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At 18 months, Amanda upped her level of cuteness by a notch.

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After months of us struggling and dealing with her rather long unkempt fine hair, she finally let us tie her hair up!
And suddenly, every little things she do… is soooo soooo girlie to me!

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I am so going to flood this post with lots of her new hairdo!

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Here she is, eyes glued to the TV and then sings along with her “microphone”.

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She loves stringing beads, and would say 珠珠 whenever she wants us to bring it down from the window stills for her.

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And when she tried to get me to string beads with her, I pretended not know how to, and it got her pretty anxious, wanting to teach me how to but doesn’t quite know how to tell me.
She now plays with her smart Daddy, who is great in stringing them.
And this is how I got myself off-the-hook and not string beads many times everyday.

I am not sure if she worrier / control-freak like me, or she is just a busybody / 管家婆. Its a fine line.

Other than making sure everyone wears their home slipper (a rule she came up with when she was less than a year old), she makes sure everyone changes their shoes when going out.
One by one, she points to our shoes, and tells Me, her Daddy and the nanny, to change into them.
She would hold and remind me to bring my bag out, stuff her Daddy’s iPhone into his pocket, or points to our coat, all while I trying to get my boots on.

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Mama, what are you waiting for?
Change into your Uggs. Chop-Chop!

She is so anxious and persistent, making sure we get our stuffs and get out of the house, that I sometimes break into sweat before leaving home.

She enjoys her mealtime.

And whenever, she hears us placing plates and dishes on the dining table, she would run over and tries to climb onto her high chair.
If she finds her Daddy sitting on the sofa and not joining us at the dining table, she would run and pull and “drag” her Daddy over.
Which is a good thing, coz I often have to call out to Dp many times before he comes over.

Mealtime!
面…面… and (Opps!) my messy hair

She now prefers noodle over rice.
She also loves 小米粥 / soup. Cause she loves scooping watery food from her bowl and enjoys slurping it up from her soup spoon.
Still picky and at least she now has 2 more variety on her menu.
She recognizes and loves Broccoli. And still loves meat. She would point and say 菜菜 and 肉肉 when she wants them.

Toddlers really do eat when they are ready to accept more variety or when they are hungry.

She can now concentrate better at her early learning class, and I was beaming with pride when she was the only toddler, dancing and following every action that the co-coordinator makes.

Eyes, ears, mouth and nose...
Eyes, ears, mouth and nose… head, shoulders, knees and toes…knees and toes

She watches Teletubbies with her Teletubbies. And would pick and hug the same Teletubby that is appearing on TV.

Hee! I ask her a dozen times a day, If she loves Mama. She would nod her head.
I too made her say, 爱, each time.

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Happy 18th Months, Lil’ Judebabe!
Daddy and Mummy Loves you!

Ever since, Amanda celebrated her first Birthday, I was looking forward to the day she turns 18 months, instead of the 4th of every month.
I am kinda losing track her new developments but I am sensing the differences in her behavior.
More toddler-like. More girlie.

I am also sensing that we are going to have sooo much more fun together.

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Been wanting to do this post for more than a year!
I have been doing post & photos of mostly Balenciaga bags.

Just before the nanny left, I had a a chance to go through my wardrobe and taking each bag out of their dust bag…
Enjoying things I love to do pre-pregnancy and pre-baby.

I was then reminded of how much and why I Love Chanel.
The bag and the leather are simply *indescribable
(* and because my vocab shrunk with my Mummy-scattered brain.)


Dust bags and boxes.
Chanel...

Long story short.

Got my first Chanel, bottom right, a black medium caviar classic in Dec ’06.
Second Chanel, top right, baby cabas in July ’07.
Everything else in 2008. A year of mad mad Chanel obsession!

My Most Used Chanel – Jumbo caviar. (middle left) and maybe a tie with WOC (bottom left)
My Most Beautiful Chanel – Dark Silver ’08 Reissue. (middle center)
My Most Adventurous Chanel – Buying a non-black bag,purple East-west.

And here’s My Cutest Chanel – Mini Flap!

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Mini to me. Jumbo on Amanda. :p

Daddy can be heard telling Amanda (very proudly) where Mummy’s precious collection are, when giving a (daily) tour of the walk-in wardrobe!
It makes Daddy very happy whenever I tell Amanda, Its going to be ALL YOURS!!!

However, he got smarter when I tried the same trick in Miu Miu Paragon last week.
He asked me WHEN am I going to give the bags to Amanda… and what if they become mouldy?
I tried to brush it off by saying that the bags won’t be mouldy in dry climate Yuncheng…!
And Amanda will definitely lay her hands on the many Classics… when she’s old enough to understand and appreciate.
Besides I wouldn’t want to spoil her, young.

And here’s something else for Amanda…
I found my long-lost Tiffany bracelet, I thought I lost it for the last 12 months.
Was searching high & low and Ashley conveniently forgot to inform me that she found it in Singapore.
It was a birthday pressie from Dp in 2002. And also my first one from him.
He was still schooling in Manchester then… he ordered it from London and mailed it to Singapore.
Along with the bracelet, they mailed him a catalogue of their engagement rings.
He was exclaiming then that they were expensive!
A very meaningful bracelet. As he no longer goes through the hassle to get me presents! Ha!
These days, I get them myself! :p

Playing with Mummy's bracelet...
Reaching out…

Meanwhile, this is how Amanda will be playing with the bracelet until she’s big and tall enough to wear it.

Ps: Been working on this post for many days. Had to find time to do it during Amanda’s nap!

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Family…

February 27, 2010

in Her Family,Her Life

Gong Gong & Por Por & Amanda
Gong Gong & Por Por.
Amanda love (and can be soothed by) Ah-Gong. Bullies Ah-Por.

Yee-ma with niece
With Yeeeee-ma.

Same hairstyle
Daddy and Kao-fu…
All three with the same hair style. Or the lack of proper hair style.

No pix of me. Coz I somehow ballooned into this in the last one week…

Me.

Every mirror I look into, I see a big, round face and a few chins.
And ’0′ confidence. Shocking!

I didn’t feel so awful about myself before returning to Singapore.
Of course, trying to squeeze myself into dresses that’s too small in ‘L’, is also very discouraging.

Then again, I feel a little better about myself, when I look at Amanda.
She greets me in the morning with eyes that say: I’m looking at the most beautiful person in the world.
Erm… I think she meant that lah! Ha!

Anyway, Amanda’s daddy has returned Home.
Maybe Mum exagerated, but she claimed that Dp’s eyes were red when he headed for departure. (The case whenever he leaves Singapore without me.)
He must have missed Amanda and me already!
He extended his stay in Singapore, he can’t stay forever and needs to return to Yuncheng. There are people waiting for him to make decisions and start on the project.
Maybe when his work is done, he would have more time for holidays.

He is also pretty excited about the opening of the 2nd IR.
We went to RW casino last week. Too many people. Too little tables.
We wanted to play poker pretty badly but there weren’t any seats. hmmph!!!
I left Dp at the casino to go shopping with Ashley.
Meanwhile, Amanda was crying for me at home.
I rushed home to find Mum crying. She was upset and felt helpless when Amanda was crying very loudly amd pitifully for me. And apparently only my Dad could calm her.

Hey... fishy fishy fishy...
Hey… Fishy fishy fishy!!!

Anyway, I am sure amanda would grow to love her Grandma as much. HeeHee!
She spoils her with lots of grandmother-ly Love!

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I found Dp’s old passport.
And searched for his UK immigration entry date, 8 years ago.
It was on the 13th October 2001.

I checked with him if we met on that very day, he said he remember sleeping (jet lagged) for the whole of following day, before meeting me for the very first time.

This makes 15th October, another special date, to add to a bunch of other special dates that calls for celebration and gifts (for myself).
Woo-hoo!

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Gwen, Keith, Dp and me.
Feb ’02. Starbucks during Road trip to Edinburgh.

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You all know we met in Manchester but how did we really meet???
He was doing his Masters and I was there for my degree. We weren’t even classmates.

Well, Dp flight arrived at the Manchester airport late at night and someone from the Uni was supposed to pick him up.
When no one did, he took a taxi to the Uni’s accommodation office.
Of course, the accommodation office was close at night.
The security guard was contacting the accommodation staff.
Keith, a fellow Singaporean, passed by the office, offered to put Dp up at his place.
(I do think that its very kind of Keith to pick up a stranger and offer help to a fellow Chinese.)
After a day and night of sleeping, Keith brought Dp over to our flat for dinner…
That’s when and how we met for the very first time.

I’ve always believe that it’s fate that we met.

You think the rest is history? Love at first sight? Nah!
We were actually discussing how old Dp looks for his age that day we met… haha!

Dp was extremely shy that he never talk in Gwen’s and my presence until some time in January ’02.
Before when he’s in our flat with Keith, he doesn’t talk.
Sitting in his corner eat when told and washed the dishes when asked to.

Things changed or the real him emerged, when we were all out for the ’02 Countdown in town, we had difficulty getting a taxi so we walked all the way back to our flat.
Like most of our night’s out anyway. Those days.
Then, being young, we spent the whole night up chatting.
That night, In the comfort of his friends, Dp was very relaxed and chatting very happily…
He opened up a lot more since.

Voss - I love sunset.

*muack*

Over lunch this afternoon, I told him that today is another special day.
And how everything would be very different now if we haven’t met, i.e, He wouldn’t be this happy now. :-p
His face was buried in the rice bowl but I knew he was smiling.

Other than meeting Dp -my very own village boy, Amanda is the best thing that happened because we met.

As I am typing this post, Dp is playing and talking to his precious baby girl.
A while ago, I took a break to kiss her. He pushed me away coz I took his seat to play with his girl. :-p
So Sweet huh?

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Taken this morning.

But he did something pretty evil last night.
He woke a sleeping Amanda with the smell of durian!!!
It was funny to see her twitch her nose, frown and wake up disgusted! Haha!!!
Btw, our confinement nanny described the King of fruit, Durian as smelly rotten onion!

To my Baby Amanda – Your Grandpa Dong and Daddy hated durian too! But they are now in love with it.
I am sure you will grow to love durian too.
I swear you were kicking and moving a lot when I was eating durian during pregnancy,
I think you were loving it then.

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Our Year 7…?

June 23, 2009

in Her Life

We kinda missed celebrating our 3rd wedding anniversary

We couldn’t decide what to eat (hard to decide with the limited choice) and were too cheapskate to pay full price for the movies as I left my discounted cinema stored value card at home.
So we went foot massage with friends… or rather I sat and watched everyone else got their foot massaged.
There’s something very wrong with Yuncheng’s air… there isn’t anything Romantic in it.

All I remember about last year’s wedding anniversary celebration was me eating chicken rice in Beijing…
And some awful steak in Yuncheng the year before.

I had no idea what did last year for our 6th anniversary. I forgot to note it down in my little date book.
Either we did not nothing or I am forgetful because of the pregnancy.

So with our 7th Anniversary, I wanted to get out and go Beijing…
For some shopping and to eat and get fat with my favorite food.
For one last time before lil’ judebabe’s arrival and before I become too big to fly.

Then, Dp had to leave Yuncheng (to go round & round mountains and get to coal mines) for work.
So we are planning to go to Beijing this weekend instead, with so much going on in the company I hope nothing can going to stop us coz I can feel my bump getting bigger by the minute day.

Anyway, last night we did go catch Terminator in Chinese.
We aren’t fans of translated films but the actions made up for it!
Its not about the film (we watch DVDs every other day!) but the date night that made its special.
And I had one whole popcorn to myself.

I am not bitter about not celebrating anniversaries.
Gifts and shopping will easily make up for it.
Besides its really hard to make it special in Yuncheng.
Or in Beijing when the SIL calls every other hour and meal time making arrangements to meet & irritate.

I am more concerned about the couple-time. Celebrations involving only the 2 of us, not lil’ judebabe and a nanny.
And if we are lucky enough to get some help and have some couple-time in the future, its not as fun as I can foresee myself calling every few minutes to whoever that is babysitting, to make sure that everything is fine.

Dp, however announced to a table of 10 over dinner last Sunday (and almost everyone we meet), that he couldn’t wait for lil’ judebabe to arrive.
He thinks our life would be so much more interesting with a baby.
He seems to think that we have had enough of our 二人世界 couple-time. Not me!

I do agree at some point but maybe he haven’t heard, babies are fun to play with but not when they are cranky, not feeling well and demanding every minute of your attention.
He too think that having a nanny will solve everything that I worry about… Yes, we can get help but a good help aren’t easy to find.

I love being in control, so letting a nanny taking of lil’ judebabe completely is difficult for me.
And as for Dp, if he’s thinking that with a baby, I will have less time for him, thus freedom.
Then he’s wrong.
There’s no chance of him running off to play cards, just because my hands are full with lil’ judebabe.
It may seem to be the case for most Yuncheng men (where the wives stays in with the kids and men enjoying themselves like they have no kids) but I am nothing like their wives.

Is it normal for Mommy-to-be to worry like me or am I just pessimistic?

Older post from previous anniversaries – times I do not worry excessively
- Year 3
- Year 4
- Year 5

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Our entrance to the ceremony

The first words that came out from Dp’s mouth this morning were “Jie-fen
(his imitation of southern counterparts who can’t pronounce 结婚 “jie-hun” correctly.)
I went, Huh?
He then made use opportunity to accuse me of being heartless!

Of course, I remembered.
I came up with this list, days ago.

There is always so much to discover each year, about your funny side.

I love you for

- pretending to scream in pain whenever the 70+++ kg Me sits on your thighs… Or was it for real?

- giving in to my pregnancy hormones. A term that I did not expect you know but you did coz you learnt it from Season 3 of Dexter.

- assuring me that I am not FAT but just pregnant… sometimes even before I ask, Am I fat?

- giving me the disapproving look when I try to do something silly that will hurt me and lil’ judebabe, like wearing heels around the house, getting a acrylic nail pedicure and wearing something too tight around the waist.

- touching my belly as you try to fall asleep every night.

- hating me when I pressed your hand / fingers hard against my belly to feel lil’ judebabe… you were so scared that you were going to crush her.

- talking to my belly which i always thought you will feel too silly & embarrassed to.

- telling her that you love lil’ judebabe but will always love her Mommy more.
(Which was cute and pretty mean at the same time!)

- thinking that lil’ judebabe is smart, because you are.

- thinking that lil’ judebabe is going to be smart just because she keeps moving around in my belly.
*rolls eyes*

- noticing and compliment my new tops and dresses, asking me if they were maternity.

- admitting that you are incapable of making decisions whenever I’m around.

- kissing me on demand!!! (My fave!)

- getting me this bag, even when you didn’t believe that a limited edition bag can be found months after its release, in a small Sanya LV boutique.
Well, I couldn’t believe my luck either.

Dp with Sprouse Rose Neverfull.

- for offering to carry my often-heavy bags… and being a ‘natural’ with my bags. (My 2nd fave!)
You love to be complimented when carrying my bags and admitted that this bag looks great with your summer outfits.

- cracking me up… with your sometimes-vanity.

Happy 3rd Wedding Anniversary!!!

Here are links to my older wedding posts…
- The Month before the wedding.
- A Week to Go.
- Something About Mrs DP!
- I Love You!
- My Lucky Penny.

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