I love bags, branded bags but I never really own one. Because:

-firstly, I am not sure if I can take care of them by diligently cleaning them every few weeks or months (yes, I'm a messy person FYI).

-secondly, I do not know if I can carry the look, i mean, look like a taitai.

-thirdly, I am scared of losing or misplacing the bags (very forgetful me).

-forth, I am terrified of being robbed (my heart beats faster if I carry a rather expensive bag).

-fifth, most of the time I need a really big and slouchy kinda bag so that I can throw all my stuff in and that's it. Rummaging through my bag to find something has become a habit.

-sixth, I "heartpain" spending the $$ to just buy a bag (perhaps I did not grow up in a rich family and money was really hard to earn or even save). If I have the $$, I would rather buy lots not-so-expensive bags.

-seventh, I am too lazy to change bags coz I will tend to forget to bring this and that. Now after having zy, I only use three bags - toscano sling, kipling slouch and baby couture diaper bag.

-eight, I would rather avoid "gossips" or "green eye".

Anyway.

I have been barking on jw to buy me a branded bag as a consolation for the pregnancy and birth of zy. But all along, I did not have the heart to look or choose. All I wish to know and have is jw's sincerity and love for me.

And he has been really very sweet.

Ever since zy came into our lives, we bicker more because of different mindsets and expectations. No more couple life but family life and we took quite some time to adjust. But we are doing better. Alot better. And I know that jw still loves me as his wife more than as zy's mother and I think this is really important to us. To stay connected, respected and loved as husband and wife.

And yes, I got it.

Make a Smilebox scrapbook

Last year. 27 Oct 2007.

This year. 27 Oct 2008.

To our little rascal:

May you grow up healthy and strong, happy and blessed, and be a fine man. We will love you with all our hearts, unconditionally and forever. Thank you for coming into our lives and making us complete.

Lots Love and kisses,

Papa & Mama.

jw is out to laos till tomorrow evening. And I just received my pattern yesterday. So happy! zy is napping now so I have some time to myself. Showering, blogging, checking mail, cleaning up our room, and hopefully cutting fabric!

geez, i need 36hrs/day.

5 days to zy's 1st year birthday. Happy!

A small family gathering is what we always wanted. Too much a hassle for a party. And we wish to let zy grow up in a not-so-pampered environment. No showering of gifts and presents, no extravagant birthday celebrations. But, there will be lots of love for him. Love is what he needs and what we can give him unconditionally and wholeheartedly.

Since our house is small, I am trying to bring zy downstairs to the playground and grasspatch to run about. Looking for butterflies, dragonflies, leaves, flowers, birds, sky... Appreciating nature.

Soon, I'll be introducing simple craftwork to zy. Hopefully he can grow up to be a little more arty-farty and creative.

There is no jealousy. Coz I feel blessed to be able to spend everyday with Zhuo Yan, witnessing every of his milestone reached. Children grow up so fast and if you missed their growing up stage, you missed it.

Going for my sewing class later! Happy. And I can't wait to start my xmas sale. Things are looking good so far.

Pls, pattern come quickly.


There are times I feel otherwise about my life now as a stay-at-home mum to Zhuo Yan. Sometimes I envy friends who travel for work commitments, thinking I should be living a life like that too.

But... Looking at zy's angelic face (he is sleeping beside me now), every sacrifice seems worthwhile...


Zhuo Yan starts walking ALL BY HIMSELF today!!! *beaming mummy*


Our little rascal never fails to amaze us every day with his little actions.

It's fascinating to watch a child grow. And it is cool to be parents. Yes, sometimes we do feel the toil, frustration and tiredness, especially now that he is beginning to show his character and voicing out his own thoughts and views. But, uncontrollably, we still love him more each day.

You can never imagine how smart kids are nowadays. Maybe it's all about evolution.

Little rascal is turning one in two weeks and is starting to behave like a policeman of the house. Walking (holding hands) around and supervising the house the moment he wakes up. Rejecting to play with his toys but play with whatever he finds interesting in the house (like pots and pans, door-stopper).

Everyday is tiring for us, but we are enjoying. =P








My mind is blank now. Maybe it's time to sleep.

I kinda like my life now. Or should I say, I have gotta used to it. Waking up at 6 or 7 plus in the morning and sleeping around 11 at night. And the whole day is occupied with Zhuo Yan, sewing, eating, resting, shopping during the weekends... Not sure if I wish to change it. The routine. My comfort zone.

Now that Zhuo Yan is reaching toddler stage, he is more fun to be with. And I enjoy being with him more these days. He makes me angry, frustrated, laugh, giggle, and do silly expressions and actions. Forget about trying to be pretty and demure with him around!