Epiphany. 312

Some time around March this year, we were looking around for a watch. We wanted one manufactured on D's birth day but there was none to be found in the market. Neither could we find an N series anymore.

 

So we settled for a 312.

 

We didn't realise until last night that this watch actually bears a symbolic meaning.

 

3.12

 

The date we got legally bound! :)

::MARRIAGE:: Journey

A while ago, I caught N looking through our wedding photos. 

For a man with almost zilch sentimental value and who bought us a storage bed to store our wedding album, I thought that was quite odd. So I asked him what he was looking at.

The story of this picture is of Our Journey.

It captures our footprints right to where we were standing at.

MARRIAGE

N said he was looking at how slim he was just about a year ago.

His chin was so sharp then. And he was also slimmer then.

And me??

I was also reminded that I had a waist then. 

And how snugly I fit into my denim shorts on our honeymoon right after the banquet.

Now that we have progressed on in Our Journey, and this is what has become of the waist...

Now. Who s the poor thing?

The one with an extra chin? Or the one with no more waist? ;p

ROARSS!

And so it seems, I just received a call transmitting great news, I am not the only one measuring growth by the fruit this year! :D

Someone else in the maternal family has joined the big dragon chase! :D

Make that 3 of us in family in the big chase this year!!!

Not that I have heard any of the great news from the horses' mouth though.. you know how secrets always cant be kept a secret within family?? Mine was leaked wayyyy before I made the big announcement too >.<"

CNY 2013 is gonna be soooo much moooore exciting!

This pic was actually doodled to mark the growth milestone of my little bean who turned peach size in week 13. Heh! And I thought Dino looked a cross between dinosaur and dragon, so a great representation of my lil bean ;)

It should be a sweet potato size this week but I dont have any cutsie sweet potato cartoons to doodle yet..

YAY to playmates and merrier gatherings next year!

We cant wait for u to arrive darling!

Daddy and Mummy slept with your zebra last night!

The Song

Drawing experience from raising my precious furkid where I had a song invented specially to sooth him to sleep since young, which works wonders every time we want to put him to bed even up till now, I had a serious discussion with the hubba last night. We need to find a song for our baby. Just like Murphy has his song.

Being the great musician that hubba is, he of course, had questioned my choice of tune for Murphy's Song. Claiming it was weird. Apparently the change of tune between verses is a little abnormal and is not common in professionally written pieces. He has never heard such tune change before. Being the non-musician that I am, of course I dont quite understand that technical bit but was quite defensive over MY song and thus claimed that I have my own unique song writing techniques which the pros out there probably have never experimented before. pfft!

But anyway, in order not to let baby inherit any potentially unacceptable music education from mummy that might ruin his/her future music upbringing, I decided to bring the matter up to the musically inclined daddy last night and let him take charge.

We had a serious chat while daddy was shatting on his throne, and I was right outside the bathroom disturbing his peaceful private time ;p 

Me, "Daddy, we need to find a song for baby. You know, like the Murphy song? Then next time when baby cry or fuss, we can just sing The Song to soothe baby."

Daddy, "Ok. National anthem lor."

Me, " -_-||| . Ok. But I am not going to do it in public. You can sing mari kita to your kid next time if he/she cries in public."

Enjoying TWO!

As soon as we were married, N and I have been getting many advices from the couples who have been there and done that. One of the most repeated one was to enjoy life as a twosome and travel as far as you can!

Now, I always wonder how difficult can it get to bring a bub with you on a trip? Within my circle, I have witnessed those gungho backpack travellers types who bring not one, but TWO little bubs on road trips to the NZ. This type makes parenting and travelling with add-ons seem sucha breeze. Conversely, on the other end of the scale, I have also witnessed those who surrender and swear by their lives never to bring the bub out on a trip ever again after a 3D2N short cruise/bintan trip. Some even pay for an extra ticket for some extra mummy/daddy's help. ;p I guess till the day we become parents to a little bub, we can never judge the latter. ;p

This week, we were on a mission to gather some friends to go on a shopping and eating spree in HK. One of them is down with a mini bun in oven and hence cannot travel under the gynae's advice. The other one, guess what?! Cant travel because cannot find a place to deposit the little bub! ;p Said bub made parental slaves during the above-mentioned cruise trip some months ago and the parent have since decided no more trips for her till further notice. *Sigh* I thought it would have been cute to have someone small to fuss and coo over during the trip. Sometimes, maybe I underestimate the kind of parental commitment required towards a human kiddo and overestimate my mama prowess. HEH.

I guess we are heading there as a TWO this trip.

Gotta enjoy the twosome for as long as it lasts. :)

Year of the Water Dragon!

So the question of the year for us was

"When are you guys going to have a baby?"

Barely 2 months after our wedding, and having at least a cute little toddler or a preggy in each house we visited, what are the chances of aunties pointing their darts towards you? Apparently still quite high. o_O"  

So 2 months into marriage, I think we are still tackling the harder questions in life.

That of living together trying not to kill each other with the different habits at home.
We have no problem having the toilet seat up or down, no problem with squeezing the toothpaste from top or bottom. Our major problem - different expectations of cleanliness. That, is a daily bicker topic hubs and I share in our lovenest. About a month or so ago, I had to hold my breath, overcome my fear of sticking a toilet brush into the toilet bowl (and thereafter taking it out again = YUCK) to do the chore of scrubbing off the yellow stains that the hubs had pushed far long enough for me to continue bearing the sight of and nagging at. I mean, I dont want to grow into a naggy old woman :( So I overcame my psychological fear and went ahead to do it. But I did remember to whine and complain after performing the arduous task of scrubbing the toilet bowl :(

And just yesterday, I threw away a 2-week old unused pail of water that the man had lovingly prepared and proudly exclaimed "I already prepared the water for mopping the floor! I will mop tonight after we send Murphy home!" - major scorepoint on the wife's scoreboard especially since he had also just vacuumed the floor....fast forward to the same night that we came back from sending Murphy home and then to 2 weeks later, the pail of water was left UNTOUCHED :x
Lesson learnt: dont count your chickens before they are hatched.

So yeah. We are still fighting a cleanliness battle at home, trying to accomodate to each other's habits. So as for the baby question, we tried to give those adults a satisfactory answer = signs that we are trying. So we gave positive replies like:
Soon. Next year. We ll try. Smile. Look at each other, "hor?"

And as to whether are we ready to accomodate a little one in our lives, I guess we ll have to come to terms with each other first and answer to that later!