Pink is the new black…

In the last few months, it’s been baby shower galore – one for a baby boy, one gender neutral and finally, one for a little girl.

BABY1She and her sister put together some awesome decorations and set up the candy bar, which looked pretty amazing!! 🙂

baby2A friend of hers made some cupcakes, which were really yummy (I had a strawberry one). I always had the impression that people bought the little figurines and shapes that went on cupcakes, but apparently you  can make them yourself by melting chocolate in the moulds. I should buy some! Though I doubt I’ll be starting a cupcake business anytime soon…

baby3I’ve really grown fond of these pretty cakes (and can’t wait to plan Jacob’s 1st birthday food, yippie!). This cake was so so gorgeous though I was hoping the cake itself would’ve been richer – it was a chocolate mudcake. But the good thing is the mum-to-be got to keep the fondant booties/shoes. Cute!

babyI organised the games for her baby shower, and decided to pull out the good ol’ toilet paper game from my baby shower last year. Basically, the teams have to wrap one of the team members in a ‘nappy’ and strongest/nicest looking nappy wins! Which one do you think is the best one?

We also played a guessing game where you had to feel around in a bag and guess what items were in there, and a Baby Bingo game as the mum-to-be opened her gifts. I don’t think I’ve seen so many pink baby things in my life! 🙂 Now it’s making me clucky to have a girl, haha. But I do have a very cute baby boy anyway:

booLove his funny faces. Anyway, I love baby showers but I’m also a bit relieved that we can have a bit of a break from them for now, haha! Now, I’m just waiting for more babies to play with! 🙂 All the best with your labour, ladies!

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I’m up all night to get clucky…

I’ve been trying to get a blog post written but have just been sidetracked about 500 times. I’m currently sharing  my computer with my parents who are here to spend time with me and the baby, and I know where I get my computer addiction from (though I admit I’m a lot worse than them). I’ve also got to persevere and type with one hand seeing that I’m usually rocking the baby in the other arm.

In honest truth, I didn’t really know what to write about nor did I have the mood to write. In some ways, I feel that I have no purpose at the moment. I know it’s a silly thought because I have the most important job in the world – bringing up a person. Perhaps I just need a shift in perspective.

Reason for my blog post title – it seems that so many people are expecting babies now! My sister in law is due in December, and some of my close friends at church are due in March next year. The other day, we met our neighbour who was out walking her dog and she’s also expecting. Perhaps there’s something in the air? 🙂

 

Anyway, in my few moments of motherhood, I feel a lot more comfortable and confident with Jacob. It’s really true that you learn from your baby. In the first few days, I used to find it very distressing to hear Jacob crying, but now I know that he’s just trying to communicate with me – he’s either hungry, wet, cold, tired or something else that we figure out together.

Perhaps when I find more inspiration, I’ll write again.

But here is another picture of my favourite little boy, who is 3 weeks old today.

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Costumes and other crises…

Another busy weekend… sometimes I feel that weekends should be commitment free, but then I think I’d feel terribly bored and unproductive.

Anyway, this weekend was spent painting the youth room at our little countryside church – the walls have been lime green for longer than I’ve been alive, so we decided we’d give it a fresh coat of neutral cream paint (hey, anything’s better than lime green!).

I didn’t manage to take a picture, more so because I wasn’t allowed into the room much – paint fumes can be harmful to an unborn baby. I still would like some involvement in painting our baby’s room though – we’ve decided on cream with a green feature wall.

I’m also shopping around on Ebay for some baby wall decor. I do like these ones quite a bit:

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I just really love green, don’t I? Anyway, I’ll definitely take a good picture of the baby’s nursery once my husband and I have figured out what to do with it.

Anyway, my crisis of the week is to get a costume together for my brother-in-law’s party. He’s having a Star Wars themed party and I have the following issues:

1. I’ve never actually watched Star Wars before, at least not all the way through. I know who R2D2 is and I’ve heard of Jedis but that’s about it.

2. There aren’t that many female characters in Star Wars – I envision there’ll be like 10 Princess Leah’s at the party.

3. I’m not going to fit (well) into any of the costumes I buy/rent because of this baby bump.

I’ve learned that there is indeed a pregnant character, Padmé Amidala, so this could be my chance at not looking too out of character. I really love this costume but I doubt I’ll be able to find one, and I’m hopeless at making costumes:

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However, I do have some things I could put together to make this costume (without showing my belly, of course).

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I hope that’s not being overly ambitious here – my legs will never look like Natalie Portman’s, though I have a post-pregnancy plan…

Anyway, I promise that my next post will be more mentally stimulating. I apologise but I’m practically brain-dead now and probably require a lot more sleep.

Just to prove to you that I do have the ability to write, I just wanted to share the JOM Magazine’s latest issue: http://issuu.com/jommagazine/docs/jom05

My articles in particular are on pages 50, 56 and 57 of the magazine, and they’re generally about homemaking 101. I honestly don’t know if I’m the right person to give that sort of advice at the moment – I can’t find my sole pair of maternity work pants because it’s buried somewhere under the unfolded sheets, spare bedding and the Christmas tree.

Finally, before I go, I rediscovered the joys of having a bath! I thought that pregnant women weren’t allowed to have baths, but apparently it’s just hot spas and saunas we should avoid because they’re simply too hot. Warm baths are okay…

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Correction, warm baths are divine (especially with a bath bomb)…

Have a great week everybody!

Short sluggish snippets

I was looking to write a nice long blog post tonight but simply ran out of time (and steam). It’s a shame how little free time I seem to have to myself during the week.

Work takes up about 40 hours, 50 if you add commuting time. Meal prep, probably an additional 10 hours. Eating, maybe another 10 if not more… Church and community related activities, maybe 5+ hours. Housework, add about 0 hours… just kidding, maybe add 5 (I’m working on it!). What have I missed out? Oh yeah, sleep…

People say I shouldn’t be so busy while I’m pregnant, that I should take a step back and get more sleep. And I would love to honour that request if only I could reset my body clock – I’m still fairly nocturnal and, if given a choice, would rather sleep from midnight to whatever time my body decides to wake up.

But anyway, I digressed from the main point (though I never even mentioned the main point) which probably points out how tired I am…

Let me recapture my thoughts by posting a picture of my wonderful dog, who despite her destructiveness and hyperactivity, loves everybody unconditionally (especially when she’s soaking wet). Here she is devouring her Kong Wubba – note to buyers of Kong Wubba, this is in no way indestructible. Took her about 2 days (of supervised play, mind you)…

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I was going to share the article I wrote on multiculturalism in Australia. I do admit that the article can’t quite do the subject justice, as there’s really so many things that can be said about the matter.

We have to face that fact that multiculturalism is everywhere – in our countries, in our homes. And regardless of how we try to ignore it, we do acknowledge it in many ways, be it positive or negative.

For a little background on myself, I’m a Malaysian who’s 1/2 Chinese, 1/8 Scottish, 1/8 Welsh, 1/8 Thai and 1/8 Malay. In Malaysia, where we still have to state our race on all official documentation, I’m considered “Others” as I don’t fall into the default Malay, Chinese or Indian categories. I strove to stand out and be proud of the fact that I was Eurasian, and perhaps hoped it gave me a different set of qualities that would make me different from other Malaysians.

And then I came to Australia, where I fall under the category of Asian. Forget the Scottish surname (which is Ritchie, by the way) – this girl grew up in Asia and has rather slitty eyes, so she’s Asian. Point blank. And I just live it with now, because I realise that in all honesty, there’s no point denying the truth and there’s honestly nothing wrong with being Asian.

I just don’t know how to explain to my kid(s) their ethnic make-up, taking into consideration my 1/2 English, 1/2 German (but born and bred in Australia) husband…

Just putting it out there – how do you feel about your own ethnicity? Are you comfortable with your cultural background, even if you aren’t living in the country you grew up in? Do you feel that you had to change parts of you that you didn’t necessarily want to change?

You can read the actual article here:
http://jommagazine.com.au/living-the-multicultural-life-in-australia-stories-from-different-ethnicities/

Anyway, speaking about change, I bought lunch today from a Korean BBQ type place in a food court (which is delicious by the way). I gave the lady some money and she said “Here you go, three dollar changes!” 

I was going to ask her “Three dollar changes into what? Is this a magic trick?” but I’m never that impolite (unless provoked). But yes, how simple life would be if changes could be bought. I suppose some can, but a lot of them come at a price that money can’t buy.

Anyway, I’ve rambled on enough and really should get some more sleep. Good night world, and may tomorrow be a wonderful day full of new opportunities.