Pregnancy Journal | Weeks 36-37

As my hubby would say, “You’re now in the window!”

Yup, I am! And I can’t be happier that I’m so close to being able to pop.

I’m very proud that I’ve been able to work up till 37 weeks; 1 more week than my previous pregnancy. I’ve only put on half the weight that I did last time. I’m keeping up with yoga flow. Finally, I’m still able to book in pamper treatments and drag myself to the appointments! With my last pregnancy, I was a full time couch potato by around 30 weeks and doing nothing but eating and sleeping (working only mornings from home).

Obviously, at 37 weeks pregnant, everything is a chore. Even turning up to the lash extension appointment is. But I can’t be more pleased with all these treatments and the feeling of them all when you walk out of the salon feeling, ‘Oh so good (or, pretty!)’.

In this post, I want to thank Mijung Cha at Navilash for giving me these wonderful eyelash extensions. Mijung is just amazing. Not just at what she does but being able to take into account the needs of a pregnant woman, who can’t lie on her back for 1 hour. I was able to lie on my side and turn every now and then during the hour-long treatment but Mijung still did a flawless job. So for those looking for a pregnancy pamper treatment, I highly recommend this. I mean, who has time to put on mascara when you’re breastfeeding in the first week after the baby is born? These lashes last for 4-6 weeks, dependent on how you look after them, of course. That’s pretty awesome!




Pregnancy Journal | Weeks 34-35

Not much has changed in the past two weeks other than the fact that my belly continues to grow while the hours seem to double in time every day. Soon, I will be in my final stretch of pregnancy yet these last few weeks seem to go by so long.

Work has been a bit more hectic in the past two weeks as well. You know what they say, “When it rains, it pours…”

To help me stay positive and healthy, I continue my (week-day) daily practise of yoga. I’m very proud that at 35 weeks, I can still flow in my vinyasa practises.

Ok, another 2 weeks of work and I’ll be done, done, done, done!!




Pregnancy Journal | Weeks 32-33

29 Things Only a Pregnant Woman Can Understand – I love this article that a friend of mine tagged me in on Facebook.  I can’t agree more with every single one of the 29 things.  However, pertaining to the past 2 weeks, point 15 rings particularly true.

I’ve since borrowed a carpet cleaner from my aunt and cleaned the carpet of my whole 3-storey townhouse.

I’ve done about 20 loads of washing in the past week, including pre-washing all of my newborn’s new clothes AND old clothes from Seth (mind you, they were already clean but you know, just in case they have been in the closet for too long).

Just in case I wasn’t busy enough with work and daily chores of my older son, Seth, I decided to do a complete Spring Clean of my walk-in.  That includes my hubby’s wardrobe as well.  I fished out 3 big garbage bags worth of clothing to donate to charity.

Still on the topic of my walk-in wardrobe, I decided that the hangers were looking a bit messy.  YES, the hangers, even though they already ALL face the same direction and are the same colour.  (I’ve always refused to have hangers of different colours or materials.  It drives me nuts.) Even then, I fell in love with those black velvet flocked hangers you can get from KMart $6 for 8.  So, over the course of a week, I went to KMart 3 times and got over 200 of those velvet hangers (so much so that the customer service lady remembers me.  I wonder what they think of this crazy pregnant lady with her hanger fetish…) and I’ve now changed all the white plastic hangers into the boutique-style black velvet ones.  YES – EVERY SINGLE HANGER IN MY WARDROBE.

Ahh….life feels good when things are organised.

Now what?  I’m exhausted.

Nesting during pregnancy

Nesting during pregnancy


If You Haven’t Worked a Day in Your Life, You Probably Don’t Love Anything

Jo Lau:

Totally agree. I love the realism and wit!

Originally posted on The Indisputable Dirt:

You’ve heard it before, the beloved aphorism from the ever-intriguing Confucius;

“Choose a job you love, and you will never have to work a day in your life.”


I’ve also heard it attributed to Albert Einstein, but the internet tells me that Confucius coined it, so we’ll go with that. Regardless, you’ve probably seen it in the form of a meme, pinned a thousand times on Pinterest, shared on Facebook, tweeted on twitter, etc…


 ^stuff like this^

I understand why the quote is so popular. There is something inspiring, something hopeful about it. It is just poetic enough to sound reasonable, just vague enough to withstand any serious scrutiny.

The only problem, of course, is that it is almost entirely false.

If the phrase was not so oft-quoted, if I did not think it influenced people’s decisions, I wouldn’t be writing this post. But from where I stand, this…

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Test Your Limits


I couldn’t have ever imagined being pregnant in my second trimester, having a kindergarten kid to look after and working; let alone having a taste of single motherhood. It really does give me insight into single mums’ life and how strong they are!

My folks were away for 7 weeks, my hubby for 3, leaving me with little to no help.

It’s true that you don’t know your limits until you put it to the test.

I have been truly proud of myself. I’ve managed everything on every front over those 3 weeks. I was strong both physically and emotionally.

Practised yoga every day, ate healthier than ever to ensure that I was a fit and healthy to look after, not just myself, but Seth and the little one growing inside me.

The household runnings were smooth. In fact, it might be cleaner than having my hubby around! (Sorry babe, but it does seem like you are the mess creator. Now I’m sure of it!)

I continued to teach at Seth’s school while battling through a very busy EOFY period for my role.

Last but not least, I still managed to find a social life balance, brunching with girlfriends and feeling good about myself!

The most important learning through this experience is knowing to ‘stay positive’ ALWAYS. And I can’t stress enough : ‘Stick with the routine’

“Run your own agenda. Don’t let the agenda run you over!”

My 32nd Birthday | Burnt Orange

I couldn’t have asked for more this birthday. I had my dearest friends join me for a relaxing, long lunch at Burnt Orange in Mosman. The weather was just perfect for it, as well.

Life’s journey is amazing. This year was the first time I had to book high chairs and pram spots for my birthday! In the past, I was practically the only one with a kid whom I would leave with my parents while I enjoyed my birthday celebrations with friends who had not started families. This year, almost everyone had a child (if not, two!).

When you take a moment to reflect, this is life and the amazing experiences it blesses you with. Thank you, Jesus, for blessing me with all that you have in the past 32 years and such a wonderful birthday!

Burnt Orange is the perfect spot for family-friendly long lunches. The food is absolutely amazing. There was a huge selection of salads and healthy lunch optionss. My BFF got me the Strawberry & Watermelon cake from Black Star Pastry, which I had been dying to try for a long time. Even after the cake, I still wanted to top up my sweet tooth with the Eaton Mess dessert on the menu. Sadly, we ran out of time for our lunch booking and didn’t have time to order dessert. Oh well! This poses the perfect excuse to go and have lunch again. The staff were very friendly as well. According to well known sources, the Watermelon cake is very challenging to cut. The restaurant staff did not seem to have any problems cutting it into the 12 pieces we had asked for. Well done!

I was showered with the perfect gifts. My friends just know me too well. They were all very practical things; I love practical gifts. They ranged from health products, yoga gear, soy candles, organic skincare etc.

The rest of the day was spent with the IBF, at the cinemas and a Korean dinner.

I ate twice the calorie allowance but I don’t feel guilty at all! It’s my birthday and I’m allowed to let myself go once in a while, right?