Our little Angel Baby Yeon

Everything feels like a dream. A short sweet and bitter dream that happen way too fast.

On 28^th July (Friday), I took Emergency leave because Sean wasn’t feeling well. As usual, being at home means doing lots of other works rather than resting. In the evening, I noticed that BB has not been moving as much as he used to. We decided to go to the hospital to check up.

During the assessment, BB started to move again which I felt relieved. Doctor checked on my opening and confirmed I am not dilated. She suggested to induce since I am 37 weeks pregnant but also mention that is entirely up to me. Why rush when he is not ready? I signed the letter to return home and continue monitoring at home.

On 29^th July (Saturday), everything seems fine but I realized that I have a little mucus discharge (probably the mucus plug) but not feeling any contraction though and brush it off.

On 30^th July (Sunway) at 12pm, I was awaken by Kent’s snoring and it is when I felt the consistent period pain every 10mins apart. I waited till it became more consistent before departing to the hospital.

There is no other mother except me at the assessment department. The nurse failed to get fetal reading saying that the baby is asleep. I think it took about an hour to finally get the reading out, and that is after doctor intervene. I am dilated 4cm at the time. In within an hour, I am dilated to 7cm and is ready for delivery.

Once I reach the delivery room, I am all ready to push. The whole process was like in war zone. Everyone acted very fast. When they burst my amniotic sac, that is when their faces changed. I gave all I have to deliver our baby. Once BB is delivered, unlike the usual process, I don’t even see my baby. He was sent right out from the room. I am still in the delivery room to deliver the placenta and to get my stiches done.

Yes, those faces and quick actions does indicate something. BB had pooped in the womb and he has to be monitored closely.

BB will be transferred to NICU for monitoring and I was transferred to ward later without a chance to look at my baby. Nothing is being communicated to us on the arrangement.

There is visiting hour in NICU, we took some time to rest and eat, not knowing anything about our baby. When we visited NICU, a doctor came to explain to us on BB condition (finally). She was very cautious and ensure that we talk in secluded area. This is where I started to feel uneasy. She explained to us BB condition and prep us for the worst. But she also did inform us that BB seems to be doing well now.

I was discharged the next day and still feeling very positive that BB will pull through. I mean, this is not something uncommon and with current medical knowledge, we trust that the doctors and nurses will know what to do to treat him. Is not like the first time we heard about BB poop in the womb. The fatal rate is about 5-7% so yes, we should hope for the best.

The next few days was in and out of hospital visiting BB. We could not take any photos or videos in the NICU. We have to take turns to visit BB and we truly understand this is for the safety of all babies there. We manage to sneak in some photos though. Basically, there is nothing we can do when we visited BB in NICU. He is on 7 days antibiotics and we can’t hold him when we are there. Just to be there to emotionally support him. The only chance when I get to hold him is on his 5^th day of antibiotic. He’s just so coincidentally off medication and I can even try to breastfeed him. He’s so tiny and fragile while I am like a new mother who do not know what to do or how to even swaddle him. I felt so helpless for moment. I tried to let him latch but we did not make it happen that day.

On 4^th August, we were told that BB can be discharged when we visited him at NICU. We were thrilled and also caught with this happy surprise because we are so not ready for it. We didn’t even have his clothes with us that time and had his grandparents to deliver it to hospital. We went straight to confinement centre once discharge from hospital. For the first time, I carry BB in the car heading ‘home’. Feeling happy that we are now a family of four and still have that amazing feeling that we now have a BB. BB was handed over to the nurses there to be bath and taken care of. While I clean myself and settle my engorged problem. I can’t breastfeed him with engorge boobs or being so ‘dirty’ returning from hospital. We took a little rest that night, getting ready for even more challenging night feeding. That is what on my mind. We have more time to spend, take a rest first maybe.

On 5^th August, early in the morning. We were awakened by the nurses in the Confinement Centre informing that BB temperature had been very low at the night and rejected milk. Doctor advise to bring him back to hospital immediately. We rushed to the Emergency Department before BB is sent to NICU again.

The doctor at NICU sent us home again. We, the helpless parent again left with no information nor anything about our BB condition. We headed back, had a quick shower and lunch.

Before we even get to sit down, Kent receive call from hospital asking us to return to the hospital. Nothing is being communicated through the phone. The doctor insists to talk to us personally. We rushed back to hospital to receive the news that we hated most. This time the specialist spoke to us, prepping us really for the worst. Dr.Dayang explained that there might be second infection so they have to start with another antibiotic. They didn’t know exactly where the infection is but it seems like that is the situation they are facing now. And BB would need to be intubated because he has difficulty breathing. She allowed us to visit BB in the NICU. This is the ‘privilege’ that I hated most. We were then told that we can leave and they will call us if anything. This is where no news is good news.

We went back to clean up, eat and not long after we receive call from hospital again. No updates no information given again via phone calls and we are required to be there like asap. We rushed over to receive even more devastating update.

6th August, we stayed at the NICU waiting area the whole morning. Who know they might need something from me. I want to be there to know first-hand what is happening. I was left with engorged breast but that is nothing compared to the unknown situation of our BB in the NICU. Hours passed and we get startled every time someone open the NICU door. I just hope is not the doctor wanted to talk to us. I really have no idea how many hours passes but that night seems to be very short.

We were allowed to see BB in the NICU 2 times. It’s the most heart wrenching scene. Big machines hook on to the tiny body of our helpless BB. Every breath is a struggle to him that sent him to spasm and pain. We could see that he wanted it to stop, he wanted to cry out loud but he can’t because there is a big tube right in his mouth to the airway all the way to his lungs. Our heart could not be more painful to see him in this condition. At a point i seriously think that we should stop everything and stop making my BB suffer.

The next time when we see him, he is no longer here. Though still intubated, but he’s more at peace. No more struggling, no more pain. We are sorry that you have to suffer. We are sorry to have not spent enough time with you. We are sorry that we did not kiss you while you are here. We are sorry that you did not get enough of our love before your passing.

Even that you are gone, mama and baba will always remember that smirk you made in the Emergency Room. We will remember every little detail that you left with us.

Thank you for dropping by to let us learn and realize that

• We need to appreciate every moment as there is no promised second chance
• We are surrounded by people who truly care and love us
• We should not take people who loves us for granted and hurt them because they love us
• Belongings or material is nothing compared to loves
• Life is short and we should spend it meaningfully with the people we love
• You let me realized how lucky I am to have a husband and companion that is loving, strong and will be by my side no matter how bad the situation is. He is my emotional pillar and everything.
• You let me learn that Sean is a young gentleman that will take care of people around him.
• You let me see the perfect husband and father in my life partner.
• You teach me that is time to love myself more and to do more things for myself.
  

You will always be in our heart. Though I can’t promise you that I won’t shed any more tears whenever I think of you, I promised you that I will be strong. I will be strong because you are at a better place. I will be strong because I want to cherish every moment that I have in this life. I want to live to my fullest in every single minute. To spend time and create more memories with people I love. For this is the reason you dropped by to make us realized.

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Staying-In with In-law? Yey or Ney?

This is a topic that I had been contemplating for the longest time; whether to start or not to start.

I (we) am staying with my PIL since the first day of marriage. Whenever I told people about this little fact of my life, they will usually give me a surprised facial expression and proceed to ask me how do I find it?

Well, to answer this tough question is two-sided.

On the surface I may seems pretty ok with it. Telling people that I am ok with my lifestyle choice and look at the brighter side :-

1. Homecook dinner at home
2. Someone to help out the laundry, which means you get to dry your laundry on working days cos someone is home to bring it under the porch if it rains
3. Someone at home to collect your parcel
4. Someone to take care of your kid so that your kid does not need to be homeless and stay most of the time at day care
5. Fuss free with all the utilility bills, house defect or even cleanliness of the house as all is taken care by PIL
6. Showing good example to my son that we should be filial and take care of parents

I am sure those little points above do sounds pretty tempting to some of you. To be frank, these are the little things that I used to convince myself to be contented.

I am not a person who would look for an easy way out. Which means all these reasons didn’t even cross my mind when my husband told me that we are staying in with his parents. If you notice, I am saying that I am being inform/told and not a choice. Being the naïve me, I did not question or reject at the moment. Not knowing what stress is waiting for me.

It has been closed to 9 years now but I still don’t feel the feeling of home other than my room itself. I seriously tried but this is just not the way.

As I grow older and wiser, I realized that I neglected my own needs and wants way too long. I choose to be ignorant and go by the flow. Not asking myself enough of what I really want. As time goes, this little uncomfortableness that has been accumulating inside me starting to be too overwhelming. I bet the hormone plays a major part in it too.

Owning my own HOUSE and HOME is my DREAM since I was CHILD and I allow this to be taken away from me without being asked? NO SHYT

I want my own space that belong to me. I want to be the one who decide how things should be in the house, how things should be placed, what kind of design or theme and most importantly made me feels home. That I can just lie down on the couch without having to care much on my posture. That I can decide when I want to fold that pile of laundry even if it sits there for a week without feeling guilty. That I can invite friends and family over for gathering anytime I want.

When I say something and follow by tears it usually means that I am pouring out deep from my heart. A very natural uncontrollable body response that I think it prove that I am being true to myself for once.

Frankly, the past 9 years staying together with my PIL is seriously okay. All those points I listed above are valid (well, except point no.6). Is just that I felt that I should be true to myself and to chase my dream of owning my own space.

Looking back, perhaps these are some of the things that I seriously do not enjoy :-

1. I (we) had missed the honeymoon stage. The 2 person living in a cosy little house.
2. I do not have the chance to do things freely as I wish. Basically, I have to ask permission or get consent for whatever shyt I want to do in the house. Though at times I do not bother to ask and I bet they do felt unhappy with whatever changes I made to the house.
3. BIL & SIL & nephew & nieces come and go as they like. Well, it is in fact their right cos it is their parent’s house, so is kinds their house too. I was startled few times as someone turned up in the house although PIL is not around. Imagine the awkward situation when you are in your PJ and when you turn around and thought it was your husband but then it was just your BIL. Like WTF???
4. I can’t complaint when the place I cleaned is being messed up cos STFU, who ask you to do that?
5. When you stay in, naturally you will be labelled with some form of undefined unwritten expectation that only hell knows. If you are not doing that, you will be the subject during aunties talk
6. I hate being told what to do
7. I definitely do not like being asked to do something extra compared to other DIL of theirs. Every gathering will be automatically at PIL place. Whoever Birthday celebration or family gathering. Then you will be the one preparing the place, cleaning the place afterwards and cooking (sometimes)

 

Exactly what trigger me to review my own wants and feeling? Well, I guess I need to thanks to the COVID-19 mainly. MIL caught covid after returning from Europe trip. They suggested that we move out for few days for our safety which we agreed, only to realized they are not doing the proper quarantine and basically contaminating the whole house. I throw my husband out to tell them they should stay in the room instead, but still nothing changes. I don’t blame them as we are the one staying in. This is their home and they can do whatever they want. Personally, I think this is wrong and is an act of selfishness as it put us at risk. Fyi, I am pregnant at 6 mths. 1 year ago, i had a miscarriage after tested positive after PIL decided to call for CNY gathering at home. This is why I am super sensitive and vigilant.

I had just throw out my thought to my husband followed by tonnes of tears. Crying to sleep, waking up crying, crying while driving to work and consciously holding back my tears and emotion in the office.

Wish me luck in chasing my dream (which i hope my other half would share my dream too). For those out there who have the chance to decide whether to stay in or move out, there is no right or wrong. Just be true to yourself.

 

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MALAYSIA HOLDS ANOTHER RECORD TODAY

Today we break another record that we shouldn’t be proud of. 5700 cases PER DAY will soon be 10,000 in no time.

Human are super adaptive that we tend to ignore how serious the situation is.

When we have our first COVID wave, we closed our doors, we shut everything down, we keep our children and old folks in. No stupid act except for some idiots who started some religious gathering which is supported by more idiots. Now, that was when the cases were merely less than 1000?

Going for grocery shopping felt like entering into a warzone during the first wave. I dare not to touch things that I wouldn’t buy. Just grab whatever I needed on the shelf and go home as soon as I can. Once reach home, I get myself fully cleaned from head to toes.

Now with 4000+ NEW CASES every SINGLE DAY, people treat it like nothing is happening. By the way, it just number to many of us.

My boy’s kindergarden is operating as usual. Apparently to some parents, working or learning or grades is more important than keeping their kids safe. I never doubt the SOP of the school, I only doubt if it is safe to expose the kids to so many contacts which is totally unknown. Who can really tell how many people of their schoolmate’s family member have met?

More cars are on the road for no apparent reasons. Perhaps because of the rising cost of courier services?

Some people are still wearing mask on their ‘butt’ because it is way easier to toilet train your pets than a fully grown human.

SOP is merely to avoid RM1000 penalty which can be ignored.

Scanning your ‘attendance’ when you visited any premises is just a gimmick now because NO ONE will do contact tracing anymore as it is INEFFECTIVE and EXPENSIVE with current situation. If you are “lucky”, maybe the owner of the shop will try to contact you, or will they? Do they know how? Do they think they need to? Every business would want to keep their name clean from being a Cluster Name. So, when you see a cluster by the name, sometimes it doesn’t really mean there. Try looking nearby area perhaps. What can they do? You guys avoided the place like an atomic bomb just dropped there even if it is just 1 case. So nowadays we only see names that we don’t really know where the heck it is. I guess is more exciting to walk on a mine field.

I don’t know if u experience this before, but I was worried sick when I suspected myself as a 3^rd generation close contact (which is not even verified because you NEVER KNOW who the heck got it). It was just speculation that someone in some other department got it and I was in close contact with another someone from the department. No one actually know who the someone is or if the someone I meet is the someone. So, you can just go home and imagine your head off if you will get a call or not. I can totally understand that this is to protect the patients right and more importantly to prevent public treating them like alien. The point is, you will never really rest well within the 14days self-observation.

I have a brother and sister-in-law both working in government hospital ICU as Anesthetic. The person that you will appreciate most if you or your loves one need to go through procedure. They have a pair of children and all of them are staying under the same roof with our parents. If there is just an unfortunate event that either one of them caught it, we really dare not imagine how stressful it will be. All for the sake of who?

It is really not about YOU getting infected or not. It is about HOW MANY people you will infect if you really caught it! You heard about asymptomatic? That basically means that even if you are infected, you may not even show symptom. Hence, you start running around meeting people, exposing them to the virus in you. Yes, you don’t mean it but that is how it works. Seriously, if you have loves one at home, STAY HOME and TREAT it like the first MCO.

Do you think the government is shyt for implementing such a shitty MCO 2.0? They had been very wrong at the first place for creating a breakout for political reason. But this cannot be happening without more idiots supporting them and letting themselves to be part of the political opera play. And now they cannot fix it with strict MCO because that will kill our economy. If economy dies, we all die together. So is either people die due to pandemic or social issues.

Talking about Creating Breakout, what happen to the Uncle who started the breakout in Perlis? I heard he was sued? Why isn’t politician being treated the same way? When do they have the rights to decide to put peoples live at risk for their own PERSONAL benefits? I guess the only thing that we (The Royal Highness) have done right is to declared emergency to stop all those actors from playing anymore monkey show.

There is no treatment for this virus at the moment and it won’t be a 100% safe to use vaccines, not in another 2-3 years earliest according to specialist? But people are so desperate for the untested vaccines because they need to save the economy. Have they even considered that the cost and also the difficulty of transporting these vaccines is almost as good as nothing?

It keeps me wonder sometimes why China, a country with largest population, doesn’t seems to be have been as severe as we are now. Misreporting or they are just simply more experience in handling the situation after having been through numerous pandemics over the past few decades? Or perhaps the medical expenses are just too overwhelmed to even seek for medical attention and people are relying of Chinese medicine as prevention or even cure?

Traditional Chinese medicine is not getting enough recognition especially when people ask for clinical paper, clinical research and clinical studies. Yes, it may have been used for the past centuries but there is just not enough data to proof its effectiveness. Why? Because no one really understand how things works?

Vaccine or Medicine; the best is still PREVENTION. Try not to get yourself infected so that you don’t infect more people. This is the best way at the moment while waiting for a more reliable cure.

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Babbling On Man-Woman Relationship

Why is that every time I have inspiration to write, it is always something that touched me so badly?

This time round I want to talk about man-woman relationship from different perspective.

I have had known someone in different time of my life that they are the 3^rd party in a relationship. Now, how do I put this in simpler word? I have very different perception depending on how old I am and also who am I to the person involved.

In my earlier age, I learnt that one of our most respected aunt is the 3^rd. I basically accepted the fact like how we accepted the Law of Gravity. Simply because, she is my aunt and the only things that concern us most is our cousins feeling. We tried not to touch this topic at all because we understand the awkwardness. Is like a little secret that we keep only within ourselves because WTH, he/she might not know the fact yet?

In my teenage years, I had heard many old mans (family friend father, great uncles, etc.) abandoned their wives to start a new family with a young woman. We deeply felt sorry for the old lady who had worked so hard for the family and is now being left alone, betrayed by her soulmate. Why will an Old Man want to start a new family with a much much younger woman who can even be his daughter? We thought perhaps this is the natural 'phenomena' that a Man would always want to prove that he is still strong and capable of breeding? Or maybe just being too foolish to fall into the trap of swindles who are eyeing on his hard-earned money? Whether there is really love or not, we can only hope for the best for the old man.

Then in my late 20s, I have a close friend who had been 'missing' or had been really quiet on social media. Those were the times when everyone posted every single shyt on FB. So, when we finally got in touch with this missing friend, we realized that she’s pregnant. We were so worried for her until she comforted us that this is the 2^nd baby. We were worried for her and the kids who are in the ‘dark’ with an unofficial dad. But why? How? There is a story in every relationship that no one can understand fully. But as a friend, we will want to choose to believe that the man is the bad guy who keep a secret relationship out of his own happy family. He had keep my friend fully supported with decent place to stay, a Vellfire to drive and a maid to argue with. Reason? There is no absolute answer for any relationship. All you need is two willing parties.

I have friends who got married while we were still out there enjoying our life (You know, going for late night yum cha session or clubbing. Did I just disclose my age?). Three of them got divorced (with kid) because of a new relationship. Things turn really ugly at times like this. When all the loves turn to hatred, when lovers become enemy. I don’t know much about the new relationship because I am not interest. All I know is that they are married because of love and yet it ended up sour. Maybe its not the right person. Maybe they found a better person. Maybe, they are just too young to judge the person they were once deeply in love with. Perhaps, Love really made us blind. Our joke was always “Damn, we had paid for the wedding dinner”. End of the day, the real victim is the poor kid.

I have a long-distance relative who was divorced with 4 kids because the husband betrayed her. Her husband is not like super handsome or super rich but yet he was caught in that situation. She then worked hard for the kids and met a new companion who are willing to take care of her and the kids like his own. The irony thing is that now she is the 3^rd in the relationship. It is not easy to be accepted into a new family especially when you have kids from another family. But as a cousin, I am actually feeling happy for her that she finally found someone that she can rely on even though he’s younger.

My toughest girlfriend joked that she is actually divorcing the parents rather than her husband. I was shocked to hear that she has to go through this pain. But I do believe that she had done something really wise which is not to stay in a sour relationship for the sake of the kid. The 3^rd is a young professional co-worker who come out with lots of weird and scary stunts to ‘grab’ the man away. Can you imagine when you have a family gathering and there is another girl tagging along? Sounds like some dramas but this is drama in action. Again, i will choose to believe that the man is to be blame. Yes, the external influence may be strong but as a Man, can't they be wiser to tell what should or shouldn't be done? Is he even assuming his roles as a husband/father? The parents jump in to protect their son. Well, which parent will not?

As a parent myself, I tend to be over-protective to my own kid too. I want him to be safe and I guard him off from any potential harm. Our kid is always the most naïve and possess the purest heart. When my kid come running to me crying/complaining, the first thing I ask is "what happen?" but deep down in my heart .....

1. I want to find out which brat bully and made my boy suffer
2. He must have been blamed wrongly
3. He must had been victimized because the other kids are more cunning
4. He must be too scared to stand for himself when dealing with older people
5. He must be influenced by other people because it is impossible for him to do such a thing. 

All these denial questions/statements that I have running inside my head is what obstruct me from thinking logically.

A kid should not be deprived from the opportunity to solve their own problem. They must learn how to protect themselves. They should learn to judge for themselves what is right and wrong, that for every action they decided to take, they will need to be responsible for it. Yes, sometimes they may be the victim in a situation but if they choose to be in there, they will have to be responsible and be ready to take the blame.

Is will be even tougher for a man especially in man-woman relationship.

Why? Because that is how the society judge. If there is anything went wrong in a relationship, it has to be the man fault. Very rarely is the woman? (because victimised man are too shy to share?)

Why? Because man can’t control the temptation of a younger, prettier, weak and soft-spoken woman. Compared to the old and coarse wife at home who had work hard for the family, a smooth and soft hand is definitely a better offer.

But not all man is the same isn’t? Yes, some are more passive =D. If a younger, prettier, weak and soft-spoken woman show interest with them, showing some tenderness and giving some sweet talk. They are cornered and most likely fall for it. (Same reaction from the woman though but it is rather rare a young good looking man will come flirt with an old woman unless she's damn rich) 

Once you fall into the mud, you will be dirtied no matter you jump into it willingly or lured into it.

So sorry for you guys to have to take the burden of blame....

Listening to all the real-life experiences of others, I can only conclude that every single relationship is complex. Is not as simple as what we hear because it may be biased or simplified. A relationship can only be formed when there are two parties walking on the same direction. Not the parents not the kid. No one should stay in a relationship unless they want to. No one should force themselves to live under the same roof with a person who had betrayed them. Not even for the kids because the relationship belongs to them and not anyone else.

Time for disclaimer.

I am not a Professional Relationship Advisor or anything it is called. I am just sharing what I had heard so far about man-woman relationship and how I feel about each and every ‘story’. I do not particularly think who is right or wrong in a relationship either. A relationship is between the two willing party and no one else.

I would want to remind myself that it is our responsibility as a parent to give our son the opportunity to learn and grow. Learn to judge what is right and wrong. Learn to protect himself and people around him. Learn that everything he decides to do come with consequences that he has to be responsible for. I think these are very fundamental things that everyone should master in their life which will guide them to the correct path.

It is so embarrassed to say this and perhaps Kent will be so upset if he saw this, I never believe in empty sweet talk or love for eternity (Even diamond ring can be missing and never be found or replaced). What really matter in a relationship (to me) is both persons stay true to themselves and to their other half. Embrace every moment and seize every second of happiness when they are still together.

Happy Anniversary my comrade!

 

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The World is Going Crazee

 Everyday I wake up wondering if I am dreaming. Maybe it is just a dream after all.

There is no crazy virus, no people got infected, no people die of infection, no one attended any mass gathering, no escalating infected people, no Movement Control Order, no over-worked medical staff, no liar who hide their true condition, no idiots who ignore the order.

The truth is that everything is real. Too real to be true.

The number of people get infected is increasing every single day. The number of people who die of the virus increases everyday. The Movement Control Order is in place and extended. Videos of Medical Staffs overworked and exposed to risk is everywhere. There are patients who hide about their true condition and exposed medical staff and other patients to risk. There are idiots running around assuming there is nothing happening.

It is not about who you are. How old you are. How healthy you are. What Nationality are you. What religion do you belief. How rich you are. The virus don’t give a damn. They just need a host so that you can DIE.

The reported numbers of infected people which used to be stressful to me (and perhaps everyone) had started to become a ‘norm’. “Oh...another 153 confirmed cases today with 2 casualties”. When 1 people die, it is a big matter. When more people die, it is just a mere number.

Yes, we are ‘imprisoned’ here in our own home sweet home with a comfortable bed. Clean water is just a tap away. Electricity is available so that you can stick to your phone and TV all day long and yet still complain about being bored. Yes, we can’t go out to have a cuppa of expensive drink in a cozy café or bars. Yes, we can’t go out for crazy shopping frenzy just because we want to be in trend. Yes, we can’t go out for sports or jogging at the lakeside. Yes, we can’t travel, so forget about the Sun, Sea and Sand for a while.

But if we can just stop thinking about ourselves for a moment, you will realised there is something that we can appreciate about what is happening now.

The world has slowed down. War stops because the real war just started. Factories that used to release gases, wastes and carbon had ceased production. The sky is a little clearer. The air is a little fresher. There is no more rush hour traffic jam. There are no more people venturing into the sea with sunblock killing all the corals. There are no more ships in the port. There are much lesser aeroplane flying in the sky. Mother earth can finally take a break.

Well, as for me, I get to sleep till I am awake naturally. Do an early Yoga. Cook breakfast for my loves one. Experience working from home which I dream of. Spend more time with my love ones though sometimes it may be frustrating. I get to do my laundry on any day I want. I finally have time to update my blog and tidy up my photos. I can totally forget about what to wear because every day is casual day. I can rest my skin for a while from makeup because it is just non-essential. Shopping for new clothes, make-up, shoes, handbag? Who need that? I still have a job at this point of time. NO bonus but no salary cut too at the moment which is good news.

It may seem stressful at start. Who will not have responded the same way to an overnight change of lifestyle? But we human are very adaptive. It had been 15days of MCO and I think I am getting used to it. Working and home-schooling my boy at the same time.

The only thing that really bother me is what will happen in the future? What will happen if it pro-long? Will I lose my job? Will there be retrenchment if the economy worsen? What will happen if there is no more food available outside? What if animals too get the infected?

Conserving as much resources as possible perhaps is what everyone should do now. Reduce waste as much as possible. Which is quite a challenge with all the online delivery packaging but I believe we are still better now compared to before. People get quite sceptical when receiving parcels from courier. You know, potentially there might be contamination somewhere.

Re-use as much as you could. Just imagine one day there is just no more packaging available? Those tapau container that we throw away conveniently because it is just so difficult to wash, it may just ‘poof!’. Gone got good.

Buy only when you need it. Give others a chance for essential goods because your ass alone is not going to used up that 30 rolls of toilet paper in a month.

I am sure our most brilliant scientists are working something to overcome this. I hope that by the day we can finally announce that we have concurred this war, human can be a little bit more humane. Can be a little bit more moderate. Can appreciate nature a little bit more. Can conserve resources for our little ones more. Can live their life a little more meaningfully. Can love and be contented with everything we own now.

Mother Earth has responded now. We do not own this place and we can we wiped out just like the dinosaurs!

Our ‘soldiers’ are fighting for humanity! Give them our support by Staying Home, Stay Away and Stay Safe! They have family too just like us but without the luxury of being home with them. They are the real hero/heroein! Protect them and keep them with us!

#StayHome #StaySafe

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