The Tooth Monster

The China Girl is now back for her once (or twice) yearly visit and I was out with them yesterday. I had a called with Daddy to see if he wanted to join us after work and he told me he was experiencing bad Bad BAD toothache on two of his teeth and can't make it although he really wanted to.

Shortly after, Daddy called me again and asked me where I left the painkiller his dentist prescribed for him. I told him where and know that he must be in great pain because usually, Daddy avoids medication until he is desperate for relief.

Daddy heard me unlocking the gate / door when I got home and quickly came out from our room to come to me. He rested his head on my shoulder and said "Mummy, its so painful", looking for comfort from me. I said "Poor thing.." and gave him a hug. "I tried many ways including brushing my teeth, gargling the mouth wash but it all didnt help" he continued to sulk "so painful that I can't take it and my saliva keep flowing down by itself until my whole mouth is full". And then he gave me a major sulk face and wanted me to comfort him.

Whilst I was sayang-ing Daddy, I caught the scent of our shampoo and body wash and I knew that he had bathed. Somehow it was endearing. Daddy bathing on his own without me nagging at him. But i also know that he must have been really tired and disturbed from the pain.

For the rest of the night, he "talked" to me in mumbles or just made sounds for me to guess what he intended to say. When we decided to call it a night, I passed 臭臭to him so that he could sleep better but he was in agonising pain throughout and we woke up in the middle of the night to give him panadol for the pain since he couldn't take painkillers again. He looked so miserable it was heartbreaking. Poor Daddy..

F.O.D.

I didn't get much sleep over the weekend because Joy Joy moved and kicked so much plus I had menstrual like cramps, backache and needed to pee frequently (like once an hour at least) throughout the night.

I must have disrupted Daddy's sleep as well when I got up in the night to either walk around the room to relieve my ache, talk to Joy Joy or go to the toilet. By the next morning I was beyond exhausted. But I felt my hunger pangs on time at 8-830am in the morning because thats the time i wake up every weekday to make breakfast and have breakfast with Daddy before he goes to work. Both days i could only muster the strength to tell Daddy i was hungry and viola he woke up both days at 8plus in the morning to make breakfast for me, clean up before collapsing back into bed again.

Last Sunday, after lunch, I did filing and paperwork for us whilst an exhausted Daddy slept. After which i used Daddy's laptop on our bed. Gradually Daddy moved to snuggle up beside me. Very manja. When he seemed more awake and was lazing in bed resting but not sleeping, I stroked his hair and told him I was craving for something.

"what does mummy want to have?" he asked with one eye open. "Curry puff" "not the one from Ang Mo Kio but the one from Thompson Road" I said.

To my surprise, Daddy said "ok mummy, I drive out to buy for you!" I was gloating at being able to get food on demand (F.O.D) when Daddy added happily "Just right, I feel like driving". (*O*)

Today I have a craving for Wanton Mee. Not just any Wanton Mee but specifically the one at my place. Something I've had since a child. I texted Daddy to whine about it and he replied:


So ok Daddy! I forgive you for diminishing my happiness over the weekend haha.

Super Spot Remover

Last Monday, Mummy was upset that Daddy had to travel when we're expecting Joy Joy but just before Daddy flew off he gave Mummy a call suddenly. Aparently, Daddy went to buy his own pimple cream from DFS....

Daddy: "Mummy Mummy..the spot remover from origins has become SUPER spot remover! Should I still buy it?"

The way he put it and the tone made it sound like the pimple cream underwent a transformation and suddenly went from:

To:



Mummy with the swollen eyes from crying couldn't help laughing. "Hee hee hee the way you put it sounds like it became more powerful!" I said.

Somehow, Daddy always has a way to make seemingly normal things sound comical...

Mid-Autumn festival without Daddy

Daddy is overseas on a work trip so Mummy brought Joy Joy home to eat dinner with Grandma and Grandpa on Mummy's side today. Grandma made us warm fish soup to go with hot steaming rice and we had many cups of fresh milk. Mummy found that we had two cute piggy mooncakes at home and felt so happy that by next year, Joy Joy will be here to celebrate with us.

Daddy called once whilst we were eating and again just now to chat with Mummy and see how we were. He said he reloaded value into his local line so that we could chat with him and as usual, Daddy asked Mummy to tell Joy Joy that he loves Joy Joy very much.

Of course, we wish that Daddy was here with us and we can go play with lanterns after dinner, but Mummy is not expecting that kind of consideration from Daddy's company, so we'll have to make do without Daddy today.

Hopefully Daddy will be around when Joy Joy decides that she wants to be born to the world. If not, Daddy will lose the opportunity to witness the birth of our precious little girl, Mummy would have to go through the pain of labour alone and we can't take a family photo right after Joy Joy's birth... its an unbearable thought.

Looking forward to wednesday! We have a date with Daddy at the airport!

Fatique

Daddy had a long and hard day at work yesterday.

But after his shower, Daddy started doing research on our future home.

He researched and researched and did calculations on what we can afford...

But Mummy can tell that Daddy's fatique is gradually setting in...

His chubby face sinks deeper and deeper into our uber comfortable pillows...

And there came a point in time when Mummy could tell.. its furtile for Daddy to fight the sleep monster...

Reminds Mummy of something she's read in a book:

"Graduates leave university and can't find a job. Old people reach retirement and have almost nothing to live on. Grown-ups have no time to dream, struggling from nine to five to support their family and pay for their children's education, always bumping up against the thing we all know as "harsh reality"..." - Paulo Coelho, The Aleph

We spend so much time at work, trying to earn a living for what we think is a "better life". But then you never ever get to experience the "better life" other than in monetary terms and sometimes, not even in monetary terms. You can't witness the important milestones in your child's growth because you are hard at work. You can't rest in peace when you are sick because you need to be responsible at work. Somebody invented the idea of leave entitlement for the things that are important to you but yet, the word "entitlement" seem to be throughly ignored and entirely replaced with "subject to approval".

What happened to the "better life" you were working for?

I have been kindly adviced by countless people who have reached a stage in life where they can see clearly, what is important at the end of the day. They all tell me that it is entirely different from what you think is important now. But most people, including themselves, realised it too late.

Daddy works very hard to try and give us the best he can afford but Mummy makes it a point to let him know that we don't need the best of everything. We just want poor Daddy to get some rest.

Daddy is a good boy today

 Usually, Daddy is veeeeeeery reluctant to go and take his shower...

But today, Daddy is a good boy! He talked to Mummy for a short while after reaching home and announced he was going to bathe.

Mummy is very impressed...

The ABC song

After a whole day of spring cleaning our room and discussing / deciding on the all important question of whether we buy an EC or a HDB, Daddy turned off the lights and we got ready to rest for the day.

Daddy smoothed out Mummy's hair, planted a kiss on Mummy's forehead, and made sure Mummy had all the pillows I need. He turned to rest but suddenly turned back and said: "Oh I haven't talked to my Joy Joy today!"

Somehow, Daddy thinks that Mummy's belly button is the weakest link in the whole of Mummy's tummy and believes that Joy Joy can hear him best if he directs his voice there. And so Daddy bent down, put his mouth to Mummy's belly button and said : "Joy Joy, Daddy loves you very much! Daddy sing a song for you.."

And he started to sing slowly "A-B-C-D-E-F-G.. H-I-J-K-LMNOP.... Q-R-S..T-U-V........................."

Daddy suddenly stopped singing. And Daddy stopped moving.

In the pitch darkness, Mummy wondered what happened to Daddy. "Maybe he's so tired he fell asleep" Mummy thought but Mummy didn't say a thing, only waited in silence.

Daddy finally asked :" Mummy, what comes after that?"

Mummy couldn't help but burst out laughing together with Daddy. It was sometime before Mummy could sing :" Double-U X... Y and Z..."

Daddy laughed really hard and said "Oh ya!". "Mummy, I was thinking very hard just now and I really forgot what comes next!"

Looks like Mummy's gotta teach both Daddy and Joy Joy your ABCs...

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Mummy and Daddy cry again

How Daddy lost his pomelo

Mummy felt tired just now and I took a nap on the bed whilst Daddy surfed the net on the floor by Mummy's side. After some time, Daddy woke Mummy up and said " Mummy, there's a story on video that is so touching that I cried". Mummy heard it as "Mummy, there's a story on radio that is so touching that I cried" hence I didn't ask about the story.

Mummy, who was getting comfortable in the bed and surrounded by pillows, saw that Daddy started to peel the pomelo which Grandma brought into the room for him to eat. Mummy felt like eating pomelos too and so she shifted her lying position in bed, made sure Daddy can see her and opened her mouth.

Daddy laughed heartily and then shared his pomelo with Mummy. Pomelos taste so good when you are being fed in bed without the need to peel it. Especially when you were fed with most of them. The ones Mummy just had were sweet and refreshing!

After eating the pomelos, Mummy told Daddy "Mummy, you should have eaten up the pomelos before waking me up". In response, Daddy showed me this:



Mummy teared when she was watching the video and so did Daddy.

Then, with a drop or two tears still making their way down Daddy's cheeks, Daddy said with a sulk: "Mummy, this is the reason why I lost my pomelos".

Mummy's Hush Puppies

We were at the Robinsons private sale the other day when Daddy suddenly dragged Mummy to the shoe department.

Mummy: "Daddy you want to buy shoes?"

Daddy: "Yes, let's see if there are any comfortable shoes for you"

Mummy: "I don't need any, I've got plenty"

Daddy: "All your shoes are useless, they don't make you comfortable, only make you suffer. Remember the lesson of the comfortable work shoes?"

And so we walked to the shoes section. As usual, Mummy looked at shoes that in her mind had form and functionality but Daddy had very different ideas.

Daddy pointed to a super ugly pair of pumps and said that it looks comfortable. He touched the soles of the pumps and gave me his "this is incredible" look.

"Kitten, you gotta try this! Its extremely comfortable!". He said.

"eee.. So ugly.. Don't want!" I said and I gave him a scowl. "Mummy your taste is horrible!"

"All ugly shoes are comfortable." he said.

A pair of mother and daughter must have overheard our conversation and they laughed. I didn't hear it but according to Daddy, the mother nodded and agreed that all ugly shoes are comfortable.

In the end Mummy compromised. Daddy brought me a pair of Hush Puppies within the limits of my ugly threshold that was comfortable.





I wear it when it matches my outfit, 2-3 times a week. And admittedly, it's really comfortable.

Daddy loves the pumps. Last weekend I was wearing the pumps when Daddy suddenly said "Mummy your shoes are so pretty!". And then he gave me an innocent toothy grin.

To stay home or not to stay home

Daddy and Mummy are lucky because we make a comfortable sum of money every month. However, the family commitments are also heavy and risk of rainy days high.

Mummy would love to be a stay home mum so that Joy Joy gets all the attention and care you need.

But I can't.

If Daddy is the sole breadwinner, he'll probably have to try and climb the corporate ladder which in turn means long working hours which in turn means he will more likely than not miss Joy Joy's growing up years.

How can I be so selfish.

The additional income also means we have the means to bring Joy Joy on holidays around the world and that we'll be able to rest assured we can afford to give Joy Joy a certain standard of life.

Our decision might change one day, if we find that it's not working out the way we planned but looks like Mummy's gotta continue working after giving birth.

Lemon Biscuits

Our favourite!

This biscuit can wake piggy Daddy and/or Mummy up from sleep. Great bait to use when we need Daddy and/or Mummy to wake up!

Daddy holds my hand

As Joy Joy grows bigger and bigger, space for Mummy's bladder grows smaller and smaller.

Mummy wakes up every morning at or about 3.15am to 3.30am to pee once and another time at or about 5.30am, usually before Grandma comes in to bathe for the day.

Because of the peeing, Mummy could potentially disturb Daddy at least twice a night. Some nights, Daddy the pig sleeps peacefully through it all. Some nights Daddy stirs and Mummy ends up with a big baby in her arms. On other nights, Daddy wakes and asks Mummy is she is ok / cold then pulls mummy into the cocoon he's built with our quilt and pillows, so that Mummy is warm and secure.

More often recently, Daddy holds Mummy's paws hands when Mummy comes back to bed after her peeing session. He smooths out Mummy's hair, kisses Mummy's forehead and covers me with our quilt before patting me back to sleep, with my paws hands still in his.

Mummy 1 Daddy 0

Hunger struck when I was in the bedroom and Daddy was in the living room. I craved badly for mcnuggets.. and golden crispy fries.

Shortly after, Daddy received 2 MMSes:

He saw the pictures a little late, I got impatient and so I gave Daddy a call.

Me: "Mummy did you see my message?"

Daddy: "What message? I see now."

- seconds passed -

Daddy: [laughs] "You want isit?"

Me: "..... its just that I've been thinking about them the whole of today"

Daddy: [laughs] "Ok, I go buy for you"

Minutes later Daddy came into the room and laid on the bed. Then he asked me what's the minimum spending to get free delivery. I researched and we both think that would mean we have to order too much food that would go to waste.

Daddy seemed tired and he closed his eyes for a little while. I asked if Daddy was tired and Daddy nodded his head.

I struggled with the images of food in her head and the sight of Daddy's tiredness.. Then I said:"Daddy tired ah.. Then dun go.. Joy Joy and I won't feel hungry after we're asleep"

Daddy opened his eyes, got out of bed and changed, laughing "That is the most potent thing you can ever say" he said.

Yeah! Mummy is a winner!

Daddy washes the dishes

Daddy and I have problems deciding where to go for dinner every night because both of us are not fussy eaters. I left it to Daddy again last night to decide where to go and he brought me to a new place. Daddy said he noticed that is always packed whenever he drove past although he has not the slightest idea what food they sold.

Before we got off the car, I suggested to pick up the tab for dinner but since Daddy insisted that would pay, I got off the car with only my phone.

We ordered based on our observations of what other people ordered. I got a little worried when Daddy came back to sit down at the table and told me in whispers that he wished he had agreed to me bringing my wallet along. He was becoming unsure if he had enough cash to pay for the food.

 

We did have enough money in the end but in the car on the way back, Daddy asked me to pass him some cash for tomorrow because he wouldn't be able to withdraw in time. I laugh and said ok..................But I forgot.

After lunch today, I was in a meeting when I received a text message...

Daddy: "Mummy never pack money for puppy"

Me: "Oh dear!! I'm so sorry baby!!"

Daddy: "sobs sobs"

Daddy: "Puppy now washing plates"