Tuesday, August 25, 2015

Being a 'Stay at Home Wife'.

I have been pondering a fair bit about my current life
wondering what exactly would I be doing now
if I weren't pregnant.

I asked Mike and he said,
"I'm sure you'd be doing the same thing that you're doing now."

NO faith in me. Tsk tsk.

Given that I am now a 'Stay At Home Wife' ("SAHW"),
I have a new perspective on what it really means to be a SAHW.
 
Contrary to popular belief of associating the role of a SAHW as a "tai tai",
I personally feel that there has been a lot of misconceptions
of my newfound "role".

First things first, I am not living a "tai tai" life of endless luxury.
My life is comfortable without a doubt
but it is not to the extent that I do not have to work for life
or that I have unlimited funds to last me a lifetime.

SAHW = Major lifestyle change.

When the baby comes,
naturally, household expenses will increase
and depending on what life I choose to have and choose to give my child,
that will probably be the main catalyst for me
to go back into the workforce in future.

But for now, I am just taking things easy
only because I still have not fully thought about
what I plan to do with my life.
Also, at this stage, I foresee that it will be challenging
to secure a full time job once employers know that I am expecting.

So that explains my current unemployed status.
I do admit that I have not been actively searching for jobs either.

I did have some teaching jobs in mind initially
but most of them require my precious weekends
and weekends = family time
so it's a no go for me.

Being a SAHW can be very mundane at times
but usually that is if you do not have the ability to self motivate yourself
or have hobbies of your own.

SAHW = Is mentally challenging.

I have been filling up my time with grocery shopping and cooking.
Watching cooking videos.
Reading recipes.

Occasionally, I am also the husband's liaison/runner to sort out his errands/personal matters
and also, I have a long list of 'house to-dos' to prep for the arrival of the baby.

I also now have an inkling of how it feels like to be retired
and the importance of having personal hobbies and interests
and also…. MONEY (once you retire). LOL.

I can see my savings account dwindling every month.
Yeap, this is the reality of a 'middle class' SAHW.
From a double income household,
now we are a single income household
and I can definitely feel the pinch.

Shopping ain't the same as it used to be.
In August, I spent about 800 bucks on clothes.
It didn't hit me then when I swiped the card
but when I saw the bill, I felt IT!!!

I told myself that I shouldn't be spending unnecessarily
and I need to constantly remind myself
that my savings account will be stagnant in a long, long time.

Goodbye Santos 100. Goodbye Just un Clou.
Sayonara classic caviar flap bag in cream.

This is the painful reality.
I have no money to save
to buy the things that I want either.

Suddenly, I just realised how expensive most things are.

My Patchi supply was running low
and when I was in BSC, I went to "stock up"
some of my tea time treats.

RM60+ for 200 grams of chocolate?!
It's not like I didn't know that it was expensive then
but I didn't feel it as much then.

SAHW = Austerity drive test.

AND yes, I have always wanted to write about this -
on how many people have this misconception
that ze husband is earning ALOT
because I have the ability to quit my job without a job.

BIG misconception my friends.

My lifestyle has clearly changed. Ahem.

In order to maintain financial harmony in the household,
I have to personally sacrifice my wants
for world peace.

If not, out into the workforce I'll have to go again
and I'm not mentally ready just yet.

Another misconception is that I am "high maintenance"
when the reality is that
I am NOT given the current circumstances
that does not enable me to be who I'd like to be. HOHOHO.

So guys, please stop pitying Mike!

SAHW = Being able to be contented with the simple life.

Friday, August 14, 2015

Ribs at the Burgeon

If it weren't for my sister, I'd be a 'katak di bawah temperung'.
I wouldn't know what the world has to offer. LOL.

I'd be eating siew yuk kai fan everyday.

She brought us to try out Ribs at the Burgeon for dinner one fine day.

It was already pretty late when we arrived - at 8 p.m.
and the place was packed. 
It was also a weekday.

Waited for about 20 minutes for a table.


We were told that there was no mashed potatoes that night
because the kitchen had burnt it!
WHAT? HOW?

It was A SAD DAY.
Was looking forward to the mash.

I loveeee mash.

The black pepper ribs were also sold out so we ordered, the sweet & spicy ribs. Only 2 options available.

The meat was falling off the bone.
Texture and taste wise - it was good.

BUT there was just too much meat - even though there were 4 of us sharing this.
Felt abit jelak.

HAIH. First world problems they say - Too little meat - complain. Too much - complain.
But better more than less though :)

Salad - which I barely touched.

During the first trimester, I developed a disdain for salads.
It was hard enough to motivate myself to eat
and salads - was an immediate 'appetite' killer.

Any salad suggestions for meals would immediately be dismissed by me.

Sausages and chips. Didn't fancy the sausages - it had this really herby and "innardy"taste.

Loved the fries though.

Potatoes are my best friends - through thick and thin and through morning sickness and in health.

Wednesday, August 12, 2015

Bakar

Noticed that my blog is just way TOO wordy with the past few posts
so here are some pics to 'spruce up' this dull blog.

A couple of months back, my sis the foodie
suggested to try out this place called Bakar.

I remember that I was actually feeling sick during dinner.

I felt extremely bloated and nauseous
but I tried to put on an OK front
because at that point in time,
I tried to tell myself it was a 'mind over matter' issue -
when that isn't the case at all.


We were seated at the counter because the place was fully booked out.




Grilled watermelon - was pretty refreshing just that I was busy removing the black grilled burnt bits on the watermelon - it was a little bitter.


Grilled oyster - I remember being told that I couldn't eat raw food but since the oysters were grilled, I went ahead.


Parcel clam bake - clams were TINY.


Spring chicken. Not bad but Nandos provides more value for money (although I know that they both cannot be compared). The chicken was pretty small and there wasn't much meat.


Rib eye steak - this was really juicy and tender

Charcoal Pavlova

Baked cookie in a pan - I loved this!
Somehow, sweet stuff was the easiest for me to stomach whenever I was sick.

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I remember going home after this dinner
feeling sick . . . .
(not because of the food)
but because of my pregnancy sickness.

I couldn't look at pics of the food back then 
because it reminded me of my sickness.

Going through pics in my phone,
I have actually been eating alotta 'good food'
in my first trimester
but no matter what I ate -
the outcome/feeling was the same -
I just felt sick. 

I am just so glad that it's over (not completely but 95% gone).

Friday, August 7, 2015

August is here!

Now that I am in my second trimester, there are certain things that I've stopped doing and started doing once again.

I have stopped being obsessed over the baby's week by week development. Like, oh this week, the baby can start hearing and it's the size of an avocado. I used to read fetal development articles over and over again.

However, when I look at my tummy, it looks as though there are 5 whole avocados inside (when there's only supposed to be one)….   -_-"

I used to be obsessed about the baby's development since it was the size of a sesame seed. That's because when it is small, you just don't know what's happening inside of you so you get so amazed to read and know that it's growing….but now, that my stomach is expanding…. I don't need my imagination anymore.

My focus has now changed to just living life as it is (while of course, taking care of my health) and let nature run its course.

I realised that there are so many things beyond my control. The more articles I read online, the more my heart feels burdened, unfortunately. While it is good for knowledge purposes, at the end of the day, one can only pray for a healthy and happy baby and a smooth pregnancy because really, there's just a million and one things out there harmful to you and your baby and some things are really beyond you sometimes.

I have stopped being overly conscious over the food that I eat as well.

My gynae told me to not eat pineapples. I remember getting pretty worried because I was drinking a juice mixture that contained pineapple juice (that I didn't know until later). Thereafter, I could not stop reading about the risks of pineapples during pregnancy. LOL.

But now, if there's a Hawaiian pizza in front of me, I'll eat everything - including the pineapple toppings.

I also remember how there was one point in time when I felt guilty eating Bah Kut Teh because some say that there are herbs used that should be avoided. But, for every food that is consumed there are many, many different opinions on whether it is okay to consume it while pregnant - my friend told me she ate BKT almost every week when she was pregnant and everything was fine.

The same goes for sashimi. Wine chicken (alcohol, yes ? no? evaporated after cooking?), etc.

At the end of the day, moderation is my answer to everything.

What have I started doing this trimester? Well, I have started cooking again as well.

Prior to this, I cleared out almost my entire fridge and kitchen by 'donating' all my food stuff to my mother. I remember feeling like  -" This is it. I don't think I'll ever cook again. Sorry Mike. I'll only be cooking twice a year from now on - on your birthday and anniversary."

When I said that, I was pretty sure that I wouldn't cook again. Ever. It was that moment in time when I felt horribly sick and felt that the sickness was there to stay. Oh WHAT a pessimist I am.

Looks like I spoke too soon. Recently, I have started cooking again because I'm going through a "sick of outside food" phase. During this 'phase', whenever I think of 'what to eat', I'll feel like, urgHhhhhH. Sorry, I just don't know how to describe it.

Another motivation for me to cook is that it's my form of exercise. The only time I get my joints working. I've been wanting to exercise (for real) but I realised that it takes too much motivation for me to even put on my socks and sports shoes on.

Anyway, this post is getting way too wordy - so here are some pictures of some food cooked that are mostly shared on my Instagram :-


Our anniversary dinner - carbonara, grilled prawns and pumpkin soup with scallops. 

Mike requested for pasta and prawns but unfortunately, it was hard to get BIG prawns during the Raya week as the fishermen were busy celebrating (according to the worker at Cold Storage).

Fish porridge and fried egg with salted radish

Fish porridge isn't my favourite - can't stand fish bones !!! No matter how hard I tried to remove them, there were still fragments in the porridge and that annoys me.

Cauliflower and potato soup with smoked ham and garlic bread.

Made a carrot soup with dried tomatoes (that Alicia got for me from Rome). The soup tasted like pasta sauce. Never knew that the few pieces of dried tomatoes would totally overpower the carrots.

I was contemplating between cooking oven baked breast meat OR chicken strips for a good half an hour. Figured that the breast meat would be too dry in the oven, I decided to go with frying 'em.

Buttermilk really makes a huge difference in the texture btw. Was my first time soaking it in a 'homemade buttermilk' substitute. The chicken strips were so tender!

Tuna sandwich. I loved the bread the most though. Reminds me of the bread I used to eat in Melbourne. Bought it at Cold Storage.

Ingredients for experimenting.

Beef stew with carrots, potatoes and celery.

Next time, I will need to use my slow cooker to cook this - to break down the meat. Mike said that it was "not bad" but it definitely wasn't good - tough meat and my sauce/broth dried up in the pot *sobs*

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Anyway, if there's one thing that I have learned during this trimester is that, it hurts to be optimistic sometimes.

I had such high hopes of feeling normal this trimester but I still do have my bad days - feeling gassy and nauseous and tired, but it's not as bad as the first trimester. I was expecting to say Sayonara and good riddance to it but unfortunately, everybody's pregnancy is different.

Counting down ze months- 5 months + to go :)