Something I keep thinking about is if my kids will ever know the me I was before I became a mom.
I take vacations with Fatty, trips with girlfriends, solo staycations, all in the pursuit of myself. To do the things I want to do, not the fruit of my loins wtf.
It’s nice to remember when I’m by myself the things that define me. That I once wrote an honors thesis. That my music of choice is Broadway musicals and 2000s Jpop wtf. That I have an amazing sense of humor *ahem* that doesn’t just include fart jokes wtf. That I love learning and absorbing new things. That the beginning of new friendships excite me and make me feel a little like I’m falling in love.
But all these things that make me me don’t show up when I’m being Mommy. What they see is someone who’s generally calm but flares up when they whine (lol), whom when she’s on her phone or takes out her laptop is “doing work”, someone who dishes food into their plates for them and who they negotiate with when they’re full. They see the nagging person who rushes them to shower, who hollers at them to get back to bed when they come out with excuses at night. They see a person who drives them to school and picks them up, but maybe ceases to exist when they’re at school hahaha. They ask me about my childhood but to them it’s a faraway thought that entertains them and doesn’t have any bearing on Mommy today.
It hit me the other day because Fighter is seven years old now and starting to indulge in the world of poo filled humor and sometimes snarky school age talk. It really began after he started Standard One, where he’s mixing with a larger more diverse pool of kids. He’s more forthcoming with his opinions and they are sometimes damn blunt wtf. I don’t think he understands that some of the things he says (while not exactly rude) are also not very polite wtf. Seriously every stage is a new challenge. T3T
So recently I noticed that it’s become a sort of running joke with him that Mommy is the fierce one. Or Mommy is the grumpy one. Once we were talking about cheerfulness and Fighter was like, “that’s like Daddy”. It hit me that between me and Fatty, I’m actually the bubbly, silly one but the kids don’t even know that side of me . T_______T
What they see is Daddy as the fun one because Daddy makes the effort to funny and play with them. I rarely do that because I’m either too busy doing something or other, or looking at the clock to the next thing we have to do, or annoyed with them cos I’m breaking up fights or putting up with whining. :/
So Mommy becomes the cheerless, grumpy parent.
There’s no clear one way to fix this, but one of the things that we decided to change (Fatty came up with the idea actually) was how we managed screen time.
So every day the kids are allowed half an hour of iPad time. They set their own timers and turn off the screens when the timer goes off. Fighter is pretty good at this, although once or twice I went into his room at night to check on him only to find him awake and furtively using his iPad. Penny on the other hand is not so good at this, many times whining or asking for five more minutes wtf.
Generally we stick to this half hour rule but there have been more arguments and nagging than what I’d like. So Fatty suggested we give them a bit more autonomy in deciding their day.
We asked them how much screen time they would like in a day. They said an hour. This hour would include not just iPad time, but also Playstation or whatever game console which I was okay with cos they wouldn’t only be looking at close distances all the time.
We said that’s fine but we also need you to have more outdoor play time – to counter the staring at close screens, outdoor play would make them look further and rest their eyes – and learning time. Which could be anything they wanted as long as they learned something new – reading, drawing, doing workbooks. Most of the time they choose reading!
They agreed to it and even suggested themselves an hour for learning time.
How has it worked out so far? Pretty okay I think.
Because screen time is not as scarce as before, they don’t go full retard on it. Sometimes Penny even chooses not to do iPad time. And because they made the decision themselves, they’re pretty good at sticking to the times. Sometimes they forget about reading time, but when I remind them they do it without much fuss.
When it comes to reading, they always prefer me to read to them! *pulls hair out
Fighter can read on his own for a few years already but he still wants me to read to him especially at bedtime, while Penny has only recently been reading on her own. So I don’t know if Fighter is just being lazy or he has such good memories of me reading to him since he was a baby or what wtf. But this bugged me a lot cos I think at his age I was already reading full story books on my own. I love reading up till now and it really bothered me that my kids didn’t seem to get the same joy. Is it a matter of too many distractions or what I also don’t know.
But because of this (mandated) learning time, I think they’re starting to enjoy reading for its sake. Like Fighter snorts and giggles his way through certain books and keeps trying to tell me what happens in the story. Baby definitely gets satisfaction in being able to complete books on her own without my help. It’s not what I would call ideal lol but it’s okay! They’re on their way! (to liking books)
Anyway I digressed off the point of this post. The point is that this was an experiment to give them more autonomy to make choices to see if it would also give them more sense of responsibility.
And I think it worked! (for now wtf)
What are your thoughts?
What a year it has been. O_O
I haven’t really been enthused about writing yearly look backs for a while; I hardly even remember what happens in a year, but 2020 is a year I don’t think we will ever forget.
I remember Chinese New Year this year we were back in Penang as usual, and I scrolled through news article after news article about the rise of a virus from Wuhan. I remember pictures of Chinese highways crammed with cars making their way home for CNY and how it led to the spread.
I remember the concern we felt when the virus hit Malaysian shores. I remember wondering whether I should keep the kids home from school, as more and more of their classmates became absent. I remember being very conflicted cos I hate my kids missing school for no substantial reasons hahaha. Penny’s birthday was also around then, and I had planned a swim play date for her with a few of her friends! We decided to go ahead with it because it was just a few of her close friends and it was outdoors.
No regrets cos three days later, Malaysia went into lockdown.
Lockdown was surreal. It started off feeling a loooong weekend with no work to do and it was at first nice and chill. We were one of the lucky ones whose personal finances lockdown didn’t affect too badly and we got into the swing of a routine. In the mornings I would do a home workout, then plan what to make for lunch. In the afternoons I would bake or work from home, or come up with indoor activities for the kids.
We were only allowed to go for grocery and pharmaceutical runs. Police roadblocks were set up and I sweated every time I passed one. I was on totally legit errands – driving to the supermarket a km away from my house but somehow I still got so nervous. I even developed mild agoraphobia from staying home so much that every time I had to go out for supplies, I low key felt anxious that I would “do something wrong”. No matter that I don’t even know what could go wrong, but it just felt weirdly like performance anxiety, that I would just commit some faux pas outside wtf.
The truth is, I actually really enjoyed spending mandated time at home. Life before the virus had been so hectic with work and meetings, school runs, ferrying the kids to activities and maintaining a healthy social life with other adults that it felt good to have no reason to go out. I could stay home and spend time properly with the kids without some errand or to do list nagging me. And I had time to focus on myself and learning actual new things.
Exercise was already something I did pretty regularly. A few times a week, after I dropped the kids at school I would go to a yoga or spin studio and get a class in. When we went into lockdown, we were so confined that I committed to a workout every single day. Along with eating at home, I lost maybe just a kilogram but I think I lost more fat because suddenly I was looking lean wtf. Didn’t last though when lockdown lifted hahaha cos we’ve gone back to being busy and eating out more. I’m still lighter but the fat is back wtf.
Baking and cooking
I like everyone else, turned to baking and cooking at home. It was fun seeing everyone’s dalgona coffee and other culinary creations. I still don’t like cooking but I found more different recipes to add to our menu (mostly Japanese wtf). Always good to have a bigger variety of food right! Some more these are stuff we all like – Korean army stew, Japanese hamburger eaten with rice, Popeye’s inspired chicken sandwiches, salads, saba shioyaki yum.
I started baking again too; I used to bake more before Penny was born but life got in the way as usual. So during the MCO I had the time to experiment and bake more – brownies, bread, cheesecake, all kinds of cookies …. I forgot how therapeutic baking is for me T____T Penny loves helping me in the kitchen too so it’s a nice bonding activity to do with her.
Zoom classes didn’t start until sometime in June? I don’t think I’m a tiger mom leh and I didn’t mind my kids having so much uninterrupted play time. But at the same time I like being productive and I like my kids being productive lol. I also wanted to give them some structure so for two hours a day, we set aside for learning time.
I went on Pinterest and researched ideas for home learning. We did printable sheets. Every day was a designated subject – math, reading, writing, science or art. We played Pictionary so the kids could read the words I wrote for them. I devised card games so they could practice counting. We did science experiments. I created pretend games where they were running a restaurant and had to write out the menu, write down the customer’s orders and make the food using play dough.
I remember this time so fondly. T_____T I was so proud of myself for making the kids learn and have so much fun at the same time. Every day they would demand for activity time or ask what we were doing today oh bless me wtf T________T It did cross my mind that maybe I’d be good at teaching, something I never thought of before hahahaha.
Colony wise, work was at a standstill. We were at the tail end of completing an office for a big client and the lockdown ensured that we couldn’t finish it and the client couldn’t move in. At the same time, our landlord who is the nicest landlord ever, already gave us as much help as she could. So our expenses and rental were running but we had no revenue.
I remember every time the lockdown was extended which was every two weeks, I would have to call the client again and renegotiate and beg them (for my life wtf). T____T It was so stressful because this was a huge account, this client was quite demanding (also I have a serious discomfort with phone calls lolol) and I remember my heart beating damn fast is this what anxiety feels like wtf. Our entire revenue was suffering and everyone else in our team bless them were doing their best to mitigate our losses and I felt I couldn’t let them down.
I definitely grew from this though, although I didn’t get over my fear of phone conversations wtf.
HAHAHA. Yea I picked Tiktok up wtf. And now I am very committed to working on my changes and transitions hahahaha. You can follow me on Tiktok at @4feet9 wtf. Or just find my videos on my Instagram la.
I don’t think I properly shared but I taught myself to play the ukelele by watching Youtube videos hahahaha. Ukelele first entered my mind when Fighter started Standard One – one of the extracurricular activities the school offers is ukelele class wtf. The kids also started piano class this year which got me realizing how much I miss playing. Growing up, I’d learned the electone/organ/whatever you call it until grade 8 but I didn’t take the final exam my excuse was SPM wtf. I hated it but twenty years later I feel the feels wtf.
I chose to learn the ukelele because it’s small and doesn’t take up space, and looks relatively easy to pick up. So I ordered one from Lazada and the rest is history wtf. My transitions are still not very smooth la but I can play most pop songs now since most songs feature the same bunch of chords. I stopped playing as much though because I have tennis elbow AND golf elbow (despite playing neither sport wtf) and it hurts to hold the ukelele too long.
Honestly the best thing that happened to us this year. :))))))
During MCO, the critters and Tim were campaigning for a dog wtf. Because of Fatty’s depression, his sister suggested getting a dog because of you know, all that unconditional love wtf. Fatty was open to try anything, and he and the kids naturally got very excited over the idea. I was quite resistant cos no prizes for guessing who would be the one doing all the work wtf. I don’t want the additional responsibility la!
But majority wins because we ended up getting this fluff. Not to say we didn’t have conflict when we got him okay! Some people around us disapproved but eventually everything settled.
Butters turned out to be the most attached to me cos maybe I got mom vibes or something and he thought I’m his mother wtf. And like all pups, he’s so playful, so loving and forgiving and so funny that our only regret is that we didn’t get a dog earlier. :)))
Welcome to the family, Buttface.
This time last year, Fatty was going through a tough time. One day I asked him how he was feeling, and his answer sounded like it came right out of a textbook for depression wtf. I contacted my brother’s friend who’s a psychiatrist, got a recommendation and set up an appointment in January this year. Fatty had a rough time during the MCO in March and April and my heart ached for him just watching him go through it. But the good news is his therapy and medication is helping. He’s not totally fine yet but it’s okay not to be okay wtf. He’s doing much better now guys.
Fast forward a year, Fatty told me in the car on the way back to Penang the other day that he wouldn’t have believed it a year ago, that he would be driving a car he always wanted, have a dog as part of the family, and feel happy. <3
2020, you were tough. You challenged us, erased our jobs and projects and our incomes. You took away our freedom to travel, to move around, and kept us from our loved ones. You made us fear and gave us a renewed sense of our mortality. But through this year, we also learned new skills, new realizations about ourselves. We learned perseverance and how to take blows. We learned how to slow down and how much of our lives were unnecessary. We valued our time with our parents more and were thankful for our relationships.
And for that I am grateful.
Happy 2021 guys, may it give all of us a break. Hahahaha.
One of my proudest moments in parenting to date happened today.
I was editing Tiktok videos on the sofa *ahem* when Fatty came up to me and said, “You’ll be glad to hear this”.
So the kids are big Roblox fans (in addition to Minecraft) and they’ve recently been absorbed in this Roblox game called Bloxburg. From what I can tell, it’s essentially The Sims for us 80s and 90s babies but to this Gen Z (or whatever gen our kids are), it’s the bomb.
Roblox is an online gaming platform so when they play Bloxburg, it’s with other kids online all in the game. Today they were playing on it when apparently, some boy on it said, “Boys are better than girls.”
To which my seven year old son replied, “No they’re not! Boys and girls are all equal! Girls are strong too.”
I don’t know if it incited a big debate in Bloxburg or what but apparently the boy who said it then apologized for it! Fighter told me he said, “Sorry I said boys are better”.
I am on my way to raising a feminist. T_________T
Not just a feminist, but a rabble rousing one who can actually change other boys’ minds. T______T
(Also, I say on my way cos he’s only seven and we have some way to go before he’s done growing up.)
I always knew I wanted to raise my children as feminists. Feminism doesn’t mean touting that women are better either; it’s just the idea that men and women, boys and girls are equal and deserve equal opportunities and rights. I am a feminist. I went to Mount Holyoke College, the oldest women’s college in the US and there’s no way you could come out of there and not be a strong believer in equal gender rights and opportunities hahahaha.
Raising a daughter to be strong and recognize her own value and to break barriers etc etc is kinda like the norm now. But what’s equally as important – or maybe even more so – is raising our sons differently from what boys have always been told to behave.
Gloria Steinem once said “I’m glad we’ve begun to raise our daughters more like our sons, but it will never work until we raise our sons more like our daughters.”
We now teach our girls that they can achieve anything, to dream big and aim for the stars, that they’re strong and clever. That they can be girly, that they can play with dolls but also monster trucks if that’s what they want. But what do we do with boys? We still tell them big boys don’t cry, that pink is a girl’s color, that they need to “be a man” or “man up”. This kind of thinking creates a very narrow and toxic definition of what it means to be a man – that being a man means showing no vulnerability, that men are supposed to be the breadwinner, that men should not deign or be bothered with “women’s work” (which may include but not limited to caregiving, raising children or housework).
We don’t ask our daughters to “woman up” – why then do we tell boys to “man up”, as if being a man is a goal to attain, one which they need to constantly work towards, instead of just being?
When I go to the bookstore there are tons of books targeted specifically at teaching girls to be courageous, or strong, or independent — traits traditionally associated with masculinity. There are modern retellings of traditional fairytales in which the princesses have a lot more agency and fight for their happy endings rather than wait to be saved by princes. There are books focusing solely on inspiring, barrier breaking female figures – Marie Curie and Amelia Earhart and the like. But try as I could, I could not find any books targeted at little boys to teach them strength, or gentleness, or kindness. Is this because there are enough superhero stories out there that we don’t feel like we need to show little boys what strength is anymore? Is it because we think there are enough male figures around for boys to look up to? I seriously wondered at this.
There were no books celebrating boys (or men) in typically female pursuits.
Fighter is not a typical boy — he’s not into guns or cars or pirates. He’s obsessed with trivia, skyscrapers, historical facts, natural disasters (lolol) and stuffed animals. He’s also extremely gentle and sensitive. Where were the role models and stories for a little boy who isn’t into superheroes (because they fight wars and Fighter prefers peace haha)? I remember being frustrated at one point at the lack of children’s literature I saw out there when it comes to showcasing strength in non typical macho ways. (One exception I found is the Little People Big Dream series.)
So what do we need to do in order to raise feminist boys? I think it all boils down to not enforcing gender stereotypesI don’t know all the answers and I’m sure there is lots of room for discussion and learning! But here are some of the things that I can think of that we do with Fighter.
Don’t enforce gender stereotypes
When Fighter was two or three, his favorite color was pink and his favorite character was Hello Kitty. Okay I suspect this is due to my influence la hahahaha he liked whatever mommy liked. One day after recently starting preschool though, he came home and declared that his favorite color was now blue, because “pink is a girl’s color”. Apparently green, blue, black and white are boys colors and all the warm shades like pink, red, purple belong to the ladies. 0_o
It made me a little sad, not gonna lie, that he went out into the big world and received news that his color preference was deemed too girly and therefore unsuitable for him as a boy. 🙁
My children are very much entrenched in gender stereotypes when it comes to colors unfortunately hahaha. Penny identifies with very femininely associated – like baby dolls and pink and unicorns and Fighter is into green and blue, and sometimes orange because he has this orange tshirt which is supposedly damn comfortable wtf. But sometimes Penny asks for a blue plate in a restaurant or something and Fighter a pink, and I just give them whatever they like. Sometimes they both want the blue and Fighter would say but blue is not for girls in an effort to win wtf, but I reply that there are no colors specific for girls or boys and they accept it. These are tiny things that don’t seem to make a difference – I mean, colors?! -but they add up.
Allow him to play with whatever he wants
This is a big part in not enforcing gender stereotypes I think. So the other day, to cope with the monotony of CMCO, we decided to take the kids out for a treat. We took them to Toysrus and let them each pick a toy. Penny rambang mata too many choices hahaha but Fighter couldn’t see anything he liked. In the end he asked if he could take a look at the girl’s section. Without batting a lash, we said sure, and he picked this little guy out:
Some funny thing that came inside a plastic box shaped to look like a popsicle. It’s purple and pink with eyelashes so clearly meant to appeal to little girls but Fighter chose it. He named him Rufus hahahahaha.
Fighter has always loved soft toys and I don’t see anything wrong with that lo! He once went through a phase where he was obsessed with toy household appliances and we just rolled with it. But I drew the line at a second toy washing machine wtf. But we’ve purchased Polly Pockets and Mel Chan dolls for him too.
Even up till today, when Fighter and Penny play, one of their favorite games which they can spend hours on is “Barbie Doll House”. They take out Penny’s Barbie house and her assorted Barbies and Disney princesses, and their stuffed animals and create an entire township in the playroom, complete with houses for the dolls and roads. And they just role play. Which is actually what me and my brother did as kids – we transformed our shared bedroom into a ‘country’ for our soft toys we called Babyland LOL.
Some people might think but Barbie and her hot pink branding is a different matter. Fatty and I have never made a big deal about this so neither Fighter or Penny see anything unusual about the way they play.
Don’t tell him “big boys cannot cry”
I really hate this. Why boys cannot cry boys got no feelings one is it!? Sometimes I hear male relatives saying this to Fighter and it triggers me like crazy. Crying is a normal reaction to sadness, grief, hurt and pain. Everyone cries – or feels like crying at some point. But society states that crying is for girls, or girls are supposed to cry and boys are supposed to get angry. This is super toxic masculinity right here because it does not give boys (and men) the space needed to process, acknowledge and release their emotions. It teaches them that they aren’t allowed to feel sad or hurt or blue. Suppressed emotions frequently devolve into suppressed rage (cough school shootings cough) and I’m sure into a potential host of unhealthy relationships with other people and themselves.
Introduce to them heroes from both genders
So as I mentioned earlier, one of our favorite series is the Little People Big Dreams one because each book features an inspiring historical figure, beautiful illustrations and their stories told in simple language. Some of the male role models I really liked were Mahatma Gandhi and Stephen Hawking because of the focus on values of peaceful struggle (as opposed to you know, fighting super villains wtf). They also have a lot of really good female figures – from Audrey Hepburn to Frida Kahlo to Marie Curie.
So that’s what I try to do – tell them stories about heroes from both genders. We’ve gone through Joan of Arc and Mulan, which started a whole discussion about why girls weren’t allowed in the army back then, and why Mulan had to pretend to be a boy. I explained that back then, people didn’t know better and thought that girls weren’t as strong or as smart as boys and they were expected to stay at home. Fighter got very indignant about this and exclaimed, “What! That’s silly – Penny is stronger than me! She can carry me!” LOL. And Penny nodded sagely as if to affirm this HAHAHAHAHA.
And afterward, even up till today Fighter would come up to me and ask again why were people last time so silly, why would they think girls are weaker because they’re not. (maybe got whacked by Penny too many times wtf kidding hahahaa)
I think this was what really inspired Fighter to speak out in that Roblox game, to be honest.
Which brings me to….
Speak out against injustice
When Fighter was entering preschool, as overly worried first time parents, we were concerned he would get bullied in school due to his small size and gentle nature. So it started with us coaching him to say “No!” if anyone made him feel bad. Lolol. But as he grew, I also started to tell him speak up or tell a teacher if he ever saw any bullying going on. He has a very pronounced sense of justice and fairness (which I think came from me wtf) so this came naturally as part of our discussions.
Bullying and harassment can happen in school and I think it’s common for boys to just go along with their peers and not speak out even if they see something wrong.
There’s a stereotype that “boys will be boys” which may further let harmful behavior go unchecked. Peer pressure is very hard to resist though, and I expect its influence to increase as they grow older. But a good beginning step would be to get them to recognize what harmful behavior looks like and teach them that being strong is doing the right thing, not going along with the wrong.
Equal household chores
We have helpers at home so don’t say gender specific chores or what, more like my kids would just not have any chores at all to do if I didn’t step up wtf. It’s important for them to learn survival skills ok which include housework! Don’t be like me wtf. The truth is, growing up I didn’t have that many chores to do – maybe my parents indulged us; the most I had to do was the dishes, set and clear the table for meals, keep my own room neat and maybe wash my school shoes wtf.
So we’ve been working on getting the children to help out with small chores at home. Stuff like tidy their own beds in the morning, bring the dog out for potty time and wash away his pee, bring their dishes to the sink after eating, etc. We don’t classify chores for example, washing dishes or cooking or babysitting as women’s work, or say, gardening as men’s work. Actually they’re supposed to wash their own dishes too but my plates are very heavy and Penny already dropped one wtf so this one gotta put on the back burner a bit hahahaha.
Teach them empathy
Girls are often raised to have empathy – we give them baby dolls and soft toys and cooking sets to play with, and when they grow up, very often they are expected to do the the majority of childcare or shoulder the care of old parents. Boys are taught to be “tough and rough and ruthless and strong” and many men naturally see childcare is a woman’s job. It is then our job as parents to teach boys empathy as well. For example, we could let them babysit younger children, let them take care of a pet, or help with sick or older relatives.
This was one of the reasons why we chose to get Butters, as we wanted to get the kids thinking about caring for smaller beings. Ironically among them, Fighter is the empathetic one, while Penny can be quite unaware of people’s feelings hahahaha. When we took Butters for his vaccinations, Fighter couldn’t bear it and turned away and cried. Penny watched interestedly. Butters just sat there like a stone with no reaction to the injection WTF.
Don’t use “like a girl” in a derogatory way
“You hit like a girl”. This kind of sentence is so common in our culture even today. Even I have caught myself thinking or saying stuff like that, so entrenched is it in the way we perceive others around us. Like, “yer why so sensitive like a girl” wtf smack my own mouth. I am trying to be very careful with what I say in front of the kids cos I don’t want to pass down this sort of behavior.
I’m sure there are lots of other things out there we can watch out for and do to help the kids not get stuck in toxic masculinity and machoness. There are tons of resources online too if you want to read more about raising kids as gender equals.
Feel free to leave a comment to share your thoughts or how you do it with the children in your life!
Things Fighter and Penny say part 832728472. The older they get, the more savage they get FML.
Eating fried chicken from a recipe I found online for dinner.
Me: This is so good!
Penny: Yea. But it could be better if we ordered McDonald’s.
Talking about what everyone in the family is good at.
Penny: Koko is the master of Minecraft. I’m the master at running, Mommy is the master of Angry Birds (cos I play a lot fml hahahaha). Daddy is the master of chocolate.
During Zoom class.
Ms Ho (on Zoom): If you can, I want you to try reading a book every day.
Penny (talking to herself): I’m going to play Barbie doll house every day.
Me: I’m going to tell Ms Ho. Laoshi…. Penny said she doesn’t want to read, only wants to play
Penny looks worried.
Penny: Oh the mic is not on. She can’t hear you. *relieved*
The kids had set up a “hair salon” in Penny’s room and asked us to be their customers. Fatty and I had a Zoom meeting though so we said wait a while. When we came down from our call, the kids already had Dada our helper as a customer.
Fighter: Wait in line wait in line!
Me: But we came down all the way just for this
Fighter: OK Dada you’re done! *pushes Dada out of the way*
At bedtime when I’m tucking her in and kissing her goodnight.
Penny: You know Mommy every night I don’t want you to go away cos you’re so cute and nice and soft
Penny: Today I poo very long because my poo is very slow. I got a lot of poo. When I have a bit of poo my backside pain. When I have a lot of poo my stomach pain.
Fighter: I wish we could have a pet lion. But it would eat Daddy because they go for the fat ones first.
Fighter: You’re the expert!
Me: At what?
Fighter: at everything!
Before we decided on Fighter’s name, when he was inside me we jokingly referred to him as
Fighter: I wish I was named Fei De! But how? All my school books are already
Fighter: My science teacher is Chen Lao Shi. He’s a guy.
Penny: How does he look like?
Fighter: I don’t know
Penny: Just tell me if he’s got pimples or not.
Fighter: I made a new friend today! He’s in Standard Two.
Penny: Does he have pimples on his face?
Fighter: When I grow up, I want to be a scientist, an archaelogist or an inventor.
Me: how about you, Penny?
Penny: I want to be the same job as Koko.
Penny: So I can see Koko every day at work *dreamy look*
Penny is super obsessed and idolizes Koko guys.
Fighter: One day I’m going to invent a camera that when you put someone’s picture inside, that person will appear in another photo even though the person wasn’t there.
Me (thinking “that’s photoshop”): Oh ok that’s nice. What about you Penny? What do you want to invent?
Penny: I’m gonna invent a fairy wand and fairy wings!
Not so scientific after all. HAHAHAHAHA.
Fighter was grumbling because their best friends (who are also siblings) haven’t returned to school yet post lockdown. But Penny’s BFF Mia has started coming back for ballet class which is a weekly affair.
Fighter: I wish I was you Penny! Then I could see my best friend once a week.
Penny: I wish I was you too Koko. And also me. But I like being me more.
Me trying to make Fighter feel better about missing his best friend.
Me: You know what? I know it sucks that Chase is not in school yet but look on the bright side, you made so many new friends! (he’s been telling me about new friends he’s made in school – even kids from different years)
Fighter (brightening): Oh yea. I made six new friends.
Me (turning to Penny): How about you? Do you have any friends in school (since Mia is not back yet plus her class has divided into two groups who go to school on alternate days, and none of her other friends are in her group)
Me: Why? Why don’t you go and talk to the other kids?
Fighter: Yea it’s so easy! Just say hello! (clearly an extrovert)
Penny: Mommy I got a friend. She’s He Laoshi (Ms. Ho, her teacher LOL)
So as I was saying earlier, Penny recently has developed this hero worship for Fighter hahahaha. She’s also super protective of him and it’s damn adorable!
One day they were playing Minecraft, in a world Fighter created. A creeper walks in to Fighter’s supermarket. If you don’t play Minecraft, apparently creepers can explode which causes damage to whatever you’ve built.
From upstairs I could hear…
Fighter: No no no no NONONONOOOOOO
Fighter (bursts into tears): WAHHHHHHHHHHHH
(Fighter cried hysterically cos he had apparently spent a lot of time building up his supermarket lol)
I rushed down to see what happened and tried to calm him down. What I didn’t notice was that in the midst of all the havoc (and Butters getting caught up in everyone’s legs), Penny had grabbed her own iPad and was tapping furiously on it.
She was trying to rebuild the broken supermarket for Fighter. T_____T
After a while though, she got logged out of the world, because it belonged to Fighter and Fighter was inactive. So this resourceful Baby then grabbed Fighter’s iPad and accessed the world from it, and kept on building the supermarket until it was finished.
Then she took the iPad over to Fighter who was still bawling on my knee, showed it to him and said, “It’s okay Koko. Look — your supermarket is okay.”
In the midst of all the chaos and crying, Penny kept her head and did the best thing to fix the situation – she fixed Fighter’s bombed out supermarket. And she did it purely for him. T________T
We’d always worried that Penny lacked empathy but no, she has tons of it now. And not only does she feel empathy for people, she actually does something about it, which I can’t even say for many grown ups! I was sooooo proud of her then.
Fighter stopped crying and hugged her. And for the rest of the day, I noticed he was extra nice to her, even bringing water for her to drink LOL.
Enjoyed writing this so much! Hahaha gonna compile more as we go along.
For most of my blogging career I had been known as the girl who hates HATES exercise.
During a filming of a blogger focused TV show called Project Alpha, there was even a whole gag revolving bringing me to the gym since my hate of exercise was well known wtf.
The first regular exercise I ever did was during my pregnancy with Fighter actually. My doctor recommended light exercise so I joined some pregnancy yoga and pilates classes. They were extremely light though – even for a noob like me – and mostly consisted of gentle stretches and sitting cross legged wtf.
I didn’t do anything beyond that though. With the craziness of raising two babies born within 1.5 years of each other and breastfeeding, I rapidly lost my pregnancy weight and didn’t think too much of it. After all, my limbs were still skinny and I fit into all my old clothes.
How did I get started on my “fitness journey”?
It definitely didn’t feel like a fitness journey when I started!
It was only when Penny turned two, four years later, that I got more serious about fitness. It was a bunch of factors really, that triggered me to do something.
One, my weight was slowly creeping up. I was nowhere overweight la, but since even slight weight gain is obvious on my small frame, I noticed. My arms were slowly getting meatier, my face a bit rounder and my waist definitely bigger. I had a definite muffin top wtf. But overall my clothes still fit (albeit snugly) and people still always referred to me as ‘small’ or ‘skinny’ so this didn’t really bother me.
Two, I noticed my stamina was getting increasingly worse. I had never exercised in my life beyond mandatory PE classes so I don’t know why – maybe age catching up? I was thirty two then. But even walking up one flight of stairs, I would get out of breath. Don’t say run, I would even get winded walking around a shopping mall fast wtf. This bothered me quite a bit cos it was affecting my day to day!
But the biggest catalyst (factor number three) was the fact that my gynae would nag me on my regular checks to do some sort of cardio exercise to strengthen my heart. She was very worried seeing as I’d already had preeclampsia twice, which is a key indicator of future cardiovascular problems FML. She told me to run, which I always dismissed, but at some point it hit me that I’d better do something seriously. I don’t want to die before my kids are grown up wtf.
Here’s some before photos.
Waist a bit wide so my shape was more like toilet roll than hourglass. I did have some fat sitting on my hips that would form a muffin top depending on what I wore.
How I started
Along with some mommy friends, I started Bodytone classes, which is a sort of cardio/HIIT workout on a power plate machine that vibrated. It was meant to make my muscles work harder and therefore burn more fat/calories and/or tone up faster.
I hated every minute of it.
It’s just like lifting weights, burpees, push ups, squats etc done on the vibrating plate. I did Kayla Itsines’s BBG workout before and it’s similar and I hated both lol. I think I get very easily bored with exercise so I didn’t like the repetitive nature of these workouts.
I also started Muay Thai classes. I had a very sweet teacher who would travel to my apartment and we’d do the class in my condo gym. We alternated between practicing Muay Thai moves – punches and kicks – and strength training. I got bored of this soon enough too.
No peace even when exercising hahahaha
I’d never liked exercise so I low key dreaded every time I did a class. I usually found it boring or tedious or just plain didn’t enjoy myself. So my advice to you is if you’re just starting out, it’s okay if you don’t like the workout you’re doing. Try different kinds and find one that suits your goals and preference!
Eventually I settled on three workouts I could live with – spinning, yoga and reformer pilates. And it took me a couple of years so seriously don’t give up!
I only started this cos one of my friends jio me wtf. It’s basically 45 minutes of intense cardio, where you cycle standing up most of the time, combined with upper body moves to work out the entire body. The first time I tried it, I was tired within ten seconds and couldn’t walk properly for two weeks after LOL. I couldn’t even get out of bed properly wtf. For 2 weeks I had to crab walk sideways up and down the stairs ok hahaha. I dreaded going back and the second time was almost equally terrible. But the third time, a miracle happened – I found I could do significantly more and cos of that, I felt very encouraged and persevered!
I don’t like cardio but I made a commitment to myself to do at least one cardio session a week for my heart and cardio health. Spin class is the only form of cardio that I felt okay with, plus it was only 45 minutes a class. I also liked that the routines are varied so I’m not always doing the same repetitive thing. And I can feel myself improving and getting stronger, which is super good motivation. 🙂
This was sometime last year on a Babor media trip – there was a yoga class. I miraculously did a crow’s pose and never managed it again until during MCO wtf
Yoga is my favorite non sedentary activity ever (next to walking in shopping malls wtf). I’ve always been quite flexible even as a kid so I already felt I’m quite good when I got started LOL. And I felt like I wanna try more hahahaha. I like the challenge of perfecting poses and for someone who doesn’t usually push herself very hard, I found myself pushing myself further and further each time to reach a bit more, stretch a little more, bend a bit more. So maybe yoga is really a mind thing? But I figure all workouts are to some extent.
I’m really bad at the mind body connection thing though and living the zen yoga life lolol. I just like the workout so not a true yogi wtf.
Suffering face lolol
Again, I started reformer pilates because my friends asked me to *sheep* hahaha. But I also heard that pilates was good for migraines and as a migraine sufferer, I was up for it wtf. Pilates is supposed to be very beneficial for health and rehab or as physio, I think. I did classical pilates on a reformer for about two years before I got bored again and quit hahaha. Classical pilates moves are all already set and they don’t change much so again, I got bored of repetitive movement. Besides, my migraines didn’t improve but I think it was because I joined a group class, not one specially tailored to my needs.
After I quit the group class, I did take up with my Pilates teacher for private classes where she taught me how to do specific exercises to strengthen my neck and back which was where my migraines originated. (Incidentally this together with regular chiro sessions worked for my migraine!)
I stopped my private package (cos too expensive wtf) and settled on fitness focused reformer pilates which is more about getting a good sweat on and toning up on the reformer. This is super hard and every time I do it, it feels like my first class cos of the variety of its routines! It works out muscles I never knew I had so I always feel damn weak on it hahaha.
Once in a while when I feel like it and have extra time, I might join a boxing class too. These classes are quite fun — usually a mix of boxing moves with a punching bag, some HIIT and strength training. The reason why I don’t do it more often is cos it’s also cardio, and if I only have time for cardio once a week, I’d rather it be spin cos it feels more efficient lol. Also like I mentioned, I have migraines and tennis elbow fml and boxing sometimes makes it worse. I do quite enjoy it though. Especially after quarantine where I followed a lot of online shadow boxing classes! I feel like I would definitely go back to a boxing studio more often.
What about my diet?
They say for health and weight loss, diet is like 80% in place of importance to only 20% of exercise and I believe it. Think about it — it only takes a fast food burger to add 500 calories to your intake, but it’s much harder to burn those 500 calories off. A great book about this is called How Not To Diet by Michael Greger if you wanna read more (although it’s quite vegan focused)!
I went through phases. I went through a low carb period where I avoided refined carbs, white rice, pasta and bread, although I did eat fruits. This lasted maybe three weeks before I decided it’s a terrible way to live LOL. I don’t really snack or eat dessert or sweet stuff, but I love rice and bread. I was so miserable lol.
I do intermittent fasting though — I think it’s been two or three years. I fast for 16 hours and eat during an 8 hour window which basically means not eating anything after dinner and skipping breakfast. It’s not a huge change from my usual lifestyle cos like I said, I don’t have a snacking habit and I don’t usually have an appetite in the morning. I didn’t lose weight from this but Fatty did! Maybe cos if not he snacks like a monster at night wtf. But my weight is pretty constant so maybe the intermittent fasting does help to maintain my weight.
My weight never shifted though. Worse, one year after I started pilates, I did that machine reading thing and found that my body fat percentage is 31% WTF. That’s 1% away from obese HAHAHA. I don’t know why also cos I didn’t think I had that much fat to begin with!
I didn’t test since then (and this was before I started spinning seriously) so I don’t know what my body fat percentage is now, but I do feel leaner.
Ironically, during MCO is when I started to see a lot of difference in my body. I will never know for sure, but I attribute it to a few things:
- I was so scared of losing my spin stamina — cos my stamina is usually very weak and I worked for a year to build it up and didn’t want to waste it wtf — that I started exercising every day during MCO. I was doing a HIIT workout or a spin session every other day, and alternating with a low impact, low intensity workout like yoga and pilates. I still lost my cycling stamina btw lolol but daily exercise is still a good thing!
- Eating at home is a lot cleaner — less salt and oil and additives I guess. I generally prefer very simple and light foods too, so I think we generally ate healthier. And even though we all continued to eat as much as usual (or even more rice wtf) I somehow still lost weight. I used to eat out a lot so it’s crazy how much fats and oils we must be eating outside then.
These days I still eat as much carbs as I want but I don’t take sugar. I don’t like dessert (besides maybe some ice cream and chocolate) but I loved soda. Staying away from sugary drinks has reduced my sugar tolerance so much that even when I want to drink now, too much tastes gross to me now – I can only take the same amount as normal people take for like whiskey wtf. Like two fingers in a glass wtf.
And I eat more veggies and fruits now! Some meals I don’t even eat meat so I can eat more veggies. And I try to aim for at least one serving of fruit a day. (I actually like fruits but before this never eat so much cos lazy to cut wtf)
Here are some before and after shots, some of which I’ve posted on Instagram! Show you again wtf.
Waist is smaller and more defined. I used to have more excess skin around my middle post babies too and I think my skin has tightened up.
I could have sworn my muffin top was here to stay hahaha. It was as stubborn as pi sai on your finger wtf. It finally shifted though but it happened so gradually I only realized when I stumbled upon this old photo (taken in 2017)
I used to have a ‘shelf’ over my C section scar which was a layer of fat and skin bulging over where my scar is wtf. My scar is still there but someone moved the shelf lolol *lame
Maybe butt is the biggest difference wtf. I’ve heard of this floppy butt thing that sometimes comes post baby which supposedly comes from inactivity when you’re pregnant and rapid weight gain and loss. I had it! Hahahaha.
Any quick tips?
A lot of people asked me how I slimmed down and got toned etc post kids which is why I decided to write this blog post. And my answer is that I don’t totally know hahahaha sorry waste your time wtf. I didn’t have any clear goals in mind when I started working out, besides to literally (1) strengthen my heart wtf (2) increase my stamina (3) vaguely lose some weight
I tried and stumbled through a bunch of things. But what I think I learned is this. And mind you, I’m not a health or fitness expert so these may only apply to me seeing as everyone is different.
- There were no shortcuts for me. I started exercising in 2017. It’s been three years lolol. Of course I didn’t change my eating habits much so I assume if you did, it would probably move faster for you.
- Fad diets don’t work for me. I did lose weight when I did the low carb thing, but I was really grumpy and didn’t enjoy eating wtf. Cos I really really love rice hahahaha. If you’re not happy doing it, chances are you won’t last so what’s the point.
- Cut sugar wtf. I feel like sugar really adds to muffin top easily lol. Trust me, after you’re done with sugar you won’t crave for it again.
- Eat more vegetables and fruit wtf. And drink more water wtf. It’s been said over and over again but it’s true! Bonus: fruit gives you the sugar if you want something sweet, and if like me you miss soda at first, drink sparkling water hahaha.
- Find an exercise (or exercises) that you like! Experiment and try different things — you don’t have to settle on something immediately. Use Classpass to trial new classes. It will really help you stick with a routine and feel less like work.
- Find a good motivation to stick to your new routine! My motivation was I hate wasting money and effort wtf. So I purposely signed up for paid classes (instead of going for a run or something) – I’m paying money I’d be less likely to skip it hahaha. And with an instructor yelling at me, I’m also more likely to push myself cos I’m inherently a sloth wtf. On the flip side, if you find it too much work to leave the house just to exercise, find a routine that you can do at home instead.
I think that’s about it! It really feels surreal to be writing about this cos really not an expert leh and also last person I’d expect myself to talk about fitness hahaha. But if I can do it so can you!!!
(lockdown look: no lashes and no contact lenses wtf)
So I got several suggestions on Instagram that I blog about life during our MCO (Movement Control Order or lockdown in Malaysia) and yea I really should, if only to document how we spend our days.
So the MCO in Malaysia has been going on for a little more than two months now. To be technical, we are on CMCO orders at the moment (Conditional Movement Control Order) so some minimal movement is now allowed and going back to work (in certain sectors) is also allowed!
My days haven’t changed that much though besides occasionally popping in to office when I need to. And that’s cos school hasn’t restarted and the kids are still home. Which I’m sure is the case for most parents hahahaah hope you guys are keeping safe and allowed some work flexibility!
So our daily routine goes like this.
In the morning, the kids wake us up by running into our bedroom, jumping on the bed, slapping us around a bit and yelling in our ears wtf. Cos it’s time for breakfast!
We head downstairs blearily. Fatty and I don’t eat breakfast because er intermittent fasting wtf. So breakfast is usually us sitting down as a family and talking while the kids eat their breakfast. I also nag a bit to make sure they finish their breakfast, milk and supplements.
Then I go essersai! I got a lot of questions about my exercise routine too (wowowowow I don’t know this person talking about exercise on her blog). I made it a point to workout every day mostly cos I was very worried I’d lose my stamina that I’d built from spin classes! I still lost my leg stamina la hahaha but that’s another story.
I alternate between some form of cardio or HIIT one day, and either yoga or pilates the next. My logic is that I can do HIIT one day then stretch out the next. Also I only wanna wash my hair every 2 days so I’ll wash my hair after HIIT but not after yoga LOL.
Before I bought my indoor bike, I followed some IG accounts for Tabata or HIIT stuff for a while but then got hooked on shadow boxing from Tribe. I used to go here but stopped cos er I terminated my Classpass wtf. And for yoga and pilates stuff I subscribe to The Flow. But now I have my bike I just spin every other day.
After my workout is done, I’ll go and shower and freshen up. At this point the kids would also have showered and started on their usual day of play wtf. They’ve been playing Barbie house and doll houses for two months straight already who said kids have no attention span wtf.
Then we have lunch!
After lunch, it’s learning time wtf. We do a variety of stuff actually. We’ll check Google Classroom to see if Fighter’s teachers have uploaded any new homework. Sometimes we do worksheets assigned from school; if we’ve finished, sometimes if they’re in the mood I can coax them into doing some pages from workbooks I’ve bought or printables I printed.
If not, we do art projects or science experiments! We also play a lot of games that are hopefully educational, eg counting games or Pictionary. Even board games like Monopoly counts as learning to me hahahaha. Cos they learn about math and strategy what wtf.
We also bake in the afternoons! This is if they have no Zoom classes. If we finish early they might go downstairs to cycle, or watch TV or do iPad time. Then I have time to check emails, do some work, play some Candy Crush, update IG, practice ukelele wtf.
Since I don’t cook Nancy would be cooking whatever I planned and I’ll just kepoh her in the kitchen as well lol.
Then we have dinner.
We never used to but during MCO we set a rule that dinner time is family time, where we sit down and eat as a family. When there was school, the kids slept earlier so they ate dinner earlier than us and we never had family dinners besides weekends when we go out. But now with no school and no social dinners for us adults, we have dinner together and it’s actually been very nice! The kids are at the age where we can have proper discussions and it’s fun la. It feels like our relationship with them is moving into a slightly different dimension. They’re not just babies to be taken care of and spoken to, but real little people with opinions and ideas and different experiences from me. It’s fascinating.
After dinner I open Tiktok and we watch together for a bit LOL omg sounds so loser hahahaha. Then we might call the grandparents to wish them goodnight, and wash up for bed. I read them a story each so they both can choose their own books. They drink their milk, I turn off the lights and I’m done with mama duty!
I have me time at night which is when I take a shower, procrastinate or continue doing work or plan a project for the kids the next day. Then it’s Netflix time with the fat one before we go to sleep wtf.
And it starts all over again the next day. ^^
What I learned about myself during the lockdown
Here’s where I check my privilege. Life during MCO hasn’t been hard at all. It felt strange to not be allowed out except for groceries of course, and after two weeks of staying in, I experienced slight agoraphobia at the thought of going out.
But honestly it’s been a blast. I’ve been experimenting with different recipes nearly every day and realizing that anything I want to eat, I can just buy the ingredients and make it why are we going out to eat wtf. Sure it may not taste that nice LOL but it’s empowering okay.
I started baking again!
I first started when I was pregnant with Penny and craving desserts but then she was born and life happened and I never had the time. Because of the lockdown, I, like everyone else in Malaysia, found the time to bake until now the whole country got shortage of cream cheese and chocolate chips lol. But I rediscovered an old hobby!
I also discovered that I am actually pretty good with kids and teaching them! I didn’t think I would be cos I’m not a kid person to be honest, and the only kids I really like are my own LOL.
But with schools shut and home schooling on the horizon, I found I make a pretty good teacher *smug wtf*. I wrote in a previous blog post about how my kids are learning at home so you can refer to that for why I started planning activities for them. I learned that I really enjoy planning projects and learning activities for them. I love when something clicks for them or the awe that appears in their eyes when I unveil some science experiment. I’m also quite patient and talented in closing one eye when they paint on my floor and spill flour and eggs lol.
I learned that I miss music wtf. With the extra time on my hands from not going to work and not driving around sending the kids, I bought this online wtf.
Ten years of electone lessons save me wtf. I used to hate learning electone/organ so much and resented my mom for making me go all the way to grade 8. But now I find myself wishing I had an instrument at home to play whenever. So I got a ukelele. It’s my new hobby now. Watch out Israel Kamakawiwo’ole hahahaha. (totally had to google his name) And watch out guys one day I unveil my terrible strumming to the world.
What I learned about the kids (and what they learned)
Now it’s interesting. I see so many articles about anticipating the discomfort and uncertainty kids may experience in these strange times.
Mine? They’re super duper happy (I cannot emphasize this enough) about staying home for weeks and weeks. Either the world outside sucks so bad or we did a fantastic job creating a home they love so much they don’t want to leave lol. But truly, they’re content to just be home with each other, their toys and games, and us.
One unexpected development though is that from fighting every day, they hardly fight now. Well I asked them and they said they still do, but apparently over this lockdown, from playing with each other constantly, they’ve learned to resolve conflicts on their own without running to me. O_O I remember early on they had a huge fight over what I forgot, but Fighter was raging and holding a grudge and Baby was sobbing her heart out. Fighter has issues letting go of grudges sometimes but since then, it looks like he’s sorted it out on his own. Penny on the other hand, was crying cos she was feeling remorseful over something she did to Fighter, and that too is a first.
They’re even closer now than before. They choose to sleep in the same room every night. They even go shower together and Fighter washes Penny’s hair. While Penny has decided it’s her job to make their nightly milk for both of them. It’s pretty amazing the way they love each other.
Baby learned how to read! We’ve been doing zoom classes with her phonics teacher and playing Pictionary and just various activities and I think it’s finally clicking for her. Today I showed her a worksheet and she circled the words correctly. I said “see you’re reading!” She said, “No, I just see the letters.” Not knowing that is reading hahahaha.
And Fighter learned long addition and long subtraction. I’m particularly proud of this cos Standard 1 level math is only counting and comparing which number is bigger wtf. At least when he goes back to school he’ll be advanced, which is more than I can say for his Mandarin and Malay wtf.
What else? I realized the kids are growing up even as we stay at home. Our dinner table conversations hit home that they’re so articulate now and full of their little opinions and their own sense of humors and it’s a joy listening to them.
Life has been reduced to the simplest things now – making home cooked food, spending more time with my family and being there for the kids to a greater extent, keeping in touch with friends via lovingly sent food and gifts. Honing old skills and picking up new hobbies.
Now that the MCO has been conditionally lifted and I get a bit busier with meetings and work, I feel the loss. Of time to pursue cherished projects and interests. And even Tiktok LOL.
The kids thoroughly enjoy MCO and actually so do I hehe. Even now I look back on this time with fondness. 🙂
OK back to my Tiktok wtf. Of which I have no followers cos I am an ancient uncool relic on it wtf.
Home learning activities to do with your kids and where learning really takes place. Also you’re not a shit parent if they watch TV whole day.
Hello fellow MCO/circuit breaker buddies!
This blog post is gonna be very parenting focused ok so for those who are not parents and are not interested, sorry. D:
So you know how due to stay-at-home orders, parents are now also teachers? Yes. *prays for our lives
Fighter and Penny’s schools have been sending out quizzes and worksheets, and videos and activity suggestions – on Google Classroom, on Whatsapp wherever. Even Penny’s ballet teacher is sending us music and assignments to practice at home.
Some kindergartens and private schools have taken it a step further – by holding Zoom classes, where teachers and students gather to …well, have class.
Fighter and Penny’s schools haven’t gone to that extent, and the other day, some of the parents from Penny’s class decided to take it up in our group chat. They talked about other schools doing it and why weren’t we doing it? It would be better if the kids had engagement with their teacher and friends, even if it was through a Zoom call.
If this was Instagram Stories, I’d put a poll right here wtf. Would you want a Zoom class for your five year old? Hahahaha.
I’m not against Zoom classes in general. I think it should work very well for older children, or if the teacher is demonstrating a dance or a song or something very visual.
But Penny and her friends are four or five years old. Don’t even say attention span, if they say they want engagement, what is so engaging about a Zoom call with their teacher? Mind you, those parents demanding online classes want a class, not just social engagement and chatting with the teacher and friends yo.
Our teacher has already sent over activity sheets and project suggestions. If the kids were actually in school, Teacher would be going around guiding and working with them personally. That’s not going to happen on a Zoom call. Us parents will still need to be there to guide them and watch over them, so what difference will the teacher make on a kindergarten level?
Now there are lots of schools currently running online classes and I applaud them because a Zoom class can’t be easy! It’s a different way of teaching and different planning and techniques are involved I’m sure. If schools are running video classes because they believe the value they carry is substantial, then yes by all means.
But if schools are doing it because they feel pressured by demanding parents who feel they’re not getting their money’s worth, well, that’s not the right reason to do it then is it? Are we then doing something that has negligible benefit, for no other reason than for the sake it?
If schools are running online classes because they feel the need to justify their fees to parents, that’s a whole other debate. Schools come with its own costs, not least teacher’s salaries. I recognize the dilemma behind it; teachers are workers who need their wages after all. They wish to earn their worth, and if online classes is a means for teachers to engage and teach effectively, why not right.
But for our family, personally I don’t believe that a Zoom class is necessary, or even especially important.
A “formal classroom setting”, which is what our school parents were asking for (O_O), is not the only way to learn. Zoom class is not the only way to learn either in this stay-home environment, and definitely nowhere near the best.
Learning literally can take place anywhere!
It can happen during play time, during chore time, and yes it can definitely take place at home.
Okay so during the first week of MCO, I whipped out their activity books. I printed out additional worksheets that I’d found on the Internet cos you know, I’m all about learning wtf.
Fighter is an extremely obedient and focused child so it went brilliantly. He knocked off worksheet after worksheet, even completing whole activity books. Concepts clicked so easily for him. I was so impressed. I patted myself on the back for having birthed such a committed, high achieving child.
Then I looked to my right. And there Penny sat, in full concentration with her pencil gripped in her right hand. Her tongue was sticking out, she was focusing so hard. Focusing on the very very crucial job of…. rolling the corner of her paper.
She looked up and saw me staring at her in consternation. Her eyes alert, she opened her mouth and said, “Mommy, can I do only one line and do the rest tomorrow?”
And it went like that for the rest of the week T____T hahahahaha. Me struggling with Penny every damn day. She got increasingly resistant to the idea of activity sheets, and “activity time” became a daily tug of war between us where she would try negotiate her workload, come up with excuses not to work, and basically just whined and grumbled her way through. Meanwhile, I’d alternate between threats and bribes.
After a week, I realized that we couldn’t go on this way! Our relationship was getting affected, and I didn’t want her to sour on the idea of school and learning.
So instead of focusing on learning using only books and pencils, I decided to “cheat” her into it. Over the next few days, I researched and pinned printables online.
I thought hard about what the kids liked to do in their free time, and how they played. Even coloring pages and connect the dots wasn’t going to cut it – by now she had identified those with work already cos they came in books and on sheets of paper.
Here are the “activities” I’ve come up with so far:
This was the most obvious idea! Penny is just only learning how to read, so for this I made two sets of words – simple three letter CVC words for her, and a longer, more difficult batch for Fighter.
Guess which pile is Penny’s wtf.
They had to read each word they were given and draw it out. If the other one guessed correctly, they would win the point.
We’ve played three rounds of this so far, and Penny’s reading has actually become quicker! She used to sound out each individual letter, now she can at least combine the first two quite quickly before stopping at the third letter lol.
Fighter on the other hand demanded for “harder words that are easier to draw”. Okayyy.
Their drawing definitely improved though wtf. Although that green animal near the top is Fighter’s rendition of a horse HAHAHAHA.
Penny’s drawings are all on the right and she really nailed them all. Especially the pic of the chicken, lower right!
Skills they worked on: Reading, art, math (cos they add their points up)
They call it Bakery Game, but really it’s more like Bakery slash Restaurant slash Cafe.
So one game my kids love is playing shop. They’re always trying to make me their customer and they take my order and run back to their toy kitchen to whip up whatever food and bring it to me. So I thought I’d take it a step further.
To begin with, I drew out a menu of food items that I thought they would be able to make with play doh. I illustrated the foods to help Penny decipher them.
From here, there’s several ways to get them to work on their reading and writing.
With Fighter, I read out what I wanted to eat to him and he practiced writing them down from memory.
With Penny, I also read out my food. If I said ‘sandwich’, she would know which word was sandwich based on the picture I’d drawn. Then her job was to then write out the word ‘sandwich’; she can’t read the word yet but she’s practicing her writing.
And if a food was a composite of several things, for eg a sandwich would be bread + cheese + beef + tomato, they would have to write out the ingredients too.
Then using play doh, they would have to make the food I ordered, referring to the order sheets they wrote lol.
My spaghetti is done! Looks more like risotto but I’ll take it wtf. I told them spaghetti comes up with tomato and cheese so they made those too.
For dessert I ordered ice cream with a cherry on top.
To create more learning, I asked Fighter to set prices for each of the foods. Then he had to add up all the prices to tell me my total. We have toy money, so I would give him a bunch of money and he had to figure out my change.
We only played this once cos it does take quite long, between copying down ingredients to actually shaping the dough to charging money wtf.
Skills worked on: Reading, writing, math, fine motor skills
Fluency to 6
This is a game I got online. You roll a dice and the number you get, you need to find the next space that equates to that number. It lets children practice addition and subtraction, naturally. The version online is called Fluency to 5 and I think it’s meant to be played with a spinner that goes up to 5.
I planned to play this with a dice so I drew my version where the sums go up to 6 and changed it to Fluency to 6.
Skills worked on: Math
This one is a no brainer! I see parents everywhere baking with their kids this lockdown and making delicious looking things. But if you just put a little thought into it, you can really accelerate their learning.
For yesterday’s project I discussed with the kids what we could make. I thought baking cookies would be the easiest and most fun cos they could also play with cookie cutters. So I googled for simple cookie cutter dough recipes and found this sugar vanilla cookie recipe.
I rewrote the recipe in simpler language, and also reduced the ingredients a bit cos I didn’t want to make so much dough wtf.
I gave it to them and asked Fighter to read and understand it. He hasn’t learned measurement units so I explained it to him. He still didn’t really understand wtf so I had to guide them and tell them which cup or which spoon to use to measure la.
But after that, they were all on their own! They had to scoop and measure out the butter, sugar and other ingredients themselves (based on the cups I handed them). Then by reading the instructions, they figured out what order to add the ingredients.
We chilled the dough for a while then rolled it out and the kids had a lot of fun cutting out cookies!
Ok this part I totally interfered. With this cookie dough, the warmer it got the stickier and less cut-able it became. So I became Asian mom here and started yelling at them to hurry up before the dough melts wtf. They did a good job though!
Cookies came out pretty nice!
Skills worked on: Math (measuring units), reading and comprehension, patience wtf
Going with the flow
Like I’d mentioned earlier in Baking, with just a little thought, learning can really happen anywhere.
The kids are completely addicted to this cartoon called Ben & Holly. It’s by the same creator as Peppa Pig and when I asked them why, they said cos it’s for bigger kids like them, Peppa Pig is for babies. Lol okay guys.
Anyway there’s a ladybug called Gaston in it and one day Fighter asked me what a real ladybug looks like. So I took the opportunity to search up a children’s video on ladybugs’ life cycle wtf and we watched it together.
After that I asked them to draw ladybugs and their natural habitat (among plants) to sort of reinforce what they learned.
But Penny decided to draw her ladybug next to a house cos Gaston apparently lives in a house. *rubs temples wtf.
Skills worked on: Science, art
The point is! Everything can be a learning experience, and while teachers and books are very important, they are not our only learning resource when we are at home. First of all, there’s tons of educational videos and apps online. Or just even google “printables for whatever age group” and Google gives you a treasure trove of printables and ideas .
I know everyone’s situation is different, and that other people may not have the time I have to do these activities with the kids. They may have less flexible jobs even when wfh, or more housework to deal with. But I guess being on (semantics) lockdown is as good a time to try than any other.
If you insist on Zoom classes, sure it’s your choice. But even with a Zoom class, you as a parent or guardian will still have to be there to help if your child is younger. You will still have to guide or assist them with their work. A Zoom call isn’t going to babysit your kids wtf.
So even if your school doesn’t set up Zoom classes for you, it’s really okay. There are so many ways for you to keep your child’s mind active. It doesn’t even need to be anything elaborate like the activities I listed above although you can certainly try! You just need to keep an open mind and go with the flow when your kids ask you questions. Ask them back what they think. Get them to imagine further than what you guys have talked about. If you need a fact check, there’s always Google and Youtube. Get them to write or draw based on whatever topic of interest is at hand.
And even if you don’t do anything and they spend the whole MCO playing with toys or on TikTok, trust me. They’ve learned new skills. (Yes, editing videos on Tiktok and creating content are legit skills wtf.)
And you are not a bad mom/dad/grandpa/grandma/legal guardian!
If you’re looking for printables suitable for kids aged 2-12, here’s a handy site to check out from HP Malaysia! They have a nice range of printable activities for different sorts of skills.
This is gonna be the first blog post in years on this blog that’s going to sound like a proper journal entry. I know that was how I used to blog, very personally, years ago and I haven’t done that in a while but tonight I will. There will be no conclusion, no careful craftmanship of my article, just word vomit wtf.
So if you’re Malaysian, you’d probably have at least an inkling of the controversy that Vivy Yusof of Fashion Valet and Duck has been embroiled in recently. I’m not going to recap the details here but she basically gave her opinion on Malaysia’s economic stimulus package in the face of Covid-19, and it wasn’t received very well wtf.
I agree with what I believe she was trying to say though (although she maybe didn’t word it very well la). When the stimulus package was announced, I felt an overwhelming sense of relief and peace that the government was aware that the B40 (the bottom 40% of the country in economic terms) urgently needed help and the package served to ease that burden in terms of cash handouts.
What a lot of people were unhappy with though – and I feel the same way – was that the package is doing very little to help the SMEs, who employ a large chunk of B40 and M40. SMEs are very threatened by the virus and the restricted movement, and if these small companies go down, what’s going to happen to their employees? They will no longer be employees. Mass unemployment will prevail, and all those people we’re trying to help today will go back to square one, with no jobs and no money. I commend the government for taking care of the B40’s present needs, but they could have done more to also take care B40’s future needs and economic sustainability.
I understood that as Vivy’s POV as well and I left a supportive comment on her Instagram post. Didn’t even expect to get replies on it but I did – all disagreeing with me, some calm and thoughtful, others just troll-like. One fella even said, “you’re rich too so you won’t understand the misfortunes of the B40” lol.
I stand by my point of view – that the government should have come up with a double pronged approach to help people now, and plan and prepare for the future, and they failed in that. As I scrolled through my replies, I was annoyed: why couldn’t they see that we are also looking out for them? But as I read more, I began to see that it was *I*who was ignorant.
I see what people are really so emotional about. People are stressed, worried about where their next meal is going to come from. About how long their savings can last in this climate. The possibility of losing jobs. Their kids going hungry. Their kids not having proper nutrition. Losing their homes. These are real problems that affect lives and futures. I don’t blame them for being emotional and sensitive in this time; I’d be too.
What are we in the Top 20 worried about? Of course I’m worried about Colony and our team. But personally, Fatty and I have enough cushion to make it through this without any big changes in our lifestyle. But beyond that what do we worry about? Losing muscle mass from not being able to exercise? Our children’s formal education taking a slow down? Being bored? Running out of Netflix to watch? Literally #firstworldproblems #top1percentproblems dude.
Contrary to what that commenter said, I didn’t grow up rich. Of course I didn’t grow up poor either. I would think we were strictly middle class. I went to a government school my whole life, although I did go to a private college for pre-university. My dad did okay but the economic crash of 1997 threw us off for at least a few years; my parents didn’t tell me much but I was aware they were worried about our financial situation. We never went hungry of course, but we didn’t have a lot of spare cash to splash around.
If I hadn’t applied for and received a huge financial aid package to go to university in the US, I don’t think I’d have an overseas education at all. Some of the aid was in grants, but the rest was in loans, and when I graduated, I had USD 100,000 (RM380,000 at that time) worth of student loans over my head. I eventually paid this off using blogging money.
I also held multiple jobs in college to earn money for textbooks and spending. I worked in the kitchen preparing lunch and doing clean up, as a Japanese tutor, even as a garbage collector hahahaha (it was good money ok).
I am aware of my privilege – while we weren’t wealthy, my background was such that my parents were wise enough to know that education was everything, secure enough to provide me the stability and support needed to focus on my studies (and grow up well enough wtf), and educated enough to explore school options and support me all the way to graduation (and beyond).
How many people are lucky enough to have what me and my brother had?
I confess that I will never fully understand what B40 go through because I’ve never been in that position. So then who am I to judge other people’s lives and decisions right.
Since the MCO started, I have been making small donations every week to food banks but I also heard that all food deliveries to charity have to go through RELA and the army for disbursement, for movement restriction purposes I suppose. I’m concerned that this is not fast enough and may not reach lesser known groups of the needy. This has been really bugging me and I feel like if I sit at home and do nothing I’ll go crazy wtf.
So if anyone knows any group of the needy that need help and we could contribute directly – senior citizen homes, refugee groups, even individual families… let me know? You can email me or DM me on Instagram even! Thank youuuu.
I feel like I’m giving a media interview writing this blog post cos I’ve answered the questions so many times! hahaha.
But like all Colony spaces we build, it’s become a tradition for me to blog about the story behind it, and the process.
So a glamping site on our rooftop is an idea that came out of nowhere wtf. It had a few mothers actually – reasons that gave birth to the idea hahaha. Firstly is that part of our space at Star Boulevard came with the entire rooftop.
And the rooftop is nice one ok! No concrete and metal things sticking out anywhere. Unless you count the pergolas lolol.
When we were first building the offices below, we already wondered what we could do with the rooftop. We toyed with the idea of building a rooftop bar (too done, and we were too low for the view to be outstanding anyway and a glass domed ballroom (too expensive, too heavy cos gotta build foundation for the glass roof and walls) among others.
In the end we left it but Fatty was always thinking of ways to maximize the rooftop space. We already kept one section of the rooftop (the one with the view of the Petronas Twin Towers!) specially for small events like ROMs but the rest of it how??
One day, Fatty just randomly came up with the idea of a glamping site on the roof wtf. I honestly don’t even remember how he even said it already. But I know that there were many things we were pondering and this idea seemed to solve everything.
One, we were looking for ways to up our game. We always go back to our mission which is to give people new and wow experiences when it came to work.
Two, we wanted to use up the space in a relatively light and easy way in case we had to reinstate everything at the end of our lease.
Three, we had received feedback from our guests and friends, one from Vivy who told me that while our meeting rooms are awesome, they can be a tad too formal especially when she wanted her team to break out and brainstorm between discussions. So…. an informal, relaxed, yet private area that can be used for hanging out or work discussions?
Say no more.
As the idea of glamping in the city formed amongst us, I googled for ideas and got to the New York W Hotel rooftop glamping site.
I had seen travel bloggers post this before and I was very inspired to come up with something equally wow.
Hui Wen’s (of Soiree Lab!) idea was for our glamping site was to not be the same, but to complement the look and feel of what we had downstairs. Our theme of New York Tribeca incorporated lots of rich, tactile materials, and we wanted to evoke that same luxurious feeling on the roof.
So we played around with different patterns and textures of fabrics. We focused on soft, light furnishings because after all it’s a tent wtf and we wanted the space to be flexible to suit different uses of the space. So think lots of cushions and poofs, cozy rugs and wicker furniture. Everything would be easy to lift and move at a moment’s notice.
To bring the outdoors feel into the tents, we selected rich, earth toned colors. Shades of browns, reds and cream, interspersed with pops of green in potted plants. All to evoke a rich warm feeling hehehe.
This was the space before we built it up!
Quite nice already right?
But see the low grey brick wall ahead? It was dividing the space into two units actually damn inconvenient wtf. Also the ground level there was split so it’s lower than the grassy area. We had to knock down the wall, fill up the ground so it’s level, and hack the bushes away. :X
Tadah! We cleared away the vegetation, redid the landscaping and built a little paved pathway to connect the two “units”. And installed our two beautiful white tents!
This is the BBQ area. Yes we have a stone sink, a proper BBQ grill and even a curved stone bench! All grilling tools and dining ware are provided. So if you choose to do barbecues here, all you gotta do is bring your meat wtf. Hahahaha
One of our tents! So we have two tents which are laid out for slightly different purposes. This is the
baby making bedroom tent! The other tent is laid out more like a lounge, for hanging out or holding discussions. However, both tents can be adapted quickly to sleep 5 people a tent!
A peek into the bedroom tent.
Here’s what it looks like inside!
See that tall wooden box? The aircon unit is inside lolol. When we came, we were all stunned cos we didn’t realize just how jarring it would look in our beautiful tent. It was plastic white and black lol. So Jason from Jarsche Design Studio constructed a wooden box to hide it. It doesn’t block the cool air! lol.
Mirror and clothes rack (not shown) to style yourself and hang your clothes for stay overs!
The devil is in the details.
I love all the different textured cushions Hui Wen found!
Another view of the stone bench.
These metal pergolas came existing with the space so we repurposed them to fit hammocks (and deck chairs)!
On the lawn we placed crates and cushions for a picnic style dining table.
And this is the lounge tent! Personally this is my favorite tent but I can’t tell why hahahaha.
Note the poofs and movable furniture pieces.
An aerial view. The low couch on the right can be converted into a bed!
Anyway there were lots of mistakes we made la, it being the first outdoor space I’ve worked on. Everything is at the mercy of weather elements so we had to be very careful. The tents are 100% waterproof but once I left the tent without sealing it off properly, and the next morning it was flooded cos of the rain. :X
Another time the umbrellas fixed to the little cafe tables blew off in the wind, and one of its spokes snapped. :X It comes with a weight to weigh it down and we chose a 7 kg weight, thinking it would be enough. It wasn’t lolol.
Since we built a bathroom up from scratch – yes got hot water and a comfy, lux shower lolol – we forgot important things like an air vent hahahaha. Also a latch for the door which would keep swinging in the breeze.
It was also our first time installing Wifi routers and electrical cables outdoors! We also installed strings of fairy lights across the whole area which are beautiful but also gave me a minor heart attack once when they shorted during an event wtf.
Being an outdoors space, maintenance is much higher. Before we run tours or events, the team runs up to set up the space, put out the cushions and open the tents. The hammock and cushions, while waterproof need to be cleaned very regularly to avoid dirt or mold gathering. The Star Boulevard team have taken to keeping a change of clothes at work in case they get caught in the rain while on duty at Castra. :X It’s a way more tedious job than maintaining our usual coworking spaces for sure.
But it was very interesting building the space la! I think everyone agrees cos so many people turned up for our launch party cos they wanted to check it out and the response has been amazing. T____T
If you wanna check it out, you can too! You can just walk in to Colony @ Star Boulevard and ask for a kepoh tour we don’t mind hahaha.
And if you’re looking to book the space for a party with your friends and family, or for company events sure! (Even more suitable now with covid 19 cos open air, hot so virus cannot live wtf, and don’t need to travel out of KL to get here hahaha.) We are running an early bird 50% off promo for the first 10 bookings. Last I heard 5 have been taken up. Our website is HERE.
Yesterday I reached peak auntie-dom.
(I tried for five minutes to think how to describe what a Malaysian/Singaporean “auntie” is to people who aren’t from here and couldn’t wtf. The best way to describe an “auntie” is I guess a slightly older woman, but age matters less than the behavior wtf. An auntie is usually good at life hacks, especially related to household or budget related matters. They are especially good at finding shopping deals, maximizing discounts, manuevering their way around supermarkets, cutting lines, and prone to scolding and nagging wtf.)
So as I grow older, I notice myself picking up some auntie tricks here and there (except cut lines omg I would never do that). And yesterday I must have peaked because I “out-auntied” a 60 year old auntie.
I was waiting in my car at Fighter’s school with a couple of my friends and our kids for Fighter to finish school to pick him up. Suddenly, as is usual with my stomach, cramps kicked in and I realized I really needed to go.
My friend Michelle told me there was a toilet next to the school guardhouse that I could use. I hurried over to the friendly guard who told me I was welcome to use the toilet. There was someone inside the bathroom so I waited until a man in a blue shirt exited the toilet, and I rushed in.
I hadn’t been in there for long when I heard a lady’s voice holler, “HELLO!”
Enter Transporter Auntie.
Now Transporter Auntie is one of the supporting cast in the daily ongoings of our Big Little Liars-esque lives lolol. You know the school drop offs and pickups, the friendships with other moms, the play dates…. minus the domestic abuse la hahaha.
So our usual routine is to go to school early and park and wait, cos parking is really tight there. We park in a little lot and Transporter Auntie goes there as well. She’s known for shouting at people especially drivers wtf and for claiming a certain spot under a tree is hers cos “she always parks there”. Hello Auntie, you pay for the space meh? Got your name there meh? Anyway, I digress.
I didn’t reply because she didn’t knock on the door so I didn’t know who she was shouting at.
She hollered again, “HELLO! WHO IS INSIDE?”
WTF. I replied calmly that I’m using the toilet.
“WHY SO LONG ONE!?”
Can you believe she started shouting at me from then, forcing me to answer to defend my dignity wtf.
She asked what I was doing inside WTF. What else! Eating lunch meh. I didn’t reply cos it was none of her business???
Then I heard her telling people outside, “She’s doing big business. Big business” WTF seriously I don’t know whether wanna laugh or cry wtf.
I could hear a man reply, “what to do, people gotta use, they gotta use la.”
I was so indignant that she went around telling people I’m pooping that I shouted back (while I was still on the toilet bowl ok), “Auntie! What I’m doing is my business but if I’m not out means I’m not done la!”
I then overheard her telling someone that I cut her line WTF. That she was queuing up when someone talked to her so she went over, and then I entered and cut her. Dude, it’s not cutting a line when you’re not even lining up for god’s sake. I was so offended that she was falsely accusing me I yelled back that I didn’t cut her line and she wasn’t even there when I was.
She continued shouting at me! She shouted that there’s a long line of people waiting, the bell is going to ring any minute now and the toilet is not only mine to use. I shouted back that if she kept going, I’m going to stay inside longer WTF. I was burning up then, I was so mad. She shouted, ok good then you’ll be late to pick up you kids (wtf damn childish) and I shouted back equally childishly, so what if I’m late at least it’s not my job, unlike her wtf.
I furiously scrubbed my hands at the sink and yanked open the door. Outside I saw a short line of people with the auntie at the front. She turned when she saw me and said triumphantly, “There, there. Come out already.” OMG the nerve.
I marched up to her, jabbed a finger in her direction and yelled, “Auntie, you are the rudest old woman I have ever met! What’s wrong with you? Why do you need to keep shouting at me when I’m in the toilet!? What do you think I’m doing inside? Sleeping? Obviously I will come out when I’m done la!”
I must have been really angry because an older man, third in line, threw his hands up, and said, “Sorry sorry.” Hahahahahaha. I said, “I’m not talking to you, uncle! I’m talking to that rude auntie!” I think maybe he was the man who replied her but he didn’t really say anything terrible.
I stormed off to my car to get Penny and told Sieu Ee and Michelle what happened. School was out by then so we took the girls and walked back towards the school gate. I passed the auntie again, now talking to another mother and I was still raging. I went up to her again and repeated angrily, “Auntie, I’ll say it again. You are really the rudest old lady ever. I don’t know what’s wrong with you.”
Something changed though, and she turned to me with her hands up and said “Sorry sorry, it’s just that my urine was coming out’ WTF dude. I was slightly mollified so I said “Please don’t ever do this to anyone else again.”
After I picked Fighter up at the gate, I had to pass her again. This time she came up to me and put her arm around my shoulder and said, “Young mommy, don’t be angry okay. Auntie didn’t mean it.” By then I had completely calmed down and was feeling slightly bad about scolding her the second time so I said okay okay. And in the few days since then, we’ve been friendly saying hello to each other hahaha.
I don’t know why she changed so quickly from antagonistic and rude to apologetic and friendly. Maybe she realized she was wrong. Maybe nobody had ever spoken to her that way before and it got through to her. For someone who used to scold other parents and drivers for even the smallest things, it was a huge improvement.
But that was the story of how I’m so auntie, I “out-auntied” a more senior, experienced auntie lolol.
I wrote this post because this week I turned 35. Some of you have been reading this blog since I was… 19 and that’s insane. That’s 16 years ago and nearly half of my life!
Age is catching up. So many things I used to take for granted in my youth I noticed the differences today.
A month ago, I found my first silver hair (!!!)
My thinning hair problem was probably caused by age as well.
I have sun spots (small but they’re there).
I have crow’s feet at the corner of my eyes when I laugh.
Double eye bags appear under my left eye when I smile.
My ankle sometimes pops when I turn it a certain way.
I’m still quite thin but my arms have lost the certain gangly, coltish look that accompanies teenage limbs.
My cheekbones are sharper and my face slightly more angular. My cheeks are less round.
I had migraines (but not anymore since I’ve been going to a chiro)
I now visit a chiropractor regularly wtf.
I have occasional pains and aches – wrist pain, neck pain, dunno what pain. Some of it is due to my bad habits no doubt, but mostly due to age.
McDonald’s is still comfort food to me, but I don’t love it the way I did 15 years ago.
I have newfound appreciation for vegetables even more than lot of other foods now.
I read way more non fiction now, because I do like learning new different things.
I used to sleep till 12 pm every chance I got. Now I prefer waking up early so I have more time for stuff.
I am more confident of my opinions and my values.
I am better at asserting myself. See scolding Transporter Auntie incident wtf.
I have a clearer sense of myself. What I’m good at, what I like, what looks good on me. (and I have more $$$ to buy the things I like hahaha.)
All these little physical, mental and emotional changes add up to make 35 year old me today. I may have aches and fine lines, but I am also the fittest I’ve ever been in my life. I who never exercised finally gave in after too many naggings from my gynae (cos I will apparently be at risk of heart disease due to my preeclampsia) and I realized I like it. I am taking care of myself much more than I ever did in my 20s, partly because I know I don’t have youth to fall back on anymore, but it’s so worth fixing whatever physical ailments I have.
I am older now, but I’m still pretty young and healthy. I have no major health issues or chronic diseases. Maybe how I feel will change as I age even more and start getting weaker but I have to say, I like being 35. I used to be so scared of getting old because I’m very vain wtf. But I’ve hit what I used to think of as “old” and I don’t feel half bad. 🙂 What I may have lost in sheer youth I make up in joyous experiences, new knowledge, self assurance, and even some wisdom. It also helps that I don’t look my age I guess LOL.
Bring it on, time!