Mummy’s time of the month meant that I wasn’t able to join her as she enjoyed the water at Wild Wild Wet(sorry people who messaged me to meet, was busy on Saturday and Sunday with the little one).

But it was a sweet weekend, when she ventured to the East on both days.

Terminal 3 on Saturday night after dinner, where she terrorised little kids at T3 with her hugs. She ran after a boy who just turned two, and then she hugged him! The boy was taken aback initially but he later took on the flirting game intrepidly. That’s my girl!

The little boy then waved bye to her, and then gestured her to sleep well, before they parted with flying kisses.

They just melt our hearts lah!

She couldn’t keep still at T3, and she attempted to climb onto the luggage belt at the check in counter, before I reminded her that she is still under 2 and can travel for free, and there isn’t any reason for her to travel illegally by cargo.

Bought toys for her at T3, before she fell asleep on the journey back west.

The next day, brought her to Wild Wild Wet for a baby birthday party!

This time she was so shy when a younger boy came over to hug her that she kept hiding behind my legs and pulling my jeans. Do children have this in them? The pull-mummy’s-pants-and-hide-behind-her-cos-I-shy routine?

She was incredibly manja that it was so funny to watch.

And when she went to Wild Wild wet, she resented wearing the little lifevest, but after a while, she was strutting it around like a little penguin.

My little penguin ran and ran in the water and couldn’t stop laughing. Eventually when we unbuckled the first buckle to her life vest, she broke into an immediate loud sob!

It was so nice seeing her enjoying her afternoon, before she got so bushed that she just had a long nap while we had dinner and watched the first sets of the Women’s Team match.

Then ah, she woke up and just had to tell me she needed to do her big business, and I had to egg her on as she pushed on her potty. A nice shower in the evening later, she was smelling all fresh and nice.

It was a nice weekend. So sweet.

And she’s a lady now, isn’t she?

I know very late, but still, I think the girls put up a great fight. Of course, Phelps was amazing as well on Sunday.

And besides Olympic, and having my days filled with the little one, my life is pretty much filled with nothing.

Of course, there were the brilliant mahjong sessions over last Thursday and Friday, which saw my mum happily taking over my seat, and annoyed the hell out of other players.

And how she would be telling others I am a liar, when I answered her honestly when she asked some irrelevant questions about baby. Which is strange, cos for the questions she asked, there were no reasons why I should lie. My baby leh, lie for what?! Then, it was evident why I don’t ever bother talking to her, nor answer her questions. Cos there simply is no point.

Tell truth you say this, tell you something, you assume the worst of things, talk so much to you whatever fuck for?

But it kept her happy whilst she nagged and said stupid things due to her own pettiness, and it is good to keep her happy. I think when she puts away her ignorance, she could be lovely.

It is simply sad today when Dad drove me to work, and he sighed as he said, “It is very sad for her one you know, next time, she will be such a lonely person cos she is so hard to get along.”

I know exactly what he is talking about. She is often so negative about things that when I try to break the ice and share things with her, she puts me down and slams me immediately. There is a point that it could get tiring to try.

Last Thursday we had 2 mahjong tables, and it was buzzing at home. It felt good. At least there was some company for her as well.

Anyway.

It hasn’t been easy days for me these days. My heart feels unusually heavy with the departure of one colleague. Not someone extremely close to me, but somehow, the usual emotional me can’t help but feel a stir.

When I set out to join my present company, I have a plan to stay here and outlast longer than many thought I would. And thereafter, the wonderful gang here made me feel comfortable enough to slip into the comfort zone I so sought after.

And when the balance is disrupted, it just gets morale low.

Maybe that’s why, the posts here are getting few.