After spending close to 6 hours at Baby Fair last April, it finally dawned on me that babies are expensive. Thus far, we’ve spent close to $6k which includes pre-delivery medical expenses and baby essentials. We’ve been advised to have at least $10k in savings on the day of delivery (gulps). Don’t worry, I have kept all the expenses in a spreadsheet. When my baby turns 18, I will share the document with him (together with the pregnancy sticks that I peed on when I found out I’m pregnant with him).
It is normal to be clueless about what to buy since there are so many brands out there to choose from. I mean, do you go for single electric breast pump or double? Which diaper brand to go for? How organic do you want to go when caring for your baby? With all that uncertainties, we just W H A C K E D and hope for the best. Sharing with you some of the things we’ve bought so far:
Some of the brands that I came across are Medela, Philips and Cimilre. Not caring how one brand differs from another (I mean, as long as they pump milk out of boobies that should be okay… right), I went ahead with Philips because it looks compact and portable enough for me not to look like I am carrying a fridge in the future. I decided to buy the single electric breast pump because it makes more sense (to me, at least). I envisioned my baby to be latching on one breast and I could pump on the other – I could be wrong (I will figure it out as I go along). Anyway, I got my single electric breast pump set at $199 with tons of bottles and a couple of pacifiers… so, why not.
I have not been updating my life here because typing is hard work – what pregnancy does to you! Jokes aside, fatigue from pregnancy is real so is pregnancy brain. All I could muster after a day’s work is lying down on my bed doing absolutely nothing. Believe me, I counted down to my maternity leave since week 10. Initially, I wanted to start my maternity leave at week 38 but, nah that so not happening! That being said, tomorrow is my last day in the office. I cannot be any more proud that I made it this far – being pregnant and working full time can be quite a feat.
The only wifey thing I’ve done thus far was to unwrap a fillet-o-fish for my husband to eat while he was driving. 1o points for me, surely.
Days leading to the big day was manic. I was still running errands the day before my wedding – only got to sleep past 2 am. And everything that could have gone wrong on the wedding day, did go wrong. I kid you not. First of many things would be, there wasn’t a chair at my dais – were you expecting me to sit on the stage with my mega-ass long train? Second, the Tok Kadi was 15 mins late for our solemnization – and, everyone else just had to be early on that very day. Well, those were just two of the many things… but heck it, we had a fantastic good time despite all that.
I was in the lift with some others in the building. Sometimes, I have a habit of just walking straight into the lift without pressing the button to my office floor. Well, today I did. The lift first stopped at level 22, then 24, 25, 26 and naturally, I figured someone would be stopping at level 27. Not looking at the panel where it showed the level the lift was at, I just stared blankly at the opened lift door, not recognizing that I’ve reached my office at level 28. The lift didn’t stop at level 27.
There were about 5 others left in the lift looking at who would be exiting next and the person didn’t show up (oh hi, still not awake). Not wanting to look super uncool, I tried to pretend that I was totally going for level 29. Thankfully, level 29 is still part of my office, just that I had to climb down the stairs to level 28 after that.
Looking cool is everything.
Hoping to start a brand new week right by blogging about what happened in the past two weeks. So what happened?
Let’s see, I started a new job. After being unemployed for two months, I am finally back in the 9-5 grind. Excited as I was, I caught myself dreaming about my potato couch days in the office. It was just me, Netflix and the sofa (and my grandpop who sat on my opposite, totally judging me for the fine woman I’m becoming). I find myself scrambling for time to relax, do my house chores (read: the piling laundry), spend time with my family and Luq. The need to strike that balance is necessary, but challenging. Nevertheless, I’d try my best like vacuuming the house in the middle of the night (if not, when is a better time?). Work has been … well, work. I’m still getting to know the group’s dynamic and trying to fit myself in. I’ve made some friends who are, apparently, at least 4 years younger than me. So tell me now, how do I not feel old. On my first lunch with them, they asked if I have a bf. Err, how about I am getting married in 3 months? And two weeks into my new job, IRAS sent me a letter in the mailbox asking me to pay for my income tax… can you give this girl a break? There goes the birthday surprise for Luq. Sorry baby, maybe next year 🙂
Of course this very idea didn’t come from me. In fact I had my reservations to do this trail under the blazing hot sun. My skin is just recovering from the heat and my unhealthy ways of binging on junk food the past few weeks. I’m currently on sweet drinks detox and it’s working well for my skin!
I’ve been checking the weather forecast almost daily and on most days, it is showing 35 deg cels at 3pm (that’s about the time we planned to start!). With this current heat situation happening in Singapore, I rather much stay at home until the sun cools down a bit. The cousins and siblings planned to have this walk last Friday since it was a public holiday (not that it mattered to me!). I was hoping that the weather would be kinder that day – but fat chance! It was so hot that I could fry an egg on my head.