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Taking care of a tiny, dependent human being takes up 20 hours of a single day. The other 4 hours are allocated to shopping online for diapers and Costco-sized tubs of formula powder. I really have to tip my hat & give a heartfelt thanks to all of the nurses, midwives & pediatricians who helped me through my delivery process in the hospital. It was through their routine harassment check-ups, day & night, that my little bean learned right from the start to eat & sleep on a fairly regular schedule.

Many, if not all, of the pre-existing parents in my life forewarned me about a severe lack of sleep once this little bean officially arrives, but so far (*knock on wood*) Jian & I have managed to get a decent amount of sleep. We go to sleep & take regular naps at the same time, & we both get up together whenever our little bean wakes up. We also do all the baby tasks together, like changing diapers (one does the changing while the other makes sure she doesn’t spit up any residual milk all over her clothes).

So far, with all of my accumulated knowledge of taking care of a small child, I have been able to navigate motherhood without much doubt & insecurity. One major helping factor is that Jian & I have been training our little bean to stay on a somewhat regular schedule. This has made her moods & routines quite predictable & on-time (which is approximately every 3 to 4 hours).

It takes many hands on deck to take care of this little one. So, it’s an absolute blessing that, due to COVID-19 restrictions in my area, Jian is now working from home for the foreseeable future. Also since his work schedule is pretty flexible, he is able to help out & not have to take any paternity time off. We are super blessed & grateful for this family bonding time together.

That pretty much sums up my current life for the past 2 months. Even with an extra set of hands at home to help us with emergencies & extra tasks, it’s been more of a challenge (to put it lightly) than relief… but that’s a story for another time. I have to go now and fill up another days worth in the diaper pail. Until next time, cheers babes!

My little bean!

Today’s song of the day:

Well, it’s been raining fairly hard here where I live. Yesterday, I sat at a cozy corner window seat in the local big box coffee shop down the street from my house, sipping my heavily creamed coffee & nibbling on a too-small-to-satisfy-my-appetite breakfast sandwich. I was feeling inspired while watching the rain pour down outside,& it was warm, dry, & comfortable inside. I originally planned to write this blog post yesterday, but got distracted by Instagram & Spotify, so I ended up wasting my time at the coffee shop creating playlists & liking overly staged/edited glamour photos.

Today we have a break in the wet weather, but it’s quite cloudy & foggy where I live, so that atmosphere is also keeping me inspired to write today. I am now sitting in my kitchen with the electric heater on low, & drinking an unfortunately rapidly cooling cup of home-brewed coffee. Oh, I almost forgot to mention that I’ve got my Spotify app playing lovely café jazz music in the background. It’s putting me in a good mood to write some other frivolous & somewhat unimportant things. My blog tends to be filled with fluff posts anyway.

Well, to jump right into things. I recently have been hooked on watching home architecture/design shows about floating water homes, & it got my memories flowing of when I was a young child imagining my dream fantasy home. The one memory that stands out the most is one of myself living in a floating home. Well, I guess they used to be called house boats back in the old days of the 1980s & 90s, but now they’re called floating homes. I’ve always been fascinated by the design & architecture of homes floating on the water, docked like sail boats & yachts. It has been a secret fantasy/dream/desire of mine to live in a floating home. This dream has become more intense after watching all those HGTV-style shows about people custom building their own floating homes.

This is so unusual for me to even consider. I am not really such a big fan of being in or near water. I am not a good swimmer. I took swimming lessons as a kid, but only enough lessons to pass my swimming test & earn my certificate. I now know only enough swimming basics to keep me from drowning if I ever fell into a pool, or fell off a boat. I don’t even really like to swim. I am also not a big fan of beaches or boats (even though I have been on a few cruise ships in my day). I’ve only gone canoeing once in my life, & don’t get much opportunity to do that again. I am also obviously not a jet skier nor water skier. Well, I guess that means I won’t be moving to Hawaii anytime soon. However, I’ve always dreamed of living on a house boat (a.k.a. floating home).

Floating home architecture has always intrigued me, & I’ve always thought it would be amazing to live in a unique home on a quiet strip of water overlooking beautiful outdoor landscapes with only a few neighbors nearby. I don’t know how I would handle severe weather conditions (like turbulent winter waters), but I would still like to live on a house boat. Being able to custom build my own floating home would be so cool & interesting. I don’t think I would want to take on the challenge of retrofitting & remodeling an existing boat or barge, but building an actual home on a floating foundation is probably the architectural route I would take. I saw one episode of a show where this Dutch couple designed an entire wall made of floor-to-ceiling windows, with panoramic doors that fully open to showcase the water landscape. The wife playfully asked the husband, “Who’s going to clean all the windows?”. That brought up a good point in my mind, since I am such a neat freak, I wouldn’t want to spend all of my day washing windows…especially if I have to stand outside, hovering over the open waters (with my extremely limited swimming skills). So, let’s just conclude that I wouldn’t put too many panoramic windows in my design. Also, I would like to have the option to be able to strut around my house in my birthday suit without the prying eyes of any nosy snoops. I’ve compiled a small collection of inspirational photos for reference to what I’m looking for in my fantasy house boat. As you can tell from the photos below, I am kind of a big fan of the minimal, contemporary architecture style.

(All photos courtesy of Pinterest.)

Don’t get me wrong. I love the house I’m living in now. I live in the beautiful Eichler home I was born & raises in, in a wonderfully quiet & tame suburban neighborhood, & I could not imagine planting my roots anywhere else, but that doesn’t mean that I don’t want to also own a floating house boat one day, maybe use it as a vacation home. I’m just describing a childhood fantasy I once had. Who knows? Maybe this will happen one day… One can dream. Until then, cheers!

Today’s song of the day:


There’s no better feeling than the one you get just after washing your bed sheets, except on those days when you’ve washed both your bed sheets AND your pajamas. I love that feeling of satisfaction & comfort you get from knowing that you’ll be sleeping in a clean bed wearing clean PJs. The clean/neat freak inside of me is utterly glowing from within with a feeling of accomplishment that I’ve crossed two more major chores off my To-Do list. The slight germaphobe inside of me is feeling a huge sense of relief that my clothes are clean, my bed sheets are clean, & once I take my nighttime shower, I’ll be totally clean all over.

I just love those days where I’ve completed washing all of the clothes I’ve managed to pile up in my tiny hamper bin, I’ve got a wash cycle washing my bed sheets, & it’s time for me to wash my hair. It’s like a trifecta of cleaning heaven for me. I wouldn’t exactly label myself as a full-on, clinically diagnosed germaphobe, but I do like cleaning & keeping my belongings & myself clean, & sometimes I can be really strict in my cleanliness to the point of being a little obnoxious about it.

On the days when it’s time to wash my hair, I do (psychologically) feel a little cleaner than on the days in between my hair washing. I also feel like a greasy weight has been washed away from my hair. The same goes for when I wash my pajamas. I tend to wash my pajamas once a week on average, & I have a strict rule of no wearing pajamas outside of the bedroom. In my mind, I’m telling myself that I don’t want my pajamas to touch anything outside of my bedroom; my pajamas are for my bed only. I can’t stand it when a non-bedroom item touches my PJs. It makes me feel (psychologically) like I’m rubbing the dirty thing(s) my PJs have been touching, all over my bed & sheets. I don’t understand how pajama bottoms once were a fashion trend, & women’s lingerie have now become sexy slip dresses, silky camisoles, & blouses. I also don’t like to lounge around the house in my pajamas. It’s just gross to me.

Then, when it’s time for me to wash my bed sheets, I feel an especially amped up sense of being truly clean. I almost get a sense of euphoria because I know everything is now finally all clean. I am a stickler for going to bed feeling freshly bathed & totally clean. I can’t imagine just taking a shower in the morning, going about my day, & then putting on my PJs & hopping into bed at night. I also like to conserve water by not taking two showers every day, so that’s why I take showers at night because it’s closer to my bedtime, & I can feel like I’m going to bed freshly washed. Also, personally, taking showers in the morning doesn’t wake me up or help me feel refreshed. A fresh, hot cup of coffee will fill that job position just fine.

OK, I think I’ve prattled on enough about washing laundry. I think I’m starting to sound repetitive & bland. I just wanted to tell you that I feel absolute bliss after I’ve gone to bed completely & utterly clean. Fresh bed sheets. Fresh pajamas. Fresh hair. I feel cussing fresh, & that’s the end of it. Cheers, mates.

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