Auntiehood

I may be the envy of many moms out there cos i get a good 6 months break from work. Other than playing with T, I also get to do regular luncheons and shopping with other SAHM (Stay at home mothers), my nails are almost always perfect given that i now have time to run to the manicurist every few days to fix a minor chip.

But frankly, life as i knew has ended.

No more sophisticated talk with colleagues about the latest business acquisitions, and soon there will be no more shop till i drop since i'm now on a humble salary package from the husband (not that i'm complaining, it's more than enough). I am pretty much unaware of what's going on beyond the radius of my home and the market. Reality hit me only when i started texting a fellow SAHM about this great deal i saw at the supermarket- the price of Gold Medal Flour is now 33RMB instead of 66RMB, yipee.

It's pretty much like seeing a crystal chandelier fall from the ceiling in slow mo but i can't do anything to stop it.

But u know what... I see it clearly now. Being a mother is who i am. It's a new role and i embrace it. So what if this blog has turned into a homage to dear son. It shouldn't scare me that now know the name of every vegetable in English and Mandarin, and the price of rice per kg. Instead of strategising about the next media campaign, i really do the strategising at the market- if i buy this i can use 20% to make this dish and the other 80% to make another dish...

I don't hate this life. I love and appreciate it cos i have a husband who is blessed and generous.

My boy likes the camera

He may not look like me at all... but we have at least one thing in common.

I swear i didn't know he also stuck out his tongue!!

Why am i so free?

You must be thinking, this new mommy is either A. Addicted to blogging or B. Has exceptional time management skills...

Let me reveal the mystery..


Me: can i learn how to bottle feed the baby?
Confinement Nanny (CN): No. Too young. u might get air into his tummy.


Me: Can i bathe the baby?
CN: No. U can't touch water. And i don't think u can handle it.

Me: Can i put him to sleep?
CN: No. U'll get tired.


Me: Can i change his diapers?
CN: No. tht's my dirty job! Besides he's too small.

Me: Can i shower?
CN: No. Not till after 40 days..(one of the few CN laws i broke)

Me: Can i step out just for a bit?
CN: No. u'll get wind in ur body.

Me: Can i watch TV?
CN: No. your eyes will hurt.

Me: Can i do stuff on my laptop?
CN: No. it's bad for ur back. (She doesn't know that my handphone is a mini computer)

Me: Can i brush my teeth?
CN: No, ur tooth will ache... (wait a minute, will it ache from brushing or from not brushing...)

Me: Can i cook dinner?
CN: No. (no reason given, maybe she just doesn't trust my cooking).

So in a nutshell. i am supposed to lie in bed ALL DAY.... My motherly duties consist of feeding on demand, and pumping milk every 3 hrs.