
Who knew that roast beef, balsamic vinegar, mustard and mayonnaise tasted so good together.
My name C. Capturing my journey as a working mother of two. C & K are my two babies.

Who knew that roast beef, balsamic vinegar, mustard and mayonnaise tasted so good together.
I am not sure about how RH feels, I am guessing that he is not thinking about this until "D" day, but I am definitely feeling a little stress about being a mom. Not only do I feel that the baby might just take up ALL my time, I am afraid that I would not be such a good role model for the baby.
I think that being good role models are definitely hard. Cos you can't tell your kids not to do something, turn around and do the exact same thing. It just does not work that way. There are going to be some major changes coming our way.
However, I truly believe that God will guide us in this area so I try not be unduly worried....... and to end this post on a happy note....a picture of me in my 26th week. Tummy has grown bigger yet again. :P

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This is my bedroom floor when RH is going to Indonesia. He at least brings 3 handphones along.
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It was truly amazing their testimony and story of how they got pregnant and I know that it is truly the miracle of their prayers that they are able to have a smooth natural pregnancy. It was so fun to see them both getting excited over baby stuff and little baby shoes.
This weekend has just been an amazing weekend and God just showing us how sovereign and all caring He is.
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I was just thinking about how Bakong would address my siblings and I really wanted him to call them by the traditional Hokchia titles so as to preserve the tradition. Now a days, more and more of our family's children just call out a generic title followed by the person's name as to differentiate them eg. Yi yi Qiao bor Yi yi Yu......
I really wanted Bakong to call my siblings first aunt, second aunt, third aunt and so on in Hokchia just like how we address our Uncles and Aunties, so here is what they are gonna be called:
1. SB - Duayii
2. EP - Duayii Riong
3. SY - Sayii
4. DC - Siyii
5. SK - Nguyii or Muiyii
6. Kiu Kiu
Hehehe, it does sound like some bad case of tongue twisting but I really think that we shoudl preserve tradition and I would be really honoured if I was addressed similarly by my nephews and nieces....
PS: I am feeling kinda upset that my doughnut class scheduled on Tuesday has been postpone.

{Walnut Cake and Marble Cake, Cake Foundation Stage 1)

{Chocolate Sunflower Cupcakes, Cake Foudation Stage 1}

{Molten Chocolate Cake, Crazy for Chocolate Class}

{Velvet Chocolate Cake, Crazy for Chocolate Class}
{Flourless Chocolate Cake, Crazy for Chocolate Class}
So guys, excuse your wives if they look kinda dowdy for the next 9 months. Having a baby is really hard work. If others do not understand, our own husbands should try.
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I have always believed Singaporeans to be a relatively polite society except for the few exceptions (sometimes foreigners). So, I did expect that I would definitely be treated better after I got pregnant. People opening doors for me, giving up their seats or like letting me into elevators first.
Well, reality is slightly different. Not many people in Singapore actually is like that. I often have doors that slam in my face and I really need to hold out my hands so the door does not bang into my tummy. Or have to wait for seats in MRT, buses, public places and foodcourts. I have encountered once when I was waiting at the entrance of an elevator but had to stand aside when the doors open cos I was afraid of being pushed down by a group of ladies who was rushing into the lift and they were behind me to begin with. I waited at the side of the entrance and waited till ALL of them marched in before going to the lift myself.
However, they are also polite and considerate people in Singapore. Its just that the norms are the inconsiderate ones while the considerate Singaporeans are a rareity. I do wanna commend on Marriott's excelent customer service though. I was having lunch one rainy day with my sister at Marriott's cafe. Lo and behold, 3 minutes after we were seated, a waiter came up to me to hand me a huge pillow for my back. Talk about good customer service. Whereas at a buffet dinner at Raffles Hotel on Saturday, RH had to ask for a more comfortable chair as they had us seated on very low sofas which were albeit comfortable for high tea and chit chats but very uncomfortable for consuming our dinner which were at sitting on a normal height dinner table.