Husband asked if it's ok if he goes for futsal tonight and I said sure, as long as he finished his "homework" because he's leaving tomorrow morning. "Homework" = collating his guest list and packing his bag.
So he sat down to work on his guest list and was done in less than 5 mins. What?!? Went through his super short guest list with him. Less than 20 lines and reminded him of people he missed out along the way.
I was quite happy with our list and thought we did quite a good job of keeping it to the min. We didn't include distant relatives and only invited people we interact with on a weekly basis. Happily totaled up the numbers so that I could email them to the cafe and realised. 76 people already!! How did that happen?? Oh oh. 17 party packs to make and I haven't even included N's little friends from her weekly class.
Ok think I shall not be too ambitious with the DIY stuff or I won't be able to cope
Going to scour daiso for pretty bags instead of making hand stamped cotton bags as planned. No time to sew and stamp so many!
Lunch date with the husband today before our meeting at 2. The plan was to go have bak chor mee at the ION food court since N wasn't with us. Haha we romantic like that. Husband loves mee pok and every time he's in town he will go hunting for mee pok.
However, he changed his mind because he was wearing a white shirt and didn't want to risk getting his shirt dirty. So end up having jap again Itacho which suits me just fine because I 😍 scallop sushi.
Haiz should have totally expected it la. Today's meeting lasted 2 hours. I naively told the Husband, let's be done within 1/2 hour. I should have known better la. So by the time we said all the niceties and bid farewell it was already 4.30 pm. No time to go to daiso anymore.
Came home to take over baby duties from the helper.
I don't mean to sound ungrateful but sometimes I rather do without the help. She just drives me mad and creates more work for me.
Wa realised I have a lot to rant..
So gonna rewrite this in point form. Long post ahead…
I can't trust her to make sure N finishes her food. At the slightest hint of rejection, she would say N has had enough or doesn't like the food and she would throw the food away. Food that I put in effort and love to make for N. Same goes for milk, I've lost count of the amount of my precious EBM she has dumped. I used to 💔 like mad and now I'm numbed. My mom and MIL (bless her) would sayang the EBM and try to cajole N finish it. While she would just warm up and dump saying baby is not hungry.
This afternoon she threw out the whole bowl of Chinese Yam soup that I took the whole morning to double boil. Said N didn't like it and fed N jarred baby peas for lunch instead. Haiz.
She talks ALOT especially to strangers. Can exchange phone numbers as well. The Husband hates it and gets very upset when she tells strangers personal details about our family. She's been warned many times but she still does it.
What I hate most is when she makes useless remarks especially when I'm already super frustrated. Like that time when N fell from the bed and was vomitting on the way to the doctor.
I was already feeling guilty and upset over it and she had to go rub it in in front of my MIL when she came to visit. Said N was really pale, she was so scared and she already told me not to put N on the bed. Yadah, yadah… Hello?!! Didn't we agree not to bring it up? And why are you now saying all this to my MIL? It's like stirring shit la. I know that's not her intention and she merely liked to talk but seriously wtf.
I'm fairly lax and I try to be as understanding as possible. It's not easy to be away from family and live in a strangers home. I believe I allow her a lot of liberty. I don't nag about chores as long as the house is fairly neat. Sometimes the Husband would complain but I close one eye. If I need to leave N at home for lunch, I will leave money for her to order delivery because I'm afraid she has no time to cook. If we eat out, she gets to pick whatever she likes.
Sometimes N would fuss just as we are about to have dinner because she's tired. We would then have to take turns to eat. I usually offer to let her eat first while I deal with the screaming diva. There she would be eating so slowly and chewing so deliberately my almost 80 yr old mah mah eats faster than her.
Happened again tonight, N was mega grouchy and was screaming in her playpen. She kept saying "Aunty quickly eat then come jaga you ok".
The Husband is rarely home for dinner and when he's home we would eat together so obviously she should watch N first. It's not as if I take very long to eat and we were having early dinner, but nope she sat down at the table to eat with us leaving N screaming. She kept cooing "Aunty eat fast fast and come play with you ok" but there she was eating like a princess while I was scruffing down food like mad cos N was losing it. Even the Husband finished dinner before her. Vomit blood.
While she drives me mad, she genuinely loves N. She dotes on N a lot and wants to be with her constantly. Not in the psycho territorial way but in a nice warm fuzzy way.
I trust her, and it's hard to find trusthworthy help. Her sister was my family's helper and cared for me from I was 2/3.
She is careful with food preparation and hygiene. Very important with baby.
She speaks English
In my opinion the pros far outweigh the cons so just close one eye, rant and tahan la.
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