Monday, August 19, 2013

Today, Jeb turns One

We held a small family celebration for him over the weekend and I attempted to make it a teeny bit more festive. I bought some balloons but one got busted while I was boarding the cab and the rest, well they got deflated. Two are still surviving but doubt they'll last the week. 

They're not very Pinterest worthy though I did get some ideas over there. 

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Birthday boy chillaxing before the party.


One photo with his birthday present before his gor gor took it over.

Opening of his present. 

His face says it all.

Happily posing.

Still happily posing.

"Never mind. I am stunt baby and Lee Xiao Long look a like. My muscles will come in time.
So gor gor, you watch out. Wa-tah!"

It's been a year of trying times raising this kid. For one, he has an extremely small and fussy appetite. First milk, now food. While his milk intake is now much better, the trying and frustrating part is getting him to eat proper food.

Five mouthfuls in and he'll stop.

It's awful hearing remarks on how small and skinny he is but honest to god, we're all trying our hardest to get him to eat. And I know that there different kids, different sizes. But it's still demoralizing and heartbreaking to see his ribs jutting out when he stretches because we're so used to seeing chubby babies with fat rolls and double chins.

Nevertheless, I take comfort that he is at least developing well in his motor skills, he is healthy, happy and strong. Like able to lift a plastic chair and walk around kind of strong, strong. Yeah he is that strong for a one year old kid. We secretly thinks he prefers to eat batteries instead of real food because he's always gnawing on that anyway.

So. One huh.

Jeb Jeb,

Mama wants you to know that you're a very special boy. The second child. Perhaps relegated to having hand-me-downs, toys being snatched from you by your over zealous big brother, being shoved at, being yelled at, being pushed at. 

But you know what? You're no pushover either. 

You're strong, you're brave and you're fearless. 

You always picked yourself with nary a cry and always so eager to go exploring on your own. A little too eager but still, this spirit of yours is admirable. You know what you want and you're not afraid to get it. A little go getter you.

I hope you'll always have this spirit and not give up easily but who knows what the future holds eh. But really, never give up. Okay scratch that. I may be eating my words twenty years down the road but know that this applies to life lessons, not meal times.


To an awesome year ahead!

Lots of love,

Friday, August 16, 2013


We shifted house last week over the long weekend and I'm still bone tired from all the packing and unpacking.

I had only planned for us to packed everything on Thursday and the movers to move on Friday. A highly ambitious plan but thankfully, it worked. But definitely NOT recommended.

And to add on, we had to look after a sick Benjamin in the midst of all the mess and chaos but he was still so wonderful and sensible to play on his own although he would still come and look for me to play or read to him.

And of course, awesome family teamwork from the husband and my mother-in-law.

We're currently staying at an interim place and planning for our next phase, relocation.

In all honesty, I'm terribly afraid yet looking forward to it. It's so full of uncertainties, yet it is also filled with endless possibilities

I'm just thankful for all the open doors. And windows and whatever cracks there is. It has shown some light into our future and that's where we're looking at, forward.

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