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Dyshidrotic Eczema

Dyshidrotic Eczema

It all started with a few tiny blisters on my palms and my soles. Just mildly irritating but nothing more than that. I started getting worried when more appeared.

The last time I had this, it was HFMD (hand foot mouth disease). But… none of my children was down with it this time. And I had neither fever nor sore throat (well, I did lose my voice and it’s still hoarse because I overused my voice box. Over 10 hours of continuous usage with little chances of water drinking. I need to give myself a gag order!! ?) This time I couldn’t have been so suay or “cannot make it” to get it when no child in the household had it, right?! *rolls eyes*

I googled (no one uses the word “search” anymore. Google has pulverized the usage of search. Even 宝贝 says,”Mama if you don’t know anything, just google loh!!” ?) on the symptoms – red rash, impossibly itchy, blisters on palms and feet soles. The search results turned up with hfmd but only if it’s accompanied with fever and sore throat. Or else it’s dyshidrotic eczema.

Gosh! How I hate this word eczema. It’s been plaguing me (because 宝贝 has it) for years and years. It’s probably due to something I ate. But I’ve been eating all kinds of food everyday so it’s kind of hard to pinpoint it.

I have this once every few years. The last time I had it was probably 5-6 years ago. So rightly, I should be very thankful that it’s so occasional.

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I just have to endure the itch and pinprick pains when the little blisters combine. The dastardly things don’t itch in the day, but torment me at night!!! I can now totally empathize with 宝贝 now when she scratches her arms. It’s unbearable for me, as an adult and I’ve pretty high tolerance for pain and itch.

It’s been more than a week. Some of the early blisters have dried up yet new ones have been appearing. They have started to spread to the back of my hand.

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It appears to be healing though. I pop the occasional antihistamine when it gets unbearable and I’ve hijacked 宝贝’s supply of anti itch sprays and creams.

Once all the blisters have dried up, the skin will flake and peel off.

So looking forward to that day.

I promise I’ll henceforth, stop giving 宝贝 the frown and impatient look, tsk at her, “ooi! Stop scratching leh!!” On the bright side, maybe I got it so that I can live through for a few weeks of what she’s gone through for years.

She gently takes my hand and strokes it. “Mama if it’s itchy, tell me ok?” Then smiles empathetically with her Bambi eyes. In that very moment, I’m the most fortunate mother on earth and yet I’m so humbled. She will make a better Mom than I am in future. That’s my darling girl…

Sunday Morning Snapshot – Sexy Swimsuit Babe

Sunday Morning Snapshot – Sexy Swimsuit Babe

It’s been a looong while since I’ve updated my Sunday Morning Snapshots. Ever since I shifted 宝贝’s swimming lessons to another day, I hardly have time to take the idyllic Sunday Morning photos because it’s always been a mad rush. Or maybe it’s because the routine has been broken.

Anyway… Here goes… The sexy babe!

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Hehe… Not sexy enough? Ok, get ready for the real sizzling hot ?stuff!

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Ah! If anyone needs a hot swimwear model, come speak to her talent manager. Ya. That’s moi! ?

Some More Joy is…

Some More Joy is…

I kind of like my “joy is…” post, so here’s more of it… I’m writing this as I’m watching him turn into a cute new sleeping position in the dark. It’s these little things that make my day.

Joy is watching him sleep with his mouth open like a goldfish. Utterly adorable.

Joy is coming home to find one of them still awake (usually it’s 宝贝 because of her later bedtime), her eyes lighted up in delight and screaming, “Mama!!!!” as I plod up the stairs.

Joy is reading a bedtime story with her and having both of us role play the characters (usually animals… Get the drift??) in the silliest fashion.

Joy is watching him wake himself up from the sound of his own fart. *guffaws*

Joy is listening to my Mom narrating how he pranced around the house in his new hat (I brought it back from Florida for him), then instructing her to carry him to the mirror so that he could preen before it and smile at his own reflection. My vain boy!

There! Enough joy to keep me smiling in my sleep til tomorrow! ???

Joy is…

Joy is…

Joy is him clutching my fingers in his little toddler hands while he sleeps. Because I know that one day his hands will outgrow mine and he won’t need me anymore.

Joy is him wanting me to cuddle him while he sleeps. Because I know that he will soon outgrow my cuddles and cease being a mommy’s boy.

Joy is having his sweet sleeping face just a breath away from mine. Because I know that he will soon want to have his own bed and room and a life of his own.

Joy is to savour the present moment and appreciate how lucky I am.

SQ Business Class!

SQ Business Class!

This is the 2nd time in my life that I’m taking business class and my first time on sq biz. So this merits a post!

My virgin business class experience on Air France was more than a decade ago. Well, the seat was wider (slightly) than the economy’s and my meal was served in order (not the everything at one time tray) and I had my first taste of foie gras!

But, the SQ business class is WOW! 3 of me can sit on the one seat. There’s a legrest.

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Legs too short… Have legrest also no use. ? the seat can recline totally when the plane is in the air. My short legs can then rest fully on the legrest.

Welcome drink!

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Champagne! Cheers! Actually mine is a prop. I’m nursing a cold so I’m just posing with my colleague’s drink. ?

This is what the seat looks like when it’s fully transformed into a flat bed.

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The head area.

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The feet area, where my short legs hardly reach. Compared to the squashed up seat in the economy class, this is heaven. Even for a petite person like me, I find the economy seat really cramped. And believe me, I’ve tried 101 sleeping positions and none works. I pity the passengers who are much bigger sized than I am.

The generous number of USB ports and socket for the charging of all my gadgets and pump. These are the little things that don’t look important but I totally appreciate their presence.

The next perk – service. The sq crew has impeccable service. They remember each and every one of our names and respond immediately to the call button.

And of course, sq is famous for the food.

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The first booklet I pick up once I strap myself in. I’m such a glutton.

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Now for the real thing…. Ta da!

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Part of my breakfast.

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I don’t understand why anyone would order cup noodles on sq flights when they have yummy beef noodles. But ya, I’ve been eating non stop since I stepped into the plane, despite my flu and blocked nose. I’m probably going to put on 5kg by the time I step off the plane. ?

The seat offers so much privacy that I could do my milk pumping in peace. I can’t imagine doing it in economy class, seating beside a stranger. Eeewww! And that’s while I was feasting my eyes on yummy Leonardo Di Caprio on the huge led, totally clear screen.

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Time to catch up on my sleep so that I can kill the flu bug! Night night!

Patience, My Dear, Patience!

Patience, My Dear, Patience!

Me : Hurry up! Why are you taking so long to buckle your seat belt?!

宝贝 : (fumbling with her seat belt) Mama! Can you be more patient?? (In her most adult tone) (gives a loud sigh and shook her head reproachfully at me).

Huh?! Me?! Macham like I’m the impatient kid. Pfft!

My Last Big 3 Birthday!

My Last Big 3 Birthday!

This marks the last big 3 I’d ever be. Moving into a new decade next year. When I was young, year 2000 was a huge thing! And now it’s already 2014!

And anyone aged >30 years old = old. Darn! That makes me older than old! Anyway 40 is the new (Erm…) 30?? I was going by 40 is the new 20, but everyone thinks that I’m pushing it, so I’m settling for 30.

I’ve had quite a few birthday celebrations. Thanks buddies!!! Yesterday’s was probably the finale (already week long celebration).

I was moping around because he didn’t mention anything about it. So sian. I told him I’m going to Mia on HIS birthday! Hmpf! *fold arms*

So he said,”ok lah! Pick you up at 630! Secret place!” Right… I was contemplating wearing tshirt and shorts….

So 630 came. I sulkily went up the car and then… Ta da!

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Surprise!! Must give it some airtime for I’ve not received a bouquet for the looooongest time ever!!!

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Another shot! Must milk it for its worth!

“So where are we going?”
“Hilton lar”
“Hilton?? Iggy’s?!?!”

Wow! Iggy’s is a place that I’ve always heard of but have never been there. The last time we went to a posh place was to au Jardin!!! And that was dunno how long ago!!!

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Iggy’s!!! ???

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Must give the person who’s footing the bill some “FaceTime” too.

The ambience was fabulous! Service of course “one level sart! 一级棒!” (That means very good! Not the kind that you wave like crazy but people look through you like you are Ms Invisible).

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The menus we took.

And next… Yes next… Don’t blink!! It’s food art!!

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Oyster pudding!! It’s super fresh oysters in chawanmushi kind of pudding. He’s not an oyster person so I gobbled it up!

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Sea urchin on angel hair pasta with green peas. This is the 3rd time in my life that I’m eating sea urchin. Yums!

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Scallop that’s just nicely cooked! So tender and it melts in your mouth. The bubbly white stuff is onion sauce. Then there’s caviar on cream cheese (I think…).

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Tuna belly on a bed of veggies, drizzled with Yuzu sauce. It’s melt-in-your-mouth tuna! *drool*

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Sea bream on spinach sauce. We missed out the crabmeat appetizer photo because my phone was out of storage and I forgot to take the photo again. ?

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Truffle covered pork belly on white asparagus. My dieting starts next month!!

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Seafood risotto. Risotto infused with seafood taste and shellfishes!

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Seafood pasta. It’s yummy but I can’t identify it on the menu though… If they give extra food, then just eat lar… Right??

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Wagyu beef!! The most highly marbled beef in the world!! It’s soft and tender!! He agreed that it’s delicious but argued that he preferred the “dua gong gong” (big piece) kind at Morton’s. Sigh…

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Hungarian pork! Nice! But of course, my Japanese beef beats it hooves down!!!

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Dessert!!! Some sorbet with earl grey jelly. The combination rocks!!!

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His dessert… Some passion fruit thingy in brands essence lookalike jar. Can’t find it on the menu. Substandard he declared!

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With a cheapo substandard straw. Lol. I think it’s a filler dish because we can’t find it on the menu. My menu has 3 more dishes than his. So I suspect, they whipped up filler dishes because it won’t look too nice when I get served and he gets nothing. So it’s a bonus dish = Mai Hiam lar! (Don’t complain about it!)

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One of the nicest desserts I’ve tried. Champagne sorbet! With crispy puff, berries, fruit jelly sheets. Visually appealing and palate pampering!!

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My birthday cake! I’m 1 year old!! Fat hope!! I made my (many) wish and he said,”why is your wish taking so long?! Must be making a lot of wishes!! Greedy leh you!” Shucks! I got caught!!

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The melting chocolate cake was yummy! But I was too stuffed to finish it!!

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My mysterious birthday egg…

Hmmm…I don’t make a very good food blogger. Not enough gastronomically appealing vocabulary…

But you get the idea! Iggy’s is AWESOME!!!

Miss Black Tongue

Miss Black Tongue

She’s been complaining about her tummy ache for the past 2 days. But she’s able to eat normally (she finished an adult’s portion of unagi don). ?

We took her seriously when she gave up half of her yummi yoghurt. That’s her favourite.

Fed her a charcoal pill. She chewed through it (ewwww!) because she hasn’t learnt how to swallow pills yet.

Super proud of her black tongue. Even stuck it out to admire it for a few minutes, in front of the bathroom mirror before brushing it all away.

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Boliao Things We Say

Boliao Things We Say

In the study room.

Me : ok! I’m done! (Switched off my Mac and leaving the room)

As I was closing the sliding door from outside the room…

Hub : waaa! I just saw a huge mosquito! It must be your pet mosquito that sits on your shoulder.

(He has this warped theory that a mosquito sits on my shoulder and feeds on me all the time. I’m usually the first one to get bitten by mos and hv the most bites. He’s convinced that it’s actually the same one and calls it my pet mosquito. Lame arh?! But that’s part of his charm wahahaha)

Hub : hey! What are you doing to the door??

Me : oh making sure that there’s no gap for it to escape.

Hub : you are locking me in the room with the monster mosquito?!?!?

Me : ya! Make sure you kill it before you leave the room!

Meanwhile, I go back to my room to see who emerges as the victor from the bloodbath.

Ok… End of bo Liao story….