A week back into work and I am freaking exhausted. I am lucky enough to get home before 630pm everyday. And yet by the time the kids are in bed, I am just flat out with only enough energy to grab the ice-cream from the freezer and stuff it into my mouth. And then I… Continue reading Sleep is underrated
The past few weeks have been really, really tough. Oddly enough, the little man refused to let daddy put him to bed. All he wanted was MAMA. Never mind that Mr Thick has been the one getting him to sleep all this while, he’d cry buckets until I step into the room and pull him… Continue reading While you were sleeping
Hah! Can you tell that I clearly haven’t had much of the precious commodity known as sleep? Little man is right smack in the middle of his Mental Leap 5 (WE ARE HALFWAY THERE!!) and it’s been sheer hell around here. Okay, okay, I exaggerate. But still. These days, nobody – and I mean NOBODY… Continue reading Sleep is for the weak
Just when I was congratulating myself for having a kid that sleeps mightily fine at night, His Royal Potatoness threw us all into a zombified loop by waking up in A Royal Fuss every two hours. That’s Every. Two. Freaking. Hours. I’ve just been smitten (no, not the coffee place, more of, like,being thumped heartily)… Continue reading Gah! No sleep!
Ah, sleep. The love of my life (sorry, husband) and the bane of my life (sorry, son). As you probably already know by now, from my uterus came forth a son who does not nap. Well, he used to, until he simply didn’t. Those days of him happily snoozing for an hour or more in… Continue reading The bugbear named Sleep
Haven’t been updating much because there’s been so much happening in my life over the past week! There’s the Big News – the Twitterverse will know what I mean – and then we had the workers come in on Friday to put together our new-ish kitchen and living room. Loads of scrubbing and cleaning ensued.… Continue reading Eric Whitacre’s “Sleep”
Hello, Hong Kong! I’m finally here and it’s amazing how at home I feel in the city. There’s so much life and activity in Central that I sometimes feel energized by the vibe. I still haven’t gone out of Central yet, work takes up all my strength. But the good thing is, chasing after stories… Continue reading The city that never sleeps
Given that my life is rather like a peaceful lake now, just bobbing around and flowing smoothly, I haven’t really got much to be angsty or emo about. Well, that also means that my writing level has gone under because my best writing comes when I have issues to grapple with. This contentment also means… Continue reading Two sleepy people
came upon me after a long day…
I sat in my usual spot, in the middle of the queen bed. This is where they want me to be at, every single night, as they fall asleep with some form of physical contact with my body. Sometimes it’s a leg strewn artfully over mine, sometimes it’s them tucking their heads under the curve… Continue reading His tiny hand in mine
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