Green on blue

A little green on a blue monday

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Sunday at ECP

We were planning to bring the kids to the kids' arts village, but changed our minds and brought them to east coast park instead





After pancakes at mac, the playground outside the restaurant called out to them...





Xuan ( took the most photos of her as she was not running around, all over the playground like the other two)





Wei




Yan

Then on an impulse, we rented two bikes; one with two child seats and the other with one hild seat. I rode with yan while mr fat rode with xuan and wei




At bedok jetty. They were curious n amazed by the uncle's catch

Fever fits

Last weekend, xuan had her second fever fit ( since she was born. )

She woke up crying at 3.30am on last sat, running a fever. She was also clutching her stomach, saying that her stomach is aching..

I had thought that she was hungry n gave her milk and then paracetemol. She went bk to sleep.

At 6am, i woke up and felt her forehead again and noticed that her fever did not went down. As she was asleep and another hr later, i could feed her paracetemol again, i went bk to sleep.

She woke up crying at 7am, this time waking the other two up. I made milk for 3 of them and work mr fat up too. I gave xuan lactofort and paracetemol after her feed.

When i came out from the bedroom, with their clothes, i realised something wrong. I saw both hands of xuan twitching as she laid on the bumper mat in between the other two gals. I saw her eyes starig straight and it was then i realised that she was having fever fit again.

As i blog about this, i still shudder at the experience..

I laid her on her side (correct) and inserted my finger into her clenched mouth (which was wrong!).

Soon she felt into deep sleep. We tried to wake her up. As we were on the way to kk hospital, she woke up n started crying. We heaved a sign of relief.

It turned out that she had stomach flu n this led to her having fever.

We learnt a lesson from this experience and if the kids have fever next time, we wld be more careful and mindful.

Some useful info from kk:

Sky's the limit

RSAF Open House 2011



The kids were very excited along the way there. They kept screaming at planes (or jets? Oh well..) that flew past..


We were there at about 5.30pm (the open house ends at 7)..there were still hordes of people..

The weather was perfect when we arrived there :)



Wei 'assigned herself to me.





My dad was 'assigned' xuan and my mum took care of the waterbottles bag (formerly known as the diaper bag, yes! They are officially diaper-free!)




And mr fat was assigned Yan.





They were actually blocking those who are exiting the plane. Look at xuan's 黑脸..



Yan is alwis the happy baby. Not camera shy at all.



There u have it, a photo bomb in the form of mr fat. He was supposed to carry the gals up onto the artillery and leave.

He just had to pause, pose and smile.




Easy to tell why the twins had 黑脸..nothing to play with, seated uncomfortably and worst of all, had to see a bunch of grown ups, making funny faces and shouting at them.


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Doremon & frens

Kids

Hk trip 2011

A silly post

Time flies like an arrow. Fruit flies like a banana



I wondered why the baseball kept getting bigger. Then it hit me.



A chicken crossing the road is poultry in motion.



The short fortune-teller who escaped from prison was a small medium at large.



No matter how much you push the envelope, it'll still be stationery.

Happy Rabbit Year!

I had the most tiring Chinese New Year week ever. It was however, one of the happiest one :)

It was the twins' first official CNY week. Xuan was in hospital the last CNY and I had to accompany her at hospital.

I had to take two panadols for the first two nites, in order to relieve my body aches. Why? I was busy trying to stop the kiddos from eating too much bak kwa and egg rolls, and preventing them from fighting over toys and ipad.

Did I mention before that my sis won an ipad in her company d&d? That's the fifth prize lor, fyi. The top prize was a pair of two-way air tickets to tokyo!!! - ok, I digressed...

3 kiddos = lots and lots of ang pows!

We recovered all our ang pow money give-away on the 1st day of CNY. (that's the day with the most no. of angpows) . We even got some money to celebrate their 2nd bdae coming wednesday.

Why didn't mr Fat and me save the money in the bank for them, you might ask?

We thought we should do that, but we are currently still quite strapped especially paying their school fees and milk powder...

3 kiddos = lots of attention!

I was caught off-guard when my smelly brother said, "Actually, you having the 3 kids is a good thing..." I was beaming with pride till he continued, "...at least this CNY, the attention is on the 3 kids and not on me...."

-_-

Well, he's right. At least no one asked him why he has not gotten himself a gf, when he intend to get married etc...

And the 3 kiddos are really attention-seekers. They would talk very loudly, cry very loudly and run rowdly at other people's residences. I pretend to be embarassed by them but I was actually very proud of them. So personable, sociable...like their mum. Haha ;)

3 kiddos = shopping galore!
I had an amazing time shopping for their clothes and shoes for CNY...you have no idea how pretty and how plenty little gals' clothes and shoes are.... cuteness overload...

3 kiddos = lots of love!
I had the most hectic CNY ever but also the most heartwarming one till now. My heartstrings are pulled

when yy said, 'mummy, xin nian kuai le, sheng ti jian kang, xie xie!'
when yx and yw cried and called out for me after I disciplined them
when yy said, 'mummy, ni bu ai wo le har?' if I paid more attention to her mei meis.

It's going to be a happy, hoppy year!

Reflections

I just finished reading 'Handle with care' by Jodi Picoult, I wept.

When I read her 'Sister's keeper', I wept too.

I think I weep easily nowadays at TV shows or movies, books or even an newspaper article.

Mother instinct or Mother guilt tripm if that's what everyone calls it.

I weep over sad, heart-wrenching stories about parents, children, babies...

In the past, if any sad things happen to my life, I was confident I could pick up the pieces and move on bravely.

Now, I am not so sure. I do not know what I would do.

My heart is now tied to so many people...especially tightly bond to my three girls and my hubby.

This is life, right? As you grow older, you are no longer as carefree amd individualistic as before. Your life is no longer about you, yourself. You have to think about people you love.

I think I know what I should do.

Let what come may

Treasure what I have now