Has It Really Been 10 Years Already?

MyEldest as a babyTo MyEldest,

It seemed just like yesterday when we welcomed you into this world — all 3.85 kg (8.47 lbs) of you. Your long, thick eyelashes were the first thing that everyone noticed as they peered into your scrunched up chubby little face.

You were the most adorable baby ever, often mistaken for a Eurasian. And, as most first-born babies go, you were one of the most photographed, as well. Even if it meant buying rolls and rolls of film every time. If only I had a DSLR camera already at that time!

Unfortunately, ‘adorable’ didn’t necessarily mean ‘easy to take care of’. Getting you to go to sleep was a major hurdle, especially for the first 8 weeks of your life. On those days (and nights) when I couldn’t get you to go to sleep, Uncle B would take you into his arms and sing to you Aerosmith’s “I Don’t Wanna Miss A Thing” until you’d fall sleep. It was either that or taking you for a drive, which always worked for as long the car kept on moving. But the difficulties never made me love you any less.

You started standing when you were just six months old. And walking at 11 months. Your first word was ‘babu’ (ball) and you loved to play with wheels. Not cars, but wheels! When your grandparents bought you a toy car that you could ride on, you rode it a lot but you played with its wheels a lot more by turning the car upside-down and spinning the wheels with your chubby little hands.

MyEldest

Fast forward to 2008. Suddenly, I see in front of me a boy who’s almost no longer a little boy, even though you’re still as cheeky as ever and you still make funny faces when in front of a camera. You’ve grown so big and tall. You now ask questions that I don’t always have the answers to. Very soon, you’ll be at the cusp of adolescence. Has it really been 10 years already?

I love you very much, MyEldest. I don’t care what people say or what you say, but you will always be my baby boy.

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On A Mission

weighing scaleToday is the first day of yet another diet.

I’d have to confess that I’ve let myself go lately. I’ve had far too many buffet dinners, high teas that involved lots of cakes and chocolate, midnight snacks, and lots of chocolate in between. The treadmill at home is now covered with a fine layer of dust — a testimony to the (in)frequency of my usage of the ginormous object.

My wake-up call? A 3-day special sale for members at Isetan Department Store in Suria KLCC. As I mentioned in a previous post, the whole of Malaysia is on sale right now until the 1st of September. But what the 3-day special does is give Isetan members an additional 10% discount to the existing discounts, plus a few other ‘best buy’ items that’s available for members only. So what did the sale have to do with my weight? The clothes, of course. Without going into too much detail, suffice to say that I got depressed after trying on an armload of clothes that were 50-70% off…and decided to take action.

I’ll keep my target realistic and achievable: 1 kg (2.2 lbs) per week. I’ve been through the whole regimen before so I know what to do: reduce calorie intake and increase calorie usage through exercise. I also know what to expect: a maximum of 2 kg a week so as not to lose muscle.

About a year or two before the twins were conceived, I have actually enrolled in one of those programmes in a nearby slimming centre that involved consultation with a dietician, keeping a food diary (which was meticulously checked by the dietician), doing regular weigh-ins, and being subjected to all sorts of contraptions in the slimming centre: a massage that’s supposed to break down the fat cells, an infra-red machine, mud wraps, saunas. That was also the time I coaxed DH into buying the treadmill, which I used on a regular basis.

In retrospect, I believe it was the food diary, consultations with the dietician and the exercise that did the trick. That’s why I’m confident that I can achieve similar results as last time without spending big bucks in a slimming programme. The food diary played a huge part, as it made me acutely aware of what I ate and how much I ate. In fact, Time Magazine recently published an article about it, quoting results from a study by Kaiser Permanente in the August issue of the American Journal of Preventive Medicine that, “among dieters who were trying to lose weight, those who wrote down everything they ate lost twice as much as those who did not”.

In my past weight loss mission, I lost about 8 kg (17.6 lbs) within 6 weeks before hitting a plateau. With a bit of walking and a lot of care when it comes to my food intake, I successfully managed to maintain that weight.

Then I got pregnant with the twins. But it wasn’t really an issue because most of the weight that I gained went into the twins. I only gained about 15 kg, out of which Twin1 took up 3.15 kg (6.93 lbs), Twin2 2.85 kg (6.27 lbs) and the placenta 1 kg (2.2 lbs). If you take into account the extra water, blood, and breast tissue that accumulates in any pregnant woman’s body, there was very little fat in the total weight gain. In fact, after I gave birth, I looked the same as I did before I got pregnant with the twins.

Then came breastfeeding. Yup, I breastfed the twins exclusively for close to a year. That meant a year off from work (and what a wonderful year that was!!!) and that also meant feeling endlessly ravenous! Perhaps I wasn’t really hungry but actually just needed more fluids, but I ate and ate and ate a lot and didn’t do any exercise. The result? Excess weight that only got worse over time with poor food choices (cream sauces, cakes, sweets, fried foods, oily foods) and little or no exercise.

So here I am again, embarking on another weight loss regimen. And I’m announcing this latest endeavour to the world to put pressure on myself. Something like what the Fat Cyclist did. He used to be fat, then decided to take up cycling to lose some weight, posting his struggles in his blog in the process. He’s very fit now but continues his blog and is still known as ‘Fatty’ to his blog followers. If it worked for him, maybe it will work for me. Except that I won’t divulge my initial weight in this post :D

For starters, I was on the treadmill for 30 minutes today in the hotel gym (baby steps lah!) and limited my breakfast to a cup of coffee with artificial sweetener and some low-fat milk, a cup of muesli with fresh fruit, and mushroom-and-cheese omelette. For this morning’s snack, I nibbled on 1/4 cup toasted almond flakes with raisins. I also drink a lot of water in between, which I don’t bother writing down. Don’t worry — I won’t be boring you with the details of my daily food intake in the future. I only wanted to give you an idea of how I take note of my food intake.

Wish me luck!

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Holding Back The Tears

tearsI’m off to Jakarta again today. The bigger kids are used to the routine by now and don’t seem to mind one bit. In fact, they even look forward to having their Lola sleep over for two nights.

As for the twins, I also told them Mama will be in Jakarta and that Lola will be sleeping with them. Naturally, they said ‘okay’ like they always do when I tell them that Mama has to go to work. But what was I expecting? They’re just two-year olds who have no understanding of distance. Two-year olds who will still call for their mama for comfort when they wake up in the wee hours of the night…

So it came as no surprise when I found myself, once again, torn deep inside when I dropped off the twins at their playschool this morning. I had to restrain myself from running after Twin1 as he rushed to join his friends in the see-saw. I was smiling and waving as I watched Twin2 go up the stairs all by himself so confidently (holding on to the banister, as I’ve always taught him) but, deep down, I was crying.

How I wish I never have to leave my children while they’re still small and so dependent on me… How I wish I can just keep on holding them…

Why doesn’t parting ever get any easier?

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Underwater Pic

In a previous post, I wrote about how I wasn’t sure what camera to bring to a recent trip to Bintan Island. In the end, I decided to bring both. I used a borrowed D80 and 18-200mm VR lens for most of the pics, knowing how photos taken with the Pentax Optio WPi tend to be underexposed most of the time. (Not that I got that many pics, because I was running after the twins and RoundBoy most of the time!)

But when it came to by-the-pool, inside-the-pool and underwater action, the Pentax Optio WPi proved to be very handy indeed. We had a blast taking pics like this one:

RoundBoy underwater

I bet your camera can’t do that! ;)

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Wandering Minds, Wandering Hands

Why do people’s minds wander? During meetings, during prayers, when watching movies, in class…

Like this morning. One minute I’m listening intently to our MD. Then I hear a familiar grumble in my stomach as lunchtime approaches. I find myself thinking about where to go for lunch. It’s a Friday, after all, and Friday lunch breaks in Malaysia are from 12.30 to 2.30 pm. Hmm… what will it be today? Nasi ayam? Soto ayam? Or maybe some clay pot yee mee? Then I remembered how it’s been ages since I last exercised. And start wondering how much weight I’ve gained this week from all those high teas and dinners. Arggh! I need to lose weight! I wonder if Leptovox works? But what would my doctor say about it? Which reminds me, I need to see the dermatologist tomorrow. Uh-oh, I promised the kids to take them to the National Library Saturday morning..

And so on and so forth. In mere split seconds, one’s mind can flit from one topic to another, topics more diverse than those covered by Wikipedia.

And one more thing — why do people’s hands ‘wander’, as well? Especially during meetings? People like me, that is. I always have this tendency to doodle on the margins of meeting notes. And sometimes, I do drawings like this one.

ball

It made me realise how long it has been since I last drew anything.

And it also made me realise how bad my handwriting has become. Blame it on too much computer use!

Photo taken with the Nokia N82, no flash, fluorescent white balance, close up mode. Omni lighting effect added with Photoshop Elements 2.0.

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