James

Having scrolled through my faceless self-portraits, I realised just how much I’ve missed doing them. So guess what? I’ve tracked down a mirror in our new place that will allow me to take somewhat decent self portraits. And by ‘somewhat decent,’ I mean that only the top two-thirds of me will be visible. But don’t worry, you guys. You’re not missing out on much. My feet are quite uninteresting. Boring, in fact.

Anyway, this is what I’ve been wearing all week, no exaggeration whatsoever. Mainly because I’ve been sick with the cold, and this is my ‘I-have-the-cold-and-don’t-feel-crash-hot’ look. Lovely, right? Today I finally put on some new clothes, which guarantees there will be at least one photo for a new outfit post next week. Am I on a roll, or what?

Despite feeling exhausted and crook this week, I’ve loved:

  • watching Pete play in the dining table cubby house;
  • sipping lemon water;
  • finding pretty yellow flowers at the beach; and
  • taking naps in the afternoon sun.

A big thank you especially to my amazing mum yesterday for looking after all three boys by herself for almost three hours so that I could snooze. Talk about selfless mothering.

Thank you also to everyone for their well wishes for Jamie. He’s finally started sleeping through again these last two nights, after three nights on interrupted sleep. Mummy and daddy are very thankful…

I shall sign off now to spend the rest of the afternoon with the family. I hope you all have a wonderful weekend! Any special plans? Rick and I are looking forward to a movie night at home this evening, and I’m keen to get started on Angus’ Project Life album as well (speaking of which, I shall have a Project Life update early next week). We are also celebrating Rick’s grandpa’s 98th birthday on Sunday, which is simply amazing. Above all, I’m hoping to rest more and start recovering.

p.s. In case you were curious, I did end up bringing out one of Cameron’s photo frames and Angus has been carrying it around for the last couple of days. Today, during his quiet time, he came up to my desk in the family room and said, “Mum, I’ll put Cameron’s photo here to make your office beautiful, okay?”

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I love watching flowers go dry. They seem to develop a certain richness and character as they age and wilt. We’ve had these blooms on our sideboard in the foyer for more than a week now, yet they only just caught my attention tonight. I love how simple and pretty they look, and am considering drying them properly and putting them in our bedroom.

We hardly got any sleep last night, because a certain little munchkin kept us up. Poor Jamie has quite a bad cold – his first cold in almost eight months. I feel terrible, because I’m certain that I gave it to him. This recent cold weather has certainly gotten the better of our family. Only Angus and Pete remain healthy, which is kind of a miracle in itself. Anyway, here Jamie is in Nan’s arms, looking completely at home. It reminds me of this photo of him and Pa.

Our boys are so blessed to have grandparents who love them.

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Here are three things I learnt from Jamie’s first birthday and baptism celebration:

Firstly, if you have any perfectionist or OCD tendencies, you cannot organise your one year old’s birthday party in one week without giving up sleep. For the whole week.

Secondly, it is very hard to track down plain white paper cups. And by plain white cups, I mean the ones that don’t scream Dora, Wiggles, Spiderman, or Barbie. The ones that aren’t pink or pastel blue or charcoal grey or bright purple. The ones that aren’t plastic. The ones that don’t require a minimum order of 2000 because the supplier thinks you own a coffee shop or two. If you are after a niche business idea, I have the answer for you: plain white paper cups.

Lastly, if I were to star on The Apprentice, I want my husband and my father-in-law on my team. “Put those chairs in the car! Bring those two crates! Grab the gazebo! Pack, pack, pack! Drive, drive, drive!” Such were the instructions I was shouting at home about an hour before the party was due to start. Yes, one hour. And at the other end? “Put up the gazebo! I want tables here, here and there! No, I don’t want this table anymore. Move this back over there. I want that one. Yes, that one! Hang that garland up. And that one. Make it look nice. Bring that table back inside. Put up those streamers. Yes, put them close together. Yes, hang them all up. Make it look good! Ice in the bucket please. Twenty minutes to go? We need to move faster! Go, go, go!!!” Okay, slightly dramatised, but you get the picture. I was one stressed out mummy. But my amazing husband and his dad made it happen. They are legends. They did everything I asked and they helped make my vision happen. Oh, how I love them!

And so. A run through of what Team Mason did:

Believe it or not, this welcome table was an entirely impromptu setup. For some reason, it had completely escaped my very exhausted mind to have a place for the orders of service and the ‘welcome’ sign. That’s one of the prices you pay for late-night, last-minute party planning. Thankfully, I’d packed all these ‘back-up’ items (as you do, I mean, who doesn’t grab old Pepsi crates, bags of lemons and pot plants from the laundry and bathroom when leaving for your kid’s birthday?), and they sure came in handy!

The chalkboard was one that we made ourselves using a white photo frame and a spare chalkboard sticker/decal that I had in storage. Rick cut the decal down to size for me and it worked brilliantly!

This was my most favourite table of all: the party favours table!

From left to right:

  • Play Doh cone favours! Basically I made cones using white cardboard, Kraft paper and yellow washi tape. I then used yellow tissue paper to line the cones before placing a small tub of Play Doh inside. It held together really well, and I was then able to place them in the pail like a bouquet. I got the idea for Play Doh when I stumbled across a packet of nine for only seven dollars! And more importantly, they were a hit with the smaller kids.
  • Pinwheels made using the DIY tutorial and free printable from Oh Happy Day. I was stingy and didn’t want to use up all our toner to print the black stripes so made up for it with the stripy pencils from Smiggles. And guess what, they actually do spin!
  • Little bags of ‘Gold Nugget Bubble Gum’ from The Little Big Company. When I saw these on their website, I knew they would be perfect for the bigger kids, and I loved how they tied in with our yellow/vintage theme.

As for the rest of the table, I used two hessian sacks as the table cloth, and Rick’s old suitcase from when he was a little boy as a prop for the pinwheels. I’d also designed and printed some small cards to label the three different favours. We used a smaller table too so that the kids could see it at their eye level.

I actually think that the party favours were the hardest part of planning the party because I wanted to do something a bit different yet I didn’t want to spend too much. But all the mulling paid off in the end. I loved how it all turned out, and it was great that the kids got to choose more than one favour to take home!

Thank goodness Schweppes was on sale at Coles and thank goodness they have nice packaging, with colours that co-ordinated conveniently with my so-called theme. We also had bottles of mineral water on ice for the kids, along with some lemon and lime diet cordial. The metal bucket and the burlap table cloths were from Bunnings, and yes, I found my paper cups in the end. Yellow, not white.

I have to thank Facebook for all the lovely food, because it was through Facebook that I learnt that my friend Alice had just launched a sweet treats catering business. I wasted no time in contacting her and was very proud to be her very first customer!

Seriously, if you are looking to outsource the sweet foods for your next party, Alice is the one to call. Not only was she ever-so-accommodating with customising her menu items to suit my (OCD) needs, but she delivers to your doorstep and her food is divine. Everyone loved her chocolate cookies, coconut cupcakes, butterscotch madeleines, and chocolate banana brownies, and the kids particularly loved her vanilla cake pops with yellow sprinkles!

And of course, the birthday cake: an amazing coconut angel cake creation by Alice with an ever-so-fluffy sweetened whipped cream topping. It was de-li-cious. Every single bit of it disappeared. Every bit. I’m not even sure whether Mary (Rick’s mum), who was busily helping me cut the cake, managed to get a piece!

Originally, I was going to fashion mini bunting as a cake topper but at 4am in the morning, any ability to use my hands abandoned me. So instead, I simply designed, printed and cut out the letters of Jamie’s name and then stuck them onto skewers. Worked a treat! The lovely cake stand was on loan from Mary, the colour of which inspired me to bring along an aqua ‘Lunch’ sign from our family room as a backdrop for the cake.

And naturally, some photos of the boys:

In terms of what we did to keep the kids entertained and amused, that will have to be a whole other post!

p.s. You see that yellow pom pom garland you see in the background of Angus’ photo? That only took me about five or six hours to make. I refuse to throw it out because I intend to use it over and over and over and over again. You’ll see.

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There was once a boy called Jamie, who had the most amazing hair. This Jamie’s mummy was lazy, and left only one week to prepare….

I know, slack, right? Still, it’s meant I’ve been ridiculously productive – at least I like to think so. To be honest, I’ve never been one to put any major effort into any of our boys’ birthdays to date (ie. no party decorations, no party favours, no party games, etc.). Mainly, it’s been to preserve my own sanity. Because I know I’m such a crazy perfectionist, I’ve always figured that if I don’t set myself any expectations, then I can’t kill myself trying.

(Edit: My lovely mother-in-law just reminded me that I was heavily pregnant for both Angus and Pete’s 1st birthdays. So it seems that my laziness was ‘legit’ after all! Thanks mum, it’s nice to have some semblance of an excuse…)

Well, this year, I’ve decided to step it up. Bring it ALL on, I say (apart from the cake baking – I’m still outsourcing that one.) And might I add, I’m having the best fun!

Here are some sneak peeks of the chaos (yes, for some one who loves zero clutter, the above is currently what the floor of my studio looks like – oh well, all in the name of love for my awesome-haired boy):

Wish me luck: less than 48 hours to go!

Anyway, may you have a lovely weekend and here are some Friday links from me to you:

(Other creative spaces here.)

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Thanks to everyone for their wonderful response to the Jamie’s room tour. It was so nice when it all started coming together and so much fun to share it with you all. I can’t wait to put together the other room tours now! In the meantime, I have a few other columns planned and look forward to introducing them next week, including one about decluttering and getting organised (ie. Get Sorty 2.0, here we come!).

Today happens to be Rick’s birthday and we are both excited about our date night tonight! Chances are we will probably head back to Jugemu & Shimbashi for a sumptuous Japanese dinner. We just love that place and can’t seem to stay away from their delicious soba chips, spinach salad and Shimbashi rolls! We are very blessed to have wonderful parents who live in the same city and are always willing to babysit.

I just couldn’t help but share these photos of Rick and Jamie hanging out in my studio today. Jamie doesn’t get much one-on-one time with either of us, so when it does happen, it’s uber special. I still can’t get over how blonde Jamie is. There’s even some ginger in there. Whatever happened to my dominant Asian gene? (Rick’s joke is that I am running out of toner. My husband is a funny man, no?)

Some links for this Friday…

Anyway, happy Friday to you all and happy birthday to my one and only!

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Angus has daycare on Fridays, and while I do miss him, I also cherish the time with just Pete and Jamie. It’s been so interesting watching Pete come into his own as an older brother. He runs into Jamie’s room to chat to him in his cot. He sits down next to Jamie in the living room to watch Play School with him. He brings Jamie toys. He doesn’t take Jamie’s toys away. And he picks up the food that Jamie drops from the high chair and hands it back to him. He is simply the sweetest.

Here’s us having lunch on a Friday. Yup, we’re a Vegemite family. Except for me. My theory is, if you’re not exposed to it by the time you’re six, it’s too late. But I’m glad the boys are Happy Little Vegemites as bright as bright can be. (Had to resist adding rosy cheeks to these photos.)

Happy Friday, everyone! May we all get some sleep…

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I’m not imagining things right – Jamie really does seem to have somewhat blue eyes. Or at the very least, they’re not brown.

Which is strange, because I always thought that if an asian marries a caucasian, any offspring would only have brown eyes.

But maybe I was wrong. Or maybe I just heard wrong in Science class (it wouldn’t be the first time).

Either way, I’m not complaining because I’d always thought it would be kind of cool to have a blue-eyed baby. Plus, whatever colour they are, I think Jamie’s eyes are just absolutely beautiful.

Anyway, the little guy turned three months yesterday and to mark the occasion, he finally pulled a two-hour daytime nap for mummy. Boy was I impressed. If only I’d known in advance, I would’ve tried to lie down for a nap myself!

It’s strange to think that he’s only been ‘on the outside’ for some twelve weeks, because honestly, I almost can’t remember what life was like before him. I feel like I’ve always known his face, and that he’s always been around. I remember feeling the same way about Angus and Pete.

Motherhood is a funny and beautiful thing. It makes you want to cry, and it makes you want to laugh. It makes you want to explode sometimes, and other times it makes you want to sing and dance.

Mostly, it’s taught me how precious life is and how blessed we are to have been given our little boys. All four of them.

To my blue eyed baby: Happy three months little man! I love you more than you know.

(And thanks for not peeing on me anymore like you used to…)

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It’s back to faceless photos of me on this lovely Friday.

Although technically it’s not actually Friday anymore here in Sydney. It’s 12.30am, which means I should’ve been in bed at least an hour ago. But my Asian upbringing tells me this is okay. It is okay to stay up past 1am or even 2am, much less midnight. It’s okay as long as one is doing something productive like:

1) watching television
2) singing karaoke
3) playing cards
4) playing mahjong
5) reading comics, or
6) updating one’s blog.

I’m pretty sure that if I rang up my parents right now, they would also still be awake (most likely engaging in option 1 – watching television).

Today I made Jamie laugh. Not once. Not twice. But five times! You guys, my heart almost melted. It was without doubt the highlight of my day – a truly precious moment that I will cherish forever.

And on that note, I wish you all a happy weekend filled with precious moments with family and friends.

(Mum/dad, if you’re reading this, turn that television off now and go to sleep!)

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This is what I sang to James last night to the tune of Hey Jude:

Hey you, your mummy’s here.
Don’t you worry, I’m going to feed you.
Remember to drink up all of your milk!
Then you will feel a whole lot better…

Music by The Beatles; lyrics by yours truly.

Who would’ve known I had it in me?

Not I.

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It’s funny how quickly you forget certain things about newborn babies and how quickly it all comes back in a mad rush.

For example, I’d forgotten about the spraying poo phenomenon – until one afternoon when I had my hand in the wrong place at the wrong time, and it all came back to me. Yes it did, Celine Dion. (If you don’t get that reference, then you are probably too young to be reading my blog…).

I’d also forgotten about how often newborns actually poo. Is there anything crueller than having cleaned, wiped, dried and sudo-creamed your baby’s bottom, only to then have more poo come out just as you’re about to ‘close up’ and put on a cup of tea?

On the flip side, I’ve been quickly reminded of how tiny (and precious) newborns are – and how tiny (and cute!) their feet and toes are! I could seriously just stare at them forever.

And that beautiful newborn baby smell – it’s an aroma that’s almost powerful enough to make me forget about that last hour of labour exactly two weeks ago today.

I’ve also been enraptured by the long intent gazes that James has been giving me after a feed. It’s so easy to forget that these little people can actually think, recognise and process sounds, images, words and voices from day one. Absolutely amazing, it is.

But most of all, I am remembering every day how lucky I am to be able to watch James grow and change every moment of the day. When I look at our tiny little man, all I can think is –

“How is it that you are ours? We are so very, very blessed….”

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