The one high thing on my to do list in Singapore is to look for soft cloth books for Sophie. This is after she'd taken quite a few hunks out of her lovely board books. She was "reading" them quietly on her play mat whilst I was surfing the net, and I thought it was a little too quiet (mommy 6th sense), so I went to check on her and she was caught in the act of chewing out board from the spine. She at least had the decency to look slightly sheepish. But I guess she is too young for board books because she still enjoys chewing on things (less so now that she's become more agile with her hands and worked out pushing/tearing/throwing etc). I tried giving her cheerios to perfect her pincer grasp, but she'll do everything else (push/tear/throw - you get the idea!) except eat them.
Anyway Fabien has left for a month to Chang Chun today, so there's just me and the book-eating monster. We miss him alot. Sophie keeps crawling around saying "papa", I wonder how I am going to explain to her that he's not about to read her a story anytime soon? On my end, I am trying not to drown my sorrows in hot chocolate and white castle microwave burgers. It is HARD... but I will presevere!
Ever since I came back to Asia i suddenly feel this incredible pressure to be skinny, and I've never really been all that bothered. It is just all these women who snap back into bikinis after having a baby ... Can I hate them or is that not allowed?