Thursday, January 31, 2019


Dear Humblet,

In January of your fourth year with us, you were down with Flu A. In the first few days, we managed it thinking that this is merely a common cold and that it would go away. However, the symptoms got worse and on day five your fever refused to come down despite Papa and Mama staying up through the night to give you medication and sponge you down. When you fever reading went above 40deg and hovered in that region without abating we had to bring you to the hospital.

At the hospital, you lay calmly in my arms trembling every now and then but never complaining. Then took the blood test bravely without shedding a tear. You tried your very best to brace yourself when the doctor said you had to be admitted, but your little body was shaking in fear. We tried to hold you close so you would not be so afraid. Mama is sorry that I could not stay the night with you. Papa said you tried your best to rest although they kept coming in to do tests and check your temperature.

The next day you simply could not take it anymore and pleaded to go home. You told the doctor even that you would like to leave, and they allowed you to. We were elated that you could come home with us. But to our horror, your little brother started having fevers as well. It would be a gross understatement to say that the week after that was tough. It was immense. We only prayed for strength to get through a day at a time.

On day ten of this ordeal, when they told us you would get better, we instead saw a record breaking 41.4deg reading instead. Our hearts broken, we brought you to the hospital again. No more hiding behind your bravado any longer, you kept muttering quietly “I want to go home, I want to go home”. They wanted to admit you again, but there was no special treatment to be given. So we made the decision to bring you home.

Four days. Four more days of fever fighting. Sponging through the night. Medication round the clock. And on day fifteen the fever lifted. Leaving us as abruptly as it came. We hope to never see it again.
By now you had lost nearly 2kg, stopped eating solids for almost a week and even drinking water seemed torturous for your exhausted body. Nonetheless, you made it, we all made it.

Mama is writing this, so you remember. You went through a very difficult time, but you bore it bravely and together as a family, with the love of our friends, we got through this. People brought you balloons, toys and they delivered us meals, cake and even bubble tea. Aunty ZL took our calls at all odd hours, gave such good advice and even came to check on you at the hospital. Your friends and our friends prayed day after day, sending encouragement and cheering you on.

You are well loved and highly favoured dear Humblet. Never fear challenges you may face along the way. You survived a complicated pregnancy. The traumatic delivery with the umbilical cord around your neck. An operation for an infected finger nail at only ten months old. And you made it victorious after a two-week battle with Flu A. As with all these, you will prevail.

We love you. 

Thursday, January 24, 2019


Here is a detailed right up of Singlet's solid food journey. The disclaimer is that we allow ourselves to guided by the child's interest not by what the experts say. As with Humblet, we let our kids explore with different foods but we also never rushed them to start.

From around the middle of his fourth month, Singlet started showing interest in our food. Grabbing our utensils or cups mid-meal and shoving them into his mouth. We began to introduce single solids in the last week of his fourth month for three weeks and then moved to blending in the last two weeks. Here's the low down -

Thursday, January 10, 2019


A day in the life of @jieames for the new mums who were asking what an average day looks like for Singlet (6mo) and I, this is specially written for you!

630am – Wake husband and Humblet
645am – Prepare both their breakfasts and get Humblet dressed / packed
715am – Kiss father and daughter goodbye before Singlet’s 1st milk feed
745am – Heat Singlet’s fruit, Singlet’s food tasting (usually around 40 – 60ml of steamed fruit)

815am – Put Singlet down for his 1st nap and have my breakfast
845am – Prepare soup for dinner and thaw my food for lunch (usually leftovers)
915am – Singlet’s 2nd milk feed
945am – Morning walk (usually to the park connector or grocery run)
1030am - Bathe Singlet
11am – Put Singlet down for 2nd nap and prepare my lunch
1130am – Have lunch (usually accompanied with doing readings for school)
12pm – Singlet’s 3rd milk feed
1230pm – Wake time for Singlet (currently tummy time while I do chores, laundry or dinner prep)
130pm – Put Singlet down for 3rd nap
2pm – More readings or editing work depending on which is more urgent
230pm – Thaw and warm Singlet’s puree (currently 30 – 40ml of steamed vegetable / root)
3pm – Singlet’s puree feed
330pm – Sensory play time on his high chair (typically related to the puree he just had, e.g. pumpkin seeds or leaves mixture)

430pm – Put Singlet down for 4th (and last) nap
5pm – Cook dinner (on toughest day, I cook with Singlet in the carrier)
530pm – Humblet is home (throw the baby to the father)
6pm – Dinner (Singlet sits in the high chair with teething toy of sorts
630pm – Play time for the siblings
7pm – Shower followed by wind down (usually reading)
730pm – Singlet’s 4th or 5th milk feed
8pm – Both kids are in bed (latest by 830pm)

Thank you for reading about my day!

Friday, January 4, 2019


A fellow SAHM raised an eyebrow when I told her we were heading out for a New Years Day party. She remarked that a new year made no difference since its the same routine day in day out with her kid.

That made me think about - why do we make a big deal of the New Year?

Here's why I think its important.