Moved

It has been quite the journey these past few months. 20170605_143646417_iOS.jpg

From the excitement of collecting our keys, to managing the renovation, and finally moving in to our new place! This probably took a whole lot more out of us than we imagined.

We’ve moved and things have finally started to settle down. We’ve familiarised ourselves with the new surroundings, gotten used to the new routines (yes, this blog is back and running!), and re-started some things we couldn’t do back at the previous place: like having a quiet night’s rest, and the usual baking, cooking with proper facilities.

Sam finally has a room to himself. But actually we’re secretly happy that we have our room to ourselves now… hehe.

Enough with the house stuff, ‘what about Sam!?‘ you may ask.

He’s now 7 months old, and he’s changed a whole lot since 7 weeks old (refer to photo below). Like… who’s that baby?

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Sam’s gone through a few milestones these few months.

1.His poop smells like ours. He has started eating big boy food (pumpkin and cereal in the picture). No teeth as yet though.

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2. He sits. Which makes eating, bathing, feeding, cleaning, so much more convenient!

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3. He’s had his first overseas trips!

4. He’s had his first swim, but wasn’t too pleased about it.

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May this new home be filled with love and precious memories in the years to come!

 

 

 

Adulting

Three months of adulting has really changed our lives. we are now, officially, boring adults with a rigid routine. We do the same things at the same time every. single. day. We are no fun at all, we reject invitations for meet ups on purpose, have no sense of spontaneity, and spoil the party by leaving early.

Speaking about early, adulting has made us sleep and wake early. 545am (5am for Vanessa) early actually. to send Sam to grandma’s for the day. while we both head back to work. We also end work earlier to pick him up from grandma’s, then it’s time to head home to settle in for the night. bedtime? 1045pm. wow. so adult.

even during lunch time, adulting behaviour is observed. after buying some stuff during lunch time.

colleague enjoying bubble tea: “hey what did you buy?”

me: “oh no nothing really, just adult things…milk and bread”

colleague: haha! -_-“

Sometimes even a grocery run has to be done during lunchtime.

Adulting also means transiting back to work after maternity leave. It means you miss family a (WHOLE) lot more during the day, and go to great lengths to discreetly extract baby food at the office. And going overseas for a 5 day work trip is a whole lot more than just being away from home. It means missing out on 5 days of watching Sam grow up.

Adulting interrupts this blog post to run a load of laundry… and i’m back…

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Our adulting has meant that Sam is allowed to grow up in the best environment as we can provide. He has started sleeping for 6h stretches at night (YAY!), is suddenly much more curious about his surroundings, and acknowledges familiar faces with varied coos.

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We are thankful to be able to adult, to adjust to adulting, because the real adults in our lives (our parents) have provided us with a great model to build on, and have offered fantastic support in this phase of our lives.

a big THANK YOU to the REAL adults in our lives.