JL has been a very good er jie. Even mum praises her for being so helpful with baby. Mum said JL is so keen of helping out with caring of baby compared to JS when JL was a newborn.

When JE cries, JL jumps and says “My JE is crying, my JE wants nen nen, mummy gives nen nen”

She talks and reads to JE.

However she still gets confused with her new title. She thought that when we said “Er Jie” , it is referring to JE. She also asks “Why baby cannot talk wan?” when she greets JE goodnight or good morning.

SIL had married off to the States. Initially we thought she would be there for a good few years. But BIL and SIL had changed their mind and decided to come home for good. Well, that is good news as the kids miss their Gu Ma a lot. Now before they come back and settle down here, they are going to sell off the properties in the state, including putting up BIL’s Santa Barbara homes for sale

Being quarantine at home for just two weeks, I find that I have lost my freedom and it is so inconvenient. There are things that I need to settle but I can’t go out.  That day I had to get hubs to go to his office to fax a document for me. I need to scan some documents too, but I can’t find the power cable for my ls4278 scanner. JS came back from school and said she needed to photostate documents for her teacher. Sigh… I wish I have a 4 in 1 printer at home.

Earlier on we have signed up WH for yamaha JMC class just like his sister, but after 2 levels, I found that he wasn’t quite ready and I was stress coaching him, hence I decided to stop him from the lesson. Instead of getting both of us stress out, I reckon it would be better to let him continue when he is much ready. Lately he has been asking for going back to music class again, but I am a little relunctant as I need to sit in the class with him. Hubs thought that maybe for a change, we shall let him take individual class instead. Yesterday hubs bought a child size guitar for him that cost Rm250, really deal of the day. Will wait till after my confinement then I will let him start his class

We haven’t gone for any family vacation for one full year or maybe longer than that. I have lost track. I think our last family trip was to KK two years ago. We actually planned for a half sponsored trip to the States coming school holidays. If not that I was pregnant, we might have gone in November already. Hub has got his visa, but we were waiting for JE to be born to get the visa for the rest of the family, however the plan was halted. We just don’t think it is worth to travel half a globe away with two young children. If we were to go Disneyland in LA, JE and JL won’t enjoy or have much impressions about it later in life, that will be a waste. Even JS and WH won’t enjoy some rides. Better keep the money aside and travel when they are much older.

WH had been eying on the craft project on the Art Attack book for a while. He wanted to make the rocket pencil holder. Everyday he flips through the book and I always find excuses that I don’t have enough materials. To me it is a tedious project.

Daddy promised him that he will help me on the project and he did so today. The kids and hub spent one whole day on the project and ended with messy floor tiles for the maid to clean up.

Daddy and kids moment. Love my man so much when he really put in the effort to bond with the kids. *Thanks darling!*

Three rocket pencil holders

Now it is time to think about getting an insurance for JE. All  the other kids, we bought them insurance as a saving for them and it will be no different for JE . The amount might not be big, but at least we put aside something for each of them. Hub’s friend is suggesting term life insurance. Don’t know to get it from him or our regular agent.

I secretly drove out without hub’s knowledge the other day, one week postnatal. Was with mum and we were really out of things to cook and mum can’t drive my car. Only a week of not driving, I feel like as if I am a new driver on the road. Also realize my roadtax is going to expire, need to get hub to help me get auto insurance quote and renew the roadtax.

I got so angry with WH. Perhaps I am more angry with myself of loosing my freedom and mobility to cater to his whim and fancy.

He is a fussy eater. He only eats white rice with dishes. He doesn’t like/eat porriadge, noodles or any one-pot rice (like yam /claypot chicken rice).  Mum is having a headache to cook for MY family which every members (hub, JS & WH) obviously had very different tastebuds compare to the simplicity back home. More over, now with limited resource in the fridge, it is really hard to whip up dishes that caters everyone. Mum is here to cook confinement food for me and not cook a feast for everyone in the family!

Mum cooked yum rice for lunch for the family today and another set of confinement food for me. WH the tai sui ye came back from school, disappointed with the food serve to him and refused to eat. He even asked me drive out to buy food for him. I have somehow gotten this habit from hub’s family (which they are always generous comes to food)  that I will indulge the kids (probably to the extend of spoiling them) on food too, which is not a very good habit.

He refused to eat the food eventhough he is extremely hungry and started to cry. As if so “wai wat” like I am torturing him and not giving him food (Well, i know if hub and my PIL ever get to know this, my mum and me are gonna be blamed for not serving the tai sui ye the food he wants). I got very angry and told him he either eat whatever is served or leave it.

He is still crying downstairs. I feel bad.  My kids are really spoilt to bits.

One week down and three more weeks to go before I am free from “prison”. Probably I will end it one week early, as it is CNY and mum will be away to celebrate with my grannies and relatives and shortly after the new year break, she has to go back to work. So for that week, no one will cook confinement food for me except if I cook it myself.

I don’t think I follow the full DON’Ts of the confinement. Apart from not washing hair, bath with normal water and drinking plain water , I have done all the DON’Ts.  The weather is freaking hot, I may be wearing socks and a light sweater, but I still have air con and fan on. I am suppose to be lying in bed, resting, but I have been up and walking since day one. Mum said tried not to go up and down the stairs so frequent, stay upstairs, but I really have no choice. Each day I have been climbing up and down numerous time including carrying JL when she is in her manja mood.

As to no touching cold tap water, I have also done that when doing some light washing, including squatting down and wash JL’s bum.

I may even drive my mum out today shop for raw food stuffs. Mum is not familiar with this area and not use to driving my auto car.

FIL said don’t read, don’t use the PC, don’t watch too much tv, don’t sit up in front of the work table too long as it is not good for eye sights and back, but I need to work and I have my final assignment to complete as well as to guide the kids on their home work.

Supposedly this is my last chance to rest and heal my body if it needed healing, but with 3 other kids at home, it is difficult not to get my hands wet and be involved.

Just hope that when in my old age, I don’t suffer pain here and there. Finger crossed!