I want to sleep but can't, coz..

Gxfc!

That was mentioned by someone to someone else in FB and I thought"hey, that's a bit vulgar, you know! The f can stand for something else altogether and it still sounds like grammatically ok. But what the heck, it also sounds fun!"

This year, I received wind that my mil had been feeling unwell about a couple of weeks ago and been getting worse from early of this week. Oh dear! Though I don't mean to be mean, but I was thinking "who's going to cook all those meals??!!" The daughter-in-laws, surely. Undoubtedly.

A few days ago, a friend posted on FB that she gets depressed every time when CNY is approaching and the feeling is just indescribable. During a chat with another of my workout friend, she was also telling me CNY has been no fun ever since the wedding. I guess it could be a universal thing then. Married women detests CNY (of course for a minor few) while men are just so lucky. Nothing changes for them and they get to go out for drinks or gambling sessions, eat whenever they want to without lifting a finger and just basically, enjoy themselves even more!

Tell me if you are the one looking forward to celebrating CNY everytime after your wedding and if so, then you dont belong to this prestigious club, ok!

As for the title of this post, I just want to say, I called my mil to send my regards and voluntarily committed *gasp* to bring home for them, my own made butter cake which both my inlaws love so much (only the one made by me and that was so not me!) to make her feel slightly better, then in my rush all day, I only managed to get some ingredients which was lacking in the fridge from a crazy place of shoppers doing their last minute CNY shopping and now, it's baking in the oven and I feel uncomfortable to leave it inside for the entire night, worrying if the oven will crash and catch fire in the middle of the night, and so, I'm here typing furiously without the proper flow of thoughts and I'm fighting off sleep which is sooooooo getting into me now. WHAT DO I DO???

F F F!!!!

gxFc to you all!

My little sweetheart

I'd like to remember this moment. Nice that I can still steal some hugs from this little guy who's really growing up fast!

Oh, how he used to crawl up to me and rub my face with his, it was magical moments when I felt like everything had been worthwhile. And I felt even more special when he wouldn't want to do that to his papa who would be going oh-so-jealous. Yeah, he never had that privilege however much he coaxed, threatened or forced the little fler to.

And with this year, he's turning 12, exactly one cycle in the chinese zodiac calendar. Dragon babies are precious!

Hello from me at my, you know...

Yay! I survived!

It's really much nerve-wrecking than I had anticipated, but yet, I believe it could be worse.

The house moving, I mean.

The movers came a few days before and we discussed what we would be going to bring over. He estimated a short time would do the job with 4 guys' pairs of hands around. However! When the day came, the boxes of stuffs appeared like magic! And it didn't seem like it would end!

Since we are just from one street to another, we left it at that when the time was up and we would make several trips ourselves to settle the rest. Oh.My.God. I lost count how many trips we made for those 2 days, AND it's not even over yet at the time I'm blogging this!

Anyway...

I was numbed working like a robot, moving my hands quickly packing and unpacking all the boxes of stuffs that I didn't feel tired. Until. When I plopped onto my bed (which is still the old one), that I felt my whole body was aching and my mind was too active to be turned off. I took a long time to go to sleep and yet I had to wake up at 5.45am to get the kids to school. Those 2 days, I put the alarm 10 mins later so I could have another 10 mins sleep time. It was very painful!

Anyway..

I survived though I had scratches and bruises all over my limbs. Then I realized my jawline is full with pimples and I looked haggardly another 10 years older, I presume. *sob*

Anyway...

I totally love my new home! (except for the noise pollution *sob* I so miss the birds chirping music, and the vast area I have to clean now)

So not moving home for another 20 or 30 years, if possible.

Looking at where we are, I drifted back to where we started and the journey it had been.

From bunking together in a single bed *gasp*, we moved to a double bed in a rented apartment together with 2 other housemates in Penang. 2 years later, we made the big move to KL and stayed temporarily with my coursemates in Tmn Connaught. That was one tiny little room we had.

Later we went over to Puchong in a terrace house, then still not as developed as currently. We got married and when I realized I was pregnant, we had to split, he to Taiwan while I stayed on in KL. I moved to my brother's house then, which was not kinda what I expected, but then, I shouldn't have any expectations in the first place.

After delivery, I joined him in a rented apt in downtown Taipei with little baby korkor. Half a year later, we moved over to a suburb called Neihu. That place was pretty neat and cool. I had friends over for a visit and they liked the special design of the place as well.

We left Taiwan another half year later and he had a brief 5 months stay in China. I joined him for a month and we stayed in a hotel room only. I had to cook porridge for little korkor in a rice cooker, while we had most of our meals in the hotel room downstairs. That was because he was only working in the same hotel a few floors above. I would have thought it to be neat, until I find it annoying when he had to work till late night, leaving me alone with the baby most of the time. That was why I didn't stay longer and went back home to Ipoh to stay with my mom.

We then next made a move to Brunei, where we first stay in a studio apartment. There was a little kitchenette right beside a small dining area which was just partitioned off from the main of the room. Very small again. But kinda tolerable since he came home for lunch as it was just nearby, and would be home from work before 6pm. We had lots of family time then.

After some months, we moved to a 2 rooms apartment right in the middle of a popular area of Brunei called Gadong. It was good for me as I could take little korkor out for walks around the shops in the late afternoons.

Then I had our little didi, and I went back to Ipoh in the 7th month to deliver him there. Stayed in Ipoh in my slightly renovated inlaw's old house waiting for labor and then, for a month. As hubs still was offered to continue his work in Brunei, we packed our bags and babies to move back to Brunei again and he looked for a terrace house for us that time.

The house was further away from downtown, and away from the shops and stuffs. Anyway, I had 2 to keep my hands full, so, mainly, it was home most of the time. And needless to say, that 1+ year had been lots of family bonding time again, since his office was only 5 mins away. He would usually come home for lunch and stay for an episode of TVB drama then off to work again. He would be back home usually before 7. It was a very good time indeed, come to think of it.

Now, after all those years, we decided to balik kampung for good and packed our stuffs and bags for that. Never thought that with so little things I could and would have bought in Brunei, we still had 16 big boxes of stuffs to be shipped back. I was totally dumbfounded. I thought it would be 2 or so only.

So we looked around and saw some 100 places before deciding on the recent last home of ours to make a kill and make our home there. It was good in the beginning before everything in the house started to fall apart and the clutter just keeps growing with the 1family5mouths here.

And finally, here's where we are now.

I can say, it's like my dream home, though not exactly perfect yet.

The kitchen is how I like it to be.

The laundry is how I like it to be.

The study area is how I really like it to be.

And of course, the walk in closet too.

I definitely looking forward to having my breakfast, enjoying my cuppa quietly with my morning papers, at the balcony, overlooking the skyline.

I hate the washing up part though! ish! Nothing is perfect, huh?

We went for a complete health check up finally.

Close to the end of last year, we were at a health check up, bought over from my brother inlaw's entitlement from his lotsa years' worth of a package deal.

We were told that it would take up about most of the day, and having no one to babysit the kids for us, we had no choice but to bring them along too.

Had to leave the home at 7 and god knows, getting them, all 4 of them to achieve that seems more difficult than climbing mount Kinabalu. But, we managed that feat and were one of the few early birds waiting for its doors to open at 7.30.

We were fasting since 12am and we couldn't eat till most of the tests were done, which lasted till about 10+. Fortunately, my "never take too high risks" mind, i bought buns for the kids the night before, you know, just in case? And hubs were like saying, there should be a cafe there selling food wor... And that is why I always take pride in my own judgement and make sure he knows that too!

The whole check up was pretty interesting except boring a bit, but good that we didn't have to wait too long from one examination to another. My greatest yucks would be the pap smear test and the mammogram. I had done the former about 2 months ago so no way I'm going to do another one so soon. But I couldn't run away from the latter as I knew I ought to be having one done about this time as well. Sigh, so just have to get on with it.

It was all done and over with, just slightly way before 11. Had lunch served but it was too unappetizing and I was dying to get out from there. But it wasn't over until we get to hear what the report has to say about our health and THAT wait was a little bit agonizing.

Fnally, we were ushered into the doctor's room at about 2+ and were given the green light in almost all of them, except (bleh!) the advice to cut down on the tummy fat and the high cholesterol level. We needed another of the booster shot of anti-hepatitis B thingy. Overall, my health is slightly better than hubs and he is told, as always, to exercise more to keep the cholesterol level down, else he woukd need to go on medication to treat it. Sigh, I wish he would listen and start acting on it real soon!

So, that was one thing we had done, after procrastinating for a long long time on it, and happy we are very much alive and kicking! Thats surely enough cause for celebration!

That day, we also had a case of "the story of poor little Mimi" which I would be blogging up next.

The first few moments into the new year.

We were at our messy new home, overlooking the beautiful night skyline.

And I actually felt sad we weren't, like actually staying there yet to welcome the new year in.

The sky was lit up with fireworks and I counted there were like about 10 locations of fireworks we could see, near and far.

I felt very contented and happy being with my kids and they were grinning from ear to ear wishing me withI loud squeals of "happy new year, mommy!!"

Right about there, I had THE idea that this year, 31st of Dec, I would hold a family party, with our parents and families, to countdown the new year in and watch the blasting fireworks together. I told hubs about it and he seemed mighty pleased with that noble idea of mine. Heh! I presume anything about having his beloved dad and mom here around would make him pleased enough.

I am REALLY getting excited about the whole thing! The home looks sooo pretty!

And we had chose our big date for moving in, that woukd be 10th! That would be like, 1 week from now! Woohoo~