Final Exams Are Over!

FINALLY the day that all the exams for year 2016 are over and done with is here today. For all 3 girls. Can you feel my relief? Can you? ūüėÄ ūüėÄ

If you are a parent with school-going kids, I am sure you’ll feel me deeply.

I have not planned out what to do with the girls yet as they still have 1 more month of school to attend before the 1-month school holiday starts. But tomorrow we will be attending a food and fun fair at our church. The girls have been looking forward to attend this fun fair for months.

For me, I have nothing much to look forward to except to catch up on my sleep this weekend. ¬†And it is just about the right time for me to do my yearly medical screening again. ¬†Much as I hate going to the hospital to have blood works (hate the fasting!) and scans done, these can be life-saving. ¬†Don’t scrimp on medical screenings and investing in some good supplements. These are the little things which may seem insignificant to you now and ¬†you may not see the immediate benefits yet. Or you may say that you do not have the budget for them. Not ¬†until ¬†you are dealt with a ¬†shocking diagnosis by which time regretting is the one thing that will corrode you. I wish this will never happen to anyone. I have a customer whose mother skipped just 1 year of not having a medical screening done. ¬†The following year when she went for her medical screening, she was diagnosed with breast cancer. She had less than a year to live. ¬†She was only in her early sixties.

Have a good and relaxing weekend world! ūüôā

Yesterday’s dinner…

Sauteed okra with organic ‘milk white’ vegetable (lai park), big onions, tomatoes, shredded kafir lime leaves and Baba’s rendang curry powder. ¬†The ‘milk white’ veggie is added into this dish coz some fussy pot hates okra. ¬†This kid literally pukes each time I force okra down her throat, I kid you not!

Baked garoupa fish breaded with wholewheat bread crumbs.  If you have kids who dislike eating fish, try baking breaded fish. The bread crumbs lend a very crispy texture and aroma to the fish. My kids who are not great fans of the fish love fish cooked in this style.

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Award-Winning Dawdler

Someone just spoilt my afternoon and I am still burning with anger!

Just a moment ago, I received a call from a sales staff from a bank trying to sell a product to me. I wasn’t interested and I told him straight. Then he said that he won’t take long and just wanted to give me some quick info on the product. ¬†But I am freaking busy alright. ¬†I had and still have 1001 things to do and I just told a white lie to the caller: “I am in a meeting right now”. ¬†And before I could swipe the end button on my phone to end the call, some smart alec hollered loudly across and said “NO, YOU ARE NOT IN A MEETING!” ¬†


I am certain that the caller heard that!! Though I didn’t give a hoot.

I quickly swiped the end button on my phone… then shot killer dagger stares and spewed lava on this eat-full-nothing-to-do kid! She’s got a Math exam tomorrow and she had already wasted an hour in the bathroom faffing around and when she came out, she hadn’t even taken her shower!! ¬† I was so enraged I wanted to swallow her up. I would if I were a ruthless giant. ¬†As I am typing this post, this dawdler is at the balcony tending to her plants. Aaaarrrgh… I so want to swallow her up right NOW!!


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Exam Fever

Today is finally the end of Alycia’s final exam. It has been a tough one week for her with lots of last minute revising and only getting 4 hours of sleep each night. My constant nagging to the girls to revise daily has fallen on deaf ears and she prefers to do an eleventh hour revision, in which case, hers is a seventh hour revision just before sitting for her papers! Let me see how she has fared in her exam this time. Since it is such a tall order for me to get her to follow my method of revising, the next best would be for her to do a trial and error on her own studying methods. Her first method of revising during her first semester exam was with her iPod next to her books with music blasting into her ears via ear plugs. The method failed. ¬†Her grades were middling. This time, she surrendered her iPod to me a week before her exam, albeit with reluctance. She studied in total silence in her room with the door locked to prevent her sisters from annoying her. If her seventh hour revision method fails too, I believe she will try another technique in her next exam. One thing for sure is that she needs tuition for Math and I have already found a tuition center for her to begin tuition next month.

Alycia and her classmates have planned to have a little celebration in school with a basketball game after the end of their exam today. I’ll bet when she comes home later today, she’ll plonk herself on the bed and sleep like a baby the entire afternoon. Today marks the end of all the exams for Alycia for this year. Drama Queen and Cass will be sitting for their exam next week and I can foresee tomorrow being a nerve-racking day for me revising with the two dawdlers in the house! I can’t wait for next Friday to come to mark the end of all exams for the girls for this year…

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Smart TV Lessons From Drama Queen

Can you believe that ever since the hubs replaced our old TV with a WiFi-enabled smart TV one year ago, I still do not know how to turn it on? HA HA HA!  Unbelievable right?

Truth is, I have NO TIME to watch the TV.

Am I the only work-from-home-mum of 3 kids who is so outdated and still living in a world of dinosaur TVs? Tell me I am not the only one, tell me!! I feel dumb ya know.

Last week, Drama Queen had to give me a short tutorial on how to operate the smart TV but know what? Half way through it, I was interrupted by work again and by the time I was done replying my customer, I looked at the clock and dang it, it was time to cook dinner already!  So yeah, I still do NOT know how to switch on the frigging damn smart, smart TV!!

How many of you here is just like me and still don’t know how to operate the smart TV?¬†Raise up your hand!! ūüėÄ


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Bribing My Kids

Today I bribed the small brat.  Cute as a button and can melt my heart when she is in her angelic mode, this brat can be a little monster when she is switched to devilish mode, spewing out the molten lava from my within through my nose, mouth, ears and all outlets in my body.

Though she is doing pretty well in her studies in school, she has an ‘attitude problem’, which is driving me NUTS! ¬† Something must have happened between her and her tutor and she started to dislike her Mandarin tutor recently. ¬†The brat will act up each time the tutor comes and this is DRIVING ME INSANE! ¬†Now, this Mandarin tutor is the nicest teacher I have met. Alycia loves this tutor and got along with her really well throughout the 5 years that she tutored Alycia. ¬† Cass and the tutor started off with a very cordial and chummy relationship since the beginning of time. ¬†Cass was about 5 years old when she joined her 2 sisters during Mandarin enrichment classes. ¬†When her syllabus got tougher as she progressed from pre-school to Primary 2, naturally the tutor had to increase the homework load. ¬†Coming from a family consisting of yellow banana parents, our girls are gravitated towards English. They speak in English at home, watch TV shows, listen to English songs and prefer reading English books. With so much influences from pop stars from the West, they are pretty much ‘westernized’.

It was the hubster’s idea of sending the girls to a Chinese school. I had already anticipated all the problems that would brew and crop up one by one should our girls be educated in a Chinese school and tried to change his mind 8 years ago, but the hubster stood his ground – only Chinese school. Period.

Fine then.

For a child coming from an English-speaking family with yellow banana parents, mastering the Chinese language will be tough Рmost of the time, as they are unable to receive much guidance from the parents. Naturally, our girls had a very tough time picking up the Chinese language since they were in pre-school. While spoken Chinese is still manageable as their grandma speaks in Mandarin with them whenever she is around, written Chinese is one of the toughest languages to master and they all struggled during the initial years.  They are still struggling with Chinese writing.  I personally find that whether a child can flourish in a Chinese school depends very much on the character of the child. Does the child possess the material to study in a Chinese school?

Alycia survived 6 years in a Chinese high prestige primary school (SBT) and breezed through it, though she had had many minor melt-downs during Mandarin tuition classes.  She had a very good tutor who would entertain answering her questions sent via Whatsapp round the clock. Yes, I am referring to the same tutor.   Alycia did not protest when her daddy was adamant in sending her to a Chinese independent high school (private).  She is doing OK now. It is too soon to comment further as she is only in Junior High One.

For Sherilyn, she has a typical ‘kwai por’ or ‘Mat Salleh’ character. When she was younger, she used to tell us “I am an English girl, not a Chinese girl!” ¬†She would greet me “hey mum” (and she still does), ¬†reads only English books, watches English movies and listens to English songs and tells me “I HATE CHINESE SCHOOL!!” all the time. ¬†She even recites the times table in English though they are required to do so in Mandarin. ¬†She would morph into another person during Mandarin tuition classes. ¬†She gets so bored that she can snooze off during Mandarin tuition classes. ¬†She would find ways to stall time like faffing around pretending to look for things or pretend to have urges to use the bathroom. ¬†And now, the littlest one is just like Sherilyn during Mandarin tuition classes!! ¬†Monkey see monkey do. ¬†Which is why I feel SO stressed out lately whenever the Mandarin tutor comes. ¬†On bad days, she would refuse to cooperate with the tutor. This is when corporate punishment is meted out. ¬† I feel so harried by the two brats and I am sure the tutor feels the same.

When I run out of ideas to get the 2 brats to behave during Mandarin classes, I bribe them. I use threats and corporal punishment.  Sometimes it works, sometimes it does not. It is easier to use bribes on the littlest brat.  Today I bribed her with something that she really likes from my online store, which is some magic clay.   And it worked. She behaved 90% well, which is a vast improvement compared to the previous class.  I know my way of dealing with these 2 brats is not ideal.  There could be some better ways.  But I do not have the time and money to find a better solution. You may suggest  finding another tutor who uses a different approach in teaching them or perhaps have a better chemistry with these 2 brats. But it is not easy to find another good tutor. I am very comfortable with the current tutor who is one of the nicest teachers around and her fees are very reasonable.  Also, I know that a child cannot be compelled to like something which she naturally dislikes. This will backfire and have serious negative consequences.  These 2 brats hate studying in a Chinese school but are compelled to.

I can’t rant out to the hubs for he will comment that I am harping on the same string again and again. And I can anticipate his replies to me.¬†¬†He is by nature a very happy-go-lucky person and does not place high expectations on academic achievements on his girls. ¬†He’ll be satisfied with mediocre marks and positions while I am the total opposite.

OK, enough of ranting.  I just have to accept the ebb and flow of life of a mother with 3 head strong kids.  My motherly instinct tells me that they will turn out well in future.  And just like Lukas Graham sings Рmy mama said that it was OK.  Mama said that it was quite alright.

My mama always tells me to let it go and chill… she was not pushy on my studies when I was young (and she was a teacher) and I still turned out fine now ūüôā


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On some bad days, the term “I am a good mom” is not by any stretch of my own imagination. I’d feel incompetent and unfit to be a mom. On some good days, “I am a good mom” does not really measure my own worth. ¬† On these good days, the girls would think that their mummy is out of this world. ūüôā

Saturdays are usually busy days for me. My day would start at 4:45am to do some chores and then to wake Alycia up to prepare her for school.  Alycia attends full day school on Saturdays.

Then, I send Sherilyn off to the tuition center by 9am, have a quick breakfast with Cass, do some quick shopping for groceries and rush back home before 11am.  Cass has tuition from a private Mandarin tutor at 11am.

At 1pm, it’s time for me to fetch Sherilyn back from the tuition center.

Back home, I sit with Cass and guide her when she practices her piano.  Yesterday, I spent my afternoon revising BM with Sherilyn and Cass. Today is another blood-vomiting and hair-pulling session for me!

By 2:30pm, Alycia is back from school. After her lunch and shower, she does her homework. Since she does not have any tuition, I guide her in whatever subjects that I can whenever she asks me to.  Thankfully, most of her subjects are in English.  Though she attends a private Chinese school, subjects like Math, Physics, Chemistry and Biology are taught in English (Cambridge syllabus).   English subject is Cambridge syllabus too.

Math for Junior Middle One is super duper tough. I don’t recall doing anything like what Alycia’s doing now when I was in Form 1, ¬†30 years ago. ¬†The Math book is Cambridge syllabus but edited by the school’s board of Mathematicians.

Below are the questions for Alycia’s Math homework yesterday. ¬†They were considered the ‘easiest’ I have seen thus far. ¬† On a few occasions in the past, I wasn’t able to help her solve the sums and had to Whatsapp my younger brother (UK educated electrical engineer) or friends for help.

I felt a sense of achievement when I could solve the two questions that she tossed to me yesterday. ¬†Since I did not have the time to help her at home, I snapped a picture of the page and brought it along with me to work on the sums when I waited for Cass to finish her piano class at Yamaha. ¬†Once I was done, I snapped a picture of the answer sheet and messaged it back to Alycia on Facebook so that she could complete her homework ūüėÄ

My old brain ain’t rusty after all. ¬†Though I don’t remember much about the Math and Add Math formulas that I learned 30 years ago, I applied common sense to solve those questions. What I learned decades ago was pretty different from what my girls are learning now in a Chinese school. I was a product of a Kebangsaan school (Methodist Girls School).

Today (Sunday) is another long and hard day for me. My day started at 4:45am.  Alycia has a jogathon to start off at 6:30am.

I prepared a slice of toasted wheat bread and a glass of Manuka honey to help fuel her 10km run.


Life as a mom is really tough. But I am not complaining. ¬†The man will always remind me of our struggles and battle with infertility 16 years ago.¬†His reminders have never failed to wake me up and remind me to¬†appreciate our 3 princesses, however tough it is to raise them – mentally, physically and financially. ¬†Because that was what we earnestly prayed and asked for from God 16 years ago. ūüôā


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Throes Of Motherhood

Sorry for the lack of updates in my blog for the past 2 weeks. These days, I try very hard to force myself to be in bed by 10pm as I have to wake up for my ‘night duty’ at 2am. It’s agonizing ok, to force yourself up from your beauty sleep to do your motherly duty.

Cass is still recuperating from a bout of UTI attack. I do not want her to hold back her urine for 8-9 hours during bed time. At 2am each day, in the still of the night when everyone else in the house is in their deep slumber and oblivious to what’s happening outside their bedrooms, I carry Cass who is still deep in her sleep, from the bed to the bathroom, as if she was a sack of 23kg rice. While she pees, I quickly fix some Izumio with Waterfall D-Mannose in a glass and gives it to her. After she’s done drinking this potion, I wash her bottom and we go back to bed. Thank God, I can still get back to sleep but 2 1/2 hours later, I would have to force myself out from bed again to do my next round of motherly duty at 4:45am. This is torturous and I am so bushed. But I hope that all my pain and effort will pay off well. The best gift for me would be to see Cass recover 100% from UTI with no recurrence and be 100% diaper-free by this year.

During the day, I would either be in school to check on Cass for a couple of hours or stay home to do some work. In between, I need a short power nap to recharge my batteries.

Tonight, I have broken my own rule. It’s already 10:30pm and I am not in bed yet but at the computer. Tomorrow is a Saturday but my motherly duty continues. I have to do this every single day until Cass is weaned off the diaper at night. Life is tough but I am very sure that I will reap the sweet fruits of my labour very soon.

I better end here instead of rattling on and on. G’nite world! ūüôā

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My Wednesday – 6 January 2016

Haih… and so the nasty chi that circulated around me yesterday attacked me right up to the moment I clambered onto bed at the stroke of midnight. ¬†I thought that after calling it off for the day, the bad chi would end but NAY! The moment I plonked onto bed, I felt a crick on my left neck. The crick paralyzed my entire head and I had to lay still and massage my ¬†neck for 15 minutes or so to release the crick. ¬†DANG it! I could not believe my luck!!

I seriously need to know how to manage stress. It’s not doing me any good. When our body goes into stress, millions of stress hormones called Cortisol are released, attacking every cell in our body. Thus, the stress gas stabbing my middle abdomen and the stiffness in my body yesterday.

This morning, I woke up feeling groggy and zombified having had only 5 hours of sleep. After sending our girls off, I went back to sleep. I was contemplating whether to swim or not to. My mind was willing but body was too weak. I made the right decision. After a 1-hour power nap, I felt my batteries recharged to full bar. I quickly hung the laundry, took a quick bite for breakfast and zoomed off to school.

Traffic was pretty bad. I reached school about half an hour later. Then spent over an hour to sort out Cass’ missing books. The issue is still not totally resolved yet. I’ll need to follow up with both her primary 1 and primary 2 teachers.

On the way back from school, I felt a creepy crawlie going up my leg. Dang it, it must be the baby roach that Alycia saw on Sunday. I swept it away with  my hand and I am still not sure what it was.  For a moment, my memory went back to the year 1990. Fresh from my 17th birthday, my mum presented me with driving lessons. On the second lesson, I saw a big roach on the car floor mat. The car was a really beaten up old and dirty junk. I screamed and stopped short the car in the middle of the road at the roundabout and raised both my legs on the seat. The grumpy old man driving instructor yelled at me impatiently. HA HA HA!!

Note to self – must fumigate my car with Sol-U-Guard (Melaleuca) powerful antibacterial spray.

Then I stopped at a cafe to have a nice lunch.  It was just me alone and I was working from my mobile phone at the cafe with no interruption. No yelling at the kids.  Total blissss!!

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I am now hankering for positive vibes. I am trying to stay positive and happy. I hope this stays even after the girls are back home.


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Bad Day

This is one of the rules of a typical Chinese school that I really hate!

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Hair cannot be more than 5cm below the ears. Wait, there’s more. No concave style. No stylo mylo cut. Only plain Bob! If you want to keep bangs, make sure they are clipped up with only BLACK hair pins or clips. Dark brown hair clips/pins are not accepted either. ¬†No fancy schmancy clips too. Long hair must be tied in only ONE style, which is grandma’s style – bun. ¬†That’s why 99% of Chinese-ed female students invariably have the same ‘nerdy’ look.¬†No offense ok. My 3 girls are products from a military-style Chinese school.

Just 2 weeks earlier, I had brought the big girl for a hair cut. Today the prefect gave her an ultimatum to have the hair cut by today itself, failing which the teacher will cut it for her in school as tomorrow is photography day. Duh!!

Today Murphy’s Law ruled my life. I hate today. Everything that could go wrong went wrong. I waited for over 1 hour for the hairstylist who promised me that I only needed to wait for 15 ¬†minutes. Bull shit! I left his salon and went to another¬†salon.

Prior to this, someone made me fuming mad when she cut my packets of Izumio hydrogen water! Last night I told her to be very very very careful before she opened the box (with retail price of over RM400) with a pair of scissors. This smart alec as usual only listened to 50% of what I said. I think she must have stabbed the box with all her cow strength, knowing her! Consequently, about 5 packets of Izumio were punctured with holes. That cost me over RM50 ūüôĀ ūüôĀ ¬†I was shocked when I saw them. ¬†I only noticed the damage in the afternoon today.

Tuition time today was another blood-vomiting time for me. I almost slapped the girl when she talked to her tutor and me with so much disrespect and arrogance when she made a mistake but did not admit it. Her couldn’t care less attitude is seriously taking a toll on my mental and physical health! I seriously think that if this continues, I’ll be sent to the mad house or have some serious health problems.

Next, Cass told me that she was the only one in class without some activity books for all the subjects. I think her former class teacher must have kept the books when she went on a 2-week long MC in November. ¬†I’ll have to make another trip to her school tomorrow to see her teachers to sort out this problem. Hopefully her books are still waiting for her, else, there goes my money again.

Next up – filling up forms brought back from school by the girls and parting with money. Boy do I hate filling up forms. It causes me stress!

All in all, today has been a very bad¬†day for me. ¬†The girls were constantly getting on my raw nerves, especially the 2 younger ones. And the hubby is still in Sabah and not around to share my load of stress! My tummy had accumulated so much painful ‘stress gas’. Surprisingly, gulping down 2 packets of Izumio managed to get rid of the stabbing pain.

It’s way past my regular bed time now. I do not like to go to bed seething in anger. Thus, this blog post to rant and let it go. Cass always tells me to let it go whenever I tell her that I am upset. I am so in deep shit tomorrow morning. I can’t function without a minimum of 6 hours of sleep and I am only going to get 5 hours. Duh!

Nite everyone.


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Stressful Monday – 7 October 2015

The past 1 week has been super duper dreadfully stressful for me. Have I told you that Miss Drama Queen has stopped attending the daily after-school tuition center effective October 2015? I don’t see any improvement in her grades for the past 1 year and she did not fulfill her daddy’s ultimatum to show us just a little improvement.

Miss Drama Queen begged us to allow her to continue going to the tuition center but we have to mean what we say and walk the talk. So yeah, cruel as we may be, I had to break the news to the principal of the tuition center. I think she will fare better under the tutelage of our current private tutor who has been teaching Alycia and Cass for the past 4.5 years. ¬† Nonetheless, she will still attend tuition at the center once a week on Saturdays. I know she just can’t let go of the friendship she has made with all her bffs at the tuition center for the past 2 years.

Bad news for me is that I holler more at home. ¬†This drama queen has a ‘tidak apa’ (couldn’t care less) attitude and is such a dawdler! In every single task that she hates but has to do.

Good news is that she can help me out in the kitchen everyday as she loves cooking ūüėÄ

With 2 rascals to monitor in their revision for exam since last week, I think at least 5 years of my life have been snatched away.  I kid you not. My heart palpitations have increased in frequency with 9 hours of screaming at home. Every. Single. Freaking. Day!

Yesterday was really stressful for me. My part-time helper called in last minute to inform me that she’s taking a day off. ¬†At the eleventh hour that is. ¬†WTF!! I felt so stressed out with the girls and with house chores that I just did not feel like cooking or doing anything. ¬†I tai-chied floor mopping and clothes ironing to Alycia since her exam is only starting next week and she can still help out in the house. ¬†Then we went out to a nearby mall for dinner. But big mistake. After dinner, there was a horrendous traffic jam outside the mall. By the time we reached home, it was close to 10pm. After shower and all, I only had 15 minutes to sit down with Cass to go through the topics that she is weak in her Math. ¬†Since Math is in Chinese, I had to rope in Alycia to help out.

Hopefully the drama queen and Cass will fare well in their Math papers today. ¬†My mum has always been advising me to chill out and close one eye to the girls’ grades in school. She knows I am one who gets stressed out easily. ¬†I wish I can take heed of her advice and close both eyes and just let them be. Whether the grade is ¬†A, B, C or F – just chill out and close both eyes to the grades.

But can I?

Can you?



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Conversation With Cass

Going through the throes of motherhood, often times my girls will drive me to the point of breaking down with thoughts of packing my bags and ditching them for good!

When the girls, especially the littlest one was in her rascal temperament and being very disobedient last week…

Me – I will leave you all soon and never come back! Then you will all realize how good I have been!! And you will regret for not loving me enough and taking me for granted! *blood boiling*

Cass – you can never leave me. I will follow you wherever you go to. I will go to Ipoh to look for you!! We can never be separated!!

Oh like how did she even know that I will flee to Ipoh? See, I am so transparent and easy to hack! HA!

My not so baby-ish anymore baby girl is still loving her part-time gig as model at mummy’s online store ūüôā





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Conversation On Bang Bang Over Dinner

At the dining table over dinner today, the song “Bang Bang” by Jessie J, Ariana Grande and Nicki Minaj was played on the radio. The girls sang along as they ate dinner.

Alycia – mummy, do you know what “bang bang” means actually?

Me (acting dumb) – yeah… bang bang with a gun like this *and pointing my hand like a gun towards Alycia*

Alycia – NO-O, it’s not that kind of bang bang! You know… thaaat bang bang?

Me – what kind of bang bang? *Question – should I stop acting dumb and explain the birds and bees to her?*

Ok, I should!!

Me – OH… you mean thaaat bang bang? Of course I know what it is!

Alycia – so err, you and daddy bang bang?

Me – OF COURSE! How do you think you, Sherilyn and Cass came into this world? Dropped from heaven just like that?

Alycia – you and daddy bang bang? OMG, that’s so dissssgussssting!!

Me – no, that’s not disgusting!

Alycia – luckily I did not bump into you and daddy banging on those nights that I woke up to pee.. HEE HEE!

Me – you think we would be so dumb to bang bang with the door opened? And when our door is closed, don’t you bang on the door to see if we are banging ok… coz we will not open the door for you!

Alycia, Sherilyn and Cass – HA HA HA!!

(Alycia has a habit of knocking on our door just as hubs and I have turned off the bedroom light to sleep. She then walks into the room in the pretext of taking the hand lotion and peers at me who is on the bed, suspiciously and in the hope of seeing ‘something’, LOL! Oh well, she’s at this stage where she’s just curious about the birds and bees)

Alycia – err, by the way, I finally found out what a CONDOM is! You know, at first I thought a condom was some kind of birds. But I recently read about condoms being banned in some schools in the US. SO… daddy wears a condom when he bang bang eh?

Me – OH yes! We baaaaaang all the way with it so that you won’t get another naughty younger sister or brother to bother you!!

And then the girls broke into a loud guffaw! ūüėÄ

I love having dinners at home together. It’s the time when the girls and I talk and laugh about everything and anything. It’s also the time when Alycia (she can be quite a hard nut to crack) is in a jovial mood and I take this opportunity to give her pep talks, advice and knock sense into her head.

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Holding My Mind Ransom

Kids these days are super manipulative. With access to online social media platforms, the internet and the newspapers, my 12-year old knows more than I do sometimes. After all, she has more free time on hand to read during her leisure time whereas my free time is like just ten minutes a day Рwhen I sit on the throne. And this is also  with the littlest one inside the same bathroom as me, to chat with me while she showers!

Anyway, I want to tell you how manipulative my 12-year old is each time I reprimand her for not putting enough time and effort to study. ¬†With information that she absorbs from the newspapers and internet, she knows what kids are up to these days. ¬†Each time I chide her off, she will say this to me… “mummy, if you want me to study so hard, later I will go crazy and depressed. And then I will jump off a building!” ¬† This is definitely a case of a child verbally holding her parent’s mind ¬†ransom! This makes me want to retort and say “go jump off right now!” Of course I did not say this, so as not to make myself so childish and to really challenge a tween with raging hormones to really do it. This girl is pretty reticent but when she talks, she can be really good with her words and sometimes corners me. ¬† If you hear such words coming out from the mouth of your tween, what would you do and say?



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Random Updates

I have been  so so super duper busy the past week. Well, I should say I have not been free since the start of school on 12 January 2015.

As with other years, orders at my online store have been very high around this time as CNY is less than 2 weeks away. Plus I have been busy with the girls. Sherilyn’s BM language is weak and if I do not guide her, she is really doomed since she is going to be stuck¬†in a public school until high school. Every night, I spend at least half an hour coaching her in BM. ¬†One of my greatest wishes right now is for a big windfall and I am pulling my girls out of Chinese school right away and in they go to a private or international school! *wishful thinking* LOL!

Now that I have a tad more free time in the morning, I spend longer time in the gym in the mornings. It feels good not having to rush off working out. Once I am home, I take a shower, take a short breakfast while I work on the computer and off I go to the nearby supermarket to get my groceries. Back home, I work till the girls return at 2ish pm.

Visiting the hair salon is a regular affair for us. Alycia needs her hair cut twice a month. You know the absurd ruling in Chinese schools is that if your hair is not tied up neatly into a bun (with no random strands of hair jutting out), your hair must be short like Lam Ah Chan and cannot touch the collar!  Remember this Hong Kong slapstick comedy  in the 80s on Lam Ah Chan? LOL!!   Since Alycia is a school prefect, she gets panic stricken each time she imagines that her hair is touching her school shirt collar and then goes into a frenzy, bugging me to bring her to the hair salon.

On Saturday last week, we visited our regular hair salon for Alycia to get her hair cut…

Throughout the half hour when Alycia’s hair was being cut, Cass kept kissing and hugging her che che while stroking her cheeks and saying “awwww, you’re so cute che che”!

Though they fight and bicker all the time, Cass is nevertheless besotted with her Alycia che che and loves her to bits.


On some days after school, Cass goes on to do some freelance modeling job at mummy’s online store…



Cass, after school today. I worry about her a lot everyday on how she is coping in school. I think she is getting along really fine and already has a handful of buddies. She keeps telling me the same answer each time I ask her if she likes school. She is loving it! And now my next hurdle is to perfect her Chinese word recognition. That is another tall order and I hope that we will be able to overcome it together.




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Involving Kids In Household Chores

It took my daughters and me over 2 years to get used to our life without a live-in maid, since our live-in maid of 4 years returned to Indonesia for good. My daughters have had at least a maid at any one time all their lives to care for them until 2 years ago. In 2005, we had 2 live-in maids. That was the year Sherilyn was born.  Alycia was only 14 months when her sister was born. And I was still holding a full-time job.  Thus we hired 2 live-in maids.

We have had ¬†live-in maids for over 10 years, way back to even before Alycia was born. Life back then with a live-in maid was such a luxury. I’ve had my minimum of 6-7 hours of sleep each night and never had to worry about having to do any house chores. ¬†All that changed 2 years ago when our live-in maid decided to return to start a family in Indonesia. Since then, I am only limited to a maximum of 5 hours of shut-eye each night. Every single school-going day, I’d feel zombified. ¬†Some people don’t really need to sleep while some cannot function without sufficient sleep. I am the latter.

Ever since kakak Dyah left in August 2012, ¬†I have never liked the idea of cooking and eating at home. ¬†Cooking means having to wash the dishes, clean the kitchen, mop the floors, dry the clean dishes and keep them. I was terrified and tired of the whole freaking process. ¬†When kakak Dyah just left, I tried the daily home catered food but stopped short just after a month. I actually tried twice ¬†and in both cases, I was already sick of the food on the third day! ¬†I still remember during my second try with another home caterer, I ¬†gave the food away to the guards at our condo everyday for the entire month! ¬†Instead, I cooked simple yet delish food that the girls loved. ¬†Gradually, I started to force myself to cook every day – at least once…. all for the love of my girls. ¬†Beginning this year, which is the second year sans a live-in maid, I began to get the hang of cooking. ¬†I then cooked twice a day! ¬†Gradually, I have also learned to condition my mind to ‘like’ washing the dishes and accepted the fact that our kitchen is too small to ever fit in a dishwasher. ¬†Though we have a part-time maid coming in almost 5 days a week, she however, is not very reliable in terms of attendance. ¬†And we cannot push every single chore to her as we have¬†a limit of 4 hours each time she works.

Over the period of 2 years, my girls have learned to accept that doing chores after each meal is COMPULSORY… and that chores are a part of their meals – like dessert! ūüėÄ ¬† ¬†Looking back, I am very glad that my girls and I have come to where we are now. ¬†When kakak Dyah just left, we ate out a lot. ¬†Now, we are eating more at home. ¬†The girls now know that ¬†after each meal, they are to bring the dirty dishes to the wet kitchen. ¬†The drama queen’s duty is to wash the dirty dishes. ¬†Alycia’s duty is to wipe the chairs, dining table and pick up food from the floor. ¬† Cass’ duty is to wipe the clean dishes and keep them. ¬† And my duty is to wash the pots and pans (STILL HATE THIS CHORE!) ¬†mop the floor, throw the garbage and everything else that needs to be done. ¬†In fact, the girls prefer to eat home more than eating out and don’t mind flexing their limbs to help out, though they would bicker when they work.

Drama queen at work just now…

Alycia cleaning the table till it’s sparkling clean! ¬†She’s a clean freak just like me ūüėÄ

Do you rope in your kids to help in the household chores?



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Of Bribing A Child

Today I bribed Cass!

I told Cass that if she would let me record a video her dancing and singing to Meghan Trainor’s All About That Bass song, I would give her a reward *evil mum* ¬† ¬†Now she is bugging me to shoot the video so that she can claim her reward!

Coz I think Cass looks too cute when she sings and dances to that song.

But don’t shoot me just yet. ¬†My main purpose is not to show off how cute she is when she sings and moves her booties to the song of All About That Bass. ¬†I want to record the video for remembrance sake. ¬†For her to watch it when she grows up. ¬†And for me to watch it many moons down the road and have a good chuckle all by myself when my babies have left the nest.

Would you bribe your child to do something similar to this?  Do you think I am teaching her the wrong thing?  That by bribing, you can get anything that you want?


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