My Svenson Experience

Sorry for this gross pic but the truth is, we experience hair loss everyday. It's common as hair loss occurs when the cycle of hair growth and shedding is disrupted or when the hair follicle is destroyed and replaced with scar tissue.

Earlier this month, I was glad to be invited to attend a consultation session by Svenson Haircare Malaysia.

Svenson is a leading brand at the vanguard in research and development of solutions for hair and scalp problems using the most advanced technologies. It was established in London since 1956. In another words, it's been around for 60 years! Older than me hahahaha >.<

We got to meet Deborah Whelan, a leading hair and scalp trichologist. She answered a few questions we had regarding our hair.

Did you know that...

1. Besides hormonal changes, you will experience hair loss due to stress 3 to 4 months later after a shocking incident? Like for example, if you experience post patrum hair loss and you're shock to see the number of hair you're losing, you're most likely to experience secondary hair loss 3 to 4 months later after the "shock". This is known as Telogen Effluvium Hair Loss. So try to keep calm and don't stress yourself too much!
2. Cutting or shaving your hair doesn't gurantee your hair will "regrow" healthily. The new hair that grows are rougher as compared to our "old" hair that's already thinned because of all the chemical and heat we put on it throughout the years.
3. Our hair won't be damaged from swimming in chlorinated pool water. But if you wanna protect your hair, you could simply apply some conditioner at the tip of your damp hair before going into the pool.

We were given a complimentary hair treatment. I was so so so so happy cause I really needed this treatment! I experienced serious post-natal hair loss when Charlotte was 5 months old and it lasted about 3 to 4 months. Being a mom also means that I do not have the luxury to wash my hair properly when you have a baby constantly crying for you and cannot have you leave her sight, resulted in me having super itchy scalp! 

So I made an appointment last weekend at the Mid Valley's branch. 

This is waiting area. You can feel free to get yourself a cup of tea or coffee or milo.

This is the consultation room.

Initially, the treatment that I was going for was the Intensive Nutrients Therapy. But the machine that is used for this treatment was sent for repair. So after my consultant, Mary, analyzed my scalp, she suggested me to go for the Oxy DH Therapy instead because it suits me more! Let me show you why.

Cause I have dandruff...

Big chunks of dandruff...

And  more dandruff!!!

I was like 

Literally. I tried to keep my cool but I was secretly having goose bumps looking at all the magnified pictures of my scalp condition.

Mary explains that the Oxy DH Therapy prevents hair loss and promotes hair growth by stimulating hair follicles with peptides and plant active ingredients. During this treatment, the therapist will use a 3 miniature nozzles that creates supersonic jets of microdroplets of saline solution and oxygen to remove excess sebum trapped in the pores without causing skin tissue damage or inflammation. Sounds like just what I need!

So ok, off I went for the treatment.

First, my therapist applied this minty and cooling cream all over my scalp. After leaving it on for 10 minutes, I was brought to the cubicle behind to get my hair washed twice. This was to assure that my scalp was washed thoroughly.

Then, she used this High Frequency to rub through my scalp. It's like an antiseptic that kills bacteria.

Next, she used the 3 miniature nozzles to jet off all the dirty stuff that I had on my scalp.

After that, my hair was blow-dried with a hair dryer.

Here's she's applying tonic onto my scalp. It followed by serum.

Here comes the best part - MASSAGE!!! I have to say, my therapist, Pei Pei gave a reeeeeaaaaalllyyyy good massage! It was so good I almost doze off!

Lastly, my hair was cold-steamed for 10 minutes. That's it! Done!

Final blow-dry to style my hair.

I was brought back to the consultation room to look at the result.

CAN. YOU. BELIEVE. THIS!?!?

My scalp is so clean I can even see the roots and veins! And this is just after 1 session of treatment omg omg omg so gam dong I can cry!

Though it's not 100% clear from dandruff, the difference is obvious and promising.

So you've got problem with your hair, don't hesitate to give Svenson a go. You can visit their Facebook page here. Don't delay until it's too late (for your beautiful hair).

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Happy Birthday, my love ❤

To the world's bestest husband and the father of my child,

Thank you for all the silly and lame jokes you say just to make me laugh, though I'm feeling quite numbed to it sometimes. Or does this means that I'm already at your level and you have to up your game?

Thanks for pampering me every now and then with, erm, food hahahaha.

Thanks for catching all the lizards that stupidly crawled into our house and throw them out the window (sorry but not sorry, lizards) so I won't freak the hell out and scream the house down.

Thanks for teaching Charlotte that it's ok to fart freely even though it's smelly. Farting is good. And healthy.

Thanks for giving Charlotte all the fun from piggy-back ride. I think you did it just to make me smile cause you know that my happiness highly depends on how happy Charlotte is.

Thanks for making us your priority even though sometimes you have to compromise your work.

Thanks for being the dad Charlotte loves. It's always a wonderful scene to see her jolly screaming when she sees you at the door.

I hope Charlotte learns to be as patient as you.

I hope Charlotte learns to be as brave as you, especially when it comes to catching lizards.

I hope Charlotte will remember that she can always count on you to be her pillar of strength. If your shoulder is too hard for her to cry on, she can always lean on your back (cause it's meaty and comfy so stop saying you need to go on a diet).

Happy Birthday, my love.

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Happie Father's Day ❤

Don't laugh.

To the man I first love,

To the man I always get excited to see, even until today,

To the man who tolerated my temperament throughout the years,

To the man who took me travelling and makes me fall in love with travelling,

To the man who got disappointed with all the wrong choices I made but still stick by my side,

To the man who always supports me through thick and thin,

To the man who still kisses me on the lips and makes my husband goes eeeeewwww hahahahaha,

Happie Father's Day, Daddy. I love you very much.

*****

This Father's Day, Charlotte has something to say too!

Happie Father's Day to all the Daddies out there ❤

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You're STILL Breastfeeding?

Before Charlotte turned One, it seems normal and noble when people know what she was breastfed. I didn't really get any nasty comments as expected besides from a few 三姑六婆 asking enough meh? Got milk aa? Baby full or not?

Luckily it's only a hand's full of them and I consider myself lucky as I have supportive family members and friends around me to make my breastfeeding smooth and enjoyable until today.

As I mentioned earlier, I am about to start a new job. So I've been searching high and low for a babysitter/ childcare center that is at least 90% suited to my needs for Charlotte.

Throughout my search, one thing that concerns me the most is if the new care taker will be able to distract Charlotte when she's anxious without the boob. So I'd take the initiative to tell them about our condition. Like how Charlotte has never been away from me since she was 5 months old, and that she has not taken the bottle since 5 months old and has never ever drink any formula milk...

That's when people will stop me and question

You're STILL breastfeeding?

You still have milk?

You have not mix feeding with formula yet?

ENOUGH MEH?

CAN DRINK MEH!?!?

Seriously WHAT. THE. HELL!?

My husband has been very patient with me whenever I rant about people throwing these comments at me. He'd say that they are not as well educated on breastfeeding as I am, thus the comments. 

True. But sometimes I wish people could put it in another manner so that it doesn't sound offensive. Maybe they mean no harm. Maybe they say that because they care for Charlotte and I. Still, sometimes I can't help but feel like as if I was attacked on my personal parenting choice.

So, I'm gonna share a few facts and benefits about breastfeeding past infancy. These are actually results that you can easily get from the web. But just in case you're not aware, you're welcome.

(1) Breastfeeding contributes to your child’s Nutrition.

And if some days they are unwell and unwilling to eat, they'd still likely to take to the breast and you can be assured that that still get the food and nutrient they need to fight through that illness.

(2) Breastfeeding contributes to your child’s HEALTH

Per the World Health Organization, “a modest increase in breastfeeding rates could prevent up to 10% of all deaths of children under five: Breastfeeding plays an essential and sometimes underestimated role in the treatment and prevention of childhood illness.”

(3) Breastfeeding contributes to your child’s MENTAL and SOCIAL DEVELOPMENT
I find it extremely easy to calm down Charlotte when she's upset by just sticking the boob right into her mouth. Literally. After calming down, she'll take her time and and starts exploring  or even go play with strangers happily. She will not stick to me like a koala because she knows that I will always be there for her when she needs me.

(4) Breastfeeding your child past infancy is NORMAL
The American Academy of Pediatrics recommends that “Breastfeeding should be continued for at least the first year of life and beyond for as long as the mother and child desire mutually. Increased duration of breastfeeding confers significant health and developmental benefits for the child and the mother. There is NO UPPER LIMIT to the duration of breastfeeding and no evidence of psychologic or developmental harm from breastfeeding into the third year of life or longer.”

Enough said.

I've also founds ways to kinda shoo these negative comments off and Imma share them with you.

(1) “I respect your opinion and value your advice, but I have thought this out carefully and done a lot of research, and my mind is made up. I will be happy to respect your opinion and listen to what you have to say, but you have to respect my decision–and it is MY decision.”

(2) “As the mother of this baby, and because of all I’ve learned about the importance of breastfeeding, in my heart this is what I want – and need – to do for my child right now.”

(3) “You know how the medical community is always changing their recommendations. Well, this is what they recommend now, and I feel good about breastfeeding.”

(4) “This is what works for our family. Unless it becomes a problem, we’re not going to change things.”

(5) "I know, but she only eats buttered bread so I have to make up for her nutritional gaps somehow."

(6) "Oh don't worry, she'll wean before she goes to college!"

(7)  "I'm only doing this cause it's free!"

(8) "I have 10 more kgs to shred so I'm not stopping till I get there."

(9) "Is  your name Michelle? The last I recalled, Charlotte's mom's name is Michelle."

(10) "You want some?"

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The Cube Test

So I saw this video today on Facebook and it's going a lil viral on my Facebook feed as I type. It's about a Japanese psychological game that is meant to reveal aspects of your personality you may not have other wise known yourself. It sounded interesting and I played along. Imma tell you my answers as well.

Imagine you're walking through a dessert and you see a cube.

How big is the cube?
- About the size of my own master bedroom.

What material is the cube made out of?
- See through glass with cushion on the floor.

How far is the cube from the ground?
- It's on the ground.

Somewhere near the cube, imagine a ladder.
Where is it in relation to the cube?
- Next to the entrance of the cube (if there's one) and leaning against the wall.

And what is the ladder made out of?
- Solid wood.

Picture a horse next to the cube and ladder.
Is it wearing anything? (Rein, saddle?)
- Nope.

And what is the horse doing?
- Standing there waiting for me.

Now imagine flowers in the scene. 
How many are there?
- A lot. Everywhere surrounding the cube.

And how far are they away from the cube?
- Just a few feet away.

Now, there's a storm starting.
How close is it to the cube, horse and flower?
- It's quite far away. If the cube is in Serdang, the storm is at KLCC.

And are you scared of it?
- Nope. I enjoy stormy days. With rain. Good to sleep.

Remember all that? Good.

• The size of the cube is the size of your ego.
• The transparency of the cube shows how open you are with people.
• And the closer it is to the ground, the more grounded you are.
• The distance between the ladder and the cube shows how close you are to your friends.
• If the ladder is leaning against the cube it means that your friends can lean on you for support.
• And the sturdier the material, the stronger your bonds to people.
• The horse being tied up or saddled means you like more control in your relationship.
• And the wilder the horse, the wilder you like your relationship.
•  The more flowers you pictured, the more kids you want. (!!!!!!!!!!!!)
• And the closer they are to the cube, the more you're thinking about kids.
• The storm represents stress. The closer and more threatening it is, the more stressed you currently are. 

Was this test accurate?

My thoughts:

I'm not sure if this test is accurate. Especially the part about flowers. I would really really love to be a mother of (at least) 2. But given our current finance situation, it might not happen any time soon. Or worse, ever. I love stormy (and rainy) days. Does this means that I am still stressed over something but not stressed enough to threaten myself? I do find myself a lil laid back. The more stressed I am the more easy I go on myself hahahaha.

I guess it is somehow accurate.

I had funny playing this game. What's your result? Was it accurate to you?

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Separation anxiety attacked!

Alert: Lengthy and emotional post ahead. Read at your own risk wtf.

A few weeks ago, my neighbor approached me and told me that her friend is starting up a daycare cum tuition center and asked if I'm keen to join. The catch is, I am allowed to bring Charlotte along.

I've always been open minded about job opportunities. So she passed my contact to her friend after seeking for my permission. Her friend, J, called me the next day and we set up a meeting to further discuss about the details.

The center was new. It has started running for about a week only and has 8 students so far. Since it's a start up, there is no specific job scope for me besides teaching as they would like me to help out as and when I'm needed. Working hours is from 8am to 6pm. While I'm teaching, Charlotte will be taken care by her maid, who's also gonna look after her 4 year old son.

While our discussion was on going, Charlotte was actually in another room with the maid. I could hear her laughing away while playing with the maid. So J said something along the line like, looks like Charlotte is coping well so you don't have to be worried.

After that, I went home and spent about a week to think about the offer.

I know it's a good opportunity but I'm not so sure about having to work 10 hours a day. Maybe I was spoil with the flexibility I have working as a private tutor. And the pay they offered was almost as same as what I'm earning now albeit not steady. If you would like to know, I work an average of 4 hours a day. Working as a private tutor can earn handsomely but there's no guarantee that I'll get the same payment every month. I think I shall leave this for another post on another day.

Also, if I were to start working there, it means that I'll have to start Charlotte's bedtime routine as soon as I reach home so that she could have enough sleep as she sleeps 10 hours straight at night. In another words, the husband might not be able to spend time with her.

So after considering all these, I turned the offer down. I was telling myself that it's OK to wait for a couple more years. I wanna watch Charlotte grow and accompany her as much as I can cause she needs me now! But my heart was struggling. We have bills to pay but only 4 digits left in our accounts.

Picture is not related but thought you might wanna take a break from reading wtf.

Then, another job offer came in. This time, it's a totally different field doing something I've never done before. And this might be the only chance I have to work in a big corporate company. The pay sounds promising, slightly higher than what J offered. Since I've never work in a corporate before, the perks and benefits that come along sound waaaaayyyy attractive to me.

But, I cannot bring Charlotte along with me.

I contemplated reeeeaaaaaalllly hard. I even cried for a few days before going for the interview hahaha. Cause I was told that if I say yes, it's a 100% chance. Not sure how true it is yet cause I've not sign the offer letter, but that statement itself is enough to make realize that I'm gonna be separated from Charlotte the whole day! We've never really been apart since she's 5 months old. Even before that, the most we've been away from each other was 4 hours max. We've been inseparable 24seven for one whole year. Soon, I fall into this swirl of great sadness. I was broken-hearted and cried like I was being dumped, but worse.

One day I broke down and cried again all of a sudden. Charlotte looked at me, not sure what's happening. She looked at me like a concerned child. I was trying very hard to hold myself together but I couldn't. Then, she reach out her little finger gingerly to touch my tears. It's as if she was wiping them away for me (though I think she just wanna touch it haha) and then I wept even harder fml.

Thoughts and questions ran wild in my head.

Who's gonna take care of her?
Will her new caretaker read her cues well?
How will Charlotte cope without the boobs?
Could the caretaker know how to take care of him and fix things like I did?
Will the caretaker feed her well?
Will the caretaker give up easily when she wails during meal time?
What if Charlotte slims down and loses her chubbiness that everybody loves?
Will the caretaker forget to give her water to drink?
Will the caretaker give her sugary food to eat?
Will the caretaker just leave her in front of the TV the whole day?
Will Charlotte be mad at me?
Will Charlotte not love me anymore!?!?!?
But I need this job cause we're now struggling to make ends meet, hoooooowwww!?

So I gave J a call back to ask if her offer still stands. If so, I would like to join her team. It's about time I get a permanent job or else I'll keep constantly falling back into the loop of sadness when money is running out. Though J's offer was a startup offer, at least I still get to see Charlotte at work.

I'm not sure if it's destiny or what, but J told me that her maid will be leaving and has confirmed that she won't be returning. And I need to perform at work. She's doubtful that I'll pay enough attention to my students if Charlotte's gonna stay with me.

I died, literally. I broke down again, thinking why must this happened to me.

Then it hit me, I have separation anxiety!

I know new parents will have separation anxiety but mine seems severe. I cried for days!

After calming down, I tried to figure out why. Why am I feeling so anxious towards this separation? Why is my attachment to my daughter so strong? Also, why am I so vulnerable after becoming a mother? I used to be tough!

And then I realized, it's because I'm reliving my childhood through Charlotte. I'm trying to give her what I didn't have (or have enough) growing up. So every time she laughs happily because of something I do for her, it feels fulfilling. Like I've filled up an empty space that's buried deep down somewhere.  It also feels like my younger self is getting back the attention and love she longed for. So leaving her is like leaving myself behind! I remember how lonely it was growing up and I do not want Charlotte to feel the same way. I was consumed by my own guilt just thinking about it!

People often don't understand why I cry so much when I talk about my childhood. My husband thinks he had it worse and that I'm way much luckier than him.

Everyone has a wound that scars differently. My scar may be small, but it wounded deep.

Now that I know where my problem lies, I'm gonna do something about it. I'm not sure what yet, but hopefully I'll get over this before starting my new job. Yupe, I went for the interview and am now waiting for the offer letter. It was the hardest Yes I've ever said.

Hopefully later, I'll be able to write about how I finally deal and settle this anxiety of mine.

As of now, I'm gonna glue myself to Charlotte and plant as many kisses as I can while I can.

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Celebrate the first, but pay attention to the last.

(image from Fowl Language Comics)

That's me, literally, every time Charlotte achieves a new milestone lol.

She's almost walking now as she could now walk along our King size bed from one end to another and en route back by holding on to the side of it. I'm not sure if I'm ready for her to walk around freely without holding on to me cause I'm just  not ready to let her go (cue tears).

It's been amazing to see her grow everyday. Sometimes I really think that not being able to work as a full timer is a blessing in disguised. I witnessed her slowly sitting up straight without support, I saw her flipped from her back to her tummy for the first time, I remember her first clumsy crawl on all fours.

At the age of ONE, she can now clap her hands to her favorite song, points at something and babble undecodable (is the such word?) baby language, struggles and gets upset when we take her things away or stop her from doing something. Sometimes it's just too funny to watch but at the same time, we realized that she's becoming her own person with her own personality. She's not the baby that we can simply do whatever we want with her anymore (rub her cheeks without her pushing our hands away, plant kisses on her without her trying to turn her head away, take her things away without her screaming her lungs out, etc.).

A few days ago, I turned into this emotional bitch feeling so crap.




Something like this. Though not as cute as this puppy, close enough.

If Charlotte's gonna be an only child, means everything that she's doing and might not do anymore will be the last for me to experience. And that feeling just sucks SO. BIG. TIME.

Like, I won't have another baby to nurse again. Or my breastfeeding journey might end soon. Or I won't have another baby to cry for me and need me anymore when Charlotte is big enough and wants her personal space.

I fall into this big sad emotional swirl. I don't know why it's so hard for me.

Until one day, I came across this phrase,

Celebrate the first, and pay attention to the last.

And then it hit me. Instead of feeling sorry, I should pay attention to every little thing she's doing right now. I should appreciate every little thing that I can do for her before she's big enough to do it herself!

Like taking baths for her, or comb and tie her hair, or dress her up, or (force)feed her...

One day, I won't be doing them anymore. She won't need me to do them anymore. One day, at least it's not today.

It's hard, honestly, to not feel sad. DO ALL MOTHERS FEEL THE SAME!?

But I will try to feel proud and let "proud" over-power the sadness I sink myself into everyday.

So here's a, erm, proud video of Charlotte climbing up the boxes to get to the laptop on the table. I don't know how she learn that but I certainly never taught her so.

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A Car Accident

Often times I wonder if things are really meant to be.

Yesterday morning, I left home earlier than usual cause I wanted to reach my work place earlier so that Charlotte can take her nap in the carrier. Usually I let her take her first nap at home so she could sleep on her own bed. But my first class starts at 2.30pm and she was not asleep by 1pm. So ok, off we left home at 1.15pm.

Since I was not in a rush, I took the Jalan Sungei Besi. Usually I'd take the Smart Tunnel when I'm in a rush (if Charlotte wakes up after 2pm from her nap). When I passed by the junction turning into the Smart Tunnel, something didn't felt quite right to me but I brushed it off. It could be just my sixth sense playing with me, I thought.

Then, this happened.

Though I was not in a rush, I was trying to get to my work place as soon as possible so that Charlotte can nap soon. I was in the middle lane. I saw the 4WD at least a car's distance behind on the fast lane. I signaled and slowly changed lane. This still happened.

According to the law, it's my fault. No matter how cautious I am with putting on the signals and everything, if I membelok ke kiri atau kanan dan menyebabkan kemalangan, it's my fault. Unless the car hits the back of my vehicle, then it's the other car's fault because that driver tidak dapat mengawal laju kenderaan dan menyebabkan kemalangan.

Lesson learnt.

Like what my dad said, sometimes things like that happened cause no matter how careful you are, others might not be that careful.

I'm just glad that Charlotte and I are fine. If it was banged on the left side, where Charlotte was seated (in her car seat), I'll be forever consumed by my own guilt. She was frightened after the accident, of course. But she's now fine and has gone back to her own cheerful self.

Amazingly after this whole incident, this particular bible verse came to me.

Oh give thanks to the Lord, for he is good; for his steadfast love endures forever!
Psalm 118:1 

So I'm gonna count my blessings one by one.

1. I'm thankful for zero injuries on Charlotte and I.
2. I'm thankful for the immediate help I got from my husband and his friend, Kalvin.
3. I'm thankful for car insurance.
4. I'm thankful for a smooth process while making the police report.
5. I'm thankful for a friendly sargent, who was also the first and only 2 to greet me Happy Tacher's Day (and made me teared a little).
6. I'm thankful for understanding parents, who also gave me words of encouragement telling me how not easy it is to take care of the little one by myself, resulted in me sobbing non stop while waiting for the husband to arrive haha.
7. I'm thankful that I still have a job. Though this month's income is literally cut by half (first week was absent from work because of HFMD, and now car-less), I still have a job.
8. I'm thankful just to be able to be a mother for another day, really.
9. I'm thankful for the kari ikan (the tail part) my husband got me for dinner. He said 撞咗车尾，所以要补返個尾 hahahahahaha.

So, be careful on the road. I hope this will never happen to anyone , especially if you have a little one with you.

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Charlotte's 1st Birthday Party

As many other proud parents out there, I wanted to do something for Charlotte when she turns ONE. I was contemplating between having a photo shoot or throwing a party. I've made a lot of calls and sent a lot of emails and text messages on Facebook. I've never done so many surveys to make a decision cause I'm usually the happy-go-lucky type. As much as I wanted to have a photo shoot, I also wanted to have a celebration to thank the people around us who helped us along the way.

In the end, I bought a second hand 50mm nikkor lens from Carousell and threw a party.

 We decided to have our celebration at Wichday Cafe . I've been there once about 2 years ago when my niece celebrated her first birthday. It was a simple one without dessert bar and decorations. And it was cheap. It was RM35 per pax back then.

So I called the owner, Yean. Unsurprisingly, it's not that rate anymore lol. We chatted through WhatsApp and she would show me pictures of her art work she had done for the parties held there before. I was quite impressed, actually.

So I gave her the theme I want - pastel colours and flowers. She tried asking me if Charlotte likes any cartoon characters but the fact is I don't really let her watch the television #asianmom. But I know what I like lolol so pastel colours and florals it is!

So after paying the deposit, basically there's nothing else I need to do. I wanted to prepare some wish cards for guest to write for Charlotte. I had the template and the cards ready but my printer was out! I told Yean about it and she offered to print them for me. So gam dong can!

So ya, there's really nothing else for me to do, except for following up with my guests' attendance and door gifts. And prepare Charlotte's birthday outfit. And order a customized cake lol.

Then came the day!


Took a picture of our little family before we left the house.


She napped in the carrier on our way there #somuchwin


What greeted us at the main entrance! Photo credits to my bff Carly cause I erm dashed in to eat before other guests arrive lololol.


Some other decos.


The dessert table! So pretty ❤  ❤  ❤  We can actually take back EVERYTHING on the table. So the kids happily took all the kitkats and cupcakes and water bottles and marshmallows.


The chalkboard chart! It was one of my requests. Though there are a few grammar errors oops.


The door gifts I prepared.


This was taken by my sister-in-law. I wrote every single thankQ note myself. I wrote a few versions, actually. Some I wrote something like this,

Hello!
It's not about Charlotte actually. It's about us surviving the first year of parenthood.
Nah, we're just kidding.
Or maybe not :P
Anyway, hope you enjoyed the party!

I'm not sure who took those cause so far nobody has taken any picture of them and comment about it hahaha.


The wish cards! They're gonna be capsuled in a box for Charlotte to open when she turns 18 :)


Last but not least, the customized cake I ordered from The Cakescape .


I love the golden cake topper. I've kept it for Charlotte, too.


Here's a picture of the princess of the day! Got the dress from a pop up store at Publika. Headband was from BBclips on Instagram.

Most photos were taken with our mobile phone cause the stupid mama brain forgot to charge the battery of my DSLR the day before fml.

What's missing, you ask?

THE FOOD TABLE! NO ONE TOOK ANY PICTURE OF THE FOOD TABLE!!!

But just in case anybody wants to know, we had 11 dishes. I'm pretty sure everyone was well fed cause there were extras left for us to bring home. I must say, the curry chicken is really really yummy.

The minimum headcount is 30 pax. Yean said the cafe can fit maximum 60 pax. I had 45 guests and I think it's already very crowded. There're not enough tables though there are plenty of chairs. Some of my guests left early because they saw people coming in but there's like "not enough space". So in my opinion, 40 is a comfortable maximum number.


We had a great time and we're glad that our guest enjoyed themselves, too. The husband said that the party was better than what he expected in every aspect. So if you'd like to have a small party for any occasion, I'd recommend Wichday Cafe.

Below are some of the details just in case you're interested. You're welcome.

Wichday Cafe
195, Jalan Sarjana, Taman Connaught
Cheras, Kuala Lumpur
0122149061 (Business hour only)
http://www.facebook.com/WichDay

The Cakescape
Ginnie @ 017-645 6759.
http://www.facebook.com/thecakescape/

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Happy Birthday, Charlotte

Did you know that Charlotte was actually scheduled to be out on the 29th of April, 2015?

I remember that day very well. I woke up, feeling anticipated and nervous yet excited at the same time. I fasted as told by the doctor. I didn't eat anything cause he said Do not eat anything for at least 8 hours.

But he didn't say Don't drink anything. So I drank a glass of milo ais while accompanying the husband as he had his breakfast. And the rest is history. You can read it here.

It's been a year! We've been parents for one freaking year! I can't really say that we did a really good job but still, we're gonna pat our own shoulders for surviving lol.

I remember everything vividly.

This day last year, I woke up, made sure I din't eat or DRINK anything before checking into the hospital. I remember telling myself Yay! First hospital stay for a really happy reason! wtf lol. I remember changing into the hospital gown and feeling so naked cause my butt was exposed hahaha. I remember taking pictures and just living that  moment. And I'm glad I did cause the memory is still so fresh!

Then I also remember waiting outside the operation theater and started to cry. Honestly I was not sure why. I just kept sobbing. The anesthetist offered me a dose of vitamin B complex to calm me down. I also remember the feeling when they injected me with epidural and how the anesthetist test my numbness by rubbing ice on my lower body.

I remember the sound of my gynae telling the nurses what to do and telling me what's going on. I remember I felt nothing but I know my body was being moved about. I remember my husband said how much blood and water there was but I just couldn't feel anything.

Then I heard a loud cry. The husband said the doctor didn't even need to wack the buttocks to initiate that cry lol.

And then she was brought to me as the nurses was cleaning me up. They showed me her pat pat to ensure me that it's a girl hahaha.

I remember the first faces I saw once I was out of the OT. I saw my dad, my stepmom and my husband. My dad kissed me and I felt so happy.

I waited in a temporary ward cause my bed was not ready. Within an hour, the nurse brought my baby to me. I remember trying to sit up cause I wanted to feed her but the wound was so so so so so so SO hurtful. But I still push myself cause they said it's crucial to have skin to skin contact and latch as soon as possible. I remember not knowing what to do but just shoot my breast into her mouth. I remember it was an overwhelming feeling. And when she's done, I remember how amazed I was to see that my nipples can be stretched and reshaped lol.

I remember just staring at her. And felt so proud of myself, thinking I just gave birth to a human being!

What seemed to be a rocking start, like every other new parent, we've finally made it through the first year. And as everyone told me, all this shall pass. No matter how difficult the situation, no matter how long some days seem to be, there's always a new beginning. It's called Tomorrow.

Yesterday, I did not post anything on social media. I spent lesser time on my phone. Cause all I wanted to do was to spend a good day with Charlotte before she officially turns ONE. It was an amazing day. There were moments she looked me into my eyes and smile. Widely and genuinely. It's like she's telling me Good job, mommy. We've made it! And I feel like, whatever's broken can be mend. Everything's gonna be ok. Everything's gonna be better.




I will continue to plant kisses on your chubby cheeks every single days no matter how you try to struggle or push  me away fml. I hope that you're not afraid to fall and you will continue to laugh as your heart desires. I hope you stay curious and be bold in exploring the wonders around you. I hope you have courage and be kind. I wish nothing but the best for you.

Happy Birthday, my baby.

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