Yesterday was officially the first time I managed

Yesterday was officially the first time I managed to complete the chores of a sahm, by my standard of course :) Did a few loads of laundry, kept the clothes that were drying for way too long, did some grocery shopping where I had to lug 2 big bags of diapers on top of dinner groceries, swept the floors and finally cooked (and washed!) dinner. All while taking care of baby Luke! That to me is an accomplishment. What's best, I did all these without any complains this round. Simply, trying to check off my to-do list, and to maximize my effectiveness and efficiency as a sahm. Even the cashier at the supermarket was horrified at the load I was trying to carry with the baby. Which brings to mind that I have to get the stroller back home from the back of the car so both Luke and I can have more help.


I must say what was usually shared (laundry, dinner) was actually done by myself this time. I'm unabashedly going to take the credit because these chores took me the entire day. And I really mean the entire day. I did manage to catch a bit of rest to watch a horrible movie on HBO while clearing a whole stack of letters addressed to me whilst we were back in UK. So big stack!

So it was an accomplished and challenging day. But it wasn't too good a day. We had forgotten to bring back Eli's bubu (his term for bolster) from school and he was kicking a big fuss not having his favorite item at bedtime. Even when he was sleeping, he was having a night terror on not having his bubu. Luckily, I remembered we had a pack of kids bedding set leftover by the previous tenants. Tried to find a stand-in bubu and found it! It wasn't washed before but well, it did saved my hubby some rest for the night. Luke on the other hand, wasn't much of a consolation for the night. He's been whiny for the past few nights, and I thought he might want to feed but he's often refused the boob, and will suddenly stop his fussing after a while. A long while to be exact. This "while" totally wrecked my sleeping routine.

Anyways, much as I feel accomplished and challenged, I think the biggest challenge came in the morning after. Eli, amazingly, woke up without much hassle, despite a hectic night. Which was fine, until the hubby tried to make a bottle of milk for him. He came back and said I had forgotten to put hot water into the hot water flask and he has no time to boil new water to feed the boy, suggesting to let him have his milk in school instead.

Wow, I did so much and forgot the easiest chore of pouring hot water into the flask. Sadly it's the second time this week. Our kettle boils water in less than a minute, very efficient. But the water transferer is not so. Blame it on baby memory, or blame it on multi-tasking (I was cleaning and cooking while boiling water!), but if things doesn't work as perfectly, blame it on me.

I didn't want this blog to be a complainy one. As much as I understand how stressful it is going at work for the hubby, I'm really trying my best to complete as much housework as possible without getting any help. I can go without rest but I do hope the sacrifice will be worth a thank you or no comment instead of a blame game.

I even took a little effort to get some
Niceties for our special day the day before. And yes, I got a quick thank you and that's it. (They were chocolates, he will always say thanks because they are new around the house.)

I think I'm doing a good job as a mum but somehow don't feel so much when I always get the blame for things undone. There's a bit of self-beating at times to be honest.

I'm expecting this amount of stress with 2 kids. But what I'm not expecting, is that my hubby has turned into an impatient and complainy guy. I guess we switched roles in that one year. Time changes people and it's weird.

Some people say why not get a full time job and engage a helper. In my opinion, getting a helper might be worse. It will give parents the chance to shelve parenting responsibility in due time. Work will somehow take precedence because it's not easy to push away. It's human nature. We think it's ok to pass the responsibilities on for a bit to the helper, after a while it becomes a large chunk of transfer. My family was especially distanced when they got a helper in. The home-cooked meals didn't exactly made everyone come home on time. People take things for granted after a while.

Well, the everyday stresses of a household. More to come I suppose. I don't even want to talk to my husband about it. Lots of things' been going out from me and nothing's going in for him. Although he has been somehow replying me but he forgot he replied. When I reminded him, he said he didn't say what I thought he said. It's his words against mine and I get the blame anyways.

Well, I hate to say it but this sucks.


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