Miss Selfridge!  Bought at the last minute cos my old dresses are still too tight for me FML.

Very nice but I don’t think I’ll wear it again so…. does anybody want to buy a preloved dress HAHAHA.  It’s still a New Arrival and only worn once!  Email me at fourfeetnine [at]!



Wow at the decor.



Registration table with our suitcases as decor lol.



Congratulations Tong family!!


With Wendy.  So glad she was there and we could go out together!   We’re also the only two in short dresses wtf dammit must level up already.

Some more I dunno was I packing blind or what but I forgot half my stuff!  Didn’t bring lash glue, concealer (OMGWTF), hair curler or any hair accessories at all!  Thought I’d have to go for dinner with bird’s nest hair but thank god for Wendy who had hair pins I could use to simply pin up my hair. Turned out ok from the front just don’t see the back hahahaha.



With Beatricesays hahaha first time meeting her and she’s so pretty!



With Kathleen, Ming’s friend from HK, Pat and his super cute girlfriend! She’s super pretty and cute leh! If I’m a guy she’d be my type WTF. *creepy

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With table mates Lay See and Kelly.IMG_20150614_204638


Sorry again. Hahahaha.


Gorgeous table decor.


Wedding speech.  Hehehe very happy for them la I think they’re perfect for each other.  Ming and Patty, may you have a wonderful life together filled with love, happiness and lots of kids. Lolol.



They flew Cole Page in to perform!  He’s not very famous I guess but he’s amazing.  He does a lot of work with Manchester United and performs at VIP functions at Old Trafford.  We saw him last time and I loved him hahaha.  Good choice guys wtf.



Pranked some of the best men by making them come onstage with him to duet hahaha.



Surprise performance by popular Thai artistes New and Jiew.



I dunno them obviously but clearly they are super famous.



Main course!



One more with Mummy Tong and Jia Yi!



After party where this bride and groom rocked the stage.  Dunno where they get their energy from Fatty and I concussed after our wedding dinner hahahaha while our friends went to party.DSC_0004


New & Jiew were there too so we took pics with them like groupies hehehe.

And that was the awesome wedding of the year.

CIMG4172Oops last one of the Short and the Fat.


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