My Top 10 Favorite Instagram Accounts (2016)

Instagram, to me, is for 3 things - stalking, entertainment and information.

Nah, don't 假假 tell me you don't stalk people on social media ok! It's the safest distance to get to know what people are doing (or showing off) as long as you don't go and press the like button on every picture and spam their notification.

I just realized that I follow a lot of accounts.

A lot as in 873 accounts! Don't judge.

But I don't think they are all active cause I don't see a lot of post on my feeds. Among these accounts, there are 10 of them that I personally love and constantly checking them out.

Below are my top 10 favorite Instagram accounts of 2016 (in no particular order).

1. Fowl Language Comics

This dad cum cartoonist draws some of the most honest and funny comics about parenthood that I can relate to them very much. 

2. HuffPost Parents

As it's definition goes What it really feels like to raise kids today -- from pregnancy to high school graduation and beyond. Yupe. Can relate too.

3. Homemade Baby and Toddler Food

She has some really easy homemade recipes for babies and toddlers. I got most of my puree recipes here.

Like this Zucchini, Apple & Beets Baby puree.

There are also recipes for toddlers such as this Chicken Patties. I guess it's pretty easy to make just by looking at the pictures alone.

4. KURASHIRU

This account is in Japanese. So are the recipes. But fred not! Cause they post everything in step-by-step video and it's very easy to follow.

5. Edith Patisserie

Of sugar, spices and everything nice. I am so so so so so so glad that they are based in Singapore. They have my favourite Thai Tea flavor for cakes! I can't even imagine what would happen (to me) if they're in Malaysia.

Look at this!

Is this lovely or is this lovely!? lol.

6. Ivenoven

A very talented baker based in Indonesia. I'll let her work speak for themselves.

So pretty!

I don't think I would eat them tho. I would like to frame them up and enjoy the details. They're just too artistic!

7. Bunnymama

If you're a bunny lover like me, you'd probably know about Bunnymama. I've been following them since Eddy and Rambo days. Though Eddy and Rambo are now binky-free, It's still such a joy to see Marble, Olive, Taffy and Bowie.

I remember crying so much when Rambo and Eddie passed on. I miss my Copperfield and Minimus, too :(

8. The Square Comics

Just some funny square comics to boost up your mood when you're feeling low.

You get what I mean.

9. 100毛

It's about almost everything under the sun about Hong Kong, but in a humorous and sarcastic way.

10. 兩個欸區

I just like his comics. That's all.

愛是...再差的睡相 在彼此眼裡也像天使

交朋友不是一件只要按讚跟留言...就能解決的事。

I guess from the list, you could probably tell that I love food and comics lol. I hope if you are not following these accounts and decided to do so, they'll bring you some joy, entertainment and information. 

I'll keep the stalking to myself hahahaha. Stalking ma, must still do it privately.

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A Chain of Unlucky Events

It all started last Wednesday.

After the routine of feeding Charlotte her dinner and everything else, it was bathing time. Since the husband was not home yet, we took a shower together.

As we're done and ready to step out of the bathroom, I slipped. With Charlotte in my arms facing the front, I had to think fast. It's either I lean forward and fall on top of her, or I try to do something else as long as Charlotte remains unharmed.

I did the latter. I was trying so hard to balance myself, flipping back and forth and sideways. Until!!! I knocked the corner of my left eye at the edge of the door.

The said edge.

Instantly, I felt an intense pain. So I quickly brought Charlotte to her changing table. I was still standing up trying to dress her in her pajamas but it was so god damn difficult! I also felt a building rising at the corner of my left eye. Within seconds, I was feeling dizzy, nauseous and was having blurry vision. Everything around me went almost black and white. Almost. I could still see but with white outlines. I'm not sure how to put it down in words actually but that's basically how it is. I almost pass out but I know I couldn't cause I was alone with her. Finally, with all my might, I dressed her up, took her to my room just next door, placed her on the floor and I collapsed on the bed.

I don't know how long did I stay unconscious but as soon as I was more conscious, I quickly called out to Charlotte. She was then walking around the room rampaging, pulling tissue papers out from the tissue box and tearing. I didn't stop her cause I couldn't. I just stayed lying on the bed, calling her, hoping she'd just stay close to me. And she did. She came to me holding my little toe. Maybe she was curious as to why mommy's not moving on the bed, when she'd usually stop my from the fun I'd have.

I also quickly gave my husband a call, telling him to come home immediately. After hanging up the phone, I remember sobbing so badly as I was feeling so shitty, lonely and helpless.

But I quickly snapped out of it as soon as I was able to sit up. I carried Charlotte to the dressing table and had her hair blow-dried. Then I continue to lie down on her bed so she could nurse sesuka hati while I continue to rest cause I was still feeling dizzy.

When the husband came back, he took a good look at my bruise and decided that I need to get to the hospital for a checkup. I was 200% reluctant because by then I was already feeling better and it was already past Charlotte's bedtime. But he insisted. So off we went to Hospital Serdang.

We reached there around 10.45pm. Got myself checked and x-ray taken. Nothing concerning so we headed back home around 12am.


Here's a picture of how my natural eye shadow progressed for the past 9 days.

The next day, this happened.

Background story was I cooked one-pot chicken rice for dinner. Charlotte had her usual portion at 8pm ish then went to bed at 10pm. Around 10.30pm, she woke up with a cought and then started to throw up. She threw up all her dinner and we've changed her bedsheets until there no more left to change! If I'm not mistaken, she threw up a total of 6 times. Whatever goes in, even breastmilk and water, comes back out shortly. The last straw was at 2am, when there's nothing left for her to throw up but yellowish liquid (黄疸水). We decided that it's critical so we rushed her to Hospital Serdang. Again.

2 nights in a row. How wonderful. Not.

She was all active, running here and there. And was brave, too! When the nurse wanted to take her blood for some test, he poke that needle thing in on the back of her right hand first. When he poke the needle in, I held her tight and sang her favourite nursery rhyme. She did whine a little but didn't cry. Instead, she was watching the nurse doing his job in awe. Blood came out but not flowing. So he decided to do it again on her other hand. This time, she cried. I tried my very best not to cry along too cause I know she needs me.

This was after the nurse has successfully took her blood. I told the husband to take a picture of us. First of all is for remembrance. Secondly was to distract myself cause I was all teary already.

Since the last puke, she was all fine at the hospital. No more vomiting even after I fed her some water an hour later. The doctor said she seemed fine and there's nothing visibly wrong. Her tonsils seemed red and swollen so that might irritate her causing her to puke. She told us to wait for the blood test. The test result came out half an hour later. Everything seems normal, only her blood is thicker than usual (43%). The doctor suggested to admit her for drip but I rejected cause I don't think she's treating the root cause. So my husband and I signed the form to release her home. It was already 4.40am. She was asleep in the carrier around 3am and continue to sleep when I transfer her to the bed. My poor tired baby.

I still sent her to the nursery the next morning cause she seems fine. Nursing without vomiting.

She looks fine here but actually, she had not eaten the whole day!

The carer said she refused her oat milk and lunch and only drank a little bit of water. Her bottle was 90% filled when I picked her up! I don't know how she still has so much of energy. We went out for dinner and I pick all her favourite food but she took none, too! All she wanted was my milk.

Then, on Saturday morning,

I had to deal with this shit-tuation.

Without delay, we cleaned her up, fed her 4oz of puree (and thank God she polished all!) and rushed to see her usual paediatrician.

Someone was clearly not affected at all.

After listening to the whole account and a quick check on her, the paediatrician said that it's not the tonsils that's causing her all the discomforts cause she has no fever at all. If it's something to do with her throat, there's bound to be fever. So it's most likely to be something she had eaten. My husband and I both ate the same pot of chicken rice but we're both fine. But we are adults after all. Maybe it's something that we can handle and digest but she couldn't. Now that she's having diarrhea, the infection has probably come to it's last stage, passing all out through the rectum.

He then prescribed her with probiotics and also mucolator to break down the phlegm since she's still coughing a little.

On Sunday... well, guess what? MY TURN to have food poisoning fml.

The husband bought fruit rojak for me the night before. I have no problem eating a little bit of shrimp but eating them in big quantity will cause me discomfort. And guess what's in the fruit rojak?

Yupe. Shrimp..... paste.

It didn't cross my mind at all and I was savouring every drop of it. Especially with peanut.

So I started to shiver in the middle of the night and feeling extra chilled.

The next morning, I felt terrible. I couldn't stand up straight, I couldn't walk. All I wanted to do was sleep. But I can't cause I have a child to attend to. Yet I was too weak to even cook for her. She had some puree which I prepared in advanced a week ago for breakfast and 2 pieces of toast for lunch. Around 5pm, I couldn't take it anymore and rang the husband to come home. He came home and looked after her while I went unconscious. He came to check on me later and found that I was having fever. My temperature was 38.7°C.

By 7pm though, I was feeling better already. So I got up and cooked dinner. The husband took my temperature again and it was 37.6°C.

In summary, here's what went down.

• Wednesday night - Bathroom accident
• Thursday night to Friday - Charlotte had food poisoning
• Saturday - Shituation
• Sunday - My turn to have food poisoning

All is well now but really, I couldn't stress this enough.

Do Not Take Your Health For Granted!

And as a mother, I could really understand the phase 得閒死唔得閒病. When you're unwell and can't function properly to look after your child, the mother guilt kicks in big time. Thankfully I had the help from my supportive husband. Thanks, baby. 

I hope I won't have to go through that again anytime soon!

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My New Diet Plan

It's gone.

The magic of losing weight while breastfeeding is far gone.

I weighted 60kg before I got pregnant. I was 80kg before Charlotte popped out. 1 week postpartum I was 70kg. And then I slowly shred those extra kilos month by month. I was not one of those lucky moms who can get back to prepreg weight within a short period of time, but I did lose weight. Slowly but surely.

To be honest, I'm not sure if I lost weight because of breastfeeding. I wasn't eating on time on a regular basis. Sometimes I could go one whole morning without food until late afternoon. So when I could finally savor on anything edible, I would just gobble it down like nobody's business. Diet? What diet? I'm thankful to even have a bite of white bread, really.

Sometimes I do get to enjoy something better than white bread such as a Korean set meal, with bibimbap, soup and all the side dishes. Before I was pregnant I would be very cautious of what I eat and how much I put into my mouth. But motherhood has changed me.

I started to eat like this. Literally. 

I was concerned before but when I see my weight dropping bit by bit everyday, I feel empowered. I feel like, THIS IS IT! I CAN NOW CONQUER THE WORLD (of food)!

So for the past 15 months, I've enjoyed myself. I indulge whenever I have the opportunity and feel utterly grateful towards the universe.

But things took a wrong turn  since 2 months ago, when I started working full-time. I am still breastfeeding but my boobs are sorta free and not working for at least 10 hours a day now. I didn't think much and continue to enjoy myself whenever I can. I could eat better and regularly. And it shows. ON THE WEIGHING SCALE FML! I've gained 1 FREAKING KILO PER MONTH FML TO THE MAX LA!

SO!!!

I'm gonna do something about it. After much thought, I've made a very difficult yet beneficial decision.

I pledge to cut down on my sugar intake!

To go on a sugar-free diet will be too huge a step for a sugar-addict like me. I don't eat snacks or drink fizzy drinks but I LOVE to drink drinks! Drinks like chocolate milk, matcha latte, milk, milk tea and milo! They all contains A LOT of sugar.. and milk lol. I think making this pledge is already a huge step for me as I take at least a cup of milo every day, maybe a cup of Starbucks green tea latte once or twice a month and a cup of milk tea from Chatime once a week.

I will also try to cut down on my dessert intake. I love cakes and tarts. I mean, WHO DOESN'T!? Especially now with the half-baked cheese tart craze, I went crazy a lil. But for the sake of my weight and health (and the kaching in my purse), I'm gonna try to resist the temptation.

Hopefully by stoping all this intakes, I'll see changes in my health (and purse, seriously).

I'm not going to be too tough on myself, though. If I successfully fulfill my pledge for a month, I might reward myself with a dessert or a drink of my choice.

Ok. I'm set.

Last weight this morning was 63.5kg fml. I'll blog about my progress and hope to bring you (and myself) some good news a month later.

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I've Broken All the Parenting Rules I Set for Myself

As a first time mom, I was ambitious. I wanted to give my baby the best I could offer. Since we spent the first year together literally 24seven, I had the privilege to practice all the things that was told to be good for the baby.

No salt and sugar intake la,
no more than 2 hours screen time la,
no screen time while eating la,
no negative statements in front of Charlotte la,
always read before bedtime la,
always attend to her whenever she needs me la,
no speaking in baby language la,
breastfeed on demand la...
and the list goes on.

I am proud to say that I did it. I've passed my first year without much obstacle. If there's a score board, I think I scored 80%. I gave in 20% because of helpless situations but I'm still proud of my achievement. I feel even prouder when I get praises for what I did.

But now as I've started working, things changed.

She is now eating food with seasoning. Sometimes I try to minimize it but when she's at the nursery, I have no control over that. All I could do is to prepare her breakfast and snacks so she doesn't snack on cakes and biscuits provided at the nursery.

At home when she's agitated during dinner time as it's close to her bed time, I turn on ChuChu TV on Youtube so she could sit still to finish her meal. And also I could have some time to do all the washing up peacefully after she's done eating.

I'm sure she now has more than 2 hours of screen time besides watching ChuChu TV cause the nursery turns on Baby TV for them to watch from 4pm onwards. Sometimes they turn on a while too before lunch time.

I couldn't attend to her when she needs me most of the time cause I either need to cook for her in the kitchen, or get her water bottle refilled, or just simply need to go to the toilet and pee. Sometimes I gave up trying to cook or do whatever that can be done later and just compromise for outside food or just stay there beside her so she could comfort suck my soul out of me wtf. But again, how much can I compromise? How many times can I allow outside food to feed the both of us? So when I don't feel comfortable eating outside food, I have no choice but to put her in the playpen in front of the TV and left her crying while I prepare food in the kitchen.

This is when I've done cooking and came out of the kitchen. She refused to stand up because she's in the middle of a melt down wtf. She wanted me to carry her up instead of walking over to me herself. After I picked her up from the floor, she kept hitting my face as protest.

Sometimes I get so frustrated from listening to her crying alone in the living room I shouted in anger from the kitchen, asking her to just, please, KEEP QUIET!

It never work, obviously, cause she cannot understand yet. Instead, she cries even louder out of fear.

When we're done with dinner and bath time, I'll start her bedtime routine. Out bedtime routine consist of comfort nursing, reading, nursery rhymes, stopping her from opening and closing every drawer and cupboard, pick up the books she throws all over the floor, and repeat infinitely. Sometimes it takes a while for her to finally drift to lalaland. A while could be an hour to 2. If it takes that long, I might fold the mountain-pile of laundry and just let her do whatever she wants, like walking around clapping her hands and smile cheekily at me. I might stop in between to repeat the routine.

Sometimes it takes her less than half an hour to fall asleep. And when that happens, it means that I couldn't spend enough quality time with her. I will not be able to read or sing to her. But how much quality time is quality enough? And then I'll start to question myself if I've done enough for the day to make sure that she understands I love her? Did she get what she needed enough from me?

 I think the only thing that I am still practicing is not speaking in baby language. I used to stop people when they try to baby-talk with her.

"Charlotte, have you mum-mum?"
"Want to go gai-gai or not?"
"Go to your mummy and drink gut-gut."

Honestly it makes my blood boil when people talk to her this way. I constantly tell them that I don't speak this way and they shouldn't do that, too. But I often get replies such as,

"She's a baby ma. You say food she understands meh?" (erm, she doesn't understand mum-mum either.)
"I see baby I will automatically talk like that one wo. Cannot meh!? So babai one?"

Really. I cannot brain.

Anyway, it's been a month I've started working as full-timer and I live in guilt almost every single day. Being the sentimental one, I often cry myself to sleep. Not just because of all the rules I've broken, but also because I'm often stressed out and question myself if I've done enough.

And then I came across these 2 articles on the very same day, which was just a couple of days ago.

This article talks about how a mother is always stressed out because of the rules she set for her child. How she would just let her child cry out loud and not attend to her as so to "train" her not to be so clingy, and regrets it later when she doesn't even want to be around her as often anymore. How she wishes she could turn back time, take a step back and just be there for her whenever her child needs her.

Sounds familiar?

This other article talks about how a mom was taken back when her daughter asked her this one question, which I wish Charlotte will never have to ask. It's a really good read and it speaks to me.

This post not a boastful post nor about self-pity. I hope this serves as a reminder to any mom who is as stressed out as me, to take step back, breathe, and just live in the moment a while longer. Because before you know it, the baby that was once so chubby, clingy and difficult, will be all grown up exploring their horizons, without you. 

It's ok if she has taken a mouthful of ice-cream. It's ok if she dance and claps to the show on TV. It's ok if she's not talking yet. It's ok if she's not potty train by 3 years old. It's ok if her bumbum is marinated in poo because she's still wearing diaper. It's ok if she's not eating enough vege, as long as she eats. It's ok to give in in moderation.

It's ok cause we know we are still doing our best as a mother. 

如果媽媽沒有放松自己的心情，只想著累的日子快點過去、盼著孩子快點長大，那這一段時期的育兒之樂便只能成為泡影。
趁孩子還小，多給他們擁抱、多給他們微笑、多給他們鼓勵吧，別把遺憾留給自己，別讓后悔纏著自己，畢竟這樣的時間真不長，這樣的機會一去不復返。

At the end of the day, I know my baby still loves me dearly ♥

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Zoey's Kitchen Homemade Powders

After I wrote the post about Caring Moms Bazaar 2016 , mummy Jamie came to me to offer me her homemade powders.

I was delighted and happily accepted the offer. I mean, who would say no to homemade goodness?

She makes 3 types of powder

♥ Chicken Stock Powder - made from Chicken Breast, Himalayan Salt, Onion, Garlic, Leek & Celery

♥ Anchovies Powder - made from Quality Anchovies from Pangkor Island

♥ Vegetable Powder - made from Purple Cabbage, Broccoli, Yellow Onion, Carrots & Tomatoes. All organic except for the onion.

So last weekend, I got myself working with these powders.

First, I stir-fried some broccoli and carrot with the chicken powder.

I used it to replace salt, since it already contains Himalaya Salt. After stir-frying a bit, I add more water to soften the vegetables.

Now, let's hear the verdict.

① - Ooo, what's that mummy? I think it's calling me.
② - Okok I'm coming for you.
③ - Mummy! Put down the phone and concentrate please! My mouth is ready!
④ - There there, broccoli. You're safe in my mouth now. Go on down to my tum tum.

In other words, Charlotte approves (◕‿◕✿)

Next up, stir-fried mushrooms with Anchovies Powder.

Because the mushrooms are already flavorful, I only add a little bit of anchovies powder to enhance the flavor. 

Sorry no after-photo cause erm... I forgot to feed my camera first  (´･ω･`)

But it was no doubt tasty.

I was told not to boil soup overnight as it's not good for babies, though it'll be more flavorful. So one day, I made this simply ABC soup using only 2 chicken drumsticks, 1 potato, 1 carrot, 1 onion and 1L of water and cooked for 1 hour. When it's almost done, instead of adding salt, I added half a teaspoon of Chicken Stock Powder and 1 teaspoon of Anchovies Powder. It was AHMAIGWD so so so SOOOO YUMMY! That's how I'm gonna cook my soup from now on wards! No more boiling overnight and waste electricity (cause I'm using an induction cooker).

As for the Vegetable Powder, I used it to make omelette.

 I used 2 eggs. Beat them well and then add in 1 tablespoon of the Vegetable Powder and mix well.

Lo and behold!

Expectation.

Reality hahahahahahahahahahahahahaha (─‿‿─)

But it's yummy OK!!! And come to think of it, if your child doesn't like eating greens, this is a great way to let them eat vegetable by cooking with the vegetable powder cause it's like hidden vegie!

Also, the Vegetable Powder can be consumed directly and it taste sweet. Not sugary sweet cause the sweetness comes from the vegetables so it's very authentic. I sprinkle some on top of Charlotte's rice like ふりかけ (furikake) without having to worry if  it contains any MSG, preservatives or artificial flavoring cause it doesn't! And Charlotte loves it. So do I (づ｡◕‿‿◕｡)づ

Jamie also shared some tips for using the powder

✿ The chicken stock powder is suitable to enhance the taste of your soup, to stir-fry vege or for marinating. It's meant to replace soy sauce, table salt, or oyster sauce in your cooking.

✿  The chicken stock powder is not recommended for baby under 12 months old because it contains Himalayan Salt.

✿ Anchovies powder is suitable to put into your noodle soup. You can also add a pinch into your baby's porridge. Suitable for babies 8 months old and above.

✿ Vegetable Powder is suitable for babies 10 months old and above.

✿ Please use a dry spoon to scoop the powder.

✿ Chicken & Anchovies Powder can be kept 4-5 months in the fridge. The Vegetables Powder can only be kept in the fridge for maximum 3 months only as it's dehydrated with a dehydrating machine.

Zoey's Kitchen Homemade Cooking Powders Pricing is as below (with effective from 01/08/2016)

1.Chicken Stock Powder (Normal Chicken):-
~ RM27/80gm
~ RM33/100gm
~ RM45/140gm (full bottle)

2. Chicken Stock Powder (Kampung Chicken):-
~ RM32/80gm
~ RM40/100gm
~ RM55/140gm (full bottle)

3. Anchovies Powder:-
~ RM30/100gm

4. Vegetables Powder:-
~ RM40/80gm

- FREE delivery for orders worth RM80 and above
- There will be a delivery charge of RM8 for orders worth below RM80.
- Delivery charge to East Malaysia is RM10.

*unsalted Chicken Powder is available upon request with additional charges due to extra portion of chicken breast required.

For more information, kindly head over to Zoey's Kitchen Facebook page.

Or you can also reach mummy Jamie at 016 - 326 0909.

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