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Remember we were renewing our kitchen because the cabinets were falling out of the wall? While we were shopping for kitchen I told Mojujuju that I’d like a dishwasher (Thanks Jess for recommending it to me, after I recommend robot vacuum to her (☛´∀｀*)☛). He was really skeptical about it and told me he would wash all the dishes instead of getting me a dishwasher (I really wouldn’t hold my breath over it. Oh he’ll do the dishes, after 3 working days….). I somehow insisted and he gave in.

AND NOW MY LIFE IS COMPLETE. (´ε｀ )♡

Continue reading “The dishwasher is my new bestfriend!” →

Sorry for the late update; I did not forget about this blog!!! I’ve basically have been extremely ill with a common cold. ╥﹏╥

Mr. Monday likely passed it to all of us from nursery. Everyone had a little bit of a cold while I had a full blown fever of 40C, chills and shiver, which then complicate into bacterial sinusitis, and then lost my hearing few days after as the bacteria infected my middle ear and created a pool of pus behind my eardrum.

Wow yes, my immune system is basically as dramatic as me. ┐(´∀｀)┌

Continue reading “My Mr. Monday” →

Ah, Chester zoo. The best zoo in the UK and 3rd in the world (apparently on Wikipedia). I’ve been there only once when we were still dating and decided to treat Mr. Monday for a day out!

We lately have been attending parenting classes and one thing we’ve learnt was that we keep Mr. Monday indoors too much. Back in my days (lol I sound like an old man), there were no such thing as too much indoor time. My parents rarely bring me out, and I wasn’t allowed to go to the playground alone. Thinking about it, maybe that’s why I’m not the sporty kind of person.

The animals really looked like they were well cared for and I believe that is the most important thing about zoos. The duck however, was following everybody at the cafe for some treats! I’m so glad to have managed to get a headshot of this cheeky drake. It was then I realised that it is the best time for me to practice my horrendous photography skills!!!

p/s: all the pictures in this post has not been edited and is taken by my Samsung note 10+). I think I did a pretty good job with the photos ⸂⸂⸜(രᴗര๑)⸝⸃⸃.

Continue reading “Trip to Chester Zoo” →

We started renovating our kitchen in mid september and our kitchen is yet to complete!!! With a newborn and a 3 year old, I cannot stress how important a kitchen is to us. We chose Wren Kitchens because it was rated one of the top 10 kitchen in the UK, but needless to say I will not be recommending them to anyone else.

The kitchens were fabulous! And to be honest the built and stability of it seems pretty worth it. But what isn’t worth it is the amount of mental stress we had to go through for the past 2 months! I would honestly put the blame on the kitchen fitter alone… but I’ll let you be the judge.

So in summary this is what happened (TLDR, scroll until the end of timeline):

Continue reading “Kitchen from hell.” →

Before I start, I want to let you know that I do acknowledge that not every  mother manage to breastfeed and I am not here to let anyone feel shitty about themselves, especially just being a mother is already hard enough.

But if you were to come up to me and say ‘no, [breast is not best], well-fed babies are’, then I’m gonna have to disagree with you, whole-heartedly. Super-duper disagree. Big fat nope.

A well-fed baby should be the MINIMUM requirement— else you might as well starve the baby to death.

I can give you McDonald’s or a slice of premium steak — You cannot possibly think that ‘as long as I am fed, that’s the best’. There’s a whole galaxy difference in both of them!!! Like heaven and earth?!?! Unless the other option is to starve to death, then okay, I guess McDonald’s isn’t that bad.

Continue reading “Breast is best and you can’t change my mind.” →

I was ashamed when I was first diagnosed 4 years ago. Despite mental health issues prevalence of 1 in every 4 people, it wasn’t a norm, it wasn’t publicly accepted. Now I no longer hide. I openly disclose my depression in hopes to build awareness in others. I wont lie that deciding to write this post took a lot of courage. But if I could stop 1 single person from getting to where I was, it would be worth being judged by everyone. I really do not want anyone to go through the same, and I hope people would seek help instead of hiding behind a mask.

That wasn’t how I started however. I didn’t felt ‘unhappy’. I didn’t avoid seeing my GP or refused to seek help for my mental health. I didn’t know I was depressed. I was a relatively happy-go-lucky A&E doctor. I loved my job, I love my patients and most importantly I love my colleagues. I laughed at work with my colleagues, made jokes to cheer up my unfortunate patients. Did I notice something was amiss? No.

Continue reading “I have depression and please stop telling me to cheer up.” →

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