Independent Boy

   Finally, today after two weeks, Marcus is able to waive goodbye to me when i dropped him off in CC this morning. His teacher Mrs Sham greeted him when she opens the car door and Marcus is willing to reached out to her. Waived goodbye to mommy and happily joined the assembly. I am so proud of him. No tears or drama .... My two weeks (accompanying him in CC) efforts are well paid off

    Actually i did not go off to work. Instead i was waiting secretly in the canteen to see how he is coping without me for the first time. After waiving goodbye to Mommy, he joined the assembly. Dancing and singing with the group. Queue up to go back into classroom. Listening to stories and later off to canteen for snack. Playtime in the Ball pool and of course some singing and dancing after that which he enjoys the most. My boy loves to dance in his own styles and hops around.

   Now, i am sure that he is ready for CC, but I am feeling kind of loss now. Maybe he is ready but Mommy is not ready to let go yet. Good start of the week and i will be able to be in the office by 8.30am starting tomorrow.

Marcus Boy

    This boy of mine is driving me up the walls every single day!!! Refuse to eat his meals properly and taking up to an hour to finish his meals. So this fierce poor mommy has to shout and threaten not to bring him out every time just to bribe him to finish up faster. He really knows how to bully the grandparents and the dad. If he refuses to finish up his foods, he will runs to them for protection. I am always the BAD GUY as they will never raise their voice at him. Sei mou????


    Marcus is currently in the stage of Terrible Two. Loves to throws himself at the floor and test my patient. He will purposely pour the water on the floor and looks up directly me and see whether i will reprimand him or not. The daily affair is me shouting like a mad woman asking him to wear his clothes (after shower), finishing his meals (including milk) and asking him not to do all the impressive stunts that would make my heart stop!

   I think i am getting more wrinkles now.... I need good anti-wrinkles cream Lar Mer

   But this boy of mine is very smart. every time after all his misbehaves, he will come and sayang me. He absolutely adores Barney and will watch it over and over again. I am trying to limit his TV time to one disc a day.

   Of course he is very sweet sometimes. Making funny faces to cheer me up after a stressful day in the office and never ending house chores. He loves to be cuddle. His favourites toy playmate is his DAD and everyone must listen and follow his way.

BAD day...

Marcus has been down with flu and cough for almost a week. He has been failing sick almost every month... Why??? Why???? i am terrified with the word :PHLEGM"... This enemy of my son is a stubborn enemy who loves to visit my son once awhile. Marcus inherited his Daddy's "sensitive nose" and it will normally take weeks to clear..... I hate to go to the ISH... the damn queue is always super long but no advance appointment is allow. First come first serve..... the minimum waiting time is about 2 hours each visit as i need to take my queue number at 8.30am sharp when its open. Then i will need to wait for Dr David to come in the office around 10.30am.... haiz... Phlegm... please go away!!!!


My son has not been gaining weight for the past 8 months due this.... Now he is only 10.2kg for 22 months toddler...Seriously underweight... Hopefully "phlegm" decided not want to visit him again in the future.....(praying hard)

P/s: I scratched my car real bad this morning while looking for parking in ISH. Damn it... i was so stressed up before that as i am rushing out of the house like mad woman in the morning, packing Marcus's stuff and himself into the car and my mind is so tired and forget to bring my damn brain out. Not my day... and ooppss. i am guessing that the boss (Marcus's dad) will be extremely furious when he sees the scratched car.... And it is very BADLY scratched as i bang the car while turning into the basement carpark... ouch!!!!!

This add on to the reason why i hate to go to ISH!!!!


Hopefully tomorrow will be a better day..............

Life in Ipoh

I had been travelling around the world in my previous employment. Enjoying all the perks as a high flyers and pampering myself with luxuries. That was before i am a mother of a toddler. Now, returning to Malaysia since August 2008, reality hit me hard. I always been a city gal who enjoy the fast pace life having spending 10 years in Singapore and UK. Ipoh is a small and peaceful town and here i am without any friends or relatives. Spending my daily routine rushing to prepare myself and Marcus early in the morning, trying to meet datelines in the office and trying very hard to keep the house clean at night.

Its a new chapter in my life and i am trying to cope..... Anyway, life is not a bed of roses and i guess i would just need to stay positive. My boy has attend Childcare beginning of this month but however after 3 days, he was sick and has been staying at home. I guess this is the problem of sending him to CC at such early age. But i do not have a choice as i will be joining a new Company in September and would not be enjoying the flexible working time as of current job which i usually start work in the afternoon.

Hopefully my son will cope and adapt to the CC soon. I know that i am just being a "kan chiong" mum as i was there (CC) accompaniying my son for the first 2 weeks of class. I will try to hide from tomorrow onwards so that he is be independent in CC.

New Beginning

Blogs hopping has been my daily activities in the office (opppsss... my boss did not hear that!!!). I love blog hopping especially reading all the talented mummies' blog as they inspired and fascinate me with all their capabilities and passion in their daily life be it FTWM or SAHM. I am a full time working mom and my baby boy is 22 months. I would like to start my blog to pen down all the moments in my son life starting today so that this blog will a piece of memory in future. In this place is also record my all my sweet,sourand bitter pieces of life...Finally my apology for the poor command of English.....