Sunday, July 29, 2007

Cairo's 1st Taste of Japanese Meal

"Mumm-mumm eh?" (translation: where's food?)

Cairo's very own kiddy set meal :D

Must eat faster, or Mommy would finish everything for me :s

We brought Cairo to the new AMK Hub on Saturday. Had Japanese food for dinner. I think the restaurant's name was "Ichiban" or something. The food was decent but the temperature was quite bad. Actually it was just our row of tables near the edge of the restaurant that was freezing. We had no other choice as it was the only table big enough to accommodate 6 adults and a toddler.

After seeing most of our entourage turning to human Popsicle (luckily Cairo had her jacket with her), I called the manager on duty to tell her that if they can't do anything about the central aircon blowing mercilessly on their clients, they should at least offer them some shawls (one Chinese restaurant I went to 2 months ago did just that). Well obviously I wasn't expecting them to run out and buy us some, but at least my suggestion would benefit others in the future... She looked blur. Then said, "Oh, OK, sure. Thanks." Sigh....

As for Cairo's first Japanese meal, her personal censor board actually removed the fish roe sushi, the popcorn, the candy, half of the fried stuff and half of her bowl of udon, hahaha! She's a small eater what! And prior to that, Grandma already fed her some rice and omelette-something (I'd hoped it wasn't Unagi but....) :p

Friday, July 27, 2007

My First Blogging Award!!! *Big Stupid Grin*

Somebody actually thinks I rock! Thank you so much to Lian for passing this badge to me, I love it, I love it!!!

I must record this moment down in black & white, before somebody protests and pesters her to take it back! *clutching virtual badge tighter*

There are so many bloggers out there which I would like to pass this award to, but I guess they have all been nominated by others for at least 2 dozen times each already :p

So, I would like to give the award to only her.

The reason? She writes mushy, public declaration of love to her hubby (who works in Doha while she stays back in Malaysia, sob sob... stay strong girl) and makes them more palatable to others by dressing them up in the form of gorgeous scraps, hahaha!

Says who the romance goes out of the window after one says "I do" eh? And if you wanna learn a thing or two on long distance relationship maintenance, check out her site!

By the way, when is she gonna do some guest scrapping for Cairo, I wonder? *ahem, ahem * :p

Thursday, July 26, 2007

Chef In The Making?

For the past one week, I've observed that Cairo has almost played her tea cup set (which I got from the Flea Market at 5 bucks) to death.

Yeah, she liked it so much she was operating a mini "Mamak Stall" from our living room. She would pretend to pour us tea and coffee (served to us in a tray that comes with the set, no less!) and then proceed to drink from the jug herself, hahaha! So cute....

It just so happened that I needed to go to the our neighbourhood kiddy shop after work just now to get Cairo her bottle teat replacements when I spied the cutest value-for-money kitchenette toy set sitting at the top of the self, beckoning to me. How could I resist, right?

I was barely 3 steps into the house when she swarmed all over me, asking me to "Hoi, hoi" (translation: open up) the box! See, I knew she'd like it :p So darn cute to see her pottering about pretending and mimicking grandma. Click, click, snap snap. I got what I needed in the camera.

That was 3 hours ago. Seeing that it's been long enough since I've finished assembling it for her and she was still busy cooking and cutting at the counter, I decided to call it a night at 11pm.

Her reaction when I said in Cantonese,"Cairo, come, enough of cooking already. Mommy read you a bedtime story ok..."? A curt and sharp,"Moi! Go 'way!!" (yeah, despite my policy of canto infusion, she'd still picked up some English, shish!)

So there I have it. Prove that toys could lure kids away from books, regardless of how much they liked it before (she refused to let me go to sleep if I don't read to her).

To put a stop to her playing I tried to carry her kitchenette into my room (yeah, I was that naive) and she ran screaming and crying after me!

When I took away her toy...

So now she's cooking in my room while I gave up and blog instead. I can hear her daddy placing random orders to the new chef and I know that he is reading Harry Potter at the same time.

Needless to say, daddy is too absorbed in the plot to realize that her daughter just said no to reading and the magnitude of my blunder for buying the toy in the first place *horrified look on my face* Oh well, whatever he doesn't know won't hurt him... It would just gnaw at me the whole night instead :(

Sunday, July 22, 2007

I Battled to Breast Feed Cairo

I have not done any breast feeding for slightly more than a year now. I stopped giving my milk to Cairo when she turned 7 months old. Now why do I feel the need to write this post?

That's because I've just watched a most touching and inspiring programme on the topic. Information I gleamed from my 20 minutes' exposure:

  • formula companies are legally bound not to advertise milk powder for newborns to 6 months old babies in the 100+ countries which signed some agreement in the 80s.
  • thereafter, some milk powder companies have resorted to misinforming and scaring parents that it is not healthy to breastfeed without supplementing with formula beyond the 6 months' term.
  • although breast feeding is getting popular, majority of the mothers are not getting tangible encouragement to breast feed their babies beyond the first 6 months and would even get rude remarks if they happen to be breast feeding their 2 year olds!
  • the rampant problem of health care officials consorting with milk powder companies (for personal gain, what else?) to brainwash new parents to accept milk powder instead of promoting the benefits of breast milk and the continuous feeding beyond 6 months.
  • breast feeding campaign pales in comparison to advertisement campaigns by milk powder companies as about half the cost of the formula actually went into advertising!
  • the Philippines' health care ministry, which proposed the 6 months no-ads law to be extended to 2 years, is being sued by the big boys from the west, for trying to limit freedom of trade.
  • some breast feeding mothers in the Philippines took to the streets and bared their breasts (painted over with slogans and graphics) to fight back!

Now, I have not the guts of these ladies, but I did my fair share when it comes to acts of defiance to fight for what I believe is the right of my baby. I know that a lot of breast feeding mothers have been discriminated at work to some extend and have been keeping mum about it. That is why I must tell you my story now. I hope to inspire fellow victims to fight back so that more babies would get mother's milk longer....

I was working in a small company then. When I came back from my maternity leave 5 weeks earlier than the 12 weeks (which was my entitlement according to the new law), I got the permission of my 2nd boss and started to use the smaller meeting room (which consisted of a desk and 3 chairs) to pump milk during my one hour long lunch time at noon and at 5 pm before I go home.

I knew that my big boss was a calculative person and didn't want to push my luck by doing it during my working hours, even though I had to endure slight engorgement sometimes.

All was well until several weeks later, in a not so subtle act to stop me from breast feeding beyond my maternity leave (which I happened to cut short on his demand!!!), the big boss decided to lock up the room whenever we had no meetings to conduct.

My brain immediately ran through all alternatives.
  • Pumping in the toilet was out of the question as we had only one unisex toilet which fits one at a time.
  • There was no door in our rat infested store room which I am sure housed drawings and smaller construction instruments older than me.
  • I could beg my next door neighbours for help since they have got 2 toilets but..... nah!

Knowing that I had no other choice, I went to plead my case with the person tasked to hold the key instead. A more power-obsessed, boot-licking, obnoxious HR cum Accounts Clerk cum Spy for the Boss, I have never seen. As expected, she turned me down (almost gleefully) and told me that if I wanted to give my kid the best start in life by providing mother's milk, I should have stayed at home as a full time mother instead. And oh, please don't mind her for saying that, as she was only repeating the big boss' words.

That was my big boss, dear readers. Father of 3 grown children, one of which actually gave birth to his grandchild a year before me and did breast feeding too! Did I mention that she worked full time?

I am not a goverment-bashing person and I believe that Singapore is already a very lovely country to live in. They even went as far as paying us to procreate for the country! But hey, where were they when I had to live in fear of losing my job while pregnant (cos who'd wanna employ a pregnant woman?) and where were they when my boss told me that mothers have got no right to work?

Never mind.... I've fought my own battles since young and I am well equipped.


I immediately bought myself a breast feeding aid after work that day. Imagine a half poncho kind of contraption. It velcroed at one side of my neck like a bib and has a thin, perforated section on top which is big enough for me to peer in to see what I was doing. With this, I braved myself to start pumping away in my partition-less seat, the side of which happened to be facing the main glass door of our tiny open-planned-concept-office.

My big boss, not knowing what I was doing at first, walked over to discuss work, even though it was lunch time. Upon discovering that I was actually pumping right there in the open and as we talked, he hastily wrapped up the discussion and retreated back to his room. That very same day, the spare room was unlocked again.

I WON!!!!

Sigh, that was only one of the many unpleasant encounters I faced throughout my pregnancy and even after I gave birth (more to be detailed in another post, some other time).

I decided that I no longer wanted to play games with the management anymore. Even though I won most of the time, my methods left me tired, grudging, and distracted from work. I had to be on my toes and be equally, if not more scheming than the management, a trait which I felt had somewhat tainted the pure bliss and happiness which comes with every new baby.

I moved on to a much bigger and way more civilized company not long after that.

Saturday, July 21, 2007

Harry Potter Finally...

I woke up an hour earlier than usual. This is the day I have been waiting for since I pre-ordered my book sometime ago. I only hope that it would go according to plan. I cursed myself for choosing last Saturday as my off-day instead of today! Regret comes to late, I guess... sigh...

The Q in front of me, outside the bookstore at 6.55am in the morning

When I reached the bookstore, I was thrilled to discover that I was no 7 in line for the collection of my Harry Potter 7, what a coincidence, hahaha!

Great, no big mob which camped overnight for it, phew! "That means, it would just be a matter of minutes after the shop opens at 7am sharp before I could start reading!!!" was what I said to myself.

And read was what I did!

In the train, while I walk on the pavement (I lifted up my eyes briefly enough to check out the group of students outside borders - no doubt studying at international schools - wearing robes, hogwart ties, and witch pointy hats), while I ate my McDonald's big breakfast set, and even while I grudgingly take the lift up to my office and finally put the book back into it's orangy paper bag before I started work at 8.30am.

I felt like I was being "cruciated" as the book was so near yet it was a full 4 hours away before I could officially lift up the cover again.

My Harry Potter Book 7, finally!!!

Ah.... finally, my book and I will never be separated again til I reach the last page! Not!

Due to the fact that I had to work half day, bumped into an ex colleague on the train on the way home, mother in law dropped by unannounced again AND that I had to play host to a good friend from KL (again :D) which means we chatted on and on while playing with Cairo, I only managed to finish the book very late into the nite (2am plus actually).

I must admit that I am pleased with the ending as after all, it is a children's book! OK, no more spoilers :p

Thursday, July 19, 2007

She Said That In The Bath

I just got home from work when I spied the following through the semi opened bathroom door:

Grandma was preparing the bath water while Cairo tried to squeeze toothpaste onto her brush (albeit not very successfully). Grandma tried to help but Cairo screamed at her, "Chi kei, chi kei ahhhHHH!" (translation: do it by own self) so Grandma let her be. The "ahhhh" part could've rivaled that of any soprano opera singer's, I swear! After several attempts, Cairo finally got what she wanted out of the tube and proceeded to brush her teeth, unaided and "undisturbed".

~ My feisty little Chilli Padi likes to be independent eh? I must try to nib the screaming in the bud though.... can't stand kids doing that....

Grandma was undressing Cairo and the little one actually said, "Chui Sam/chui foo" (translation: remove the shirt / pants) while Grandma was removing said garments

~ Grandma has a very good habit of running a commentary of what she is doing or about to do to Cairo, so I guessed that's how Cairo picked up her words. *grinning*

Grandma asked Cairo to step into her mini bathtub after undressing her. Cairo climbed in gingerly then shouted dramatically, "Yit ah, yit ah!" (translation: too hot ah, too hot ah!) before hopping out!

~ My small fry can express that?! Wow! I found out later from a somewhat smug looking Grandma that HER Cairo has been trained to bathe in water much cooler than what her "lousy , sickly, youngster parents" are used to! O....kay.... good... for.... her....

After insisting that Grandma add more cold water to her bathtub, Cairo climbed in again. This time round she bossily asked for "Fan gan eh?" (translation: soap, soap?)

~ She actually noted that Grandma hadn't added the bath gel into the tub and reminded her of it!!! Aww.... so observant right?

Grandma sponged Cairo all over while Cairo played a sorta body part guessing game with her. She'd name them while Grandma was sponging her parts..."sai tau, sai min, sai sau, sai geok... sai pet pet, sai pok pok!" (translation: washing hair, washing face, washing hands, washing legs.... washing private parts!)

~ Dear God, why must Grandma teach her to call her private part that la? But so darn farneeee right? Hahaha! So that's what it's gonna be, eh? Pet pet for the back and pok pok for the front! *slap head*

Actually, Grandma saw me standing at the door quite early but decided not to let Cairo know and let me witness for myself what the small one has been up to lately :p

Well, seems that Cairo has picked up quite a lot of words lately though she does hesitate to string them together to form longer sentences. She also tends to say her words in pairs of repetitions....

Her favourite sentence at the moment?

"Mommy eh? Daddy eh?" (translation: where's mommy? where's daddy?) She'll then answer her own question if neither me nor her Daddy shows up in front of her within the next 2 seconds; "Mommy jou gung.... Daddy gui, Daddy oh oi!" (translation: mommy working, daddy tired, daddy sleeping!) all the while nodding her head like she's figured out what's E=MC2 hahaha!

That's cos she's always seeing her Daddy in bed (he can out sleep anyone of us in the family) and I'm always at the computer (Grandma would tell her I'm working, instead of blogging, so she wouldn't disturb me so much) *laugh out loud*

Wednesday, July 18, 2007

PPP: Fantasy Football League

This is a sponsored post.

What exactly is competitive American fantasy football? I have no idea.

This is the info provided by the advertiser, which I gotta admit, did not answer my question, but managed to pique my interests enough to check out their website:

''If you're looking for a place to form a fantasy football team and compete for huge pay-out prizes, look no further than The American Fantasy Football League is an elite, high-class venue in which to showcase your skills for a chance to win huge prizes. Check out the prizes for the 2007 season at''

And check out the prizes I did. Just wanna let you know that even though I am still struggling to understand how we can actually play fantasy football, I do have no problem comprehending that their Championship Playoff Grand Prize is worth a cool $100,000.00!!!

Now let me get back to the rules and regulations again.... or perhaps I should check out the FAQ....

Tag: If I Have A Million...

I usually sit on my tags for a couple of days (or weeks if it's really tough :p) but this one I can do just like that.

The reason? I've been making this list whenever I get worked up and needed some daydreaming to cool down my temper, so I can now rattle it off in under a minute, no further thinking required! Only problem is, I always have $5M worth of stuff in my list.... now I gotta spend time whittling that down, and it sucks big time!

Ok, here's what I'll get or do if I have $1 Million :
  • 65% to build up my portfolio / feed my insurance addiction (strange eh how people who get a windfall usually end up with some weird sickness / accidents in the family and all those money would be poured back into treating the problem, *choi choi* so must buy more insurance to safe guard my mini fortune from dwindling away just like that :p)
  • 15% to buy a modest house in Johor (but must come with kickass security system), for those times when my moms need to feel Malaysian soil under their feet but doesn't wanna travel all the way back to KL, and for Cairo to actually know what a lawn is (no way are we gonna buy landed property in Singapore!!!)
  • 5% for current home's renovation & knick knacks for the family
  • 5% for further education (mine) and cool trips (for Daddy, Me, Cairo & 3 grandmas)
  • 5% money in hand
  • 5% for fixed deposit, all proceeds to be contributed to charity on interim basis, whole chunk to be transfered over when I'm dead.
Actually, I can't even stop working and retire with that amount of money.... not in Singapore anyway.... now it's getting depressing.....

Anyway, let's see what you're gonna do with your million:

1) Jazzmint
2) Cheryl

Can't tag too many people now cos I have several more tags to go hahaha!

Instructions :

**Start Copy**

Proposition: If you Have $1,000,000.00…………………………………

Requirements: continue above sentences

Tag Mode: 5 blogger
1st - You leave their blog and post link and add to the list below.
2nd - Let the blogger you want to tag know they been tagged by comment in their blog or etc.

What They Do With Their $1 Million
1. SYH will spend for Family.
2. Miche will give to the needy.
3. Montessorimum will keepsake
4. Chin Nee will Spend on Everything

5. Mom of Cairo will spend mostly on Retirement Nest Building

Monday, July 16, 2007

Cairo's Going to Two Schools Next Year!

A most hectic 2 days for Cairo.

We attended a birthday luncheon, a baby full-month party and a birthday dinner, all on Sunday!
Today, which is the day I expected Cairo to recharge a little, turned out to be equally eventful, if not more so for her. Why?

It's a jungle out there, Mommy... I'm scared!

Because the principal from her "school" finally called me up (I was left biting my finger nails for a few days when her assistant wasn't sure if there're anymore vacancies left for NEXT July's intake!!!!)

Yay, there is a vacancy. No, we must come down for registration during working hours only, like today or tomorrow. Right, I'll just cancel my pedicure & facial, no problem. I must sound like a wealthy Tai-Tai to her on the phone. Duh! Like I can ask my new boss for an urgent leave 2 weeks after I start my new job!

Luckily, my mom and mother-in-law (I called her up after I finished panicking) came to my rescue. Together, and with me on the phone doing remote coordination, they helped to extract the proper documentations from my many cabinets at home, and successfully registered Cairo for not just one but 2 playgroups. One to commence in Jan 08 and the other, in July 08.

Why 2 u ask? Cos after finding out the first one is only starting a year away, the grands think Cairo is very pitiable (to only be able to go to school when she turns 30 months old, which is the minimum for the government-run centre). You see, "everyone else" they have heard of has started school at or before 18 months old.

To rid myself of the label "child-education-denier" (like there is even such a phrase), I gave in. Thanks to internet and mobile phones, I managed to direct them to another centre (which I must admit, I have also been eyeing for quite sometime now, and that I do know for a fact they will admit Cairo in a full 6 months earlier). It just so happens that they do have vacancy for D group which starts at the least popular 1 pm. Whatever, beggars can't be choosers! To think that I called in just 3 weeks ago and the registration hasn't even opened yet! Welcome to Kiasu Singapore, folks!

Now I know I'm not supposed to swap Cairo's schools so often. The reason I don't just let her stay there for good (the one which starts class earlier) is because we all think the government-run centre is better (more equipped, cleaner, newer, better staffed, 2 hour lesson instead of 90 minutes etc) and waaaay nearer for grandma to drop off and pick Cairo up after class. It's like 4 minutes' walk away from our lift lobby! Did I mention Cairo would also get to stay there for the next 4.5 years (which is all the way to kindergarten)?

I must go to school. Need to learn to fish for myself!

Anyway, don't worry about the captions. I'm just being my usual dramatic self. According to the grandmas, Cairo loved it at both schools!

Well, she'd better. Her parents and their $400 are already parted (deposits!!!) And we've not even purchased the uniforms, her school bag (very important for school going morale, according to the grands) and stuff (cardigans cos the aircon's super cold, according to the grands, again)!!!

Erm, increment please, boss?

Wednesday, July 11, 2007

Fully Recovered!

Yeah, but only applicable to Cairo.

Anyway, I took this photo last week when Cairo went for her last immunization jab. That was her reaction when I told her that the "Ang-ker Dok-ter" would be giving her some medicine to eat for her mild cough (she calls her cough "cutt-cutt" in cantonese) :p

Know why that pose? Cos I'd pinched her nose a little whenever she refused to open her mouth to take her medicine (not often, but apparently enough to leave an impression on that little mind of hers... shucks!)

Tuesday, July 10, 2007

Cheaper By The Dozen @ Clinic?

The whole family is sick.

Though technically we should exclude Cairo. She has recovered (95% anyway). I'm still coughing like I've contracted TB or something, though my sore throat and runny nose seems to have subsided.

Hubby is the latest victim (and he has got stomach flu on top of everything else I had, hahaha, so much for laughing at my low immunity back then :p). Grandma thinks her throat is itchy, meaning to say she'll be the next. Maybe we should ask for a discount from the clinic for Grandma... sorta like buy 3 free 1!

And the dang haze is not even here yet!!! I can't imagine what it'll do to my cough once the wind direction changes in a month's time.....

What Cairo, Hubby and I are taking at the moment

If you guys are worried that my new job is so taxing till I'm unable to do my beloved blogging and blog reading, you're wrong. It's the medicine's doing! I'm in Lala-land most of the time once I reach home and pop my pills and stronger (aka sleep inducing) cough syrup, hahaha!

Oh, some of you asked about my new job - and I thank you for your concern - it's basically just another company, another project but I'm still in my old line... so it's not too big a change, don't worry. The project's pretty iconic and my boss seems zealously inclined towards imparting his skills to us, so I am crossing my fingers :D

Job load is ok, though the location is most detrimental to the health of my wallet (now we're both sick, hyuk hyuk hyuk!)

I not gonna mention where, but let's just say that I walk pass Hermes, Ferragamo, Cartier, LV, Dior, Valentino, Gucci, Armani etc etc in the 5 minutes short walk from the train station to my office block..... butttt nooo! Not once have I succumbed to temptation (yet) - even with the "SALE" sign displayed so prominently on the shopfronts.

The main culprit? The Toys 'R' Us smacked right across the road! Now you know who benefited most from my change of job eh?

Well, that aside, food is definitely costlier also - another reason to start dieting I guess. Soon, soon :p

Last but not least, a GREAT NEWS! Cairo is now the big sister of a cute little baby girl whom my cousin M gave birth to in KL today. Can't wait to see both of them!!!

Friday, July 06, 2007

Cairo The New Beckham?

I have just started my new job this week, hence the lack of new posts and also absence of comments on your blogs, hehe.

Anyway, I've got this cough which got quite bad these 2 days (dunno why but I keep smelling ciggie smoke at my place, which only aggravated the cough - so if you're my smoker colleagues who doesn't like to close the balcony door whenever you go out to kill yourself slowly, and you're reading this, yeah, I'm flaming you on cyberspace *sticking tongue out*).

As I can't afford to drink it at work then fall asleep, I make sure I chug some down when I reach home. The drowsiness enveloped me within minutes while an active looking Cairo gave me her typical "Mommy-come-play-with-me-now" look. Cannot take it already... so I passed her to Daddy for some ah... Daddy / Daughter bonding time.

A few minutes later, I heard Cairo giggling and squealing! I was shocked.

I gotta admit, based on past track record, I was prepared for her to go into crying mode after only a few minutes with her Daddy, but this is such a pleasant surprise I had to grab my camera pronto...

Erm... the son we never had?!

If this is what it takes for those two to truly enjoy each other's company, so be it. After all, I was never the girly-girl myself :p

(Aiks, what happened to my drowsiness?!)

Thursday, July 05, 2007

Tag: 8 Random Facts About Cairo

Malaika's Mommy wanna know 8 random facts about Cairo. I'm not gonna tag anybody a second time for this same title, so you guys can exhale now, duh!

Okie, here we go:

Fact 1:
At birth, Cairo was the biggest baby at the hospital's nursery (our floor anyway :p), weighing in at a hefty 3.89kg.

Fact 2:
Contrary to popular believe, Cairo isn't an only child. See how protective her two brothers are?
The darker one is "Froggy, aka Koko" and the lighter one is "Junior aka Naughty".

"How come she's our little sister but so much bigger in size? And not one bit of green on her!?"

"Quick, Mommy's coming... act like we like the baby!"

"Mommy, what's this? We like! Buy, ok?"
(yep, that's the bed for jaundiced babies at the hospital. Cairo used it for a while)

(They are NOT toys. The Boys "talk" to us every night and still sleeps in our bed, followed us on holidays, had their portraits framed up and even got Ang Pows from Mommy, Daddy and Grandmas during Chinese New Years :p)

Fact 3:
Cairo had quite a lot of hair at birth but didn't grow much back after her customary "Head Shaving Ceremony" when she turned 100 days old. We've never cut her hair since.

Fact 4:
Cairo had excema very soon after birth (no symptoms for a long time now, so I lie to myself and use past tense). We had to be darn careful of her food intake, introducing new stuff to her way later than others - even now she's not allowed seafood, except fish. No furry soft toys then (her brothers not considered... they had frequent baths anyway). Always well ventilated. Used only moisturiser and bathing shampoo prescribed by her doc cos even Sebamed was too harsh for her then!

Fact 5:
Loves to dance! Unfortunately, seems to like trashy rock stuff and will bop her head along like some drunken groupie, yucks!

Fact 6:
Cairo likes to give us massage or pretend to apply ointment for us if she thinks that we are injured. She will shake some water out of her "mag mag", rub her hands together and smother them on our "injuries" as though healing them. She must have seen the way Grandma applied medicated oil and picked it up, hahaha!

Fact 7:
Cairo is a nocturnal creature. She goes to bed several hours after her parents have long gone to bed. She suits her Grandma's normal sleeping hours to a T! We are pretty sure that Cairo is imitating her right now and we're thinking of drugging her (Grandma, not Cairo) back to normal sleeping hours when Cairo starts school next year!

Fact 8:
Cairo insists on going into Mommy & Daddy's room for reading and playing session at night. The only way Mommy / Daddy is able to drive her out of the room is to do the "Goodnight Ritual". Upon hearing them, Cairo will wave, say bye bye and walk out of the room without making a fuss.

Wonder why I only posted photos for Fact 2? Cos I promised the Boys I won't let Cairo steal their thunder this round :p

Sunday, July 01, 2007

Tag: SAHM or FTWM?

I have been thinking about this a lot even before I first saw the tag being passed around. So when I saw it I was like "Tag me, tag me! I wanna do it", while waving arms in air like some lunatic :p

I think I'll tackle it a little differently than the way my buddies who tagged me, Cheryl and Jazzmint, did their's (thank you both, by the way, hehehe). Let me reason out both before I make my decision, yeah?

I wanna be a Stay at Home Mom (SAHM) cos:
  • I get to be with Cairo 24/7!
  • Would consider having "another one" since I am already at home anyway :p
  • I would have more control over the way Cairo is brought up (less TV, more educational type of playing, perhaps introduce more languages to her eg Malay...)
  • More freedom to do the stuff I need to do, as and when I need them to be done. My industry's still pretty old fashion whereby working from home or even flexi hours is not an option at all... hence I'm always taking annual leave for running errants, babysitting etc instead of taking them en bloc for a long holiday or break!
  • Can have more time to do my housework consistently instead of the periodic cleaning frenzy (using toothbrush!) I get into whenever I have some "free time" nowadays.

I wanna be a Full Time Working Mom (FTWM) cos:
  • I get to be with Cairo 24/7, otherwise!
  • I have unquestionable buying power for whatever stuff hubby doesn't deem necessary (but I like em and I must have em)!
  • I get to talk shop with hubby (he loves it!) and friends / ex colleagues rather than just what's today's price for pork and broccoli, his only other favourite topic (just kidding :p).
  • Too much time on my hands for shopping and hunting of courses for Cairo but without a fortune to back it up... sounds like a big disaster in the making already
  • I am already a very low maintenance creature since after my wedding, can't imagine what will happen to me if I don't have to "see" people anymore.
To be honest, I wanna have my cake and eat it too, so I wanna be a Part Time Working Mom (PTWM, say 3 days a week, no more than 8 hours a day and hopefully no drastic pay cut hahaha).

Craving to do all the exciting stuff that SAHMs do, yet not quite willing to forsake my few hours a day where I get to talk with people who speaks more than 5 words in each sentences. And the money of course!!!

OK, done. Now the boring stuff... the rules :p


  1. If you are given a choice, SAHM or FTWM? Give at least 3 reasons.
  2. Include your name in the thread below
  3. Tag 3 person


  1. Immomsdaughter prefers to be a SAHM
  2. Miche prefers to be a SAHM.
  3. Msau prefers to be a PTWM.
  4. Everydayhealy prefers to be a SAHM.
  5. Jazzmint prefers FTWM.
  6. Cheryl prefers to be a FTWM but will consider SAHM.
  7. Mom of Cairo prefers to be a PTWM.

3 persons to tag:

Alternative Mom
The New Parent (just tweak the title a little :p)
Jean's Diary