Crafting While Katy Sleeps, Part 1

Crafting While Katy Sleeps, Part 1

I bought these wooden block letters from Typo a few weeks ago, and told myself I’d find time to do something fun with them after we’d finished moving and unpacking. That opportunity came up a couple of nights ago… I…

Counting My Blessings

Counting My Blessings

After a morning of fighting with product warranties, proofs of purchase and dingbat customer service staff, I have decided to stop feeling frustrated and start being grateful instead. – For my daughter, who is amazingly cute even when she’s throwing…

Parenthood, Week 8

Parenthood, Week 8

Of all the milestones Katy will achieve in her life, I never expected her first cold to happen quite so soon. Cue the self-recrimination: did I keep her warm enough, did we take her out and about too often, should…

Childhood Canings Cast Long Shadows

If you grew up in the 80s in a middle-class home in Singapore, you probably experienced the kind of childhood punishments that would make your Western friends clutch their pearls and gasp that no one called Child Protective Services. Getting…

Parenthood, Week 4

Parenthood, Week 4

My tiny newborn is a month old. How did that happen?! The first two weeks passed in such a haze – I only realised Katy had nearly outgrown her newborn togs when a visiting friend observed that Katy’s feet were…

The Unexpected Travails of a Milk Producer

The Unexpected Travails of a Milk Producer

This post has been sitting around in my head for about a week, waiting till I felt more able to tackle the subject with a little less emotional energy. Coincidentally, a couple of days ago, Steve Dublanica of Waiter Rant…

Confinement and Curveballs

Confinement and Curveballs

Traditionally, the one-month confinement period after giving birth was meant to ward off illnesses and balance the body’s internal hot/cold mechanisms. (Source article here, coincidentally written by a friend of mine…) In my own humble opinion, the real value of…

Parenthood, Week 1

Parenthood, Week 1

As of last Friday, giving birth was the hardest thing I’d ever done. The week that followed then proceeded to put that experience into perspective. The hospital is probably the last place where a new mother will get any rest…