Category: Kids

Blink and you’ll miss it.

Once again, the last few weeks have passed by in a whirl.

Felix and Alexis took part in their first swim meet two weeks ago. It was very ambitious of us because they had only attended seven or eight classes before the Swimin12 Sports Day. Alexis was very insistent that she want to take part because she wanted to get a medal. Fortunately, the little miss got what she wanted and went home with a silver medal.

Our silver medalist and consolation prize winner 😂

I also took Felix and Alexis ice skating at 163 Mont Kiara. It’s a tiny ice skating rink but really fun since it’s not so crowded. Skates there are still very new. The ones at Sunway Pyramid were vile. I paid RM5 for newer ones at Sunway Pyramid but the pair they gave Alexis looked pretty worn in, and when we swapped that pair for the older ones instead, she got a blister that burst in 20 minutes.

Can’t wait to go again.

Alexis is flaunting her new bob in the pictures. Really Jason’s child, can’t stop looking at her reflection and loving her new hair.

Bloody Valentine

Since Valentine’s Day fell on a Monday this year, J and I decided to celebrate on Saturday. With kids, schooling, Loki etc. it’s just easier.

Early

LaLaport is yet another behemoth of a Malaysian shopping mall built on what was Pudu Jail (I do not have plans on going or staying there after dark 😅 Lord forbid I should see hanging corpses like in Sixth Sense).

We packed them off to their grandparents for a sleepover and headed to LaLaport before dining at Skillet at 163.

If nothing, we can be proud of the architectural beauties we have in Malaysia. It’s obvious we don’t have the population or spending power to justify so many of these new shopping malls. Yet, Lalaport is gorgeous.

We got some bits and bobs at Nitori, the so-called Japanese Ikea. Nitori’s electronic and sleep sections really remind me of Harvey Norman, and the household section had many Ikea reminiscent items but it really doesn’t deserve to be called the Japanese Ikea. 😂

Definitely returning to visit Rollerwa and Coo & Riku with the kids. I took Felix and Alexis to Rollerwa in 1U and they absolutely loved it and have been asking to go again.

Wheely love these 2.

We also spotted a cotton candy stall that sells huge ones shaped like giant Hello Kitty heads or unicorns, and I just need to fulfil that dream for Alexis (read:me). Haha.

Our meal was lovely. Can’t go wrong with foie gras, wagyu and champagne. Haha.

We take our steaks seriously. Haha.

What went very wrong were pictures of me in my full Ursula glory. I very much need to lose weight. As opposed to being in a mental state where my weight doesn’t matter to me, I want to be in a physical state where my weight doesn’t matter to me. I want to be in photos with Jason and the kids without my dramatic “Woe is me, I’m fat” breakdowns.

Actual

Valentine’s Day was in fact a bloody affair thus the blog title. Unbeknownst to us, Alexis was allergic to her temporary studs. Both her ear piercings got infected after a week of wearing. There was pus, dried blood, and when I tried to clean the piercings last night, there was screaming, crying. Bad mom guilt struck hard again.

We took her to the doctor for peace of mind. She got antibiotics, a good cream, and meds for the pain and itch. Hope it will all be over soon without her losing the piercings.

A splashquatch.

After many years of saying that I would send the children for swimming lessons, I finally signed them up with Swimin12 at PJ Palms Sport Centre.

Yesterday was the first of 12 paid lessons following which I am guaranteed that they would be able to swim. If they can’t, they will continue to receive free weekly lessons for up to a year. I am hopeful that by the end of 6 months they will be my little water babies. Knowing my kiasu kids, they will be able to at the end of 3 months.

Coach Sabrina said that they were comfortable, confident and able to do more than expected of first timers at their trial class. This is despite our very infrequent visits to a proper pool.

Anyway during their trial class, I decided to swim when they have classes as opposed to scrolling social media by the bench. So I brought my mom yesterday and we both popped into the pool for the swim.

The good thing is that I had energy to swim 1km, the bad thing is that it took me an hour to swim 1km. I can only do the breaststroke and evidently not well. My mom would start laps after me and overtake me! I seriously need to work on my technique because I’m icing my knees even as I blog. 😂

The struggle to lose weight continues, thus the title. I really felt like a wet Sasquatch in the water.

A piano of my own

On a car ride a few years ago, I asked my dad a random question in my usual habit.

“What is the one thing you wish you had learned but didn’t?” His answer was playing the piano.

The Gift.

He was unsurprisingly really happy when the neighbours gave him their Yamaha piano. It was left in their empty house for many years after they moved to a condo and their children migrated.

Seeing the piano, Felix wanted to learn to play. He asked me to download the SimplyPiano app for him. I subscribed for a year on the condition that he would practice whenever he is at Wai Gong and Wai Po’s place.

Felix didn’t break his promise and really impressed me with his progress. I have no idea where his musical gift come from as Jason and I aren’t exactly musically inclined.

The Second Gift.

Eventually, I realised Felix was the only one playing the piano and I asked my dad if I could have it so that Felix could practice more. My dad very sweetly agreed.

Once the piano was in my house, my own suppressed wish to learn the piano came out in full force. I created a profile on SimplyPiano too and starting playing. Every. Day. At least half an hour. I’d play even more if I didn’t live in a terrace house with neighbours I actually liked. Without Felix’s abilities, my lack of rhythm, hand eye coordination, tone deafness has meant slooooooow progress. I really can’t even begin to describe how much joy I feel when I play a song I like. Missed notes or beats be damned.

My joy was unfortunately curbed by the memory of my dad saying he wished had learned to play the piano. I didn’t like knowing my dad didn’t have to option to learn to play cause he gave the piano which was a gift to him to us.

Considering the cost, I couldn’t bring myself to ask Jason for, the ultimate fantasy, a black piano.

See what clear water turned into after the piano tuner was done vacuuming the interior.

The Third Gift.

I am undeniably blessed in many ways because one of my ex-colleagues turned bestest friend heard of my black piano fantasy, and decided to give me hers! A fancy Kawai black piano!

She hasn’t played it since secondary school and has migrated so she offered it to me!

The piano did need some TLC. Both piano tuner and I were shocked at the crud that had collected in there. Haha.

Anyway, my fantasy black piano now sits gloriously at our music area.

Happy holidays

We were really revelling the whole of last week because it was the school holidays.

I’m only 75% through Conversation with Friends. Ergo 2 unnecessary online shops. Haha. Just waiting for the parcels now. Harry Potter jammies for Felix, Alexis and I, Skechers sandals for my hooves (Being a UK 2.5 sucks, womens shoes start at UK 3 usually.)

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Living rent free in my head

Tales of teen suicides during this neverending pandemic make me grateful that my kids are still young enough to have the resilience that young ‘uns are blessed with. Whilst social media exists to them, it isn’t all encompassing.

Humans are plain cruel. Being forced to live your teen years online while under lockdown must be soul crushing.

Can’t deny that my social media feeds make me feel that I am too fat, not a good enough mom, or generally inadequate really often.

If only I could be like Jason and just enjoy bone or joint cracking ASMR videos.

Instead, I feel I’m constantly seeing what I have yet to achieve, buy or become. I used to feel this way after reading magazines but back then I could mentally compartmentalize it away. The models or celebrities were just remote statistical anomalies who “made it” into magazines. No need to compare.

It is hard to remind myself that everyone is just putting up a façade. Displaying their life highlight reel, just like I am too. Questions like why some people have so much more to highlight etc. creeps in.

If at this age I struggle to deal with this shit, what more angsty teenagers?

Back on the saddle again.

The last time I blogged was 6 years ago!

There’s far too much to recap to squeeze into just one post. Hopefully, I’ll actually keep up with this hobby again and all the things that happened will find its way into my future posts here, and if it doesn’t, ah well.

I’m blogging again because I signed up for a WordPress course on Udemy and it made me really want to have a fancy website of my own. The dilettante strikes again! I also feel some guilt and regret for not journaling Felix and Alexis growing up. It’d be nice to have somewhere to go to and recall all the funny, sweet and irritating moments apart from my photos.

I knew time would fly by and my memory isn’t the best but I also felt like, I wanted to just live, and documenting would have been nice but most of the time I could barely keep it together and doubt my posts would have been fun to read. Yup, a lot of whining.

Anyway, here’s to the kajillionth time trying.

Catch up!

As always, it’s been ages since my last blog post. So much has happened since.

I’m not in practice anymore.
J is self-employed.
I’m still employed though. 😢
 
Adore my little munchkins a little more everyday if that’s even possible since I’m pretty sure I’m in psychomom territory already.