Motherhood Changes

20 things that changed after motherhood hit me

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1. I no longer keep long nails. Manicure? Not a chance.

2. I find watching Laetitia sleeps more interesting than my fav TV shows.

3. I became obsessed with repelling mosquitoes.

4. I would no longer go out and drown my sorrows with booze as and when I like because I need to stay sober for Laetitia.

5. I discover that I might be stronger than Hercules. I could carry Laetitia (10kg) + diaper bag (more than 2kg) and yet shop for hours. And I finally have an exercise regimen. I do "weight-training", 10kg or more, at least 4 days a week, not lesser than 20 mins per sessions. Sometimes, multiple sessions in a day!

6. I have the ability to remain calm when I am being screamed, shouted and hollered at by my tantrum throwing Laetitia yet instead of yelling back, I say, "Mama loves you."

7. I no longer shun people who only talks about babies, but I am finding so much difficulties talking to the singles, especially when the sex is male.

8. I empathise parents with a sick and screaming baby instead of wanting to murder them like before.

9. My taste of song has changed from rock & alternative to classical and lullabies. My top song is "My Bonnie Lies Over The Ocean"; I sing it more than any songs in my life! Try 10x per night!

10. I realised that it is possible to give thousands of kisses and not expecting any in return.

11. My censorship for vulgarity had tighten. I do not "fuck" at people in front of Laetitia.

12. I finally understand why some people would give up their dogs for babies.

13. I would not engage in anything potentially dangerous like bungee-jumping or diving, because I want to live long enough to watch Laetitia grows up.

14. DVDs means watching that same Baby Genius disc for the 101th time with Laetitia.

15. My cell phone has so much more photo of Laetitia instead of myself.

16. I don't mind the sun anymore when swimming is the only thing Laetitia wants to do.

17. I order food that she can eat instead of what I would normally like to eat.

18. I spent most of my time in the children dept when I am at the mall.

19. I am proud of being a mother.

20. I think I finally know what unconditional love is all about.

"She can be such a horrible tyrant at times but when she falls asleep, she turns into the most angelic, sweet innocent little thing." ..... Says almost all parents

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Farewell Uno

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You came into my life and became my friend when I was that lonely person with no sense of identity.

The walks that we had shared will always be my cherished memories.

You had always been such a good host to my friends. I am sure some of them will miss you deeply too.

You were stronger than I had expected when I saw how you managed to overcome that accident that gave you 2 titanium pins permanently implanted in your body. You refused to be crippled and you never were.

You had battled a weaken heart, a failing liver and damaged kidneys; and yet, you stayed on so that I can say my last goodbye.

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In loving memory of our dearest and most loving member of our family.

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Uno of the Cheong Family

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Born: 10th Oct 1995 ...... Departed: 22nd Dec 2008

Thank you for all the love that you had given us. You will forever be remembered by Aunt G. Quean, G. Keng, G. Lee and me.

The Wedding Album

Album created and designed by me with Smilebox.

Fragments of me

Fragmented by multiple roles.

Each one comes up to be more imperfect than the former.

Taming A Vexatious Mind

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*when the stillness of the night rips through your vexatious mind; you suddenly realized that you are the only soul left untouchable by Mr Sandman.

If This Might Be The End

I had came back to Singapore last week, but had been too busy falling sick to blog or perhaps I was just being lazy.


Truth is - I had been procrastinating all I can because this is not going to be easy. I am in a dilemma. I had always blog without hesitation but recently I can't typed out words without having second thoughts. In fact, this entry had been written, rewritten, deleted, saved a few times in draft before publishing.


It is tormenting for me if I can't blog but it is equally, if not more daunting, to realize that what I wrote here had unwittingly distressed people whom I love.


Blogging, the one activity that I had enjoyed, could have been a potential jeopardy. Quite frankly, I didn't see it coming.


I used to think rather naively that blogging about my life online is all about me and it could do nobody any harm. Being an extremely candid person, I can be rather tactless and insensitive at times; a little more often than I thought I am.


The actuality is - my life is not only about ME. My life exists only because of the people who work with me, live with me, befriended me, who is related to me, loves me/ hates me or even that nameless who had blocked my way while I got off from the train this morning played a part. THEY all had/have a direct or/and indirect involvement that revolves around this thing which I call "My Life".


And while I openly dissect my life through this blog of mine, I might have inadvertently exposed the lives of others; lives which they might want to keep under wrap otherwise. The value of privacy is never the same for everyone. I supposed I didn't quite understand that in the past.


The intent of this blog had been to serve as my untainted reminiscence, it was never meant as an outlet to glorify myself, or my life and certainly has no means to deprecate anyone or anything for that matters. If I had written anything that had being provocative, offensive or affronting, I am sorry to have made you felt this way.


It had been over 3 years, since I started blogging. It had been one of the best 'self-administrated' therapy which had given me REAL calm and recollections. I found strength that I never knew I had through blogging. I have had my various emotions properly addressed with words. Blogging had helped me grown from an individual filled with inner turmoils and rage to a completely metamorphosed person, who could face the world with more positiveness.


I might or might not know you, but I want to thank you, readers of my blog for the companionship you gave me throughout this journey and had help me to discover who I really am. Thank you for your comments/words of encouragements/support(mentally, emotionally or perhaps spiritually?) and/or even your sarcasms, they were all helpful in one way or other .

I don't know if I would blog again any time soon, but it had been most pleasurable baring my life to all of you. But it would be selfish to continue this pleasure if it also brings along pain.



Thank you!